I'm dangerous when I'm hungry
Not much to report. Today feels pretty meh, the depression is creeping back in along the sides.
We need to get some real food around the house, and given that I was shooed out in a hurry from where I had a fantastic birthday party this weekend, I forgot again to grab my potatoes and the other ingredients for my potato medley. I'm getting antsy about how much of our money is spent on fast food. It's less filling, worse for us and more expensive. But, Q in usual form waits until the last minute to do anything and instant gratification for hunger after letting it get crippling is par for the course.
My mother in law is going to be sending us money, which just reinforces what Schmeid was saying about how Q's parents always bail him out every time he fucks up which is why he keeps doing it.
I still haven't had those discussions with him, and I'm having trouble knowing how or when to bring it up.
What energy I had from the weekend has been depleted from a lack of energy due to lack of food.
And that's about all on where I'm at right now. Between anxiety and despair to just a weak irritation. And mostly just tired and meh.
I'm getting bothered over the fact that I can't see an opportunity to ship out the projects I need to. We can barely afford feeding ourselves, much less our utilities, much less My Work, which is no one else's priority or concern.
I'm going to start looking into 'real' jobs again, I need something at least part time so if nothing else hoard art supplies again.
We need to get some real food around the house, and given that I was shooed out in a hurry from where I had a fantastic birthday party this weekend, I forgot again to grab my potatoes and the other ingredients for my potato medley. I'm getting antsy about how much of our money is spent on fast food. It's less filling, worse for us and more expensive. But, Q in usual form waits until the last minute to do anything and instant gratification for hunger after letting it get crippling is par for the course.
My mother in law is going to be sending us money, which just reinforces what Schmeid was saying about how Q's parents always bail him out every time he fucks up which is why he keeps doing it.
I still haven't had those discussions with him, and I'm having trouble knowing how or when to bring it up.
What energy I had from the weekend has been depleted from a lack of energy due to lack of food.
And that's about all on where I'm at right now. Between anxiety and despair to just a weak irritation. And mostly just tired and meh.
I'm getting bothered over the fact that I can't see an opportunity to ship out the projects I need to. We can barely afford feeding ourselves, much less our utilities, much less My Work, which is no one else's priority or concern.
I'm going to start looking into 'real' jobs again, I need something at least part time so if nothing else hoard art supplies again.