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Ex left me to go be with two other guys, leaving me to pay for $2500 a month apartment by myself while taking care of her two cats. Was dead broke by the time I moved out. Had nowhere to go, so I asked my boss if I could live at our warehouse until I had my stuff together. It was that or living on the streets. He said it was cool as long as our corporate managers never saw the room. Got to stay long enough to save money, do some cool things, and finally move back in with family to do some much needed healing.

1st pic was how it looked when I fully settled in. 2nd pic was how it started. 3rd pic was 5 hours later. Was pretty nice, until summer kicked in and with no ac it would get up to 95 degrees in the room lol

Sometimes I miss the privacy and the freedom to be as loud and crazy as I wanted to be. I think everyone needs a space to be a little unhinged.

Biggest advice to anyone who’s struggling.

Don’t be afraid to ask for help. You might be a bit surprised what people are willing to do for you to make sure you can make it to the other side okay as well.

EDIT:

This is really resonating with a lot of people and I’m really grateful for all the kindness here. I’ll do my best to respond to any more questions once I wake up later! I hope that my story gives you all a reminder that even the smallest things can be like a luxury when it’s taken away. My space was as close to an ideal space as I could make it given some compromises being had.

I’m getting asked a lot on what happened to my ex’s cats that I took care of when she moved out. I’ll just paste what I said in another comment below.

I never was a cat person until I took care of her cats. Fell in love with her cats the same time I fell in love with my ex. Losing the cats was just as awful as the breakup. I asked my ex to tell me when she was moving back to her home state as she couldn’t have cats where she was staying when she moved out. Reason why I asked was so I could spend my last days with her cats with a proper goodbye. I treated those cats like they were my own.

It wasn’t until one day I was about to leave for work and heard my ex trying to break into my apartment to take the cats back without telling me. This was around the time she was sneaking into my apartment to steal some of my things too.

I begged her to let me have just one more day to spend with them to have a real goodbye. She threatened to call the police, so I had to let them go right then and there. I still think about those cats to this day.

Last I heard they’re still doing okay.

You can find a pic of them that I posted in another comment. Hope you both are still doing great, Sylvester and Oscar.

Never even messaged a mod

Edit: A 40 year old alcoholic failed telemarketer now banned from the sub. Enjoyed posting with you boys

Boyfriend broke up with me on Sunday, been feeling :( since.

I signed up for jock week and I have been listening to 3-4 episodes a day. It's the only thing that made me laugh and smile this week.

sincerely,

probably the only black girl in this subreddit lol

Mine is...
Burger King Guy
That MF Not Real Girl
Brad Pitt
Captain Shah (Malaysian Flight 370)

Backdrop - How to Draw A Paper Airplane by Jace Avery

...what's YOUR Mount Rushmore of Bad Flights?

This and the LP subreddit are insane. Some of you guys expect too much outa a group of lib goofs. They just literally get drunk and press record Just seen someone complaining they punch down.
They have punched everywhere

On that note here’s a fat chick with one of the name of the world.

Almost 100 years...