This is me. My pains and issues.
The thing I post are true to the best of my knowledge. This is more of a journal. Welcome to my mind.
My spider is named D'Vorah Dearest.
My ex got high on coke and now my 2 children have to either come live with me while I'm still currently living in a tent or they go to foster care. How will I do this? I'm fucking scared. I'm barely taking care of myself. He was supposed to have this handled. He was supposed to stay sober. How can you spend $600 on cocaine when you know your rent is due to keep a roof over the spawn you helped create?! I understand addiction and I used to believe "Once an addict always an addict" but there comes a point where you either stay an addict or become a parent. Getting STABBED didn't stop your drinking why would I assume your kids are more important than the drugs? Guess I'm just an idiot like that. I got this and we will get by. We may struggle but I'll be damned if I let you ruin them.
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