Oh, Stress, how familiar thy face...

March 17, 2017 Friday

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

I'll be spending today wishing I didn't have a policy against drinking while stressed because I think I've lost my job, probably lost my home, but after thirteen years of being done this way, I have definitely had enough of being in a toxic and abusive relationship with two people who last year put my son's life in danger and this year put me at risk as well. And thus, my daughter, since I'm her food source. Shouldn't come as a surprise since they like to side with a pedophile, but, eh. And I do mean pedophile. Not the "oh, one month from 18 don't count" nobody cares about, the "toddlers and children are sooo sexy" kind of pedophile that's done a good bit of damage to others and only the particularly sick and twisted would think is an alright human being.

JAD will be on temporary hiatus while I job hunt. Unless I get some spare time to direct my frustrations into story illustrations.

This conclude's Friday's edition of TMI.

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