I'm Back, Night Owls!

Good Afternoon, Night Owls!

Guess what? Destiny is back! I recently deleted my blog that I was consistently using, and I wasn't sure that I was going to start a new blog. Since I am paying a good sum of money to have my own website, I may as well use my website for more than just posting a few of my favorite photos. I should be doing more with what I have. I mean, why not? I have a platform, and I am paying for it, so why not use it?

Today, I am attending my very first day of my very first Peerpocalypse conference. I had just been ZOOM'd out of my last conference meeting called "Winning Human Rights in Mental Health:Campaign Action Team Support!" I was actually speaking to an incredible activist and founder of an organization called the Aciu! Institute, LLC. The revolutionary leader is David W. Oaks. I was star-struck by all of the incredible work he has done for the peer support and peer wellness community. Some people become tongue-tied around movie stars and famous musicians, I get tongue-tied around prominent leaders and academics.

I was deeply saddened when I was kicked out of the meeting. We were in these break-out groups when I was able to get my chance to speak with David Oaks. He was in the middle of a sentence when the break-out group suddenly timed out and then ZOOM kicked me out completely. I miss in-person conversations. I am sure, if you are reading this, you all know why the Peerpocalypse conference had to go virtual this year. You don't? Are you sure. No, I am just teasing. The threat of the infamous Coronavirus, Novel Coronavirus, and/or COVID-19. Which ever title that you give this virus, it is still the virus that is continuing to dramatically effect the way us humans live and interact.

If anyone is reading this, I pray that you are doing so from the safety and distance of somewhere that only brings you joy. Me? I am typing this post out in the Lady Cave. I am currently surrounded by my loved ones. Chester (cat) is in my Lady Cave with me. James (cat) and Precious (cat) are in my bedroom, sleeping on the bed. Evan is in his office, working his regular work day. For those of you who doesn't know, or even care, Evan is my husband. However, Evan and I are not what you would call a "traditional married couple". Evan, first and foremost, is my best friend. Evan and I have been together since 2007, and we decided to get married in 2012. We aren't traditional in the sense because we aren't a monogamous couple. Ugh, labels. I never felt comfortable with the thought of "belonging to someone else". I belong to no one. Well, that isn't entirely true. I belong to my animals.

Also, if I did find myself "belonging" to another human...this human would have to be pretty freaking unbelievable. It is nice, though, to know that Evan is the human that I can actually rely on. I haven't been able to say that about the majority of the people in my life. I hope that Evan knows that he can always rely on me because I will always be there for him.

I would love to connect with some other humans, and this was a goal before the world changed from the Coronavirus. The last person that I tried to make a connection with basically rejected my offer of friendship. I have been continuing to struggle with this incident, and this happened most recent incident occurred back in March. I wish that I was one of those types of people who could easily obtain friendships, but that was a trait that never developed. In retrospect, I really should try harder to connect with people that I am not attracted to on a physical or emotional level. That was not the case the last time. I was deeply physically and emotionally attracted to this last person. I still am.

Anyway, I will try and update when I have some free time. I am working on making self-care more of a priority in my life. For example, I worked the last seven days straight. I clocked out from work, this morning, and then started day one of Peerpocalypse. I work the NOC shift, which means that I am at work from 11:00 PM - 07:00 AM. Yes, which means, I haven't yet slept. I would not call that responsible self-care. Yes, I am freaking exhausted right now. I am definitely proud of myself for staying awake this long.