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beansideThere's a lot of things fucked up in the world. Racism is alive and well, it's brought its little brother and sister isms with it.
Still, I'm thankful for a lot this year. My beautiful wife, who finally had the courage to step back and cut her abusive family off. I'm so fucking proud of her.
My family, though they have their issues. My mom had a cardiac arrest a few weeks ago. She's still here, still fighting. It's scary as hell, but better than the alternative.
My friends. I'm lucky to have a few really close friends, the sisters of my heart. Also a wider ring who I might not talk with every day, but who are always in my heart, and I know when we see each other/talk online it'll be like time never passed at all.
My mental health is in a better place than it's been in a while. The bipolar meds are going strong, and while there are ups and downs, I know I'm better than I was.
My words. Some days, they trickle. Some days they flood. They come though, and I can't say how glad I am about that. I thank MCU and the Russo brother's for the Hoyay that kicked them loose.
You all. Every last person I talk to, or follow, or read online. You mean the world. I'd be long dead and buried if not for you.
Still, I'm thankful for a lot this year. My beautiful wife, who finally had the courage to step back and cut her abusive family off. I'm so fucking proud of her.
My family, though they have their issues. My mom had a cardiac arrest a few weeks ago. She's still here, still fighting. It's scary as hell, but better than the alternative.
My friends. I'm lucky to have a few really close friends, the sisters of my heart. Also a wider ring who I might not talk with every day, but who are always in my heart, and I know when we see each other/talk online it'll be like time never passed at all.
My mental health is in a better place than it's been in a while. The bipolar meds are going strong, and while there are ups and downs, I know I'm better than I was.
My words. Some days, they trickle. Some days they flood. They come though, and I can't say how glad I am about that. I thank MCU and the Russo brother's for the Hoyay that kicked them loose.
You all. Every last person I talk to, or follow, or read online. You mean the world. I'd be long dead and buried if not for you.
