In the past few months I think I've had one of the most unnecessarily stressful summers I could've imagined. A good chunk of that was money related due to the fact I was working about 8 to 10 less hours a week and not making any commission, thus leaving me with less than 800 a month to live on since May. That compounded with the stress of trying to (and thankfully succeeding) get one of the last 6 spots in an Ophthalmic Dispensing program along with a major has done a number on my psyche. I've withdrawn from just about everything, cut social contact, flat out refused to talk to people because I couldn't work up the energy. Really, just all those wonderful depression type symptoms.

But! Things are looking up. Classes start on Tuesday here and it's actually a program I care about. I'm pretty sure I've said this before but I'll tell you right now I'm not sure I actually knew what that word meant. I've realized what I actually want to do with my life beyond just getting by. After spending well over a year working with sunglasses, I don't think I've ever felt more comfortable in a work environment, especially when someone hands me a frame to work with. The next logical step for me was to follow my parent's footsteps and start the path to becoming an optician.

In any case though, if I've suddenly stopped talking to anyone starting from about May, I plan on fixing that. Just hoping someone will hold me to that.