Finally gonna be starting the process for a back to work program. I’m super excited and happy.
Sure, the extra money will help incredibly but I’m looking forward to finally being around people. Especially will eventually get to get rid of my “petty for one” ticket.

Finally having my first place helping me get through a lot issues. Especially having the feeling of safety and having the necessary to get through physical daily living.

But the challenges of living alone starts to creep in. I’m looking forward to getting back into the workforce mainly because I won’t be alone. At that, I’ll have people who will need me and even check in on me.

Sure, it’ll be very superficial and mostly based on if I’ll be able to get to work. Yet my point still stands.

Just the thought of not being the only one who puts in the effort to stay in contact with people sounds amazing. Especially during the times I take social media breaks.

It makes me so frustrated how unless I reach out first nobody would contact me. Sure, I understand that I’m not the center of other people’s lives, and they have their own personal lives. But it still hurts.

I try my hardest to be understanding to other people’s situation, but I sometimes wish someone would take the first step. And it’s been like this my whole life.

For goodness sake, if I didn’t have to go to school or leave my room for anything, I would be invisible to my own family. Like I could have gone through something* and nobody would have known until days later.

I have always been the one to keep communications with past partners when in the relationship. If I didn’t say anything about my daily with an allergic reaction or showcasing I was online, nobody would have even noticed if I was missing.

So, just the idea of going back to work gives me some comfort. The mere thought that I’ll constantly have to report to someone and they would contact me if needed, just sounds so amazing.

I try my hardest not to be bitter or jealous of those who have partners and/or close friends that constantly stay in contact. But sometimes it’s difficult. Especially when the depressi*n starts kicking in.