Listening to: Demons by Imagine Dragons
...Before He Breaks!
I'm not sure how much I can handle. I truly believe you are never dealt a hand that you can't make something out of but I'm not sure how long before I have to fold. I'm really on the edge of having another mental breakdown the likes of which hasn't been seen since my capstone.
Last week was supposed to be my spring break...I spent 90% of it at my mom's new house freezing my ass off while she dicked around about wiring it.
Then I had to take my sister prom shopping & deal with a wife who was getting jealous because she wasn't the one getting the pretty stuff.
This week I've been getting up around 6 am & not getting in bed until about 12 am.
I'm working on a project where I don't feel like I'm appreciated because I don't magically have light-up and rolley costumes.
Wednesday, I jacked up my haircut not once but twice, broke my sink, & got chewed out by my instructor for having to leave class 30 minutes early to go to New Albany to get information so my wife wouldn't be turned over to a creditor.
Thursday, it took me 1 hour to roll a wig in damn rollers. It didn't take the curl & then I was told not to waste my time because they might not even use it after bitching about how Ariel needed red hair. Jacked up the haircut even more.
Friday, my great uncle passed away.
Today, I have to get my sister ready for prom all the while hiding the damn tattoo that my grandmother doesn't know about. Then I have to rush the hell out of here because my sister's douchebag, homophobic dad wants to come take pictures & I don't want to be harassed about not coming to my step-grandmother's funeral. I also don't feel safe after he said he would punch another transboy for just being himself.
Next week promises to be just as long with pretty much the same schedule and starting fresh on a new mannequin that I can jack up. A funeral which will put me further behind in credit units. More being underappreciated. Have to deal with recycling chemicals, and finally a wedding which I don't have money for a gift.
I really just want to write & draw,