(July 1, 2016 at 10:01 pm)Losty Wrote:(July 1, 2016 at 9:10 pm)The_Empress Wrote: I really have no clue. A week and a half ago, my mom and my sister staged an intervention of sorts, in which they told me I would be going to Florida to stay while my sick brain got better. My sister was tasked with donating, selling, and storing all of my stuff in CA in order to get the gnarly stress I had to go away. She also took my cat to a no-kill shelter, which I'm having a really hard time with, though I might be able to get her back when I can take care of her again. I'm healing my broken brain while everyone else takes care of me until I can take life again. I can't wait to get back home, but more than that, I really want to get better, which is progress in and of itself, since a week ago, I didn't even want to be anymore. I've finally gotten used to the increased dosage on my meds, too, which helps SO much.
You're coming down here soon, right? I imagine I'll probably be at least a few more weeks, if not a few more months... I'm in Leesburg- north of Orlando, and I have pretty good access to a vehicle, which is also an improvement from being at home.
I am so so happy for you. I didn't even realize things had gotten that bad for you. I'm so glad to you're getting the love and support you need from your family. And even happier to hear that you're on a path to getting well.
Thank you so much, love. I hope you get better soon, too. BIG hug.
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
