I really need a good month again. Life is no fun right now.
- Tarot of the month (full year, month by month, drawn Dec 2025): The Hanged Man. There are a lot of subtle different interpretations of this card, but in my mind, there is only one meaning: Sacrifice. It is therefore one of the scariest, but potentially one of the most meaningful, cards in the deck. Drawing it in December, made me nervous, but as time passed, I came to realize that this was likely to do with life circumstances. This is the first month that I was no longer in my old home and neighborhood. It’s the month I lost three of my cats, having not found any homes for them. It’s a month of living in others’ homes. It’s a time when I officially leave life-as-I-knew-it behind. Sacrifice, but one that ought to have been made a decade ago, and which will hopefully lead me to a better place. // This version of The Hanged Man comes from the Moonchild Tarot (no affiliate link). I chose this version in particular because he hangs in front of the moon, which in tarot, represents the beginning of a journey in the dark, not entirely certain what lays on the path in front of you.
- Song(s) of the month: Darkest Days (Stabbing Westward)
General Life Stuff
It was a month of waiting around, a bit of travel, illness, and a lot of physical pain (I currently have a pinched nerve in my left shoulder blade which is GAH). I really wanted the divorce to be official long before now, but it’s been one delay after another. UGH. Depression is kicking my butt on top of everything else. Plus, it’s summer, and it’s heat, and it’s horrible. Yeah. Honestly, I think the whole month can be summed up in a description of how the first two days went. Despite Marketplace insurance not letting me apply until after my divorce was supposed to be settled, it then wouldn’t start my coverage until July 1st. Jason dropped me from the work insurance even though technically he can’t until we are actually divorced, because it’s not open enrollment. On the 2nd, I got a follow up call on my MRI and I need a biopsy and an ultrasound, but can’t get either, because I’d have to get a new PCP covered by the new insurance, then get referred to the ENT, then get approval for the two procedures – all after July 1st but before July 22nd. Yeeeah not going to happen. While I was panicking about all this, though, the person who adopted Angus and Nimi reached out and let me know Angus was finally adjusting (see pic), and she sent photos, which had me bursting into sobs for the rest of the day, a mixture of all the good and bad wrapped up together. I’m a complete mess.
Goals
I had three official photoshoots this month, and the goal was four for the year, so that’s good! I began building two cosplay outfits. I wrote and submitted a story for the TIC7 Zine, and I’m almost done with the paranormal podcasters fic. Not bad for a what the month was.
Writing
Basically said this in my goals – I wrote a bit on my paranormal podcasters fic, to finish in the next couple weeks, and I wrote a zine story. I also managed to finish my S3 fix-it fic, so that’s good. Otherwise, I’m still feeling really burnt out on writing in general. I did have a slight seedling of an idea the other day, so maybe soon I’ll feel this again? Maybe once I get out of the US and the stupid divorce is finally finalized!
Favorite Photos
Exciting stuff
I visited my sister and that was lovely. That’s about it. I’d really like to celebrate not being married now. Can I do that soon please?






















