Getting back in touch

Hi Readers,


Sorry to have been absent for so long, but a lot things have happened since the last time I posted. At the time, I was working a gas station job but the manager was becoming increasingly hostile towards me. That caused me to have lots of anxiety for the job and there was a lot of drama going on there too. Then on Easter Sunday, my family lost our camper to an electrical fire. We lost everything in it including our cats. I know that I posted this on my Facebook page, but I finally worked up the courage to post here. One thing that is causing me to worry me right now is the fact that my fiancé went back into the camper to save the cats and got hurt in the process. It didn’t get told to me until now when it’s been a full year since he fell at his last job and got a concussion. He’s now struggling with his back due to his sciatic nerve on top of his head and I have to take care of him so he doesn’t strain himself and become paralyzed. Along with his injuries, he’s struggling mentally because the things that he’s been through within the last few months brought back up him losing his best friend in 2014. And not only that, we moved here to be close to his family but some of them seem to think that he doesn’t have any issues but they haven’t been in the family long enough to understand that my fiancé was taught to push through the pain by family. He was taught to not trust anyone who is a doctor or a mental health professional because it’s just in his head or that the Bible can fix it. The Bible is not a bandaid for deep cuts. His family did help a little bit but this last bit is where that help fell off. 

In order to keep myself from rambling, I’ll sign off and thanks for listening.


-Liz

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