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my parents agreed to take care of him and i had the best intentions to come back and get him. i truly wanted my baby to be here with me.

it’s not feasible. the environment is wrong for him for multiple reasons and i’m not mentally able to care for anything other than myself right now.

earlier this evening my parents informed me that they’re going out of town on february 1st for an appointment for my dad’s medical needs. they’ll be staying there for a few nights and my mom said she couldn’t guarantee that she could find someone to take care of him in time before then. they also said they can’t care for him forever. i’ve provided for his needs from a distance but i can understand their position. he was my bird, not theirs.

so i have 2.5 weeks to find a home for bean.

i finally got a proper diagnosis for my mental health

and i’m sorry to all the people i may have hurt by slowly disappearing over time

I had an incredibly hard time after one of my pets died (no, the birb is fine) and my health is considerably worse than it was in 2015. I’ve had breakdowns, panic attacks, migraines, muscle spasms, and sometimes have to walk with a cane because of my back. I also dropped out of school and my income is just pennies earned on mechanical turk.

So that’s why I haven’t been around for like...6+ months? Haven’t kept track. I’ve mostly avoided the internet except being logged in to skype. I couldn’t handle the stress of the election, etc etc etc.

I’m sick and not in a good place and on top of that someone I loved and cared about for 3 years gave me the ol’ fashioned slow fade and I’m finally accepting they’re not coming back after 4 months. Because I’m an idiot and sickeningly optimistic I guess.