Terrible.
I relapsed pretty bad, smashed everything in my kitchen and left town for a month. Like, i shouldn't go into detail about it lol. Non one got hurt tho. Sold and threw away almost everything. Was homeless for most of it, occasion garbage hotel. I had a lil job that let me sleep there. But I mostly slept outside. Worked and hiked and had like a spiritual awakening and shyt.
My name still on the lease so I came back. Got a job, and interviewing for a second. And I still got plenty of comedy gigs. She works and is in school. So I'm just kinda here. We dont see each other too much. We're "together" but it's really just proximity making it that way. So unless I fall in love with someone, I'm just going thru the motions.
But again, I guess I found myself in a lot of ways so I'm just biding my time and saving. I have friends in another state that have a room so I'm exiting after Christmas. Got work out there, too. So I'm just saving up to make a move that I was going to before, with way more clarity. I got friends here that I can crash with, but I don't wanna lean on them until I absolutely have to. So like, maybe a few weeks before I leave town, I might hit them up, just so there's no last minute tension.