Finished my semester with a 3.6 and an overall of 3.75, so that means I am still in the running for the 30% off of tuition at Rhode Island College and I actually made the Dean’s list this semester. I honestly don’t know how the hell I managed to achieve that, but I did and I will take it. What I do know is that if I don’t feel any better come this fall, I am going to drop the classes that I have scheduled, because I am not going through that again.
Decided to go in a crisis unit for a bit, by the suggestion of another, it was either that or it would have been a hospital. Seriously though, I am not sure what help it really did, but to have me make some sort of commitment that honestly I am not sure that I can keep, but as of today I guess I will.
Been taking meds now for ten days and seriously not finding it any different than before, except now I don’t have to worry about classes to try and get through. I know it is not suppose to be some kind of magical drug that would work overnight or anything, but shit, give me something for now!
Went to an Al-Anon meeting last night. Was not expecting anything special from that meeting. Well at least I finally got that first meeting jitters away for now. I will say, it is not at all what I expected at all. I suppose I will go again next week and see how it goes for a while, at least for now anyways. I did however like the John Prine reference that was made by a member which is pretty kewl.
My past therapist, who was at the crisis center, suggested that I have some structure this spring and summer and I know it was something I was worried about before I was this sick, but right now, I don’t think I can handle something like that. Each day that I am not home, all I keep on thinking is when will I be so I can lay down and just let the TV decide for me what to think, so I don’t have to. I am not liking at all what my mind is thinking at this time, and honestly I am not sure how much I can really handle of my thoughts.
Ok, time to look for a picture…
Ok this is a picture of my twenty pound cat named Pooh, that currently still resides at Denny’s apartment, because I don’t have the money to get his shots up to date and I need to be able to get him to a vet and pay for the deposit for him to stay here. Sometimes I think, if I had him here perhaps I might feel better and then in that same thought I wonder if I will be able to care for him in the way he expects to be cared for. Anyways, this shot was taken on the day I am home and I think it came out pretty well.