Bad times
7 years ago
Object In Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear.
Closing commissions and trades now, still trying to finish the orgy pic, still having setbacks... more sorry, so very sorry. :C
My toxic junkie sister - the one who tried to get me arrested and tried to kill my cat last year - is still leeching off my mom and Mom's been letting it happen, and now we have her fucking cat in the bathroom(I normally love cats but it's mean bites and has worms) after I asked her not to bring anything of hers here, especially the damned cat(fucking junkie can't take care of herself let alone an animal, and the poor cat shows signs of malnourishment and stunted growth). Tonight I had a bad fight with Mom, and came to an agreement that she stop helping my sister or Zakk and I leave with the cats and leave her alone. So... I might be moving in a few months if this shit doesn't stop.
It's been stressful. I'm starting to feel like I'm in the wrong line of work, when stress like this basically tanks my ability to concentrate and kills most creative urges. I'm trying to hold on. But I can't stop being pissed and I hate everything right now.
Uh, so, ah.... anyone in the Western NY area want to try and rehabilitate a cat? We simply can't afford to. (Edit: This cat is a sweetheart and we can swing it after all, so she's just our cat now. My sis is NOT getting her back.)
My toxic junkie sister - the one who tried to get me arrested and tried to kill my cat last year - is still leeching off my mom and Mom's been letting it happen, and now we have her fucking cat in the bathroom(I normally love cats but it's mean bites and has worms) after I asked her not to bring anything of hers here, especially the damned cat(fucking junkie can't take care of herself let alone an animal, and the poor cat shows signs of malnourishment and stunted growth). Tonight I had a bad fight with Mom, and came to an agreement that she stop helping my sister or Zakk and I leave with the cats and leave her alone. So... I might be moving in a few months if this shit doesn't stop.
It's been stressful. I'm starting to feel like I'm in the wrong line of work, when stress like this basically tanks my ability to concentrate and kills most creative urges. I'm trying to hold on. But I can't stop being pissed and I hate everything right now.
Uh, so, ah.... anyone in the Western NY area want to try and rehabilitate a cat? We simply can't afford to. (Edit: This cat is a sweetheart and we can swing it after all, so she's just our cat now. My sis is NOT getting her back.)
The stress you mentioned killing your creative drive, is no different in any other work place. Needless horrible stress is bad period, regardless of circumstance.
Hope things turn out better for you.