I wish I could tell teenage me when my parents kicked me out or when they had me burn all my art. Where I'd be or what I'd be doing ten years later

It is such a strange thought to meet one of your heroes and become friends with them. I made it to Michigan and fixed my car. On my way back I'm stopping in PA to drop off a package for my friend and they just said I'm welcome anytime and let me stay in their guest room for the night. I'm so thankful. I never would have thought I'd be friends with one of the people who made me want to be a part of the Fandom in the first place.

I need to get in with my therapist, I've been having 3-4 nightmares a week about the hurricane and the lack of resources

I just went through the basement and my art supplies down there are ruined, including one of my oldest surviving sketch books

I'm so tired of going from struggling to struggling

Can I please just have a month to breathe