First of all, there have been a few weeks at work that I've not had a day off, alongside a lot of drama with scheduling, management, coworkers, and the owner of our business. In that time span, we've been in danger of being evicted from our home, lost our internet twice (until I could cough up the money to get it back on), and I've fallen into a pretty hard depression. Needless to say, I haven't been around for these reasons and while I am dreadfully sorry, I am also hoping that those who have been waiting so damn patiently (I love you!) will continue to understand.

I'm working on getting a different (read: better paying) job with the hopes of either leaving my current one or working two, and after three weeks, my arm has healed from a fiasco with donating plasma, so I can start doing that again for some extra income. The math says that we're going to make it out of this, but I'm afraid of getting my hopes up until we are actually clear of it and finally breaking even instead of spiraling downwards further into poverty.

I really try not to go into too much detail here or through private communication, but even though I've either not had the energy, the internet connection, or even the heart to, I've failed horribly on the communication front and that was terrible of me to do. Expect some scattered updates here and there in the near future via private messages if you've been waiting. I want to guarantee times and dates but right now the only date I have for certain is when rent is due and that if I don't get it and all the extra fees to my landlord, we will be tossed to the curb. It's making my throat and stomach tie up in knots just thinking about it, but I know that if I don't focus on this, we're not going to make it.

It's only July and I want this year to be over and forget that it ever happened. Nothing is fine and everything hurts.