I've been silent here again. I went through a really good/strong time but lately I don't know what's going on with me. I quit my job a couple of weeks back in a really uncharacteristic way. It's funny because I thought to myself this morning, "I'll go blog. That always makes me feel better." But now that I'm trying to type this out, I find myself unwilling to put it into words. I guess there is more shame associated with this breakdown than usual. In some ways, I am maintaining rather well. I am still not drinking. Have not had a drink since August. On the other hand, I find myself suddenly quite incapable of coping with life. I've hit a point where I just cannot keep going. Thank Goddess for my friends that support me. I'm going to be moving in with my best friend within the next couple of weeks. It will definitely be good for both of us (mostly me though because I'm a goddamn wreck right now). But. I have to get rid of my cats because she has 3 dogs & 2 cats already so there's no way to integrate my 3 cats that are not socialized with dogs into the household. Even if it was just the two cats, it would put a lot of stress on the animals. I've never felt more like a failure in my adult life. I have overcome so much in the past decade. I am just worn down though. Completely fucking exhausted from holding it all up alone. I've had this apartment for 5 years now. My oldest cat is 8, the youngest 2.5. I've never quit a job so irresponsibly. It's like I'm losing everything that has identified me as an adult. I thought it would be easier without alcohol. It's definitely better than me being drunk while all of this is going on. My choices are certainly more thought out (except that quitting my job thing). It's just hard to explain what is going on with me because I am not sure. One of my friends asked if I'm having a midlife crisis. Maybe it's something like that. I don't know. No alcohol. No job. Soon no cats & no more place of my own. Everything is so strange. I'm just trying to survive though. |