Oh, fuck.

I had some good times this year, but it's been tainted by loss, and by my father's decline, and my own health issues. But I did finally land a permanent job, and I got a new dog, and a kitchen. And I started singing with a community chorus. I can't do the math on all that, though.

I received a box of goodies from Greater Good today! Chocolate covered expresso beans, Brownie mix, a chocolate bar, and a ring. So cool and so nice on a day when I can't breath due to this darned cold. I'm assuming this is from my Santa. Thank you muchly!!! I will wait until I can actually taste things again before I taste the noms.

This was a year with more than its fair share of grieving for me, with both one of my closest cousins and ita passing away. But overall it's been a good year for me—I seem to be in a good place depression-wise, got out more to visit with friends and travel, have work under control, got a substantial raise, am enjoying my pets much more, and my parents seem to be in pretty good health for their ages.

This thread title is amazing and heartbreaking.

And yet this year has been...kind of awesome for me personally, mostly for my writing career.

Well, my grandfather died, but besides that.

I feel weird being all "2015 was GREAT" right now so I'll wait to do a thing.

Oh ita

It's been a year, hasn't it?

Damn. Perfect but damn.

I am not ready to do a full recounting of my year, and some of it I probably won't say here, but it was certainly a big year.

Aww.

Please don't hesitate to share the awesome and wonderful events of 2015. We need the balance and it lifts my spirits to hear of my loved ones successes.

2015 was a stressful year. I didn't used to be a person that felt or acknowledged stress. My friends teased me for being so cheery when the world around me was falling apart. I didn't see how it helped anything to be miserable on top of all the rest. The last couple years I have lost touch with that perpetual positive side of my nature and I have felt the stresses and losses to a much more pronounced degree. I'm working on compartmentalizing them again.

2015 left me in a worry and stressed out mode on business and family fronts. But at this point I am ready to put the worry and stress and other purposeless emotions aside again. I'll do what I can do to resolve issues and difficulties, and let go the things I have no control over.

I don't like to resolve, but my focus is on making better choices. Driving the beach instead of the highway. Walking away from my desk for a few minutes to watch the sunset. Maybe even eating at the table instead of the desk, but that might be a stretch.

So more dimples and less grinding of teeth in the new year.

So this year...which is more than just 2015 sucking, the end of 2014 sucked too. I had a tooth removed, I had a horrible flare up of painful bladder syndrome. I missed a lot of work.

I then got sick. Really really sick with viruses, and simultaneous ear infections and sinus infection and another virus, or possibly the same. And a post viral cough that was bad enough to get tested for pertussis. Which I didn't have.

I missed a lot of work. A LOT.

My relationship was ending.

I took a leave from work. Ended my relationship of 7 years. Tried to work on my anxiety and accept a diagnosis of PTSD due to chidlhood medical trauma and bullying instead of (or possibly in addition to bipolar disorder). I tried to go back to work. I had an anxiety attack bad enough to land me in the hospital.

I was in therapy a lot. I managed some times only 4 hours of work a week but then I got up to 12. And I hurt my knee. I was extremely isolated. I decided to move to NC where my family is centered. That was it's own stress.

I quit my job instead of trying to transfer. My short term disability has been screwed up since day one and I'm still waiting to find out if they'll pay me for June 1 to September 30. Maybe, maybe not. I don't know.

But I learned some things about myself. I'm closer to people and interacting with them more (which is hard). My finances are a mess and I need a car and I'm 42 and instead of being an upbeat year it's one where I've felt beat down over and over.

My goal for December is find a therapist. Find a shrink and figure out when or if or how I can start working. Right now I'm not sure what's going to happen.

The bright spots are: lots of hugs from my nephew. And becasue of some of the things I've learned about myself I've found a group ..maybe..to socialize with here in NC. Maybe.

Also lots of hugs from my nephew.

A new start in a new place with support. It sounds good to me, asyke. Hugs also a very good thing.