without getting into too much backstory, this week has been the worst week of my adult life. 
i had to call the police on my girlfriend and have her sent to jail; i found out that i have two months to find a new place to live; today i found out i am not eligible for the kidney transplant ive spent the last two years trying to get, which means more time spent on dialysis. 
i didnt blow up at my roommate or panic when he told me i was getting booted. we talked about it like adults, made sure there were no hard feelings and even hugged. 
ive accepted that i cant do anything about the no contact order between my girlfriend and i, and am doing things to keep myself from dissociating to pass the time. keeping up on my hobbies and seeing more of my friends, etc. 
and i let myself break down and cry over the transplant, telling myself things like “let yourself feel what youre feelings, you need to start the grieving process,” and reminding myself where i was so that i didnt lose myself. And then at one point i kind of just said ,”okay, you had your time, now you need to eat something because you can at least make yourself feel physically better.” 
im really proud of myself. 