Sometimes. You just need a good ole conversation with goddess to remind your brain to shut the fuck up. Everything is fine.

I need to start getting comfortable with doing things I want to do by myself. It’s just so hard.

Moving. Yeah. Fun. lol. About 95% is done. Now it’s just the stupid bullshit, the donation stuff and then the cleaning. I know I said I felt like moving into an apartment was failure. But I do like it here. It’s very nice. We literally live in a park.

Today was weird man. I literally watched someone take a 💩 behind a bush outside my window. I wish I was exaggerating. Why is my neighbor so fucking weird.

We debated about it for a while. And it’s just two expensive for the two of us. And with another rent hike. It makes no sense. If I had my way, we’d move out by the lake. But I lost that battle.

Trying REALLY hard not to feel like an absolute failure while looking at downsized apartments to move into from our house. It’s a strategic move and not a sign that I have failed.

I picked a HELL of a time to go into service. For the love of fuck.

Oh look. Guests of The neighbors I was having problems with have decided to choose violence this evening. Looks like I need to check my ✨alternative jar✨. It may need refreshed and adjusted. That’s ok. I’m flexible. 💁🏻‍♀️💫

I’ve had some problems with some neighbors. And in a fit of rage. I went full. Umm. ✨alternative✨ and tossed that fuckers name on a piece of paper in a jar with some spicy ingredients and then into the freezer. And what do you know. Behavior stopped. Huh. That’s weird. 😂

I don’t feel great and these fuckers want to be absolute idiots. I can’t. My fuse is SHORT. And I am the scarier of the two inhabitants of this home. By far.

I am SO beyond done with these fucking idiots and the fact I had to call the cops twice because grown ass men fought in the street. Twice. Like. WTF. WHO DOES THAT.

And theeennnnn I had to call the cops on them. I shoulda stayed in bed today.

Getting full on “head Bitch in charge” mode wasn’t on my bingo card for today. But fuck you dude. You wanna act dumb. Meet HER.

Hugs 🫂

I used to not be able to imagine a life that didn’t include living in this city. And now. I’m not sure I can imagine a future forward with me here.

🖤 this wasn’t major really just disappointing. I didn’t want to be right. Just makes my photography more difficult.

So. I guess. I’ll take this as a sign that it’s ok to set goals in other areas of my life and chase those a little bit.

My intuition was SO right on the money it should be scary. But it’s not. Cause I know. But damn I hoped I was wrong this time. I wasn’t.

I think I need to find someone to talk to. I’ve got big feelings. And I don’t think they are medicinally induced.

Like. I knew there was shady shit going on. Technically not illegal by the letter of the law. But fucking shady. And boy did that come home to roost today. Any chance they had that I might even ✨consider✨ coming back evaporated into thin air.

I should not have to explain that being aware of others belief systems is a good thing as a human and is not in fact *weird*. Wtf.

My neighbor is about to meet that version of me that rightfully scares anyone unlucky enough to meet her. I don’t get why they think our street is their personal race track.

Don’t look now everyone, but I’m missing my pixie cut. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Oh look. I’m getting a guilt trip for not using my very limited time off to go home to visit family. I’ve been doing it for 10 fucking years. I’m allowed to ya know. Not.

“I didn’t realize you were so *gasp* liberal”. My sister in Jack. I LITERALLY built an entire personal training business on the philosophy of smashing patriarchal beauty standards and toxic diet culture that is driven by male-centric desire marketing. I’m a raging feminist.

All the love. 🖤

I dunno. That’s all i got. I dunno.

It’s a flair day. And I’m exhausted.

Is it my depression or are my meds playing with my feelings. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I would sell almost everything I own and pick up and be a roaming soul if I could. 100%.