I hate loud noises, I hate bright flashes and I don't understand why, even when my state is a tinderbox, people want to set them off in my neighborhood. I'm scared. I'm alone. I want to be alone because no one can seem to comprehend how scary this is to me. It just feels like the revolution to me and I'm sitting here blasting music trying to forget how scared I am. Fuck this. I hate it.
So, my life has been imploding. In order, I broke up with my boyfriend, have to find a new place to live, I got fired from my job, and my mom is dying. Short list but it's brought me to my knees. My ex, now roommate, has left for America's birthday to spend it with his family. Fine by me because I hate loud noises and bright flashes. But... I still felt lonely. I accidentally broke our blinds again and asked one of our neighbors if they could come help me because he's tall. Not only that, but they invited me over, gave me drinks and a plate and I played with their kids. I bet they'd let me play in the pool if I asked, but, I'm shy. I had to leave once the fireworks in the neighborhood started because I didn't want to have a panic attack but it just felt so nice to be welcomed by a family who didn't even know me or my name. I'm so grateful to have been welcomed to their family and hope that we can still be friends until I have to leave. Growing up, all my neighbors were like this. It's just a nice feeling.
I meant to my feed my snake the day after I threw it in the fridge after the freezer....I forgot. Is it bad to warm a three day old small rat for my boy?