So, big things are happening. I’m not sure how they’ll work out, but they are certainly happening. For one, Calla is finally home. I’m not sure what is going to happen as a result, but I’m glad that she’s back from treatment. She’s been through a lot, and whatever she is thinking or feeling, I’m willing to be there for her. Even if it means she has no interest in a romantic relationship, I still want to be her friend, because the more I get to know her, the cooler she becomes. This seems to happen with all my friends, really, but with her especially.
Also, I put in my application to get training to become a Certified Peer Specialist. It sounds like a good job for the type of things I’m interested in; after talking it over with the doctor who runs the stepdown I was in, she told me that apparently, what a CPS does is this: when someone goes into a hospital for mental reasons, a CPS goes in to meet with them – essentially, helping them to deal with things, especially if they start freaking out over what it means to be in a psych hospital. I’d be helping people to deal with their time in the hospital, letting them know that they aren’t alone, and that there is help for them – both in and out of the hospital. I’d also be helping them once they get out, to find support groups, to build a support system, and find treatment that works for them. It sounds like something that would be really helpful – I wonder if someone like that would have been helpful for me the first time I went into the psych hospital.
Now, both of those things are pretty wide open; I don’t really know what will happen. I have yet to get a chance to really talk to Calla about what our relationship status will be since she got out, and so I don’t really know what’s going to happen with us. Along the same lines, my application for the Certified Peer Specialist training just went in, and I don’t even know if I’ll be accepted to training, let alone like it enough to go after a job in the field. So the next few days, or weeks, will be interesting. And that doesn’t even count the fact that my mother is asking me for help on a grant proposal to help add some elements of gaming (like the stuff Jane McGonigal talks about in TED Talks and her book Reality is Broken) to her classroom. So it’s going to be an interesting time.
Hopefully, though, not interesting in the sense of the Chinese curse.
PS: This is getting posted late (or early, I guess) because I thought I hit the publish button earlier, but I woke up early/late, wandered over to my computer, and found it still up. I’m now going back to sleep.