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Last night I randomly woke up at three am with my heart racing. I wish I could explain it. I did recognize it as a panic attack. It'd been a while since my last one. The worst part is getting those attacks, knowing the trigger, and not being able to do anything about it. What … Continue reading Of Late Night Panic Attacks
I'm a bag of emotions for June. On one hand I'm eager for it to finally get here but at the same time, I'm scared. Hurricane season starts June 1st. I hate that our governor says he's ready for the season. It's fine and dandy he is, he has priority for restoration of all services. … Continue reading Twenty Days to Go…
This is a thing and it's so underestimated. Every time we experience a power outage, or any other service goes out, people freak out and lose their minds. I'm one of them. Every time the power goes out, the anxiety just builds until the issue of why it happened is revealed. Lately, it's been over … Continue reading Day Twenty Five: Post Maria Stress Disorder
The whole WhiteFish situation is a mess. I’m glad it’s all coming to light regardless of anyone denying involvement. It’s still a corrupt piece of paper that now apparently nobody signed and nobody approved. That doesn’t change the real situation of the island. We still don’t have power in most of the island. Water is … Continue reading Day Twenty: Corruption and the Fish
It’s been 35 days since Maria. Nothing has changed in my neck of the woods. I’m back to work and it’s costing me money every day to get there. I bought clothes online. My water that I ordered ages ago still hadn’t arrived. Happy mail is stunted. I’m slowly being covered in bug bites. This … Continue reading Day Nineteen: No Changes
Today’s title is a quote as said by my roomie, Carlos. He’s said this quite a few times in the past few weeks since Maria struck. He actually has a point too. We’re facing the biggest crisis this island has encountered in these past few decades. Everything is getting out of hand. The power situation … Continue reading Day Eighteen: ‘The Enemy of a Puerto Rican is Another Puerto Rican’
You know, that's fine and dandy but the life outside my apartment also sucks because we're trying to survive here. Power Grid keeps collapsing. It's not being able to last 24hrs at 16% without it giving out. As far as I heard a relief worker discussing, the grid hasn't been repaired and it'll take a … Continue reading Day Sixteen: ‘There Is Life Outside Your Apartment’
The president didn't even last a day here. Last I heard he was leaving. He blames PR for ruining the budget for the year. Well, I mean...it's not like we planned for this. I mean, if we could plan hurricanes, we would totally know better than to ruin your precious budget. I can't find water … Continue reading Day Thirteen: The Visit
It's currently Saturday(when I started writing this) and I'm stuck waiting for a cab driver to give me a ride back to my aunt's. I opted to go home because I thought it would make me feel better. It didn't. I found out yesterday that I was on CNN on top of ABC News(which I … Continue reading Day Twelve: Four Days Later
The last Hurricane I ever recall ever being affected by was in the 90's. In the 2000's I remember a bunch of storms but a serious, hardcore hurricane? Pfft, heck if I remember. Now with Irma looking like a damn monster, it puts things into a bit of a perspective but also it dawns on … Continue reading Day Six: Hurricane Woes
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