I had to call the crisis line again to talk to someone because I’ve come too far to get sick again, over this part of my life.
I am trying on the daily to remain calm, hopeful and diligent in moving forward.
I am not afraid of the work to get through this.
At least I asked for the help.
I am proud of myself for that, even though it hasn’t changed my situation.
I’m grateful for my journey, because basically even though I’m scared shitless by my current housing situation right now,
I’m not scared of life.
I’m going to keep going. Keeping the faith.
I’ll get there some day.