October 13th, 2013
Many people
over the last year asked (and wrote) me; “what happened to your blog?” and “Why
aren’t you publishing any articles?”, additionally “Why has it appeared that
your writing suddenly stopped after New Years day in January?”
There were many reasons for this, but most notably I began a
new job that required a very involved government background check, so to avoid
any additional pesky questions, I was told that it might be wise to take my
work off the internet for a little while.
In the process of this, I deleted an email address tied to my blog, and
little beknownst to me, (I thought I had all of my work backed up anyway), it
deleted 10 years worth of my writing, and also my YouTube account. Now, it can be said that it’s crippling
enough when you lose subscribers, or the number of views your work receives has
slowed down to a trickle, but inevitably I lost everything that I didn’t have
saved in a MS Word or Pages (Mac) document.
Losing nearly all of my work was utterly devastating to
me. Most of you know, that I have now
built a new website, and a new YouTube channel, although the YouTube channel
has mostly old or benign videos up just to keep it alive till I was in a
position to begin writing again, and put my best public foot forward. However, I could only find a handful of
random articles I had written, and to post those wouldn’t have made much sense,
as some of them were related to current events from several years ago. So first, let me apologize to my avid
readers. I definitely miss your views,
comments, letters, and kindness. Some of
you give me great strength to continue to do what I love, and I am tremendously
sorry for my absence. Additionally, at
the end of last year I lost a personal relationship that alienated me from my
significant other & child—which led me into a tragic bout of depression
that took me about 6 months to overcome.
My physician had put me on an anti-depressant, which let me tell you, as
a writer, totally sucked. It stole all
of my emotions, which made it nearly impossible for me to write. I finally stopped taking the medication, took
root in my new job, moved into a new home, started a new relationship, and sure
enough, as soon as things became settled, a new drastic change comes sweeping
toward my door. This time, it wasn’t a
giant kick in the stomach, actually this time it was something I had desperately wanted for years, but I realized that while not all of the
circumstances could be considered “as good”, I had made a resolution at the
beginning of the year & now the stars appeared to be aligning themselves in
that exact pattern, and no I don’t believe in Astrology.
At the beginning of the year, I was still residing in
Baltimore, and previously had been commuting to Northern Virginia for work,
which equated to an 87 mile 1 way round trip, but my company for the first 14
days of the year was based in Baltimore, and they decided to put me on to a new
project. Which did not last very long. On January 14th, a very rainy
morning, I had a minor fender bender on my way to a meeting, and the owner of
the company fired me 2 days later for “not documenting the accident
properly”. The truth of the matter was much more
simple. The 2 year contract in which I
had been hired for ended on December 31st, 2012, and the company
owner simply didn’t think he’d need me anymore, and proceeded to stab me in the
back a few times. (The deeper irony is
they asked me if I wanted my job back 7 times over the next 10 months, which I
respectfully declined.) I was already in a fairly deep depression, now I was
just wrongfully terminated from my job, but on the bright side of things, I had
tickets to visit my family in Costa Rica toward the end of the month, and a job
opportunity working for my previous competitor where I already had a few
friends when I returned.
I had a lovely time in Costa Rica with my family, and
returning to rainy, cold, stressful, and lonely Baltimore was a bit hard to
swallow. Apparently, my body thought so
as well. I wasn’t even home a week
before my body had a tremendous anxiety attack, at the hospital, they believed
I had had a heart attack, so with only 3% juice in my phone & 0 bars of
signal, I laid there on a gurney. I
began thinking – I was all alone. I had
no one local to call, and the only person within 50 miles of where I was wasn’t
even returning my emails. I don’t think
there were many times in my life where I felt truly isolated, but this was
it. I looked at my iPhone 5 one more
time before I shut it off and I noticed the hospital had free WiFi. I made a quick post on Facebook—“I’m at
_______ hospital. They think I may have
had a heart attack. My phone has no
battery life, and I am alone.”
I mentioned the fact I had an iPhone 5, because, I asked a
few nurses if they had a charging cable.
The fact that the phone was a relatively new product, and Apple had
changed their charging cable with this product meant I was basically
screwed. Anyway, it wasn’t 10 min after
I had made that post on Facebook, my father, who was all the way in Costa Rica
found me. I have no idea who he spoke
to, or how he got them to bring me a phone, as I was still in the ER, but he
did. I wept like a little boy. We both did.
Only one other person found me and called me while I was in the hospital
alone; This is just for you. Thank you,
you have no idea how much it meant to me just to hear your voice on the other
end of that phone.
After about 40hrs in the hospital I was released saying it
was only a severe anxiety attack, and I went home to my empty house. I had landed the new job, but now I had to
resume the 87 mile one way commute, but that only lasted about a month and I
successfully moved back to Virginia. I
absolutely adored my new company. They
were hands down the most caring company I had ever worked for, and the CEO
himself, was a kind & brilliant man.
In early March I met my girlfriend Barbara. For the sake of privacy I will only use first
names. She is an amazing girl, a great
friend, and has made a tremendous impact on my life since then, and in the
myriad of ups and downs we all experience in life; big changes were incoming.
In short my Step-mother became sick. She and my father are quite dependent on each
other, and I knew they could use my help. With my contract at work having ended
in July, I soon was going to be placed in a cumbersome situation regardless to
stay in DC for the time being, (not to mention the government shutdown
fiasco). For legal reasons, I am not
going to post the specifics on my layoff, but I can say I am on good terms with
everyone involved, and in a few short hours I leave to help my family in Costa
Rica, and begin a new chapter of giving, writing, and starting a new.
Wish me luck!
©2013 Christian’s Theory
This was a great read, and birthday present, if you will.. heh... Thanks for writing. You ARE amazing!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! It's good to be back at my pen writing again proverbially speaking. =)
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