2011 into 2012

Where to start? It’s really hard to write this post at the moment, considering that I’m in the middle of an Episode and all I really want to do is curl up and cry. Or other things that are not nearly as healthy, but I’ll try.

2011 was not the best of years. My relationship with Neil ended in March. I broke up with him, although of course I regret that. I’ve seen him twice in nearly two years, but my feelings for him haven’t changed. I don’t foresee them changing any time soon either. I still think of us as together. We both talk and text as though we are. And on the very rare occasions when he’s up to it, we meet as though we’re still together too. I’m not sure what’s going to happen. As long as he’s depressed, and we’re sixty miles apart, it’s not going to be easy. But for some stupid, stupid reason, I can’t give up.

The photography missions failed… you might have noticed. It’s hard to take pretty pictures when you’re living nocturnally and don’t have a high-end camera.

Project 200 is still going strong though. It’s no longer a one year project. When I made the decision to work harder on opening an Etsy store, me and my adjudicator (Cayden) agreed that it could become a two year project instead of a one year. I’d intended to get to 75 (which is half the number needed for minimum pass) by New Year, but that hasn’t happened, because I’ve been working on the store.

The weightloss failed. Miserably. I think I’m probably at least a stone or two heavier than I was this time last year. I managed to get into a cycle. I’d try and lose weight, put weight on, get depressed, binge eat, put weight on, get depressed… I was advised by a mental health professional to hold off on the weight loss until I had a better handle on the depression.

I got a little better with money. Sort of. I was just starting to get the hang of things, and pay my bills, and start to clear off my debts, and even save a little, when the stupid government decided it’d be a good idea to stop my benefits. They’re in the process of switching over everybody on Incapacity Benefit to an Employment Support Allowance thing. They sent me the form, I filled it in, sent it back. And they decided that I had zero of the fifteen required points to qualify for ESA. Which is soooo wrong. And they’d had no information from my doctor either. So I’m appealing. At some point in the next month or two I’ll have to go to a tribunal and hopefully they’ll give me my benefit back. For a few weeks I had no income whatsoever, and was unsure of my financial future, but they are paying me now. About two thirds of what I was on, so I’m struggling a bit. It’s all a big mess, but there’s nothing I can do about it until the tribunal.

My depression has wavered a lot this year. It’s been hard. I have a new kitten, Lexie:

And in the last few days I’ve managed to make a brand new friend – meaning that I now have three very close friends. I have about five other friends, all of them far away. I have hundreds of semi-friends on Ravelry who have sent me dozens of Christmas cards and lots of presents. But I’m so lonely. All the time. It doesn’t go away.

My family has had a hard year. My youngest sister is now living with her dad, after all kinds of mayhem. My middle sister is barely speaking to our Mum. Most of the time it feels like my entire family has fallen apart, but there’s nothing I can do to stop it, or to fix it.

I have lots of plans for 2012, but at the moment I’m struggling to see past how bad I feel at the moment. My sister is married and happy and they’re looking for a house; all three of my brothers have beautiful children; two of those brothers are in happy, committed relationships and one of them got married this year. And then there’s me. Living alone with my cats and no relationship. Feeling like a complete failure. My best friend in the world and I had a big falling out, and have a very tentative friendship at the moment. The love of my life is lost in a fog of his own depression and I don’t know when or if I’ll ever see him again. My financial situation is a complete mess, and I have no idea if that’ll get better or much more worse. I turn 30 in 2012, and I have absolutely nothing to show for my life.

Aargh! I hadn’t intended to get so miserable in this post. I’m going to go and get some food, then I’ll come back and write my plans for this shiny new year.

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Okay, so I’ve had some food (bacon, beans and fried egg – nice healthy start to the year) and I’ve made some pointless lists and sorted some things out, so I feel a bit better.

I do have some good plans for 2012. Aside from continuing and finishing Project 200, I’m opening an Etsy store! Finally. I’ve been making plans to do it for a couple of years, but I finally decided that New Year’s Day would be the opening day. I have a stock of products ready to go up, the store is all there waiting. We even have business cards!

Celeena Cree Creations!

Don’t expect too much: there’s nothing in there at the moment. But there will be by the end of the day.

I’m also raising money. I’m doing a Discworldathon to raise money for Alzheimer’s Research. I have the first book – Colour of Magic – sat right beside me. I’m going to read a bit in a minute. I’ve set my first fundraising target at £150, and I’ve already raised nearly a third of that. I have £7.25 on my Justgiving page. Here! And I have another £39.50 pledged.

My other plan for this year is 2012 Fantabulous Things. I have a couple of hundred things already, and I’ll add to them as I think of them, so keep an eye out for that.

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About Colette Horsburgh

A 30-something creator/baker/writer/doodler/crafter living with several (but not enough) scatty animals.
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