the past few months have been amazing and have reminded me of better days that I originally took for granted...
a few months ago, I had come to visit my sister and brother-in-law for thanksgiving. well, I had arrived a few days beforehand, so I stayed with them the week leading up to thanksgiving, and whatnot. I got to spend time with my nieces, whom I had only seen once or twice prior. I got to reconnect with my sister; things were pretty good. I don't know if I ever told anyone this, but the way I left them a few years ago... it was pretty bad. I had just up and left; when I knew that they needed rent. I just left. I didn't think I was being treated right, and I felt that I had been paying them too much. one week it would be this amount, the next, another. I wasn't liking it; so instead of talking to them about it I just left and moved in with a coworker.
as most, if not all, of you know, I have been struggling with some things the past few years. homelessness. alcoholism. fun shit like that. Last year my drinking really took a toll; I literally stayed at some motel in town for almost a week, living off my last paycheck at some temporary job I had gotten, and I stayed the entire time getting drunk as hell. then, when those days were up and the alcohol was gone, I was having withdrawal symptoms, which were like the worst thing ever.
anyway, when thanksgiving had passed, I was still with my sister and brother-in-law, and they had been talking; they liked that I was helping out around the house, they liked how I played with my nieces, and they agreed to let me stay with them, as long as I was actively looking for work, and was able to pay them rent; not two weeks after, I started a new job at a store right across the street from where we live at. I'm working in the deli, which primarily consists of helping customers, making salads and stuff for the cold case area, and what have you. I started there in December of last year, been there for just about 3 months, and I'm loving it. I've been helping out by paying rent and am saving money for myself; I'm looking to get my own place either by the end of summer, or the end of the year. whatever. I'm just so beyond grateful and thankful that I'm out of that mess I was in. I was homeless off and on for 4 years, and now it seems to be over; for good, hopefully.
I haven't been this happy in a while. I know I got somewhat of a reputation for my marijuana themed posts and whatnot. I don't wanna dwell on that; I just feel good and haven't felt like this in a long time. Step one, out of the mission. Step two, get a job. Step three; not entirely sure yet, but I need to get back to writing soon so maybe something in regards to that.