On top of a whole bunch of other health problems I have no realistic way of getting help for without putting myself into massive debt I now can’t even eat food. I’ve lost over twenty pounds this month, and still as far as anyone is concerned I still don’t even exist because of a lack of some stupid pieces of paper. At least I’ve kind of gotten the chance to kind of prove under different circumstances I could have made something of myself. Well, I guess more accurately I should say if I hadn’t been such a fucking dumbass that ever felt anything towards anyone else, when I got stuck growing up with such a manipulative and abusive family, or later on when I met the wrong kind of people as an adult. A genuine psychopath version of me would have been just fine in this whole situation.
Anyway… maybe if I can get some stuff finished maybe I’ll post some of my work on here at some point. It’s nothing special or anything, but hell if my body just keeps going this way I guess I might as well.