Monday, September 16, 2024

Ch 5 pg 33

 




 
 
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Now, the reason for all this...ALL THIS (all the things above) is that father passed away about a week ago. I couldn't mention it sooner due to his will, but the week of staying silent on the info is past. That being said, he left my mother with numerous debts and no money to keep up finances. Not only did my partner and I have to shelf out money for this prick's funerary costs, but I personally have helped with other finances, such as this overdue vet bill, and finding ways to hopefully get my mum's finances back. That has taken a lot of time out of me and a lot of energy I do not have as an introvert. Even though, in many cases, by the average mind, you would say my mum should've known better, but the issue runs deep and the manipulation has been around for 51 years. No matter how hard one may try, you do not get over that in a fortnight and lucky if you can afford therapists to help you get such trauma settled in a year, of which we could not. So thus, here we are, mum saddled with several debts and barely enough money to buy a week's worth of groceries. I've been doing what I can, and though she's getting stuff from social security, the things she could've gotten from my dad after death are falling short because he only half assed the paperwork, just like he half assed everything else in his life. 
My partner and I are currently trying to clean up his car to sell for mum, but it's...rough, to say it kindly and we also found mold in the car....and we can't afford to get it professionally cleaned. I'd be shocked if we could get anyone to buy it for more than the cost of scrap metal, but we'll try anyway. As to what to do after that, I've no clue. My partner and I cannot keep dish out our finances to help her so we're all stuck between a rock and a brick wall, yippy.
Hence the stress as of late and the pure frustration and anger. I'm trying to hanging on, but it's hard. With me not getting art jobs in or finding any that I could try out for or fit into, with minimal support toward my work or ability to pay for things like ads or to drive out to places, I literally just wanna cry. I haven't felt this terrible since I was scammed back in 2014 where I lost thousands of usd and my dream project. I feel so...stuck, and lost. It's a scary situation and I don't even know where to start most days. I try to take it a day at a time, but there are moments where I sit down and all of a sudden, everything that still needs to be done and things that are still happening, suddenly come flooding over me in a tidal wave.

I do hope for things to get better, I really do, but in the mean time, I immensely appreciate your patience. If you can support in any way, that'd be fantastic too. I'm working when I can and even increasing my usual hours and I hope this will eventually be enough.

Thank you and have a great week everyone!
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