you can call me forest. he/they. early 20s. transmasc, aroace and gay. (real) latino.
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you can call me forest. he/they. early 20s. transmasc, aroace and gay. (real) latino.
been thinking a little about how I was meant to stay away from them for the past few days. I wasn't meant to come back, my new life there might have been shitty too, but at least I had my own place and autonomy to do things when I wanted.
now I'm just a bum, I should've gotten a job at least seven months ago but I'm stuck being miserable all the time because that's what they want from me. I'm just their little wife, the real parent to my siblings, I'm not allowed to do whatever.
what pains me the most is that it's subtle, the kind of manipulation that makes you go crazy, overthinking your own desires and actions because they're making me put everything else first but me.
there's no way out, it's a small town and the economy couldn't be more awful. I can't escape again, even if I got a job and managed to save up 4x my pay to rent a minuscule place again I wouldn't make it to the end of the month with the bills and groceries, not to mention the trinkets to keep me sane.
I don't have friends, I don't have connections. I can't run away.
gotta turn these feelings into a dean winchester angst artwork, nobody be rocking the wife child groomed victim label as much as my homie
been thinking a little about how I was meant to stay away from them for the past few days. I wasn't meant to come back, my new life there might have been shitty too, but at least I had my own place and autonomy to do things when I wanted.
now I'm just a bum, I should've gotten a job at least seven months ago but I'm stuck being miserable all the time because that's what they want from me. I'm just their little wife, the real parent to my siblings, I'm not allowed to do whatever.
what pains me the most is that it's subtle, the kind of manipulation that makes you go crazy, overthinking your own desires and actions because they're making me put everything else first but me.
there's no way out, it's a small town and the economy couldn't be more awful. I can't escape again, even if I got a job and managed to save up 4x my pay to rent a minuscule place again I wouldn't make it to the end of the month with the bills and groceries, not to mention the trinkets to keep me sane.
I don't have friends, I don't have connections. I can't run away.
she puts a foot in the house and all she does is complain complain complain and takes the tv control away when I'm watching it with my sister fuck off
he came home and started pointing out undone housework too, I love my family, they greet me so well
I am useless and it's all my fault. I can't blame my disability forever because at some point it's a problem with me. I refuse to get my shit together and I blame everyone but myself, I have no job and no prospects, all I do is complain and cry and make everyone around me pity me. I'm draining resources and for what? I haven't made art in months, all I do is consume, I give nothing back
"what's your type?" sam winchester.
she puts a foot in the house and all she does is complain complain complain and takes the tv control away when I'm watching it with my sister fuck off
today’s one of those days where depression eats my very essence. got out of bed when I was supposed to, but it lured me back in and got up again later than I should’ve. I wasn’t even resting/sleeping, just laid there while using my stupid phone. now every thing I haven’t done yet is making me feel miserable.
changed icons again, I love when the Winchesters are fucked up
the make up is insane though
just remembered that one time I made a family group chat (with my parents only since my sister didn't have a phone at the time) back in highschool because every single friend I had had one to communicate things with their parents (grades, how their day went, idk). and they just asked "why did you make this?", as if it didn't have a purpose, and left.
i want to change the way I'm living rn like the depression caused by not doing anything at all to get better is eating me alive, I really need to put effort into getting those papers done for uni, studying the language so I don't fail my exams, I need to try and get a job or at least sell some art to not depend on my controlling folks money
I'm manifesting HOPE atp bro
I've had two borrowed books from the small communal library space for MONTHS 😭😭😭 the poor owners must think someone stole them, I swear I'll give them back as soon as I can omg so embarrassing
perceived skill
many small purchases add up to a large amount of money
mom called me n my siblings larvae (derogatory) earlier, still doesn't top that one time she called me a bitch while yelling at my face a few years ago