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  • It's been a hard 5 months, but I think the end is finally in sight. I've given up on seeking help from the medical system, I've been in the ER begging for help multiple times and all I ever got was a medical certificate.

    Instead I'm working through my stuff one day at a time and relying on friends for help when I need it, it's hard but it's working. I'm having more and more good days, even if I'm still struggling.

    Here are some wins:

    • I'm 5 days sober
    • I'm somehow maintaining a sleep routine
    • I'm in love with songwriting more than ever
    • I'm on top of my to-do list
    • I'm cooking and eating well(ish)
    • I've started putting weight back on (I think)
  • It finally cooled off enough for the first time since June that i could get a single good nights sleep the other day. I slept in that morning with a window cracked open it was so comfy 🫠 naturally, some time next week has a forecast in the 90's again 😑

    I've got about a month before i am legit unemployed (context) and getting worried about that. I have done absolutely nothing with the time off I've had from this, aside from starting to exercise regularly, actually happy about that. I had a list of things i wanted to accomplish and that's the only thing i actually did. I didn't use my medical insurance to get some form of treatment for ADHD, or go to the doctor for the first time in a decade for a basic checkup, and i doubt i could even get an appointment before my insurance runs out at this point.

  • Did some more hoop-jumping in order to get approved for SRS. It was the urology department today, where they prodded and probed me a bit, then handed me one of the weirder documents I've ever collected. Essentially:

    ☑ Boobs
    ☑ Dick
    Everything is as expected.
    Signed,
    A Doctor.

    🤷🏼‍♀️

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