Apparently emotional regulation doesn’t pay the storage bill. Rude.

My Storage Unit Might Get Auctioned, But At Least I’m Working on My Fucking Feelings

I have this app called storage treasures where you bid on people’s units.

Pretty sure my unit will be on it next :( once again relying on someone else to pay it because I have no income coming in these days.

Over here trying to focus on my mental fucking health & not trying to suck dick for money on the side.

Ha! I fucking wish!

Just because of life’s beautiful circumstances and my poor life decisions, I have been in some lovely places lately to help me overcome some challenges.

Not the looney bin, don’t worry, but since I don’t really work.

My first time ever in my life I had to resort to state help and EBT.

It’s crazy, I am not going to judge myself completely but it’s definitely different. I just am rolling with it because if I overthink it I’ll go off the deep end.

Trust me, it’s happened already.

So here I am now thinking why the fuck wasn’t I put in a class like this as a child or taught this shit growing up. I’m a fucking adult who can’t manage her fucking emotions.

Going from 0-10000 it’s oh so much fun.

It’s really frustrating that I’m in this position but I know if I can get my emotions in check maybe life won’t be so difficult.

I’ve been looking for remote work online but there’s so many scams I’ve come across.

I’m that blonde girl who is like oh cool I believe almost anything there’s a fuck me over sign as my tramp stamp.

Jk it really says “made in Korea”.

This is my diary and my fucking raw vulnerability to the world.

How’s it looking? Like a hot mess, I bet.

I’m not going to apologize to anyone because guess what, you’re not me, you don’t know what I’ve been through in life and you can suck my left tit if you are here to judge.

I’m honest, I’m open, and this is my diary/blog.

Maybe in 5 years I can look back and see my progress.

Just to clarify to anyone thinking I’m some lazy ass bum, before my snowball of shit went down, I was a business owner, I had tons of clients, and I was busy daily.

I’m fucking great at what I do, and all my equipment for it is in my lovely storage.

Where it’s not paid off and I might lose thousands of dollars worth of equipment due to me not having money come in.

It’s just out of my control at this moment, either God will send me some blessings or maybe later in life I’ll move onto bigger and better.

I can’t stress over it and I can’t rely on boyfriends.

I need to put my big girl pants on and stop being such a chicken shit about life and make some money.

Legally or illegally hahah.

Selling farts or blowing old men.

Kidding. Sort of.

Yikes, well my head’s spinning right meow and I feel like I need a nap.

Thanks for letting me vent and let this out.

I honestly don’t have many friends these days because I’m sick of drama and I get annoyed easily by bitches.

I have more men as friends than females.

My mindset reminds people of a dude , I’m just stuck in this girl’s body.

Trust me there’s a reason God didn’t put a dick on me, I would ruin people haha.

🤣 okay time to shut the fuck up and take a nap.

Depression + staying up late + being emotional = rambling on like a crazy bitch who just wants to get fucked.