So last where we left off: in June my boyfriend and I decided it was high time we left Oklahoma and joined our friends , , , and in Colorado, where Blu took a trip up to them earlier this year to scope out job potential, and it was looking extremely promising.

Right as we packed the last of our room and had everything ready for us to leave, "Raine" who was living with them at the time decided to up and fuck everything up because he felt like he was being replaced, despite the fact he was being moved from the second largest room in the house to the third largest room, which still had more than enough space for his personal affects. And this is after countless times the entire household has tried to help him maintain a job, this is after this household bent over backwards to accommodate him, this is after almost going 5 years without paying rent to this house of friends.

Rather than make new friends and make new opportunities, "Raine" decided to go behind everyone’s backs, broke the households sacred promise of never causing shit for the household, and used a convoluted housing law against the household to get everyone evicted. Not only was this a devastating blow to our plans to move to Colorado, our friends were now left with no home, no comfort, and had no choice but to split up for a while. Jalen and Flynn stayed together as they took refuge with family, Megan and their significant other did similar, Obsidian left for Washington, and as for "Raine"...No one has seen nor heard from them since the incident.

That left Blu and myself with the uncomfortable position of pretty much having no where to go at all. We stayed where we were til we couldn’t anymore. The roommates we used to live with had also made plans to move to Florida, and neglected to tell us until the day they started packing. They left 3 days later and left us with an empty apartment hat I had no way of footing the bill for on my own. We scrambled to find a place to live, and this was around the same time I had posted my last journal to FA.

Eventually Blus grandparents let us stay with them but we were under strict rules and even more strict conduct. There was little to no internet, the closest sign of civilization was a 15 mile drive away, and the worst part is that they were your stereotypical god fearing Christians who saw me as a demon for tainting and perverting the purity of their grandson. They took every opportunity to force us to church with them, took every opportunity to make us feel unwelcome and that we could be kicked out at any moment...it was the closest thing to hell I had ever experienced. From August to the near end of October Blu and I put up with that fucking shit. I broke down and cried numerous times. I couldn’t concentrate on my art, let alone feel comfortable enough with myself to do much of anything.

Then, a light: Jalen got approved for a loan, bought a house, ACTUALLY BOUGHT A FICKING HOUSE, and then started getting the band back together. Blu and I jumped at the first opportunity of leaving his grandparents and on October 18th we drove with all of our possessions in towe, for 16 hours straight, from Oklahoma to Denver, Colorado. We’ve been living here, in our new home, surrounded by good friends, ever since.

It’s...been taking me a bit of time to shake off a lot of the negativity I sustained when we were in Oklahoma those last few months. And worse, I look back and it now feels like there’s a massive chunk of my life missing this year. I physically shook as I asked myself where several months of my life went because it felt like there was so much missing and wasted. I didn’t even want to acknowledge it, up until I realized that now with me back I have friends, and clients wondering what the hell happened to me. This journal should answer those questions.

So where do I go from here? I try to get back on schedule, put out commissions as I normally did before this entire disaster happened, and move forward with life. The past couple items I’ve posted are warmups I needed to exercise on myself. I wanted to see if I still had the drive to do art. I do, and I don’t think that’ll ever stop. But I’m still recovering a bit from Blus grandparents, still recovering from that ordeal.

But, I think I’ll be back up and running at full power again very, very soon, so stay tuned for more of my work to be posted.

And, to everyone who has given me their love, their support, their kind words and even kinder gestures of help...thank you. You helped me though the toughest patch of my life. And to Jalen, and Flynn... thank you for giving my boyfriend and myself a house where we feel like we belong, we’re welcome, and gives us happiness to even be here, I couldn’t ask for a better home. Thank you.

Until my next posting of artwork lovelies, this is the robojql, signing off.