Thirty (one), flirty, and thriving
Wow. Has it really been 8 years? I can’t believe this is back. I literally just came across this by pure chance. I’m a little speechless.
8 years ago, I was dating Chris, I had 2 kids, I think I was still in community college.. a lot has changed.
So I’m 31 now. Chris and I are still together – going on 10 years this August. It will come as a shock to no one that we never got married. We have 4 kids. Everett And Wallace joined the club. We moved, but we’re still in the same city for now. The kids are now 12, 9, 3, and almost 6 months.
I finished community college .. And then my 4 year.. And then my masters. I did internships, and I was a clinical trainee for years, and now I’m fully independently licensed. I have 8 letters after my name. I am a literal therapist now. I work at a nonprofit and my specialty is treating kids with trauma. Who would have seen that coming? Not me. And wouldn’t you know it, I am still living paycheck to paycheck 😂 I like my job some days. I had the best mentor I could have ever asked for, Susan. She left the company but we worked together for 5 years. She taught me so many things, God she’s a brilliant human being. I miss her at work. I have a few friends at work, but we seem to be going through a big shift in employees so I’m feeling pretty alone. Especially because of the pandemic I work from home mostly now.
In the 8 years, we bought a car, we took the kids to Disney, I switched jobs a few times. I live in the nicest house I’ve ever lived in. By most counts, I’m doing more than just fine.
Both of my grandma’s died in 2018. That was really hard. I spoke at one of their funerals – nobody else would. I became closer with my grandpa, but I still feel guilty from time to time that I didn’t call or text enough. I think of my maternal grandma often. She was often more like a parent than my parents. I really wish she could have met Wally. She did get to meet Everett, albeit not in the best of circumstances.
With all that being said, I am struggling lately. I don’t want to kill myself, I’m not harming myself, I am just .. so sad. And honestly, I feel like rightfully so. I was thinking about how this website used to help me so much when I was younger, and I was longing for a connection, an emotional release of some sort. I am so thankful this is back. This feels like the universe giving me a win.
Welcome back. I was also a part of this original community back in 2001 when I was in college. I rediscovered that OD came back a couple years ago and it was completely surreal to see my words from so long ago. I ended up closing that door and starting a whole new diary.
I just went through some mental health struggles myself. I’m now in a much better place and writing was one of the tools that helped a lot. I love this community of writers also. Most of them are pure gold. <3
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Welcome back! I think many of us are feeling the same way because of the virus and the way it’s made us isolate, or at least, change the way we interact with others.
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