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UGHHHHHHHHHHHH

IT IS SO TIRING ........

It's been WEEKS, almost a month that I've been off schedule because of commissions.

I'm skipping the dentist, the clubs, the time I wanted to spend with my dad ... fucking kill me at this point.

I LOVE drawing stuff for people but holy shit I realized how febrile I was over 'normal' capitalist schedules; it fucked me over and I can't go back.

Now, don't tell anyone I've said this (I love my 'clients') but drawing for them became primordial for me to at least eat good food; be able to cook at my dad's. I can't cook for shit at my mom's otherwise I'd get actual anxious outbursts because she is horribly neurotic of fire and has actual Diogene syndrome. Flies are all around the kitchen. I DID my best to clean it up but she's the craziest bitch alive and starts yelling at me. She is a kind mom but sometimes I REALLY don't want to bare her yelling at me for ....... CLEANING .... THE FRIDGE ....... Out of all things. Her poser boyfriend is the worst too siding with her cause he hates me.... BECAUUUUSE???????????? RAISINS I GUESS. He's a fucking asshole that had coitus next to my face when I was little and I'm the bitch who 'gets mad at nothing', apparently.

I'm "fine" but my body feels miserable. I just wanna move out, I'm waiting for the response of the place I contacted.

Say .... How's life treating you?