First, I thought AmeriCorps VISTA might be my ticket to the islands. But it ended up being a fully-benefited position with the county!
Second, I did not move here from the place I thought I would: Portland, Oregon.
In April, the world at large as well as personally was up in the air. I felt wholly ungrounded, which has happened in the past. But this time, I knew my resources well and I called them in. I stayed vigilant about my medication, started a new hobby (cross-stitching), did (a little) online shopping, and reached out to family and friends for help. However, my anxiety continued to grow until I asked myself: Why continue to struggle in Fairbanks when I could go home, see my parents and brother, live in a stable place and spend time with Otzi and the other fur babies? I made the decision to go home and recharge. I am so happy I did. It’s a big deal for me to want to go home. I can’t remember ever wanting to go home that badly.
It absolutely was the recharge I needed.