Life, Stress, and PrideFest

    Life is hard. Full of changes, both good and bad, and just hard in general. I finally got moved, which took longer than I had expected it would, but it's done. I don't have my own room yet because, well, the people in the house who have a truck to move the stuff out of the room that's going to be mine are lazy. They both get distracted or "busy" and it doesn't get done. Only one load has been taken out of that room, and there is so much that needs to be moved out of there before I can even begin to do the work that will lead to me having a room of my own.

    I've been really depressed lately. My best friend was in the hospital for a while, and then there was some drama with him. I feel like we're drifting apart and I hate it. I think part of me knows that I care too much about other people and never enough about myself. I spend all my energy taking care of other people, or at least trying to, and it never works out in my favor. I just want everyone around me to be happy, and I want to do everything I can to make sure that happens.

   In other news, today is PrideFest at the beautiful old Sloss Furnaces. Mya is performing tonight and I think we're actually going to go. It's free, and I am so excited. I also found out that the gay bar here in Birmingham, it's called The Quest, is a 24/7 dance club. How exciting is that?  I haven't gotten to go, but as soon as I do man, it's going to be amazing.

    Also, for those of you who are paying attention, I promise I am working on my 30 facts about myself. It's just really hard because I don't feel like I'm all that interesting and most of the things I can think of I'm either like, "They already know that," or, "They wouldn't want to know that." I feel like most of the facts I think of are kind of TMI for the average person. So as of right now I have, like, 6 things written down. But I swear I'm working on it, hope to have it done within the next day or so.

    As always, I love you guys, and thank you for checking out my page. It really means a lot to me to have people who pay attention and read my stuff. I wish I had more stuff to talk about besides just being depressed and not making any progress of any sort. But, thank you for sticking around even if that's all I have to talk about. Love you guys.

Update!

So, for those of you that don't know, I moved on January 1st. To a new apartment in a new town with some friends. I was living in a camper with no heat or hot water. As much as I enjoyed not being homeless, some days it felt like I was anyways. But now, I have an amazing living situation with amazing people who are really helping me learn how to be independent and take care of myself.

I miss my friends, and I miss Dave, but this is going to be really good for me, and in turn, good for him. Hopefully while I'm here learning to take care of myself, he can do the same where he is. When we put it together, we can actually be two functioning adults, wouldn't that be something?