everyone thinks I'm somebody fucking drugs all the goddamn time but literally I can't even fucking get their medicine dysfunctional normal human being because my people don't understand the cost of human life.
last night it was pouring raining, i found a tree at a church to sit under until the sprinklers came on and soaked me.
drying off and drawin in a public space for now. the next coming days won't be the best either apparently.
i really need to get a few things if i'm going to find a camp to be at.
i can't even protect myself rn, it's truly stressful being the only unhoused persons in my family since my mom wants to be lazy and not deal with getting her assets for the human she had, to utilize (it's just land).
No clue where I'm sleeping tonight or if I'm ever going to get to go to the doctor to get back on antidepressants.
I don't know anything.
No clue what's even appropriate to say anymore.
i dont understand why my mother keeps trying to handle my court case.
seriously i can't get away from them or be with family because of constant narrcistic control disguised as "help".
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