As an adult time flies even when you're not having having fun. I was going to tell you about my new job (well it's not new now, it's been 9 months.) I got one soon after returning from the my psychiatric evaluation (I actually had to get together some references while in there, which I did manage.) The job is ok- the company is nice, and has a better culture then my last one. The money is also, surprisingly decent- they really undervalued me at my last job. I met an old friend- Eugenia from summer camp- we sometimes go to lunch together. Didn't really make new friends though.

So the job- software development, as always - has had it's ups and downs. I was first sent to work on C++ services, which I don't know much about, so with that in mind I was managing quite well. I then got assigned to complete a port of a C++ service to C# (I didn't have to port anything, but I did have to fix/add what wasn't working) that was surprisingly fun. Now I'm in a big C# project where I'm part of a team and I keep feeling (probably correctly) like I'm the least important part of said team, plus I don't even always have something to do. This depresses me.

Looney Tunes

It's been over a year now. Things might be better now then they were before, or they might be the same. So I lost that job. I want to say that I wasn't a good culture fit, but honestly that's not why- I just didn't put in the effort needed. So they waited until I went on vacation and fired me (well, for legal reasons they let me go by mutual agreement.) I got another job, though, so don't worry about your past self.

Getting fired freed me up to do something uncommon- I got sent to the loony bin for evaluation. Voulantary evaluation. That was not a fun month: the problem with loony bins isn't how they feed you (which in terms of hospital food is quite well) or how they treat you (like children) but that there is just nothing at all to do there. I was blessed by having a netbook with me so I could at least binge watch some shows, but it still gets to you. Also, me being a soft introvert, other people (who needed my internet to break their own boredom) bothered me. In short 1 star out of 5, would not do again.

The good news is that they did evaluate me, and prescribed some kind of medication. I don't always feel better, but people said I was so there might be something to this therapy yet.