My God, how you guys do it? Live and breathe and make it I mean. My bank card was recently hacked. I already got my new card, and reimbursement for half the amount I lost. I don't know why only half. I guess I could blow energy trying for the 40 bucks that I'm supposedly guaranteed, but I really need that time and energy to freeze my credit and stuff because my insurance company was also recently hacked. And what energy and time I have left needs to go to finish collecting/arranging all the papers to get back the few thousand dollars my other insurance has so far refused to reimburse me. It's just..I don't...shit like this makes me want to die.
In better news, Sasha learned how to air up a car tire, and also the rabbit poo is decomposing nicely. I'm otherwise flabbergasted. It definitely feels like I'm starting to live more lately, but with returning more to life always come an almost equal amount of...uh...life to deal with I guess. So with three months of [I can't believe I'm saying this again] literally the longest and most migraines I've ever had all together, predictably comes the worst and most difficult recovery. And all the reading suggests I should be at a rehab facility in Germany doing biofeedback for a month. *shrugs* But what can you do?
I played my violin the other day though, for about five minutes. Well, ten if you include tuning. Never would have guessed that my own kids would be impressed. It should be normal for them, they should be annoyed even! I taught violin until about a week before I gave birth to Emily. Sasha wants me to teach her. [string of VERY offensive expletives and gibberish about energy, migraines, and "the system"]
There must be a practical way to navigate the darkest valley, or rather to start seeing the light again without dropping in pain and exhaustion. Being photo sensitive due to chronic migraine makes it extra tricky, especially when you drop your shades in the toilet. No big, that's what soap is for right? Wash the toilet water off the shades, apply them to your face, and head to the market. I suppose any amount of 'fall back and re-group' still counts as fight as long as you don't leave the shades floating in the toilet. That's a big deal in a house with one bathroom.
So, now to process: food, hacked information, potentially hacked information, information between hacked entity and jacked entity, and don't get any more migraines readygo! But maybe a shower first, just in case any residual toilet water is clogging my pores.
