It's been quite a while since I used this platform. I actually forgot it even existed. A whole lot of stuff has happened since the last time I posted anything and I thought it might be fun to get back into blogging. My therapist wanted me to start writing but I can never get myself to pull out any of the numerous and beautiful journals I own (paper hoarder). So I guess, where to begin?
For one, I'm no longer in NY. I moved to MI almost 6 years ago to try and finish my vet tech degree. I moved for other reasons, such as to get away from my now ex-husband and to have my best friend near me. I still go home twice a year if possible, and one day I really do want to move back, but we'll see what happens I guess.
My soul dog, Athena, passed away almost a year ago after 17 amazing and journey filled years. I miss her every single day. She'd have been 18yrs old this coming Wednesday. In her absence are two absolutely insane cats. Sometimes I feel like each one embodies a little bit of her. Laszlo is a snuggler and a beggar, he's vocal and opinionated. Lilith is stubborn and independent and has grade-A side eye. I also live with Aech, who belongs to Kyle. She's your perfect example of a Staffy; food driven, lazy, almost too pure and wouldn't know how to be mean if her life literally depended on it.
I'm finally working in a vet clinic. I got certified to be an assistant. Both unfortunately and fortunately I never finished my degree. Covid hit right when I was trying to start my first semester. I made the choice to step back and wait to see how the pandemic affected everything, and while there I realized that I didn't want to go into that much debt. While I enjoy my job and was lucky enough to find a unicorn of a clinic (at least for now) it's starting to take a physical toll on me. I really hope to stay in vet med but maybe start looking for a more reception-based role.
I've gotten into hobbies that I started to lose interest in because of the mess I was constantly dealing with before the divorce. I've picked up reading again, though in the form of audiobooks. I've started to craft again, trying out new stuff like beading. I've started cooking and baking. I even keep up on my favorite video games when Nintendo graces me with something. I forgot how much stuff I used to love doing.
I finally took the step to start therapy and get on some anxiety medication. It's been an amazing help. While I still deal with messy depressy days and my anxiety isn't perfectly under control, I feel like I'm trying to make progress. It's wild what you realize you've gone through and how getting away from certain things can and will change your mental state. This blog will hopefully be one of my outlets where I can tell stories about the insane shit I go through at work and in my life in general.
I guess I'll end this with some pictures of the furry monsters and such as a bit of a photographic starting point. Enjoy-
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