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Cool, got into a minor accident this morning. My fault, but honestly not that much damage once I cleaned off the scrape, mostly a dent on front side panel. Already went through the hoops of insurance claim so everything is straight with reporting it, repairs scheduled, etc.
So overall, not horrible. But feel like absolute stupid dumbass shit. Had to lay in bed so wouldn’t SH because hated myself so much. See T later today at least….already have to deal with nightmare shit and now this.
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Got a helix piercing today. And kitty is making himself at home. Can’t believe it’s almost two months since his gotcha day.
Mood is all over the place. More nightmares, but not as bad as last week’s. Pretty much decided not to tell mother about uncle, at least as of now. Doubt I’ll change my mind, but for now, not going through with it. The repercussions outweigh any benefit. And don’t see a point either…idk.
Cool, 7am and was trying not to cry on the subway....today is going to be rough. An intern training this morning, already gave A the heads up I will likely be out of it.
Things are shit, but at least there is a new Evanescence album out today 🙌
Applied for a job at a non-profit hospital system just outside the city (and can still get there by the subway thankfully), which I heard good things about their social justice work. It's essentially what I'm doing now at [clinic], but in a manager position. Little more data driven than what I'm used to, but doable and they asked for a social work degree. Hoping it's not filled already and I can get an interview at the least.
Pausing the apt hunting for now to focus on jobs. Still have a pretty low, hopeless mood and can't bring myself to do anything. And hate the stupid holiday means double Zoom with T this week. But, this week also means only two more days working at St. P's...so happy to be done with that position.
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Feel so fucking hopeless and defeated. Continuously looking for a job, absolutely nothing that isn't entry level/hourly/don't need a bachelor's or senior director level/need 10+ years managerial experience. Continuously looking for an apartment, places get snatched up within 24 hours of my inquiry.
I had a tour scheduled for tomorrow and received an email this morning that it's off market following an application yesterday afternoon. Jesus fuck I hate the rental market in the city. You are forced to sign a lease almost on the spot because things get snatched up so fast. Hell, I had to do that with my current apt and that was 14 years ago. It's even worse now.
Ideation is through the roof. Not sleeping. Digestive issues galore. Can't concentrate/focus on anything, including work. Withdrawing/avoiding...not like anyone is available anyway. Feel like there is no point in anything.
First night sleeping in my bed after almost three weeks of being on the couch. Dreams about uncle. Mother was throwing a graduation party when I come home to kitty having a seizure. Running around to get him to the animal hospital when mother gets irritated for ruining the party. I walk into the room to tell her when I run into my uncle. Instant fear washes over me. And I even had the thought...you are supposed to be dead. Woke up by that point.
Found out today that my apartment management company sold out to a known city slumlord company. Less than four days since graduating. Completely panic that I have to find an another apartment by August (when my current lease is up). After 14 years in the same apt. Meanwhile, I am finishing at St. P's in two weeks and was planning to take the summer to find another post-grad job while still working part-time at clinic through August. So now I feel panic to solidify a full-time position as soon as possible to know where I should move (somewhere within the city, but each part has significant rent differences on top of public transit differences).
Pretty much immediately went to spiked SH urges and ideation. See, this is what happens. Any good in your life? No, you can't have that. You can't trust that. Get shoved right back down to where you belong. And fucking hate myself that I immediately jump to SH and ideation as coping. Even though I logically know it has to do with parts being triggered and reacting to the dysregulation and feeling trapped.
Why. Why can't I have just a smidgen of good feeling. For more than a few days. Pretty much been drinking all evening. Not ruling out SH yet. Tired. Tired of this cycle.
Officially an MSW!!! Ceremony was ridiculously long despite only being the school of social work graduation. Overall, it went well and really enjoyed my time when my good friend and his partner visited. Parents were fairly okay. Kitty was an absolute menace and kept me up most nights, but he's still cute.
Multiple people praised my presence in class, that my contributions and communication skills are next level. Also got asked if I would consider a PhD. Got the same feedback during undergrad and theology grad. Yet, still struggle to absorb it.
