Catching up !

Heyyy, it's Glitters ! I haven't made a blog in a while, sorry to my nonexistent friends. I've been busy with a lot, in fact let's get into that. 

TW: relapse, divorce, alcoholic, parents fighting. I might be missing some, sorry. 

---

SOCIALS

twitter: RealGlittersYAY

tiktok: glittersyayy

snap:glittersyay

---

A week ago, I missed quite a bit of school and that already stressed me out. I hate being perceived as someone who's bad, even though I was puking my guts out ! That's not even getting into me relapsing, that sucked. That happened a month ago that I relapsed but then I found myself doing it last wednesday. I don't know what I'm doing with myself, I promised myself to get better. I should tell my therapist about this. 

---

My parents fought again, it's not a huge surprise to me to be honest, they've been doing that for YEARS, since I was 9 actually. So my dad offered to let us go with him to his brother's house, my sister went but I stayed. I think it's because she's scared of my mom when she's drunk, which was one of the reason's they fought. I don't care when she's drunk anymore, yeah it's annoying but I used to know her when she was sober. She was so nice and understanding, that's how I remember her but my sister grew up with her in her non-sober state.

After my dad left, I decided I was going to do laundry NON-STOP (Hamilton reference?) It was tiring but also really fun since I got to catch up on a lot of my favorite shows and youtube channels (ASK ME ABOUT THAT PLEASE) But then it got tiring, I was helping all of us but I wasn't getting anything out of it. No praise, no money, I didn't even get to folding my own clean clothes after multiple loads of laundry. It wasn't fun anymore. So I decided I wanted a reward, going to the flea market ! First, I needed my dad there because he makes money; definitely not my mom. When I finally thought of my dad, I realized it was so quiet without them here. Them being my dad and sister. 

Usually I heard my dad laughing loudly at whatever was playing on the TV, my sister raging in our room while gaming, and my mom's loud shows. None of that was happening, after days of this routine; it changing made me change. I guess that's the beauty in it, I learned a lot that day. 

Not that I want my family to stay together, although it's the little girl in me speaking, it's the more mature version recognizing my parent's negative connection telling me that they need to DIVORCE. Did I mention that I'm emo? Emo haircut, Emo music, even the whole relapse thing. I'm the whole package.

I went to the flea market after my dad and sister came back, I got 5 trinkets, a weird little plushie, a pair of shoes, and a pair of jeans. I'm actually wearing said shoes and jeans. I think hand-me-down clothing items are awesome. They're cheap and a lot of the time you find older items that are awesome. 

---

That's all I really remember, because now I'm at school typing this out. I'll be entering another blog soon, YAY !