New, and exciting? Depressing? Things afoot.
I need the support of my family to feel better and be more stable. So I’m moving from Chicago-land to Dallas area (where they currently live) to live with my brother and parents (who also live with him).
It’s rather sudden. I’ll be in IL for two weeks to see doctors and friends and to pack. My mom is coming with me, and my cat is returning with us. Now that will be an adventure!
Then two weeks later my brother will fly up and drive the moving truck and car trailer down to Texas. Before April I’ll be settled and a resident of Texas. ((((Ew, not a fan))))
A lot of friends will be involved in the moving. Thank you!!
And I will miss dearly all my friends and my mental health care team. It hurts.
It hurts too that I’m giving up my independence for my health, which, while probably the best decision, puts two strong values opposing one another.
I will probably move into my own apartment within six months about a mile away. I hope that physical closeness will provide support and independence.
So much is happening so quickly. My psychiatrist gave me haldol instead of Ativan to help with anxiety. It’s working. I’m in so much grief over losing relationships that just are not going to survive the physical distance. Don’t let it happen again.