It has been a rather tough year, 2013.
Well, to be honest, since February of 2009 it's all been a mess.
February my Dad was diagnosed with cancer. August he passed from this world. Two days later I started my driving course and was on my way to getting my license. On the third day after he passed, I started a brand new job. October was my birthday, the worst one of my life. Christmas came and 2010 rolled around, Mom and I started a new life 4000 miles away from home.
2010 was a year spent adjusting to living in a giant city that was totally alien in every aspect to us. It saw family fights, my brother being an ass, and my Mom meeting her boyfriend. A lot of alcoholism and three suicide attempts. It also saw the woman living downstairs in the basement starting a fire in the house due to anger at her boyfriend... If I hadn't come home from being so sick at work with lady issues...I would have lost the little bit I owned and been homeless with my Mom.
2011 was my worst suicide attempt, landing me in the hospital for suicide watch because my Mom panicked. It was a rough year, as her relationship with her boyfriend was picking up speed. I found him to be a douche from the moment I met him, but she was far too enamored. It caused a massive rift between us, and she cut me out of her life, despite still living under the same roof. Her partying and rebellious phase was pretty out of control, and I watched her falling to pieces. We went our separate ways in the spring, she moving into her apartment and I finding and moving into mine a month later.
2012 was a year of rehab for me. In December of 2011 I had an accident at work that has left me with permanent damage in both of my knees. I spent hours only almost a daily basis in physical therapy learning to walk normally and manage the pain. I wasn't given proper care by any doctor, otherwise I wouldn't still have something floating around inside my left knee. It was a hard year, and I was put in the hospital twice for what was diagnosed as a-typical migraines. I presented like I was having a mini stroke, and for a while that was what the doctors thought I had.
Turns out it was migraines triggered by all the stress from my job.
I changed jobs during the summer, and was looking forward to moving into a new apartment. Then I was scammed out of my very hard earned savings, and left to have to spend the next three months living with my Mom and her boyfriend, sleeping on her couch. I had nowhere to go and my belongings were in storage.
2013 has been a difficult year.
To start with, I moved home. I left my Mom across the country and started up brand new. Since I have came home, I have been hired, fired, and then hired on at a new job, amidst much personal controversy. It's been a dramatic shit show the entire time, and bills are barely getting paid. But they are still getting paid, damnit!
I finally have all my belongings from storage across the country. I start shaking and having a panic attack every time I even think of the name of the moving company. Enough said about that.
I am hoping that 2014 will be a little kinder to me and my family. All of my family. We have all fought so damn hard to hold on and just keep weathering the storms. I hope that 2014 will see us a little stronger, a little less wind blown, and maybe a little more sunshine for the soul.