Aside from the skyrim featured image, this is a very personal post.
But maybe not too long.
Jocelyne has said yes. I am to move in with her, free of charge. But the thing that remains is mom.
Always… fucking mom. She’s like a barbed mote, sinking into your skin. And her toxicity makes you feel ever guilty.
The thing is I have to stick to my guns, and stop feeling guilty. Because she doing it to herself. I’m not doing it to her. She’s creating these situations and making them seem like my fault. This isn’t true.
I need to repeat this a few times, but I know I’m right.
I’ll be ok. I will.