oh no. no no no...

So yesterday, my gf picked a fight with that lasted from one town to another. We live in a rural area so going to stores is basically a road trip. Well essentially the fight escalated into us getting home. Silince and then her pressing the issue further, even going as far as to call someone in the middle of our fight. I went to get off the bed, where i was sitting, and she reached out and grabbed me by the throat. I deflected and the fight because physical and her screaming that im abusive and whatnot. As i wanted was to get out and leave and she came at me again with the throat grab this caused me to react further and my memory is a bit haze but then next thing i knew my hand came down open handed on her face. And she punched me in return.

She started bleeding. I was stunned and in shock from the event and she started screaming i was trying to kill her.

Most people who know me know i really hate conflict and suffer from PTSD. I was scared. I wanted to leave. But instead it turned into me panicking about her bleeding as she ran oyt into the streets barefoot screaming i was trying to kill her. Covered in her blood and fending off the pain in my nasal cavity i was trying to help her get the blood to the point a neighbor saw us and asked if we need the police called. At first i was a bit reluctant because i know in these situations i would have been called the aggressor and placed in jail. But i told him yes, his wife dialed 911 and police and EMTS came out.

I wanted to vomit. The amount of blood turned my stomach. EMTS said it was just a nose bleed and she would be fine. They asked if i wanted to be checked out but i declined as i didnt think i was too badly hurt. (Stupid me. I forgot shock and adrenaline can cancel out pain.) I started having a massive panick attack and the officers on scene were really nice and did there best to keep me from mentally shutting down into a fit. They got me talking about kittens and things i like to do.

The asked me if i was calm enough to tell them what happened. I told my side and she told hers.

Police determined her the aggressor in the situation but no one was arrested because A.) No serious injury occured, and B.) We both declined to press charges against each other. But the rest is up to a DA.

From there they asked if i had a safe place to go, and i told them i would contact a friend.

It was then they handed me a purple envoloped with ta small blue pamphlet that says "Crime Victims' Rights" and told us to be safe and call if we(i) needed help.

So after a few minutes we walked home. She is still covered in blood. I still want to vomit. And she is smiling. Playing it off as nothing now. Said she expected this to happen and whatnot.

I lay down and try to think of who i cam call to stay with for the evening and she lays down next to me, still covered in dry blood. Blood is all over the room. And she smiles at me with the empty of emotion look and i got really upset.

I asked her to please go wash her face and she goes and takes a shower. I call the only friend i have near by and ask them if i could come over. I give them a breif explination and they said that i could head over immediately.

So i packed my bag and before i could leave she comes out in a towel, clean of blood and i tell her in an awkward tone that on going to take the officers advice. She looked at me and said "oh you're actually doing that?"

And i responded "yeah i think it would be a good idea for the evening. I need some space to calm down."

To which she tells me that im the only thing she has left in this world and if i leave that she is going to kill herself. So i worm around it with okay well they are already expecting me and it would be rude if i didnt show up after asking a favor so im just going to hang out with them for a little bit and then come back.

She agrees, asked me to pick a small treat up from the store for myself and for her on my way back. I say okay and leave without my go-bag.

Fast forward a bit and i am in my friend's shower scrubbing the blood that has litterally stained itself into my skin and im crying. I am crying in the shower. I kept thinking one of us is going to end up dead. My face hurts bad now. I cant wear my glasses for long as my entire face has become painful to the touch. And i am scrubbing HER blood off my body.

When i get out i ask my friend if i can barrow a shirt because i dont want to wear the blood stained clothing i came to their house in. She gives me a shirt and says i can keep it because it doesnt fit her. I thank her and get dressed. She and her bf take me out and try to have fun with me but the images fro. Early that day keep haunting me.

The blood on the road. On the driveway. In the room. On my boody. The pain in my face as a constant reminder. I have a massice headache two hours into the journey and i just want to fall asleep and forget the day.

I kept thinking about how she screamed. How she ran outside and how she acted two different ways durring and after. Like a coin flip.

I had to go home by then end of it. I also realized i had our kittens' medicine. I was scared.

Today we had to go to the store and i cant touch her. Not because she isnt letting me but when i tried to interact with her... All i see is the blood.. And i want to cry and vomit all over again.

I dont know what to do. I feel trapped and that there isnt a way out of this. If i leave she threatens suicide. If i stay she acts liek everything okay. And that nothing happened. My nose is swollen according to my friend and i was adviced to see a doctor... But she doesnt want me to. She says its just bruising and will go away.

I can wear my glasses a little longer but it still hurts. I have a small bruise on my neck from where she grabbed me and every now and again my voice cracks because of it. My legs are sore. I have claw marks on my arms. I couldnt sleep at all and she is behaving normally. Like nothing traumatic happened.

What. The. Fuck. Do. I. Do?!

So i was gonna come home and draw a bit today... But instead i found out i was fired from my job for a scene that didnt happen the way it was described.

According to my former boss i was fired because i dropped f bombs and argued with my lead because i couldnt take directions.

Here is what actually happened;

I started the day normal. It was a good day. But they swamped me with priority orders and even though i was still new, i took to the challenge because i felt rhey wanted to see if i would sink or swim... I wanted to swim like a fish in water with that job.

