Well, there goes my Core membership. Also, yeah, I just cant bring myself to keep posting mostly bad cellphone pics... I have a few leftovers that were pretty decent, but now that Core is gone, meh (living paycheck to paycheck is a drag)... And I don't have a professional camera, still.
So, I am planning on getting a Tumblr I think... still going to post full nudes somewhere. Instagram will still have my backside of course.
Updates if anyone cares:
I recently quit my old retail job, and soon after got a restaurant/fast food job. It is much less stressful than the retail one, but being in one area for a while is already leaving me BLAH. On the plus side, on occasion you may get a tip. $2 so far.
This year, I haven't really let it sink in yet. I was kicked out, been living with a very best friend, and now trying to find my own place. Still working two jobs, when I can; and also I do volunteer work here and there when it becomes available. I did the shoreline clean-up again this year, (missed last because of my stupid retail job) and we didn't find as much in this "newer" area. I feel the first area I was at had more trash, which isn't saying anything good, just that we could have done more in that spot had we been there this year.
Spiritually-wise I am on my own path finally. Living in my parents house kept me blocked off, and I have been opening up almost a bit too fast, sensing more than I ever thought I could. I have to keep reminding myself I am not, actually, crazy.
I am not looking forward to family-oriented holidays this year, as I don't really have much of one anymore, if I ever really did to begin with. I have my bff, but he has his own family gatherings to attend. I am feeling pretty tore up about them selling grandpa's house along with that... not that I would have gone there this year, just that the childhood woodlands I grew up in will no longer be accessible. Going to family gatherings was getting hard without having been so Open spiritually, it was causing me to feel sick to my stomach. Anyway..I don't know what to do this year. I need to get on my ass about finding a place...or end up feeling more broken if I don't I guess.
It'll probably sink around the holidays, which are stupid close, that I have no family and become one huge emotional wreck.
Reading: A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton-Porter