Wow, I feel like I was in a time warp. I thought I was only gone from here for like, a week or two, but now I'm wondering?? LOL
Anyways, I'm doing okay. I've completely given up on school. I feel great about it too. I shouldn't have pushed myself into it in the first place. It just took me a few months to realize that. I have to find a job by January in order to feed kids and pay rent. I don't really care if I work at Wal-Mart or what. I feel settled about this decision.
Life with my kids is interesting. My eldest was and is a complete mess. Oh my god. Everything you could think of is screwed up. He had no underwear or socks. His paper route is messed up to the hilt (and guess who is trying to sort that mess out?) He has no understanding of being a kid. His school work is in the crapper ( I have to sort that out too.) Has no I.D. (his dad lost it all.) so I can't even take the kid to the doc's. He was living without heat, no food in the house, did all the cleaning, cooking, took care of two younger brothers, house filled (and I mean filled as in I have never seen anything like it in my life) with garbage, dog crapping in the house, dead animals in the house etc... It's shock for him to come here. He can not even remember the last time an adult did his laundry!! Saying my kid is screwed up is an understatement!!! On top of this, I have to deal with his dumb ass dad (who is responsible for this mess) and keeps sending this *person* that I hate to take my kid for stupid things that get handled here. I'm starting to get pissed off. However, I am handling it well. I'm trying to ease my kid into structure (so as not to completely shock the hell out of him) and I'm working on each issue as they come up. And by god, there's a ton of them. My youngest is doing great. He's floating on air, having his brother in the house. Amazingly, no fights between the two yet. LOL (that yet is a big yet...) His therapist is no more. He was moved to a supervisor position and the waiting list for a new one is two years. They are only handling suicide cases now. (not enough funding like the rest of Canada) However, this seems to be pointless anyways. The therapist even told me that I know more than him and he considers me an expert on PTSD! He told me that I've done more for him, than he could or any other therapist and to keep up the good work. It was a nice compliment, but holy. My therapist is clueless. Has no idea what to do with me. Ohhh Anthony you are going to love this. He feels that working on my anxiety, spacing out, etc.. would be unhealthy since that is how I cope. LOL, doesn't leave much to work on does it??? Neverless, I like the guy. He shoots straight. Took me awhile to warm up to him. I am , finally, getting referreed to a pysch doc. (could be over a year wait though, suprise, suprise) although the doc is only for diagnosis purposes. He will not work with trauma patients. Gotta love the boonies eh?
Anyways, I got soooo lost in this post didn't I? Sorry. I am doing much better despite all this craziness. I've started to walk down the block and back. (first time since June) although I haven't worked up to walking my dog yet. I still haven't got the nerve to go for coffee or to a friends, but that is an improvement!! Ohhh, did I mention I was fired from my job because of being sick?? LOL, don't care I'll find another one. I am cheerful anyways!!
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