i just want to run away. i’m 22 and my mom wants me out of the apartment bc i bought a bottle of wine to celebrate the end of finals with.
i’ve already made a plan. if she does kick me out - i’ll go to crossroads, i the women’s shelter i lived at, stay there as long as i can without losing my mind/getting bed bugs again, all while still collecting my full $500 disability check every month, that should be enough to get me going somewhere.
i can do this. i will not freak out, or stoop to her level, and especially, i will not kill myself over this. she’s not worth it.
and it's ENTIRELY fucking possible she'll wake up tomorrow and not even remember/care about today. she does that all the time too.
i’ve already made a plan. if she does kick me out - i’ll go to crossroads, i the women’s shelter i lived at, stay there as long as i can without losing my mind/getting bed bugs again, all while still collecting my full $500 disability check every month, that should be enough to get me going somewhere.
i can do this. i will not freak out, or stoop to her level, and especially, i will not kill myself over this. she’s not worth it.
and it's ENTIRELY fucking possible she'll wake up tomorrow and not even remember/care about today. she does that all the time too.
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