Things I don't like to post about

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Allan Gardens


People sometimes comment about how my wonderful life encourages them. It surprises me, because life feels like a narrow path between joy and disaster.

My credit card debt edged dangerously high over the holidays. Now that I'm driving my parents' leased car and don't need a credit card (in order to rent a car and visit my daughters), perhaps I should reconsider debt counselling. For now I can make the payments, and I'll have enough money for monthly rent and groceries, but not much else.

My work at Two Rivers Neighbourhood Group is appreciated, in fact they want me to work more hours. That's building my confidence, and hopefully will help me seek paid employment before long.

I've been taking mirtazapine since June 2004 to treat depression and anxiety, and it's helping, although my sleep cycle has become wonky again lately. In other good news, the community mental health support groups, cancelled in September, have resumed. I'll participate in a cognitive therapy group beginning next Thursday.

I have a penchant for seeing beauty, and certainly that trait has helped me survive. This, combined with certain good things like the love I wrote about yesterday, keeps me believing things will improve.