i sure do wish that EVERY SINGLE CONVERSATION i have with my mother didn’t have to turn into “my life is so stressful! why dont you help more around the house? why are you such a lazy bum when i work so hard?!”

like. dude. i all i fucking did was mention that my wisdom teeth are coming in and im going to need to get them removed because there isn’t any room in my mouth and they are fucking sideways. 

I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER THAT. 

you guilt me when i need new glasses and you guilted me when i needed braces and now you guilt me when i need to get my teeth removed?

THE DENTIST TOLD YOU I NEED THIS. THERE IS NO WAY I WILL GET BY WITHOUT HAVING THEM REMOVED. THIS IS NECESSARY.  

like i don’t even know what im supposed to say to you????? sorry my teeth are growing in???? sorry you hate your job even though you’ve had chances to get a different one?????

like…..i KNOW how much you guys make. i had to put it in when i was submitting my fafsa papers…

we aree not living paycheck to paycheck and we have health insurance there is no reason for you to be such a bitch about a MEDICAL ISSUE that i have NO CONTROL OVER

????????

i feel so clogged up with my art lately. 

like…i feel like im stagnating. everything i manage to squeeze out feels so ‘meh’. and on top of that im not drawing as much anymore and i cant find any inspiration. 

i don’t know if I’ve just hit an “apathetic” bump in my depression or if its something else but i just dont know what to do.

my mother says that since im 18 now i have to pay for my own glasses now that i need a new prescription, and my savings are running dangerously low so i know i need to open up commissions soon like ive been planning to do for forever but like…i dont even know if id be able to shit out anything worthwhile. 

*flops over* ugh. its times like there that make me sure i couldn’t make it as a freelancer. i hit road blocks and i cant figure out how to work around them…

oh my fucking god my irl “friends” are so shitty i cant wait until i move out and find new friends so i can cut there fucking assholes out of my life

i feel so terrible right now like this is not what i fucking need its like they just love to take on of my biggest anxieties and just fucking pound it into the ground until i want to die

like im lucky im so fucking spiteful or i would have probably killed myself by now but i cant let these assholes win