Sooo...

It uh sure has been a while since I last posted
and I am reeeeeaaaally sorry about that one
Life got .... bad

Issues at my job

My job was okay for a while...despite being written up for my disclosed medical issues...

I went back after fully healing from slicing my hand open (lets just leave out the part wherein I was cleared to work before it fully healed and it started to split back open)
Things were okay, the women I worked with were generally nice to me and I was doing my job well.

That is, until, the grown ass woman I worked with decided to be really mean to me, and the one person I considered a friend was complicit in those actions.

I vented to said friend about it and she didnt wanna take sides, she said that x is just like that sometimes and blah blah blah. I thought on that reply for a while, and it really hurt me.

Friends stand up for each other, they dont let other people treat you like trash. So I broke off that friendship. I dont wanna keep people around who dont have my best interest at heart, especially when they have also been treated like shit by that same person.

Anywayy.....I kept working but things kinda became tense. I figured that would happen, but it still sucked. I got closer to another girl there, we still chat and are neighbors cuz shes dating the guy who got us the job, so its neat

ANYWAY

At this point, I have been having more frequent flare-ups, and my husband has been encouraging me to put myself first and at the very least get the FMLA paperwork done. But I cant do it yet cuz you gotta be working for a year before they accept it...and like, okay cool but my chronic illness aint gonna just stop being chronic for a year yknow??? 

I digress. He has also been encouraging me to maybe just quit, and he will get a better job. A different guy at work tells my husband that the VA is hiring and basically gets my husband straight onto HRs desk (spoiler, that ends up falling thru but we will get there)

One day, as my husband and I are going to work, our neighbor calls and is like "hey dont let kenzu come into work today. I cant explain right now, but I will cover the pto"
And I am like, say lesssss, and I go home

My husband and I do a lot of speculation as to why this happened. Allegedly, Ex-friend was talking about throwing hands with someone, likely me. And that tracks for her. Theres also general speculation that smth else bad was gonna happen. Eventually, my husband gets it out of our neighbor that he was "saving someones job" and like. Mad vague but okay.

I dont work that day....or the next day...and eventually, I look at my husband and say that I dont wanna go back. That I am done. 

He's cool with it. Says he will let bossman know. 

Quitting my job

So, at this point, I am unemployed. Which was mad scary at first for a few reasons

My last relationship (of 6 years) ended because I 

1. Didnt want kids

2. Couldnt get a job

And like. The job thing was a point of major contention in the relationship. So it left a pretty big emotional scar behind, making the idea of allowing my husband to be the main source of income terrifying for me. But I had to trust him. If he said it would be okay, I had to believe that. So I did.

Bossman said he needed a resignation letter.

SAY. LESS.

So I proceed to write the most scathing resignation letter. I note that my resignation was totally preventable, that I reported misconduct from my fellow associates many times and got no results. That our singular HR lady was so bad at her job that we had to get her personal number to deal with the nightmare that was me slicing my hand open. 

I lay it all out, print it, and have my husband take it in. (at this point, her still works for this company but is also aggressively looking for work)

I get a text from neighbor-friend that the two women who were causing problems were suddenly being total kiss-asses. Like, asking if she needed help etc

(quick backstory: Neighbor-friend [gonna call her NF] used to work in the cooler with me, but when I was gone from my injury, the bitch coworkers bullied her so much that she asked to move out to work in dry. So yknow. she had it pretty bad.)

Obv NF is really offput by this, but she knows I lit their asses on fire in that resignation letter.

I do end up showing NF and her BF the letter, which they both enthusiastically approved of. Lemme just say, if there's one thing I am good at, it's a strongly worded letter :3

Present Day

So where does that leave me now?

I am glad you asked!!! 

Now, I stream! Like, A LOT!

You can find me over on my streamziez! most days around 2pm EST!

I also am open for commission work! I do a lot of furry art and have a ton of fun doing it!

I am also making so much more art lately. Having the time and space to be creative has had a major impact on my mental health.

Similarly, my physical health is great. I still get the occasional flare-up, but that is gonna happen sometimes. It's part of having a chronic illness.

Also!! My husband landed a job making 20/hr in a kitchen and quit the shit job. The past 2 weeks, he has been home, taking time to decompress and get ready to start his new job. 

Unfortunately, the VA job never got back in touch with him, but that doesnt matter much, because he is gonna be making more money, doing a job he loves to do. Ever since we met at our first shared job, he has been wanting to go back to working in a kitchen, and now he can!

I know this is a long and late update, but if you made it this far, thank you <3

I am working on fixing my profile, which seems to have completely broken, hence being set to black rn. It's gonna be a long process, as I am uploading my collection of web assets to my secondary tumblr account so that I can guarantee the links never die on me.