I have a stable job, finally. I've give through what seems like every possibly company to get where I am.
I'm bipolar/manic depressive, but everyday I deal with it, it gets a bit easier.
A thousand failed relationships later, I'm single, and I don't mind it. I was never one for dating, anyway.
I'm going to be going back to school in a few months. What a change. I guess I grew weary of being idle. One science major and two transfers later, I'll be a zoologist.
I miss Jack. He really was the only reason I ever got on Diaryland, anyway. I wish there was a way to contact him.
I'm volunteering in two foster/adoption groups for small animals. It's my passion.
I look and act much different then I used to. I guess I learned from my fucked-up past, because it has definitely made me plan for my future.
I no longer binge, purge, cut, carve, or abuse myself in anyway. That's a plus.
I'm making the best of what I have, and saving for what I don't. I hold no expectations.
I am not looking for love, or a relationship, even, but unexpected things have happened before. If it does find me, I will be cautious and a bit callous, there's no need to get hurt while searching for acceptance and understanding.
I have two kittens, now, that I love like my own children. They're about 9 months old, and siblings. How could any other animal be so exquisite?
My sister and I are talking of moving away from our father, as he's driving us mad. That's something to really look forward to. I'm glad Caitlyne and I get along so well now. It's just one of those things that you have to grow into, I'd suppose.
Furthermore, things are looking up. I was in a world of trouble when I got recent medical bills, but I ran into a streak of luck and I only have to pay a tiny portion or it due to my income. It was such a relief to hear that.
I wish everyday for better health. If my ears would stop bothering me, my elbow would heal correctly without needing another surgery, if I wasn't allergic to nearly every food group, and if I wasn't always in some kind of pain, then my life would feel much more complete. I'm getting there, though, surgery by surgery. I'll be there eventually.