Just noticed that I'm posting about monthly and that today is a year since I registered. It doesn't seem like it's been that long. lol Even when I'm not trying to keep things even it happens. I wonder if that's the ocd working behind the scenes? Like, am I subconsciously posting once a month? Now that I noticed it's going to become a thing though. Cuz that's how we roll.
There have been a lot of physical problems lately. Trying to get them taken care of, but it's hard because it's so much and so overwhelming. There's not a lot of support or help right now. A couple very close friends are trying, but most of the people I know have some sort of chaos going on in their lives. The smaller ones are in a bit of a panic and I keep trying to soothe them and let them know that it's nothing they did wrong and that we're not being punished or attacked. It's hard for them to understand, they just know that we're in pain mainly.
Money, as always, sucks. Still no car because every time I get some money stashed away either husband spends it or one of us does. Usually on very inappropriate things, too. People keep asking about it and it's hard to answer because it's embarrassing and because there will be lectures if people find out. Mostly I just want to be left alone, but others here don't, and it wouldn't matter anyway since it's not an option.
Not been in a great place in general. About a month out from a cutting relapse, and struggling not to do it again. There is something going on between Pru and hubby, but I'm not sure what. Whatever it is, it's tense and stressful. I am bored out of my mind because we've been laid up for a couple weeks here. (Nothing major, and healing fine) I'm feeling the old "I'd like to be a hermit living in a hut in the mountains" thing again.