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So we finally got to let the cats upstairs today. (We’ve been keeping them in the basement and temporarily in the garage while the basement is being worked on because my mom is scared that she might react to them.) Before then, I would try to spend as much time with them as possible in the basement, but it wasn’t easy because it’s usually a little colder down there, and it’s hard to find decent back support. I usually would end up lying on the tiled floor or rest my head on a cat bed.

Anyway, we finally got to let them upstairs after not seeing them at all for years and then having a hard time seeing them for several more years. It seems like we’re going to work on permanently allowing them upstairs now, which is extremely hard to believe. It feels like something bad has to happen. I think there’s a pretty hard chance of that honestly. But I’m not going to let any more cats be taken away if they don’t need to be. I’ll do better this time.

Pictures of them exploring upstairs to come (hopefully)!

Originally posted on Tumblr.
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It's the day after Thanksgiving. Although it started off with hope and positive thoughts (I can't wait to go downstairs and eat more food!!!), my mood went downhill quickly. I think it has something to do with the sun going down soon after I wake up, which is odd because I've always been a fan of nighttime and never cared for the sun. I get sunburns way too easily and have a hard time seeing during the day, even if it's not particularly sunny.

It's hard to remember much, but I do remember visiting the cats because I took and edited some pictures of them. Maybe I should do that more often.
An orange-and-white short-haired cat's face. His face is slightly angled to the side, and he's looking into the distance.Closeup of a short-haired orange-and-white cat's face, which is angled to the right. He's staring into the distance, and bright sunlight is shining off his nose.
I ended up being in a pretty... uh... difficult situation. I lied down in order to hurt less and was planning to go through emails on my iPad. That is not what ended up happening. Rocket instantly decided that my hair would make a nice bed, and Toby sat on my stomach. He kneaded it and tried to balance for a bit before deciding to lie down. And that's when I knew I was stuck. 

When I finally forced my way out of that situation, I did some other things, including the wellness test on 7 Cups. (Can't really remember the rest.) I also got myself some more leftovers and coffee... or maybe I did some of that before visiting the cats. Obviously, I've been a bit zoned out today. Speaking of being zoned out, my boyfriend, who is celebrating his second day of Thanksgiving at his aunt's house, texted me about how I attended her Thanksgiving event last year.

Last year. 

Pretty sure we were talking about this a few days ago, but I don't think that it occurring a full year ago sunk in until now. I think part of my mind was still thinking that I went to his aunt's house several months ago... but no. It's been a year--a year that has gone by in the time period of a few months. I don't even know what I've done over the past year. It's like I'm stuck in a trance, and I'm either uncontrollably skipping through time or fast forwarding through life. I'm stuck in a daze. 

And one of my biggest fears is reaching the end of my life without having done much of anything. 
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Day #29: What has helped you cope with the stress of this lifestyle?

I'll list a few things that come to mind. 

-My cats. They've always given me a reason to keep going, and they're really good at comforting me. It's also nice that they'll come to visit me when I'm lying down when I don't have people who can/will. 

-My partner. I've never been as comfortable around anyone else. He knows me really well, and we've been through some tough times together I didn't think we'd make it through. He's stuck around when he probably should have left. Several years later, he's still with me and understands the whole chronic illness thing surprisingly well. 

-My mom. We usually don't get along too well, and things can be chaotic between us, but she lives with many of the same illnesses. I learn a lot from her, and she plans a lot of my appointments for me because I can't get myself to talk to people. This lifestyle would've been much harder without her.

-Coffee. It seems to help with my pain and therefore makes me more functional.

-Online communities. Knowing others who also live with chronic illness can be comforting and can help me have lower expectations of myself. 

-Food that's easy to get and eat. Do I really have to explain this one?


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