akiva

Recovery

This is my first post in quite some time, and while I'm not promising to start updating every day, I will try to update at least once a wake, for all my fans out there.

I suffered a slight nervous breakdown a few weeks ago. I didn't leave my apartment for about a week, and eventually some concerned friends forced me to start seeing a counselor. I never realized how much my friends really care about me. Furthermore, I didn't realize how many friends I actually have. I have a much larger support network than I had ever realized, and that's a nice thing to know. I've been in counseling for the last few weeks now, and I feel much better. I don't wake up in the morning with a crushing sense of despair or failure. In talking with some of my acquaintances, I've come to find that many more people than I suspected have gone to therapy, some for quite a while. It automatically made me feel better to know that I'm not the only person who feels the way I feel.

I have a part time job with an advocacy group Clean Water Action. Basically, I walk door to door for a few hours and beg for money ans support. It's an honest living, although I must confess that I don't really give a shit about the environment. It's mostly just something to do that is slightly above minimum wage and doesn't involve fast food or cleaning up after someone else.

I also have a guinea pig. Her name is Bessilia. I named her after my grandmother.