This is one of those moments where I have to stop walking,
look around and decide if I am where I meant to end up.
Actually, I don’t need to look hard. I’m not there.
After my last post it’s actually embarrassing to write this,
but look where not writing has gotten me.
Oh wait, nobody knows that part.
Well…
Long story short, I got a new job, pregnant, sick,
hospitalized, and nearly broke from having to pay for meds and routine doctor
visits out of pocket. This particular
new job offers no insurance for your first 90 days. However, due to my salary, Medicaid offers no
insurance, either.
Top that off with my daughter being hours away with her
father until Spring, and no friends in my new town at all. Stress and generally feeling like I suck took
all my creative energy, and now Arissa
Writes looks like the apocalypse hit.
Oh, you’ve been paying attention? Hadn’t I mentioned I fell in love in my last
post? Well, that was months ago, wasn’t
it…and this is exactly where the end of this recap finds me.
Love or none, some things one just doesn’t do. I did two of them anyway. I left a place I knew and leapt toward
someone I didn’t, somewhere I wasn’t familiar.
Actually, three: I got pregnant,
too. Those kinds of things can’t be done
at the same time, or else you end up crying in your car, nauseous, worried
about coming home because there’s nothing for you there but aggravation. Sleeping in your car seems like a better
option than anything. Shame from poor
choices keeps you from reaching out to the few people you have saved to your
phone. And sheer exhaustion keeps you
from wanting to reach for some stable ground where the two of you can find
peace.
And then when other things hit you, like a financial crisis,
you’re about as ready to deal with it as a cracked levy before a storm.
I can’t do anything
about the medical bills that had to be incurred to save my life. Nor will I be angry that my daughter is not
here every day for me to kiss good night.
But I can do something about the no friends and this particular
place being in love has brought me. Or
rather, where I allowed it to take me.
So that is where my focus will be. I’m not the first one to be in this
situation, and do regret shaking my head at the women who came before me. Everyone has a different circumstance that lead them to where they stand right now, and I thought mine made sense. So did everyone else. What a way to fit in with the crowd…
Anyway, yeah, I feel a little crazy right now, and like I belong
in a straight jacket. That’s cool,
though. There’s only one direction you
can go when wearing one—straight—and that is exactly what I need to do anyway.