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Mmm spaghetti!
May. 16th, 2024 12:38 amI've been staying with a "friend" of mine. Barely been there ...like a month and a week maybe and I'm told via Snapchat - have to be out by June 1 when I was told I could "stay as long as I needed"
Don't get me wrong. I had planned 4 months max and will not stay where I'm not wanted. I'm no stranger to sleeping in my car over the last few years. I had to quit my job to go. This wasn't a small thing. I was very clear that this is a last resort and I was trying to keep independence.
I've lost around 75 to 80 pounds since the bad job and the homelessness. I tend to not eat because I'm anxious. She kept bitching about me eating so I fixed spaghetti the other night. I cleaned everything up I thought. I do need an eye exam but I thought I got everything.
I came down the next morning and apparently had gotten a couple splotches of spaghetti sauce on her candle. So she wrote me a note and told me I could have it since it had sauce in it.
This is on the heels of the notice and a whole panic attack. I've had limited WiFi so I just checked Snapchat and she sent a pic of the cedar sticks in the tooth and asked where her special lighter is. I forget the name and once I remember I'll update. I hadn't touched the shit but it's just like mother and her nasty notes and shit. Like bro, just ask. Don't send a picture of the tooth thing where the lighter sits?
Anyway. I saw my kid tonight. I told him nothing I'm going through bc that's not his burden but it does affect me and he noticed.
Don't get me wrong. I had planned 4 months max and will not stay where I'm not wanted. I'm no stranger to sleeping in my car over the last few years. I had to quit my job to go. This wasn't a small thing. I was very clear that this is a last resort and I was trying to keep independence.
I've lost around 75 to 80 pounds since the bad job and the homelessness. I tend to not eat because I'm anxious. She kept bitching about me eating so I fixed spaghetti the other night. I cleaned everything up I thought. I do need an eye exam but I thought I got everything.
I came down the next morning and apparently had gotten a couple splotches of spaghetti sauce on her candle. So she wrote me a note and told me I could have it since it had sauce in it.
This is on the heels of the notice and a whole panic attack. I've had limited WiFi so I just checked Snapchat and she sent a pic of the cedar sticks in the tooth and asked where her special lighter is. I forget the name and once I remember I'll update. I hadn't touched the shit but it's just like mother and her nasty notes and shit. Like bro, just ask. Don't send a picture of the tooth thing where the lighter sits?
Anyway. I saw my kid tonight. I told him nothing I'm going through bc that's not his burden but it does affect me and he noticed.
