It’s been a minute.
Reading back from my last post….
Still have my Master of Science in Library Science degree and still not doing jack shit with it! Thanks for fucking me over former employer!
After 5 years, 1.5 of that driving 1-1.5+ hours to and from work, I finally left and got a lesser paying job at the local library doing almost the same damn thing. Except I’m 5 minutes away from home, not seeing 100+ people a day, or running around doing 10 different things at once. Instead, I run a copy/fax machine and check books in/out. Plus, I’ve been doing some collection development assistance and updating bibliographic records. Doing more yet doing less.
Less stress. Less money spent on toll. Less gas money. Less wear and tear on my car. LESS STRESS.
Still going for my Master of Science in History but this semester I needed to make some changes. I ended up dropping the Historiography class that is a required class because I mentally can’t do that shit right now.
After my last post, I started seeing an Allergist who diagnosed me with a migraine disorder. He put me on Amitriptyline (which is actually an antidepressent/nerve medication) and I’d been doing great on that until about a little over a month or so. At first, I thought… well I’ve switching jobs, so let’s see how it goes when I get to the new job. Same issues. The meds stopped working and I’m still getting small headaches. But for the last week, my anxiety has skyrocketed and I had a breakdown. So I decided that I finally needed to make an appointment. We will find out what will happen the 21st.
The doctor that was overseeing my medication management for my bipolar/anxiety was suddenly dropped from being in-network. I have to find a new person to oversee my meds now. Friday, when I am off I will have to call a couple places but I think at this point it might go back to my PCP because I don’t want to get shrinked again at 33 years old. Plus, I probably wouldn’t be able to get in until next year to see an actual psychiatrist.
So I decided that during my mental breakdown, stress-reducing rampage that I need to not take a class that was going to require me to read a book a week, plus write 1000 word review, and work on a theory paper AND do my Gender Theory class work. I fucked up my financial aid and will probably owe the government some money (like I don’t owe them over 100k+ now anyway) and will probably lose future aid but that is okay. My mental health comes first. I think since I am working 28 hour a week now I will take one class a semester and get help from grandma. I’m already 12 of 36 credits into the degree so why stop now? I also really want to get the Women and Gender Studies minor/certificate with it.
Right now I just want my partner to come home and make me some food and then I want to go to bed.
Peace out people.