The last two months have been a complete whirlwind of life, and I’m in a brief breathing point, so I’m feeling maudlin and… well…
So, on Dec 31, I made a silly mistake and didn’t double check my phone when coming in from break. I hadn’t properly shut it off, and received a text message in the work area. This is a no-tolerance policy, and I was terminated as of Jan 2. I had been a supervisor for 3 years, and was in line to get a promotion as soon as one opened up. Dumb, and a loss for both them and me.
My unemployment claim was denied because I “knowingly violated a policy”
In late January, my grandmother had a major fall… she had a “cardiac event” and hit her back when falling, bruising several vertebrae. It took several hours for help to arrive. She was in the hospital for about 10 days.
In the midst of this, my ex finally filed for divorce (we separated in April, broke up for good in July; I’ve been asking him to file since then, since he has legal insurance at work, and we are on good terms. He’s… lazy.).
With the help of my mother and her sister, we decided the best course of action would be to put my house up for sale, and me to move in to my grandmother’s house (a 2.5 hour drive away from where I’m living now) while I figure out what’s going on with my life, figure out going back to school (I’m seriously considering going back for a Second-Degree Nursing), and moving my grandmother.
This weekend, several family members moved my grandmother’s stuff to her new Independent Living apartment, in anticipating of her getting released from the nursing/rehab facility she’s in now (she was released from the hospital on condition of 2-per-day sessions of physical therapy for her back, the nursing facility isn’t quite ready to release her home.).
So… life… wow… lots of life. Moving has a lot of anxiety to it, not so much the actual move (although there’s a lot with that), but moving away from several important friends in this area, people who I had plans to raise my future kids with, and people who’s kids I had planned on taking on their first camping trip. Figuring out what’s going on with my life is scary, and the divorce finally happening is terrifying. Not having a totally secure living situation is scary, and the idea of living with my dad is even scarier.
All that being said, though… I went to get checked for a sinus thing the other day, and my blood pressure is lower than it’s been in years. My depression feels… ok. Not perfect, but, ok. My unemployment appeal was last week and I haven’t gotten the word yet, but my former company didn’t appear at the hearing. And… I feel like there’s a light in the tunnel. I don’t quite know how to get there yet, but… it’s there, somewhere.
So… This is a transparent plea for some internet hugs. Life is so… ugh, life right now, and I need some reassurance from some folks who have been there that it gets better.