Phew, trying to collect my thoughts here. I just got back from an AA meeting tonight. My house is a disaster and Mr. Softie, the cat, is staying with my dad atm, he's safe and healthy. I decided to not go to the sober house. Rent was insane for my area and the only house with a bed was run like a cult, seriously, it was super weird and like nothing I had ever seen from AA before.
Real quick, the place I stayed 3 months at was a dump and really shitty. The clinical director was a terf and a master at gaslighting people. He'd literally call you a piece of shit and a moron if you disagreed with him. It was all around bad. I would have left if it wasn't for the counseling I was getting from my therapist. She was fantastic, very empathetic and kind. Her and I did very intensive grief and trauma counseling over mom and my childhood. I feel like I came out ahead.
The plan for the immediate future is to go back to work and save up. I have a big choice I need to make. Either I move out and rent a place, or I sink money into my home and inherit from my dad. Big choices for sure.
If anyone sees @AncomCosmonaut please let him know that I'm sorry for being such a shit head and I'd like to talk.
I'll be around to answer questions, it's good to be back my fellow liberals!
Oh shoot, good to see you're back man! Glad you came out ahead with your counselor's help :rat-salute-2:
Hey Maurice! Yeah my counselor was an angel and really helped me.
Hell yeah, good to hear it. Glad your cat's alright, too
Mr. Softie lost some weight which is good, because he was getting overweight but otherwise he's good, just a bit skiddish of me.
Aw, poor guy, but he'll get used to you again
Yeah, once I get the house situated I'll ease him back up here.