I’m so nervous about my job interview on Friday. Having a complete departure from reality, as I did from the months of May to the beginning of August, is terrifying. When I was at my peak, I didn’t think I’d ever find my way back.

Working at The Turtle Pit is so hard. Physically hard. The women who work there long term are made of iron. They’re amazing.

I need to get back to a less physically demanding job. I’m not as young as I once was. Turtle Pittin’ it wears me out.

And, I need a higher income.

I think I’m well-qualified for this job.

I think I’ve got my shit back together enough to do a really good job at it.

I just have to keep my head down and keep slogging, and be grateful to all of the people in my community who have supported me through this very difficult, scary time in my life.

And, also remember there are other jobs, if I don’t get it.

We’ve got this.

I’m also so grateful to have good insurance, to be back on the right meds, and to have found a primary care provider and therapist that I trust.

God, this has been hard.