It's still hard to believe my cat isn't here. I no longer have her there to greet me as I walk through the door. It's weird in my own house with her gone.
In other news, I saw a new pdoc on Friday, he decided to keep everything the same which is fine by me. I talked to the lady working on my disability case as well and she says I have a few months left before a decision would be made. My anxiety skyrocketed. I can't expect my mom to move in here and just absorb all of my past due bills. So I sucked it up and applied for a couple of retail jobs. I have no choice even though my brain has been on vacation for weeks now.
I would like to add that my mom has been extremely supportive through all of this. If it weren't for her, I don't know how would even be able to cope with with a mess of a life I exist in right now