So I thought things couldn't get much worse for me since the last journal I posted--go figure; I was wrong.
The strain of everything that has happened put too much pressure on my Mom and she kicked me out of the house. Her primary reason for doing so was that I'm too much like my Dad. Of course the only place I could go was to live with him in the country. Incidentally; my dad lives with his finance and her two sons, so there wasn't any room for me to actually "live" with them. But I had no options so I lived on their couch for a couple months with my backpack full of cloths (e.g. three outfits) while my Dad remodeled the dank basement nethe
****EDIT: Just got dumped last night. *sigh* Thank you all for the kind words please continue to bare with me >':
So as those of you who watch me or have ordered work form me may have noticed, I've been completely inactive for quite a few months now.
The reason being is I've been dealing with the largest load of stress and depression I've ever experienced. Aside from my endless stream of demoralizing unanswered job applications [even on craigslist], I've also been struggling in school. I can't say if I'll pass any of my classes this semester. The lack of employment has strained my social life, my love life, and my relationship with my alrea