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Summertime Hell: Life Changes + Back To School
12 years ago
Summer is rapidly approaching an end, so I thought I may as well recap my overall experience. I have to say this was my worse summer, by far. It started with me being in a women's shelter, due to my father attempting to assault my mother; and for our safety, we fled. It was hell, we were only allowed two bags that held our possessions so we purchased the largest trash bags that we could afford and no food was allowed in our rooms (though we got away with breaking that rule several times heh). The shelter was completely in control of our freedom; curfews at 8:00, countless pointless meetings to attend, chores after dinner and "work experience" for those who have never worked before (even though my mother has been working all her life, she was still forced to do so), screaming children...it was hell. Not to mention it was freezing every night because the air conditioning would blast on our side of the room and the wifi would not reach therefore I was driven back and fourth to Barnes and Noble so I could use Starbuck's internet. Depending on what day it was, I could be there anywhere from 3-7 hours; and if there was a meeting that cut it my enjoyment of talking to my friends and drawing even shorter. I was pretty much at wit's end...I was depressed, enraged, and just all around confused about my own self. The only thing that kept me sane were the memories of Animezment back in May and the magic of suiting (speaking of which, my suit wasn't even allowed in our room unless it went in a high-heat dryer so it was forced to stay outside in the sizzling heat for 3 days until we built up enough courage to sneak it inside). I was just ready to give up hope of ever getting out of there until....a certain someone kept me going (he knows who he is~). I couldn't have asked for better timing. And with him I grew closer and closer until things happened...and it was the best thing that had ever happened to me this year. Because of this, things became bittersweet among my other friends and close bonds drifted apart...but that did not stop me from loving him. He stuck by me and gave me the strength and courage to keep on going and not give up hope and I will never be able to thank him enough for that. 2 months of living in the shelter and we persevered. After applying to some newly built apartments, my mother got the call and we were allowed to move in. I have never felt so much joy and emotion to move out. We packed our small but heavy load and sped off to our new home. Unfortunately, things happened between me and him and didn't even last a month and are no longer together. It was an incredibly major blow on my end (considering I still love him very much to this day..), and I have definitely been suffering from it emotionally still to this day; but I will just have to learn to get over it and move on..eventually. We have currently been living here for approximately 4 weeks. And thanks to several church members and a friend of moms' we now have furniture, food stamps, and recently a lawyer. And with school starting next Monday, I will be starting life as a high school Junior; which means I will be busier than ever with not much time to art. But the fight for freedom is far from over; in fact with our new lawyer...it's just beginning. Thank you to all who dealt with me during this unfortunate time, and thank you to anyone who took the time to read this. And a very special thanks to that special someone who kept me smiling all through out that dreadful time. <33 Have a blessed day~ 
~Takk Snowfall