Where Have I Been?
It’s been awhile since I checked in with my personal blog because I’ve been devoted to creating and updating a webzine for bipolars. I don’t want my blog associated with it because I have learned (thanks to Shawna the Super Cunt) that people will use anything they can against you and your loved ones when they feel so inclined and want to hurt you. I didn’t want all the drama to carry over to my webzine so I have been stealth around here. I also did not want the two associated because I have been painfully honest about people and events in my life and I want to keep it secret to an extent.
I have missed the catharsis usually accomplished by pouring out my feelings and getting shit out in the open through my writing. I struggled with the decision whether to make “Reflections of a Crazy Life” a private or subscription only blog to prevent it from causing more pain and turmoil in my real life. I chose against privatizing it because that would have violated my purpose for creating it in the first place. Besides, the worst has come to light and I’m still here to tell about it… “Sometimes you gotta say, ‘What the fuck!’”
February 2011 wasn’t as devastating as February 2010, but it had its fair share of commotion. There was the blizzard we Tulsans refer to as “Snowpocalypse 2011”; a small kitchen fire in my apartment; and a huge flood in my apartment which was caused by an upstairs neighbor going out-of-town and leaving the heat off. There were no tragedies though and the flood ended up being a blessing because I had renters’ insurance. My apartment management paid for me to stay in an awesome hotel for four days. It had an indoor pool and hot tub that made me forget all about the snowy world outside. The insurance paid for my ruined belongings and I had enough left over to move.
I got another raise and promotion in March and another raise in April. March 30th, Dudney and I became roomies again and got a huge 3 bedroom apartment close to my job. We’re gonna have our first party here May 7th to celebrate my birthday and our housewarming. The living room is our bar room, complete with a pool table and a huge balcony. The dining room is an office/game room. The smallest bedroom is the theater room. My room has a ginormous closet, a bathroom, and a balcony and there is another bathroom by the theater room. And then Dudney has a huge closet and his own bathroom too. We definitely moved up from the ghetto we lived in together before.
Jess is pregnant again. So I’m going to have my first white people way blood-related nephew. He’s due in July and I’m excited! I have lots of nieces and nephews Indian way and I love every one of them. Being an aunt has always brought me great joy and has literally saved my life a few times.
Sugarbear and I are still going strong, but we’re taking things slowly. We haven’t made our connection physical yet, but it’s gotten quite intimate. We’ve both learned from our past mistakes of rushing in. We like each other a lot and have so much in common; he often says we’re twins. I am known for pushing men out of my life within two months (usually when I get bored with the sex), but we’ve been going strong for almost five months now. We accept each other for our strengths, weaknesses, and flaws.
More things happened on the Shawna front last week and for my own sake I have decided to exile David permanently from my life, even after him and Shawna divorce. He’s a damn fool and the biggest fucking idiot I’ve ever known. She has made a total clown out of him and he’s too pussy-whipped to realize it. Too much has happened; he has forgiven too much terrible shit she did to me and his real family. I’ll always love him but he’s become as toxic as she is and I’m done. I no longer have a brother. He is as dead to me as my biological father.
I filed the lawsuit against Directv in January and my attorney is thirsting for their blood, so hopefully, that chapter of my life will also be closed soon. Overall, my life is very good right now.
On this day..
- New Pets - 2007
About BipolarChick (599 posts)
I’m a thirty-something bipolar woman, an advanced tech agent with a pay tv provider, tax preparer for a local charity, current Tulsa inhabitant, and I’m one credit shy of an Associate Degree in Liberal Arts. I’m working on recovery from self-injury and working toward stabilizing my bipolar symptoms. Recovery is very important to me. I’ve been mostly single the past few years and plagued by a seemingly never-ending series of jackasses, assholes, and married men. I have no children of my own, but I have lots of nieces and nephews I love to spoil.