Closer to Home

Over coffee, I’d mentioned that I hadn’t posted to my blog in months. I was worried about offending some folks who might read it. Well, I’m over it now.

Here goes: I landed a spot to live after six grueling months of on-again, off-again situations that aren’t worth going into. I am with two roommates;  each of other worlds.

My roommates are kind beings, sort of aliens to me, as I am not so sloppy and don’t touch what I didn’t purchase. It’s taken me some time to adjust to say the least. I still have mini meltdowns. Perhaps it’s my nature to explode from time to time. I’m making peace with the uniqueness that is me.

Two things: I am on a regimen of psych meds built for a superhuman.  I am excited about the way they’re working. The other is I’ve got the correct insurance to be covered by in order to receive what I consider excellent psych services.

I get to attend group therapy four times per week and I see an individual therapist weekly. All is needed to deal with the circumstances of life, to be certain, and the fucking shit I carry from childhood trauma.

I still attend the meeting for writers on Tuesdays and have begun reading a book on Nonviolent Communication. I practice mindfulness on a consistent basis. In April, I will join the church I’ve been attending the past few months, as it feeds me like no other.

I am not sure if I am happy with the fact that I am on my own, but it was a necessity. Becoming independent, setting boundaries and practicing Self care are all new to me. I must be making it because my chronic suicidality is kept at bay .

I am wondering what feeling at home feels like to most. It’s much more than four walls and off-street parking. The joy and blessing of having my Tommy Boy by my side; my forever friend and confidant. Having a church family, being accepted as trans there, can’t be beat.

All in all, I am more content than I ever imagined I’d be, moving forward and doing my best to not live in the past. That is good. Life overall is good.

 

 

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About sam davies

I write under the pseudonym, Sam Davies.
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8 Responses to Closer to Home

  1. Keep having faith. We’ve got you. P.S. Glad to see you are writing and posting again.

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  2. Sherry Milke says:

    So glad you are posting again. I’m happy to hear about all the services you’re getting. And it sounds like the living arrangement is working as well. It’s all very positive.

    I’m also glad the church is a good fit for you, but of course we miss you at Thomas Paine. Wishing you nothing but the best, Sherry

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  3. sam davies says:

    Thank you, Sherry. You always are so kind in many ways. Thomas Paine will not be forgotten, as you all are my first church family. Blessings to you, friend.

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  4. contoveros says:

    Life is good overall.

    So is this kick-ass blog post.

    Good to see you writing it again. Now I might just get the incentive to get back to my own scribblings.

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  5. sam davies says:

    Go for it, MJ! It soothes the soul. Thanks for your support, Buddy!

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  6. janitorqueer says:

    good to hear from you again!

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