It's official this time. We can't seem to get things to work like they used to between us. We keep coming back around to the same conversations, and I don't understand why. I get the feeling that her depression is much worse than I thought. She keeps a lot bottled inside. Things just don't want to seem to improve. They just keep getting more and more tough all over.
I know I've been quiet for a while. I'm most depressed when I'm quiet. It doesn't help that my works are still not selling. It's still been since last September.
I do have some time to try and figure out where I'm going. At this point, my only real option is to find one of those homesteads that ask for help in return for letting you live there. Otherwise, I will simply be homeless.
I plan to go busk everyday, so I will be pretty quiet. I won't even really have time to write a post on X.
I did finally set up an account on buymeacoffee.com, so if you're feeling generous, that is one way that you can help me.
You can always check out my linktree for other ways to help me out. I still have books and merch for sale.
I guess that's it for now. I know the economy is difficult for everyone right now, but if everyone who read this sent $1, it would be a nice leg up.
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I'm so sorry to hear that you are not doing well. Staying in a relationship that isn't working out anymore is a quiet death though, so maybe some good can come out of it. I wish I could help someway, but I am struggling to make ends meet myself. I will send some blessings your way, hopefully the energy will do some good. Take care.
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