Post-emorific Rant

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So, I think my anxiety and depression creep up at wee hours in the morning, most specifically under intense stress. As a few posts back, about the whole move and whatnot, it has been fairly stressful here. My grandmother is constantly staying at our floor (being afraid and anxious, and often times nosey), and my mother is taking her frustrations out on being verbally critical of me. The appraiser came by today, so we got one step down. He's also a realitor and has apartments and can find other apartments. He's a pet-owner himself, so if we go with him we can be safe in knowing we can bring our pets.

I got a new headset, in preparation of my (hopeful) debut on Polyweekly!