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I am typing this to let people know I am going to be AWOL for some time. Essentially, I might be homeless soon and I need to scramble a lot to make sure that doesn’t happen. I won’t have time to respond to a lot of things. I can barely afford to just check in and maybe write a couple of sentences. Social interaction, even just a little, drains me very quickly anymore. I need a break from social media to get some money. If you want to commission me for some poems/short-stories or give me some money for some other reason, it would help. I will be most active on Tuesdays after 2 PM or so. Please understand that I do not intend to ghost anyone on anything. Life is really kicking my ass right now.

Just finished listening to my entire list of 1694 songs that I use to write to. I've been listening to it for over two years. Time to start again! I'll probably find more to add in that time.

I'm probably overthinking things and blowing them out of proportion (thanks, narcissistic abusive mentally-unsound bitch of a female parental figure that never got treatment or therapy!). Every action seems terrifying anymore, especially when it's over social media (mostly here and dA). I don't know why. Sleep needs to be chased down and beaten into subission anymore, even with my meds. My heart starts racing for no apparent reason. I can even feel my heart beat as I type this. I'm worrying over the tiniest little details anymore. My heart is in my throat right now. I'm even scared to submit this. I just hope things don't all turn green again and I start seeing "The Red Man" again and have to go to the hospital again to get treatment again.