so cps knocked on my door today because my ex decided that making a false report would be fun, and i spent 20 minutes trying to explain that my house isn’t a circus but it might as well be considering i have a toddler throwing crayons and my only hope was that my pantry looked like a place a child could actually eat without turning into a pasta monster.
कल रात पूरी तरह से सो नहीं पाया, याद आ रहा था कि कैसे दादाजी हमेशा कहते थे, "कभी अकेले मत रहना" और अब वो अपने ही घर में अकेले बैठते हैं, किसी से बात करने वाला नहीं, कुछ समझ नहीं आता कि कैसे समझाऊँ ये सब।
just found out i owe the landlord for last month and now this diagnosis has me thinking about how i am already scraping by, like do i pick the medication or buy groceries, but wait, is this even gonna change my life or am i just a walking expense… it’s exhausting
just found out i owe the landlord for last month and now this diagnosis has me thinking about how i am already scraping by, like do i pick the medication or buy groceries, but wait, is this even gonna change my life or am i just a walking expense… it’s exhausting
so i thought i was sending a message to my friend about how annoying the coffee shop was but ended up blasting my mom instead, and she sent back this long reply about how i should be nicer to people. like wow, thanks mom, i thought we were past that phase.