MageOmega

Hey all, Hope your weekend is going okay! Just giving an update while I sit here enjoying the cool air of the campground where I am at. Got some nice birthday wishes today, even had a camp neighbor bring me a slice of cake, which was unexpected and awesome. I successfully moved out of the house before the end of the month. The landlord(slumlord) managed to fuck me over on returning the deposit, which was money I was really hoping on having to stay afloat. But I guess sleazebags gonna sleaze. I have been living in the van that was purchased since then. And it's been.... a learning experience. Figuring out whats needed and what isn't, tossing yet even more of what little I own out to make room for stuff I need, has been tough. I got a bedframe installed on the first week, so my dog and I haven't been sleeping on the floor. I still need to renovate more and get some shelving and floor in. But that all comes in time. Since I didn't have the deposit, I wasn't able to get

Hi, It's taken me probably, 2 weeks to work up the courage to type this up. I wanted to post this before the commission was posted, but it caused panic attacks and I just kept putting it off. Well, as much as my anxiety doesn't want me to do this, you all deserve an explanation. I have problems. We all do. Something that makes us unique, in a good or bad way. My issue is, I'm not really used to/don't like talking about myself to people. I've spent my life getting through conversations asking questions about other people. As such, when people ask me questions about me or ask me about myself, I give short responses and then don't elaborate