#personal blog
Nuggets
A nice jar of weed
My old blog to-the-bone-girl has been deleted. Now I’m start a new one.
I have a soft spot for the snake webkinz
Newest ones of the collection! <3
Another thrift find! I was just looking for these guys online and ended up finding them at a store in my town. They’re super soft
Found this gal at a thrift store! I’ve never seen this one before, but I love it!
My Siamese Army is getting strong
Getting back into digital drawing! Here’s the webkinz tiger snake
Even though there is so much sadness and darkness in the world at the moment, there is still so much love and hope ❤️ Please have a read of my blog about the different ways my loved ones have been there for me throughout lockdown. I hope with all my heart you can see that there is love and light out there still ❤️
https://songsforthestressed.home.blog/2021/02/14/love-in-the-time-of-covid/
Way overdue update
Kinda forgot I had a tumblr if I’m being completely honest and I’ve been the absolute worst at updating it due to that. For those of you who I’ve noticed have followed me recently(ish) little life update. I graduated from college in May, just quit my shitty as hell job and just started a new position at a hospital. I’m absolutely in love with my new job and couldn’t be more ready to get into the full swing of it.
I got these super cute journals and I’m thinking about picking up journaling but on my own terms. I’m just not sure what I want to write in them at the moment. It feels like a lot has happened recently but it’s calmed down so there isn’t as much to say.
I knew from a young age that life was never going to be picture perfect, and I accepted that. I learned to alter my view of the world to be more realistic early on, as to avoid disappointment. I got good at taking care of myself at a young age and I got even better at watching others and reading them to see how they were doing. I felt like things were finally settling into a rhythm, things were looking a little up for a while there. And then it feels like it all hit again, except this time it wasn’t a slow trickle it feels more like a tsunami thats attempting to sweep my feet out from underneath me. Being on my toes has never been an issue, I watched my abusive dad leave my life when I wasn’t even fully aware that this wasn’t how most families are, I watched my mom lose a child, I was there for all my grandmothers hospital visits as she slowly died of liver failure,I watched as the only grandfather figure I had left because it was all too much, and so much more that it felt like it had to all be behind me, how could there be more.
Then a few months ago my mom started getting sick. Some thought it was just the flu, then maybe metapause. After two or so months she had lost over 60 pounds and we found out it was a stomach ulcer and a kidney infection. She started antibotics and all should have been fine. Except these discovers seemed to lead to more symptoms, at first we thought maybe they were just side effects of the medicines she was on. We waited and hoped this was the answer, because it was the easiest one to solve. Unfortunately life is never that easy, instead her doctors believe she is in the beginning stages of multiple sclerosis. which for those who don’t know is a disorder where the immune system eats away at the covering of the nerves and doesn’t have a cure. Its a life sentence of pain with treatments that can help manage some of the pain, but none that make it better. With that everything shattered. She got fired from her job because of medical time she had taken off and I had to deliver the news. That was probably one of the hardest calls Ive had to have. WIth finally knowing what is wrong with our loved ones, there is usually this relief that washes over us. I think this caused the opposite, I knew this meant I would have to be the one to be there for everyone else and hold everything together. That job has become harder than ever, I am trying to hold myself together, all the while I am a full time student, who works most of the weekend and comes home to care for my family. Its been hard to not want to just sit and cry sometimes because Ive been up for 18 hours and now I have to make sure everyone has eatten, that my sister has finished her homework and then help her get ready for bed, while ensuring my mom has her new icepacks and she stays on her schedule for medications.
The hardest part is always feeling alone, like this is a one person battle. I know I have friends that are there for me, but I feel bad enough when I neglect them for weeks because 17 credit hours is enough to juggle with working 20 hours a week. I feel like I can’t let people in either, this is my problem really not thiers. I don’t want to bring someone into this, then have it be the reason they leave.. because its all too much and its not thier issue. Most of my friends don’t know that my mom is sick, most wouldn’t know anything wrong and sometimes I think thats almost easier than to let someone in only for them to leave. -A
I’m really feeling all the fall vibes while studying