Tag Archives: money

Is The Depression Gone Yet?

So, I don’t want to jinx myself, but the depression seems to be wearing off. I worked 1 day in the past week. Start small. That’s what counts. I’m lucky enough to have disability to fall back on.

Xena is so much better. I think her cough is gone 99%, so that’s good. She’s much happier, and playing now.

I would like to get one of Dave Ramsey’s books. I’m feeling so inspired right now. I signed up for college again, and FAFSA.

I think i’m MOSTLY back to myself. Thank God! But 🤞🏽!

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

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The Dave Ramsey Program

After looking at numerous instagram pages, and hearing a recommendation from my sister, I’ve decided to try the Dave Ramsey, debt-free, baby step program.

I obviously would be starting on baby step 1. Which is to save up 1k for an emergency fund.

I’ve started it of somewhat so-so. As you can see below:

I’ve received $10 from Instacart’s retroactive payment, due to lawsuits against them for low pay and taking tips. I also cashed out $20 dollars from my iBotta account. My first ever cash out from them.

We will see how all this goes.

(www.daveramsey.com for more info)

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In other news, My Love is feeling better. Somewhat. He had pneumonia, and has bust his eardrum. As of right now, everything is ok, but he can’t hear out of one of his ears, (or hearing is partial).

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

Hypomania Or Depression

Not sure if hypomanic or just have a lot of ideas…

Yea, that’s pretty much what’s on my mind right now. I stayed up all day and part of the night searching for jobs. I barely slept. Then woke up at 3AM back to money making ideas.

This poses a problem.

I seem to have the flight of ideas similar to hypomania, but the energy of it is fading quickly. So yea, i’m not sure, but I have a lot of ideas. Of course, if there is a lack of energy, then there is no will to implement any of these ideas. And i’m back to square one. Wow! Couldn’t be worse!

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

I Think I’ve Cracked The Money Making Code

So, I started Instacart about a week and a half ago. I don’t get many orders (or batches), because my area is too new (and Instacart needs to be publicized more here).

Although, I thought all day today about jobs just like Instacart, and how to make money alternatively, compared to a typical clock in, clock out job.

So I did a little research, and WOW, what a find. I found all these services and gigs you can do for money, on your own schedule and own time.

So there I am, face to face with these opportunities. I couldn’t pass them up!

Today I signed up to be a dog walker on Rover, delivering fast food, and also delivering packages with Amazon. On top of Instacart, that’s four EXTRA side gigs where I can be my own boss!

2019 will be an amazing year with earning extra income alongside my disability check, and pumping me up for the job world.

Here I come!

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

(I apologize for the upsurge of “money making” posts. I’m not advertising and I’m not promoting. This is simply me being excited about opportunities. You are welcome to take as you please)

First Full Week Doing Instacart (Update)

So the week is over for last week.

Only received 1 order in my zone all week (well, 2, but the second order was canceled due to app issues).

It actually is fun doing it. It’s like a game, since it tests your speed grocery shopping.

The app goes off 30 minutes before your shift starts. Then once your shift starts it’s actively looking for orders. You’re basically on-call the whole shift.

I think I will stick with this for awhile and see how the next couple of weeks go before I check in again about it. So wish me luck with getting orders. I just found out yesterday that my zone is new, which is why I haven’t been getting many just yet.

The great thing is, I can do this to supplement the income I have, and it’s a great job to start out with if you have a disability (physical or mental), and you want to start slow or keep a slightly slower pace. (Bonus points if you are already a fast worker to begin with).

Thanks for reading! And until next time!

The Fact Of The Matter Is…

within every person with schizophrenia is a different person. we are all different.

also i dont buy into the fact the people with schizophrenia arent depressed. maybe not clinical and so bad to needing ECT. but this is such a lonely disorder. i refuse to say disease. i need hours upon hours of alone time. but to be alone for so many years is a different thing. i actually handled it well minus the psychosis for 4 years. idk whats differnt abut this year. maybe that my neighbor died. and it has me questioning life and the purpose of it. but this and last year have been the worst years of my life.

2008 was bad. but its like 2008 when i was almost homeless is like hitting me now i think because i didnt realize the impact money has until i got on disability last year. and now im on food stamps. who knows how long ill have all that too. i fear ill lose any at any review time.

i may not be a leper in my eyes but im another poverty statistic. another mentally ill poverty statistic. the kinda person sociologists report on in the news and articles online and how we need to help these people. but help never comes around. its all talk. and we are all stuck in the same place with money woes and mentally ill minds and loneliness and other health issues and other issues. well yea who wouldnt be depressed.

in 2007 when i was 16 i was for sure id be a film student at a top texas university mingling with very few people but at the near top envied with my creative visions. never a nobody on disability and food stamps. not a single soul known in my mind. my dad taking care of me. and a racked up number of police records and hospital stays. #1 member at club meds. in the top 5 at a least. everything turned to hell in prodromal symptoms in 2008 and a full blown psychotic episode that same year when i was borderline homeless. and every year of my life since then too. and it only gets worse. the symptoms. my life situation. the environment. etc.

dont tell me to not give up. ive given up already. dont give me that bullsh_t about trying harder or giving it time or how the meds will work it evenly out. now all i can think about is how to live minute by minute on these meds with still symptoms vying for my attention. talking to my voices alone and in public. and fearing what i know is real. dont tell me its not. because it is.

im alone in this and always will be. question is how can i NOT kill myself over that fact.

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