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Carah had the baby around 1:40pm today. She went into labor around 7am. They named him Tyler Robert Owen Steele. He was 7.7lbs and 19 inches long. So far I’ve only seen pictures because I had to work today, but he’s adorable. He has a full head of dark black hair. Hopefully, I’ll get to see him Tueday since I have to work again tomorrow… damn 10 hour shifts dominate almost my whole day.
All aspects of my life are going fabulous; quite a change from the constant turmoil of the past several years. My career is progressing well, my home life is satisfying, I have great friends and family (with a few exceptions), things have heated up in the romantic arena, and the EEOC is finally getting the ball rolling with the complaint I filed against Directv.
It has taken some getting used to, but I am accepting the good things as they come. I am genuinely happy, and it is a huge relief to know it’s not the fake happiness of a manic or hypomanic episode. I have found stability, on my own.
With a little help from my favorite herb I have clawed my way back from the depths of the black hole of depression, which wasn’t an easy task by far, but it has made me even stronger and I am proud of myself. Of course my life isn’t perfect, but nothing ever is in reality.
My birthday was Sunday, May 3rd, but I had the party Saturday night. I had a great time. However, two people that I care about didn’t attend – David (my brother) and Zane. Zane had to work the overnight shift, so I understood and it wasn’t a big deal. I knew he’d make it up to me later. My brother wasn’t informed of the event or invited. I didn’t invite him for a couple reasons: we haven’t spoken since February and he would have brought the lazy, lying, manipulative, spiteful bitch/cunt he married and I don’t want her toxic ass anywhere near me. I kept it small because I have more fun with people I am comfortable around. The attendees were Tori, Dudney, Jess, Dan, Andy, Lisa, Tim, Dena, Matt, and Jeremy. Around 3am a most unlikely and unexpected person showed up… Nick.
Andy and Jeremy were the first ones to arrive. They were pretty early and called it the VIP party. We started drinking Absinthe and Jager bombs after we broke in Andy’s new dual vaporizer. We were pretty damned buzzed by the time everyone else starting showing up. They caught up pretty quick. We were playing the Godfather on PS2 when Dan arrived. Then we moved on to Guitar Hero World Tour. Andy tried to sing, Dan showed off his expert guitar skills, and Jeremy and I took turns playing bass and guitar. No one was coordinated enough to try the drums.
Lisa and Tim came after the Blues Traveler concert and they had the most catching up to do. Everyone was shitfaced by the time they got here. Lisa made me drink more with her, so I drank the most out of everyone. Andy ended up passing out on the loveseat and Jeremy prayed to the porcelain god a few times. I held my liquor very well, didn’t get pissed off at anyone, didn’t relapse and cut, and didn’t puke. Go me!
Dudney was drunker than everyone and blacked out. I don’t know if he started texting Nick or if Nick texted him first, but he asked me if I knew where to get some bud for Nick. I hadn’t spoken to Nick since the whole Tamara fiasco last autumn. I had no intention of doing him any favors and told Dudney no. Shortly thereafter he came back into my room and handed me his phone. It was Nick.
Yesterday was my grandpa’s 71st birthday. Some of the family got together to celebrate it last night after I got off work. We had a nighttime winter cookout complete with a bottle of Crown Royal, marijuana, and a birthday cake. Our family has never really been conventional. No one got intoxicated; we just had a couple shots and hits with Pawpa to celebrate his birthday.
Those of us who bothered to show up (my uncles – Don and Brad, my Great-Aunt Nita, cousin Brad Jr, Brad’s girlfriend, Granny, and of course – Pawpa) ate, laughed, joked, talked, and had a good time together. A few of the no-shows had a good excuse: Tori, Owen, Carah, Kailyn, and Chase were sick and Ed had to work. Dena and her kids (Jacob, Taylor, and Tristan) didn’t go because Dena found out about it too late; she figured we would postpone it until this weekend and celebrate her birthday the same time. Everyone else ditched for either shitty or unknown reasons.
Whew! That was a lot of shit!
Self-injury session went too far and I had to get 27 stitches (New Year’s Day)
I stopped self-injuring for 6 months and then had several relapses
I had a breakdown at work.
I checked myself into a psychiatric hospital due to suicidal urges
I began the long journey to recovery
I started this blog
Tori almost died by suicide
I allowed myself to start crying
I cried four times
My brother left the Aryan Brotherhood
My mom lost her job and I had to support her
My mom’s car was stolen on my birthday
Some of my special belongings were ruined on my birthday due to a roof leak
Erick and I forgave each other face to face so to speak
Erick and I became online friends with benefits
Erick got divorced
Nick and I reconciled
Nick and I broke up
Nick went to prison
Jonathan stalked me
A friend was diagnosed with a terminal illness and was given less than a year to live
The ice storm from hell almost destroyed my house and hometown
My brother got to meet our niece for the first time
I had more episodes than I can remember
I had to take off work for several months due to the episodes
I filed a complaint against Directv for discrimination
I won the right to sue Directv from the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission
I added 11 notches to my bedpost and revisited sexcapades with several former lovers
Tyler and his girlfriend was ran over twice and killed
My uncle was almost sent to prison
I became a member of a private sex club
I had my first foursome
J.R got married
J.R got an annulment
Dena let her kids meet their half-brother/2nd cousin
Dena forgave her cousin for getting pregnant by her husband
Jess went wild after leaving Gerald
Tori started having threesomes
Carah had 2 miscarriages
Carah is pregnant again
McKayla started walking, cutting teeth, and talking
McKayla had her first birthday
Jess got busted by the police having sex in her car
Joe got out of rehab
Ally almost died from a drug overdose
Felicia was diagnosed as bipolar
I learned a lot about myself and began addressing major issues from my life
I almost allowed myself to fall in love again
I was off work for several months due to hospitalization and a ton of therapy and groups