My sleep schedule is so screwed up. I’m managing, but until internet gets hooked up, all I have to do is listen to podcasts and unpack what is essentially sentimental junk. I have a lot of books and clothes. There are a few boxes of miscellaneous stuff. Who is that woman? Marie Kondo. She tells people to question whether something brings them joy. other people have suggested having a bin for trash, a bin for donating, and a bin for keeping. Well, the bin for keeping is the cupboard above my bedroom closet. And the bin for trash is the…
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Most recently, I shared that I’m living in a shelter. The beginning was rough, and the progress toward getting back on my feet started out slowly, but as of recently, there have been a lot of developments. Over the past month I have been putting a lot of work into getting my trifecta together. The trifecta being housing-transportation-employment. When one’s life crumbles, the components of the trifecta disintegrate. Losing one of these three items increases the difficulty of various aspects of one’s life. For example, if you lose employment, it puts financial strain on many areas of your life. If…
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After a recent relapse, I found myself at a crossroads—staring into the eyes of the one being who has never given up on me. In this moment of clarity, I realized the depth of my journey, the struggles that shaped me, and the strength I still have left. This is about fighting forward, step by step, with hope as my guide.
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I have a feeling I’m going to have difficulties sleeping tonight. I think I’m going to try my sleeping pill because I feel like I have too much energy. I’m typing this on my iPad again, but this time I’m using a Bluetooth keyboard. I wish I had a desk to work at. When I worked on desktops all the time, the thought of a laptop seemed nice. But, not that I can’t sit still because of RLS, a desk seems nice. It’s difficult to have a laptop in one’s lap all of the time. What I would like to…
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Overall, today was a pretty good day. Aside from the fact that we forgot to pay the rent. We’ll have to pay it on Monday. I was hoping to get more work done today, but I got a couple of hours in which I think is pretty good for a Saturday, especially for a Saturday like today. It was in the mid-70s and only partly cloudy. It was gorgeous out. There aren’t going to be many more of these days. As I’m typing this out, the sun is setting and I’m listening to my liked playlist on Spotify. There’s a…
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I napped today, so now I can’t sleep tonight. Overall, I think today was a good day. There was some fighting in the house, but it was resolved before everybody went to bed. The fighting was over a PlayStation cable. It all seems so arbitrary now. “A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.” Bernard Meltzer Bubba’s been much more active. For a while, he was pretty lethargic. I think it’s from the multiple tick-bites that he has. And the fleas. The flea bath has worked…
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I’m taking a lunch break from work right now. During this break, I’m sitting and drinking coffee with my friend, Amanda. We’re watching the news together. It’s important to stay up-to-date on the world news, certainly. But the amount of sensationalism is out of control. It’s difficult to describe just how much of the news is opinionated fluff. That’s not to mention the political bias that is built into it, taking the form of propaganda. The news is like a crazy soup mixture of bullshit. Utter bullshit. I’m debating whether or not to put a vulgar language warning on here.…
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From childhood experiences to personal struggles with various substances, this raw account explores the complex nature of addiction. The author shares five key insights gained from their journey, emphasizing the importance of compassion, honesty, and community in recovery.
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There was something that I wanted to post earlier, but I forgot by now. This is how it goes though, isn’t it? I find myself listening to Adele and drinking a few beers. I don’t know if this will be a short or a long post. I’m lost. And I don’t know how to get myself out. I’m in a situation I would not chose for myself but yet I find myself in. All I can think is how the proverbial “we” is not supposed to end sentences with prepositions. Why is that the most pertinent thing on my mind?…
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