So if you didn’t know, I was recently thrust into the Manager position at the pool, so I am the main boss. The other manager up and quit with like a weeks notice, she didn’t even bother to tell me personally. It was a mess.
But I was promoted, with a dollar raise. This job is ending soon though. I’m working on making denver happen. this money will help. warped tour won’t wipe me out, I HOPE. but it is what it is.
Regan told me this morning how amazing I am at the pool. She told me she was glad that I was the manager, and that I am the most dedicated manager the pool has ever had, That I’m always there working off the clock to make it a better place (which I am). It meant a lot to me that she said those things.
Also I got a job interview with the company that I have dreamed of working for in denver. I’m stoked about it. They are really amazing and I want to be part of it.
Another thing I just found out is that because of my Fibromyalgia and my trouble holding an actual job in the winter months, The hospital forgave my balance completely. They were like, hey, you can’t pay this, we know. So now its gone, and they told me to get better. THANK YOU.
And my forbearance was granted again for my student loans, which makes my life so much easier. I have another year to get to a place where I can start paying them off.
The hospital staff did recommend that I apply for disability. I’m just scared to. It’s so invasive, and I feel like they wouldn’t believe me. Thats stupid to think, but no one else believes me? I keep my illness to myself anymore. People in town talk about it I guess, and some think I’m a fraud. It really hurts me. But I’m doing my best to do me. TREAT YO SELF. So I believe that I will start collecting the materials needed to apply for SSI. I’m scared. I don’t want to. I feel guilty doing it, because there are people with my condition that need it so much more, they are living on the street, or having no luck paying bills, or don’t have insurance. I feel really guilty accepting help.
On a happier note, I met a boy on the internet, we have been texting for about a month, we are going on a date when I am in Denver for Warped tour. I’M GOING ON A DATE. WITH A MAN. I’m pretty excited, he is a person I think that I could like a lot, but we will see how things happen. (of course I will be safe and cautious. I’m not going to let him pick me up or anything like that. I’m going to notify my friend nearby when I am safe, smart things) Although I haven’t told my parents about any of this with him, because it’s private…and I don’t want to get my hopes up so much this time.