all you can take

It’s been a rough few days.  Working, looking at moving (across town to help take care of my grandfather, nothing big) and trying like hell just to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

I didn’t get financial aid, at all.  Why?  I have a bachelors degree.  Fucked up right?  No one bothered to tell me that once you have a bachelors the government stops helping you pay for school.  I was pissed.  So I’m working on loan stuff and looking into scholarships for down the road.

I finally sent Isaac an ultimatum.  I’m drowning and I need saving.  I don’t need something else being the white elephant in the room stressing me out more.  So I told him, I love you but I love me more.  You’ve treated me like dirt for 2 months and I’m through with it.  If you love me, treat me like it, if you don’t then let me go.

Too much going on, too much going wrong, too much weighing me down.