Ok, so. My housemates are all toxic idiots. Which I kind of already knew. The thing is, I am done taking it.
Long story short, I am currently on an extremely stupid one-person crusade with the goal of getting them to ask me twice a week how I am doing. I will fail. I know that. The problem is, I have been accepting the silent treatment for three years and a half at this point and I. Just. Can't. Any longer.
The story will end with me moving out, and I know that. But before that, things will get rough.
Not to be the person to beg for attention online, but I am absolutely going to beg for attention online. If you have been following my blog long enough to feel like you've formed any kind of parasocial relationship with me, PLEASE send me some asks or whatever saying nice things about me as a person. The person part is important, because this current situation is very good at making me feel worthless at best and a bad person at worst.
I am going to queue this post for once a week-every two weeks for the next few months, just so that it remains in circulation.











