Hey all. Soo, It's been over three years since my last blog. Feels kind of awkward to be getting back into it, but life has been doing a pretty good job of kicking my ass lately, and it's time that I found an outlet.
Where to start. Well. I graduated high school. Moved in with my boyfriend. got pregnant two years later. Dumped him for another guy. Gave birth to my beautiful son, Rory Clarke <3. Turned 21. And then that guy dumped me because I wouldn't let him butt in on ladies' night out. I know. Such a keeper.
I live in the house that my parents just bought, managing their rental unit upstairs. I barely get to see my son because I need to work to pay the rent that my parents still insist that I pay. I still need to get my son's childcare all set up because I don't make enough money to pay for that and rent on my own and I've been working too much to make it to the financial aide office. I've got an appointment with a family counselor next Monday to find out how I can make sure that Rory gets to see his dad and myself as much as possible while still providing him the stability that he deserves. And yet. I'm still probably not going to see him as much as I want to over the next month because, like I said, I need to pay the bills, and it's going to take a while for childcare to get figured out. So there you go. I'm alone. I'm hurt. And I'm Broke. Oh yes life, you are doing a grand job at kicking my ass.
[OverAndOut.]
[Affirmative.]
