Been a long time since I've been on here so here's a quick update;
I quit my job recently and I have nothing to go too. My partner is moving in though, I think. Well, he said he will, we spoke about it, not much is happening and I kinda feel alone.
I'm almost broke again because he's broke as shit and borrows money from me, I let him because I'm his girlfriend and I have his back.
Might study next year if I can even get in. Had a job interview not long ago but didn't get it because I'm not qualified.
Avoiding doctors because I don't want to pay over a $100, I still need to get my results for my blood tests I had a while ago but again, I'm avoiding that too. If it's important, they can call me. Probably low iron or some shit.
Had a call to make an appointment for counselling, decided not to call back (phone anxiety- fun!). Counselling was for my anxiety and depression that the doctor diagnosed me with, she gave me medication but I stopped after 2 weeks, only reason I took it was to get my partner off my back about it. I don't believe in medication, and it was exhausting taking it every morning. Not to mention that it made me angrier. I lied to the doctor and said it was helping, just so I could hurry up and get out of there.
I brought 3 giant alpaca's (fake but real wool) out of spite. Very limited edition and the one I wanted got sold, so I brought the other 3 so no one else could take them. Petty? Yes. Worth it? Also yes. I have no shame.
I've moved furniture around my room, looks nicer.
I've made a lot of bad decisions, and I think I fucked up. I don't know what to do, or where to start. I don't know what to do with myself.
If you require alcohol to have fun, then you have a problem
