My friend's house is about to be decimated by fire, my lover/ex/(?) is homeless, my mom is homeless, my brother is homeless, and career-wise I may never have much going on despite all my fancy education, BUT on the bright side, I am not homeless, I have some very decent relatives who aren't bat shit insane, lol, and I am doing alright considering that my closest attachments aren't with anyone I can rely on emotionally in any way, and are all people I constantly worry about, and who are my main sources of stress. Eh, whaddaya gonna do. Life is life.
It could definitely be worse. I am under a soft blanket. I am safe. All my basic material needs are met. I feel okay. I'm still alive. I'm alone and I'm still thankful for that. I hope everyone is okay. I hope everyone manages to treat themselves gently and with care. It would make me worry less about everyone.
Goodnight.
10:26 p.m. - 2020-08-24