I love that you could have cut the sticks, but didn't. I adore your tall lemon pig. I hope he brings you lots of luck ♡🐷♡

Now I'm just yelling into the void. I have no one to talk to, cry to, vent to. I just want to forget the world exists, that it's falling apart. I feel so alone. I feel like everything is falling apart so fast.

I don't know what to do anymore. I can't ask for help. I'm giving my mother money too. I have a big CA loan limit, but my mother is using it. She's not paying on it, so I have to figure it out. It's due, and I'm done. There's nothing I can do anymore. I don't know how to keep going anymore. 🧵

I learned that I only have $1k left on my car payment. Am I really going to lose my car when I'm this close? It looks like it.

I've done DoorDash, but didn't make much. I'm not used to this town. I hate this town. I wish I never moved, but I didn't really have a choice.

I feel like I'm drowning. 🧵

I stayed up until I was so exhausted from worrying that I passed out as soon as morning came.

When I go up there-- if I go up there-- will they take me?

I'm swimming in debt. I'm out of loans that I can take out. The others are due. I cashed out my tiny company stocks to pay my storage yesterday.🧵

They didn't answer. 5+ calls later, I only got through to the wrong department, who said I needed to try the other extension (that I had already been trying).

I needed to go up there.

I did this yesterday, too. I did this today. I stayed up so late, terrified and feeling so low about going there.🧵

It was nearly 5AM when I finally got back to my room. I'm sure you can guess what happened. I slept. I slept through most of the morning. I woke up around 10AM and decided, really tricked myself into thinking, that I really needed to call the location before I just showed up. I was scared. 🧵

5 hours of utter embarrassment & pain while she brushed through mats that I could have prevented if I had just told depression to fuck itself and be a functioning member of society. But that was too hard for me.

I lost a lot of hair in the process, but it's done. It hurt, but my hair was brushed. 🧵

I couldn't afford to not say something. "I can make it there tomorrow morning."

It's been three days since I said that. I haven't been.

I begged my mother to help me with my hair. I had asked her a couple of times in the last month, but she finally helped me. It took 5 hours. 🧵

"When can you be on site at *** to accept a job offer?" I let it sit for a whole day. My nearly waist-length hair was a mess. I got so depressed when I moved that I stopped brushing it for nearly two months. It was matted, and I was embarrassed. I've been taking out loans to pay my bills.🧵

Congrats!!

Hello again, my Shroomish friend!

Yes, pleeease.

I used to collect and play years ago and really want to get back into local competitions, but I can't even talk cards online without the dumb scalpers popping up. Not to mention having a hard time finding packs locally.

Genderqueer? ♡