My name is Gracie, a 20 year old factory worker with pink hair and lip rings. I have a few people in my life that make it interesting. The main characters, as I like to think.
There's a lot wrong with me. Borderline, bipolar, anxiety, substance abuse... I was addicted to recreational doses of Benadryl for two years and have both relapsed and overdosed multiple times, once even in the same night. That got me sent to a mental hospital for a week and got me my lovely bipolar diagnosis. Apparently the periods of "getting better" were manic and hypomanic episodes. They're usually triggered by caffeine and lack of sleep for me.
I love music. I create it with GarageBand, and I have to say that I'm good at it. I also used to love to draw and considered myself to be above average at it. Digital art was my forte, and I made quite a lot of great works, but it's something I slowly grew out of.
I left my parents house on bad terms and now I'm living with my grandma without my family in my life. They disapprove of my lifestyle so I just try to ignore them. My mom says hurtful things out of anger sometimes. Sometimes she manipulates and insults me as well. I just can't deal with her. She's already disowned me but still tries to get into my business even though it's none of hers. To say my family situation is toxic is an understatement.
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Asswipe
CasualeI work in an asswipe factory. We make baby wipes. My life isn't very interesting and there's a lot wrong with me. This is like a form of therapy to me. I overshare a lot, sorry in advance.
