Eviction…

  I’m about to lose everything. Pure and simple. I have no money to pay my bills. I’m behind on everything. I’m out of time. Ten months of job hunting, trying to get my old job back and failing. Applied for all sorts of things including college. Nothing has come though. I’m in eviction now… Continue reading Eviction…

The Battle…

I keep having to defend myself to people. It’s exhausting and tiring and I honestly don’t have time for it. Maybe because none of what I’m suffering from is a “visible illness”. They just see me on the outside and that I’m somewhat intelligent and in my right mind that they can treat me like… Continue reading The Battle…

Three days…

  Things are looking pretty bad. Ok really, really bad. Horribly bad. Since I no longer have any money, I got my three day pay or vacate which ended Sunday. I have never been in this sort of situation. It was my first time renting alone. I’m honestly terrified. I have no idea how to… Continue reading Three days…

Holiday Blues…

Holidays were always a bit awkward for me. The step-mom not wanting me around made it hard to spend time at my Grandparents if she was there with my Dad & brothers. I got used to being ignored I suppose. Got used to not having my brothers in my life like I would have liked.… Continue reading Holiday Blues…

Expenses…

  Eight dollars. You know someone hasn’t really been in a financial crisis when they cannot understand how you don’t want to part with even such a small amount. Hell spending a buck fifty for bus fare even. I grew up in a one parent household. Dad did help a bit financially, but it was… Continue reading Expenses…

Are We Friends Or…?

So this may be on the more edgy side of things I’ve been writing about. Haha. I try to be discrete though. I was reading something about a certain…VIP person who is single, yet may have a friend with benefits (FWB) situation. This person is super private about his social life but you know how… Continue reading Are We Friends Or…?

A Helping Hand

  Going it alone. For some I don’t think it’s possible. If you were truly going it alone, I think you’d be like my fantasy living situation: In a cave, with good internet, never seeing anyone in person. Silly but that’s the way I feel. When I was a kid I was alone a lot.… Continue reading A Helping Hand