Tbh it's been bad.
My partner got a job in Seattle, which has been the plan. I am from there and we have been wanting to move back. I was hoping to keep my job when I moved there as it's fully remote, although pretty California specific. Before I went on my 2 week trip, I was told, yes I could keep my job. I was so thrilled. Kept thinking about how excited I was to finally be moving back after all these years.
First day back from the trip. Oh oops, nevermind, I don't get to keep it. So now I'm in a position of, find a new job as fast as possible or else I'm stuck down here by myself for who knows how long. And I feel like I can't even do anything to start this process, as I am still waiting for the surgeon I'm seeing for bottom surgery to call me and schedule. It's been a month since insurance approved the procedure, but crickets from the clinic. Idk how I can really apply for jobs when my surgery could come at any time and postpone me starting the job. And it's on my current works insurance so....
On top of it all, dysphoria is at an all time high. Misgendering has never been fun for me, but I've often been able to shrug it off. During my trip I was getting misgendered like 30-50 times a day. It wore me out so much. Just a general feeling of fuck recently.
Oh and I just got covid.
Unfun times