Prologue

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Thursday, 13 Feb 2025

T̷̶̷o̷̶̷d̷̶̷a̷̶̷y̷̶̷ ̷̶̷w̷̶̷a̷̶̷s̷̶̷ ̷̶̷ ̷̶̷n̷̶̷o̷̶̷r̷̶̷m̷̶̷a̷̶̷l̷̶̷

Woke up again today. Took a shower. Spent all day at the computer. I am looking for a proper job but they're hard to come by and if idiot nerds wanna pay for me to level them up in GW2 then farbeit from me to stop them. I could probably live of this shit but mum's on my case. She's fucking sick of having me back already I can tell. Whatever. Isn't my fucking fault I'm in debt. Need an education to get work and need work to pay for the education. B̷̶̷u̷̶̷l̷̶̷l̷̶̷s̷̶̷h̷̶̷i̷̶̷t̷̶̷.̷̶̷ F̷̶̷u̷̶̷c̷̶̷k̷̶̷i̷̶̷n̷̶̷g̷̶̷ ̷̶̷b̷̶̷u̷̶̷l̷̶̷l̷̶̷s̷̶̷h̷̶̷i̷̶̷t̷̶̷.̷̶̷  I should try not to swear as much huh? It's better now I guess. I'm still the failed only son but I actually think this therapy s̷̶̷h̷̶̷i̷̶̷t̷̶̷  sorry is starting to work for her. And she is kind of like my best friend at the moment. Which is sad. But I mean I see her every day. Okay almost every day. I should probably invite some of my actual friends over. Ooooor maybe I should go to them actually. I'm doing fine though. Mostly. Some of the time. I guess the therapy is sort of working for me too. It's nice to vent to someone who doesn't really give a shit about me so I get spared their pity. This journaling thing is fucking weird though.


sidenote: new neighbours just moved in

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