How I got here

Saturday, Oct. 15, 2022

Well, my name is Anya and I'm recovering from a traumatic brain injury that was received on October 23, 2021. It was after work at Fogo de Chão, and I was going to Reign, a night club in Uptown with two friends from work. That's something I feel like I won't ever get the chance to do again. I didn't get to do it that night either because I was run over by the guy whose name I shouldn't say, who ran a red light and was speeding and didn't even have a license. I don't really know what else to say here, but this is theoretically going to be a blog about my life. I'm not quite sure where to start.

So after the accident I lost my roommate and all three of my jobs, and my license. I literally feel like I've lost everything. After the accident I moved into this oddly expensive place called the Gibson, which was paid for by my GoFundMe. I wasn't in great shape in the Gibson, but at the time I was slightly less depressed than I am now because then I thought that if I could get back to working at Fogo I would be happy again. I didn't realize at the time that most of my good friends had left. So now I'm there and I like it quite a bit but I don't like the fact that it seems like all of my friends have left.

Now I realize that I won't actually be happy until I can get my independence back, which is going to take a long ass time. I've said a lot that I don't think I'll ever be happy again, but that's kind of limiting. I'd like to be proved wrong and be able to be happy again some day, but that day is not today.

So when I started working at Fogo before the accident I was a hostess for three or four months before being made a server. I wouldn't be surprised if it takes about that long now again.

The past....

Well, I also have a history of cancer. It seems like why bother having just one terrible deadly thing in your life. I've gotta have two. It also makes getting off disability kind of complicated because I desperately need good health insurance to do it, to pay for the Turalio, the cancer drug.

I mean I wish that working more meant more money for me like it does for most people. For me working more actually means less money now.