Then came time to package everything. I managed to do this on time. (Note: we can listen to music so im bustin moves while finishing these orders in timely fanshion. I feel like i need to mention this because for context... I work to a rhythm and i listen to a lot od trap to get stuff done quickly and accurately.) Anyways, one lead tells me take them and put them in individual bags so i go back and start doing that. Then another lead tells me i need to bulk package the order with the little bags inside with lables. At first i was confused and i tried to comunicate this. This is how it went; L1 for lead 1 and L2 for lead 2.

L1: "okay, so now that your done, take thes elittle bags and these labels and package them for shipment.

Me: "okay, so just place them in the individual bags, place a label and bring back up here?"

L1: "yup."

Me: "okay."

L2 sees me, stops me and goes: "No no no. You need to bulk them with labels and send them up. You need to just place them all in a bag and send them up for so'n'so.

Me: "-but L1 said i need to place them individually."

This is L2: "no, you need to put them in bulk so they can be qc'd (quality controlled for those of you who dont work in manufacturing) and they may come back for you to packag indevidually."

"Okay. I kind wish this was explained a bit better a little earlier but i can do it now that i know."

Apperently this was arguing with her. Me trying to clarify what she meant because she said it rather fast and confusing like.

The next that happeed was the labeling. I didnt know how they were placed. So i put them on knowing that if i got it wrong they were removable and i could fix it. I made a small joke and life carried on.

According to L2 this is where i dropped f bombs. And they had no patience for it. So they called the temp agency i was hired through and had me fired.

I work this job a week. And i fell in love with it. I loved the people. I love the work. And i love the job in itself. I clocked off. Went to my car and saw i had three missed called from the agency. I immediately thought there was a different problem than what they told me. This agency is notorious for stopping people from workimg or threating jobs because of not knowing enough people for references. This is what i thought their problem was.

No. I stead i was greeted with this.

Agent: "hi, Rainwolf1265, how is the job going?"

Me: "great! I really like it here. Its fun and i like the work!"

Agent: "well thats good, so there was any issues today?"

Me: "no, why would there be?"

Agent: "we recieved a called from MainBossMan that you were arguing with your lead and that you dropped f bombs and that you arent taking directions well? So they ended your assignment there today. They said they dont have the patience for it."

Me: "...what? ...i never... I mean i had a slight confusion today but i thought it got worked out by me trying to clarify."

Agent: "Thats a shame. Well they ended you assignment so i cant do much. If you want to give us a call in the morning we can see what else is available. Maybe this was a blessing in disguse?"

My thought at this point is, i just made friends here. I was doing well. I even started to be proud of working for this place and now i am being told they fired me. I was upset. And i communicated this.

Agent: "are you still there?"

Me: "...yeah, sorry. Im a bit upset right now. Im not exactly sure what i did wrong."

Agent: "i understand. Why dont you call in the morning and well figure something out."

At this point i agree, say goodbye to the guy. He was doing his best to be as sweet as possible because you could hear the shock and hurt in my voice. I sat in my car and cried. In the parking lot of the job i started to love and lost. And i cried all the way home.

I keep going over and over it in my head trying to find where i went wrong but i dont really see anything. And im worried i wont be able to pay my bills this week or next month.

As it is, my bank account is in the negatives because i was finaccially screwed to begin with. Now im jobless. Semi homeless. And going hungry and im not even kidding.

I live in a fifth wheel. My car is broken. I have no money to feed myself tonight and the only good thing i had going, a decent paying job that was respectable, is gone. I dont know how im going to make a single payment to my already massive debt.

And i honestly feel like a failure.

To my new friends who i made there... Im sorry. I will probably never see you again, but im glad i met you and we had good times. Thanls for putting up with me and my shinnanigans during break.

I am shook right now.

That flame headed boy there? Thats my character.

This person redrew MY oc and claimed it as there.

Malgafice doesnt belong to anyone but me. I made him. I own him. Where the hell does this person get off redrawing my character and passing it off as their own.

Their account started shortly after i start posting my work of him. She has not one but two versions of him. And i did not consent to anything of what she is doing. If it was fanart and they liked my photos of him. And credited me. Thats one thing. But no. They STRAIGHT UP STOLE MALGAFICE. And trying to pass him off as their own.

No. No. NO! I will not stand for this.

I am not going to let this slide. This person is walking around with my oc and i am not okay with it. I told you guys i had a comic in the works with him. I have OUTLINES of this comic with him. And a fucking novel to outline the lore and shit and this person goes and fucking steals my oc. Ruining my three years of hard fucking work building and fine tuning a comic and novel?! Are you kidding me?!

NO. Dont even defend yourself, cretin. You will not ruin a story board thats been in the worls for three fucking years because you want to have a cool oc. Make. Your. Fucking. Own.

Shout out to the cool friend who alerted me to this. Because of them i am able to confeont this person. And i dont give two shits if this is outing them. If they are stealing peoples hard work... They need to be outed.

This games is actually entertaining if you are really freaking bored.

Malgafice: hey, you really think i'd hurt you?

Ana: you're death. You hurt everyone.

Malgafice: ouch... Alright. I guess thats fair. Just know i wouldn't hurt you.

Ana: i find that hard to believe.

Malgafice: then believe this, im the only here in this place thats willing to put my life on the line for yours, pretty lady.

Ana: and what if i get hurt?

Malgafice: then i'll be the one to catch you as you fall.

https://www.deviantart.com/rainwolfdog1265/art/a-thing-i-did-781216654

https://www.deviantart.com/rainwolfdog1265/art/a-thing-i-did-781216654