This comes after asking our landlord for a written lease for over a year now.
We have to be out on or before January 31st officially now.
The language makes me wonder if it applies to the Zelda System as well, especially since the landlord sent a photo of it to a group chat with Emerson and Zelda.
If you need me, I’ll be in a TV hole or asleep, probably. I’d be more upset about it except that I’ve been over the bullshit for a long time. This has been the latest in the long string of utter nonsense. I don’t have the spoons to be all that pissed anymore.
I found this post on Zelda‘s timeline and I have some thoughts about it:
Mother fucker. I experience all of these on a daily basis or HAVE experienced all of these on a daily basis at some point in time. Especially the “fear of being seen”, as that is my agoraphobia in a nutshell. If I haven’t mentally steeled myself for a social situation hours to days in advance, it feels like being set on fire to be looked at. It’s THAT scary to me.
I have to R E P E A T E D L Y face my terror and trauma to socialize and be amongst the world and do the poetry performances that I love. I’ve become the master of charging in and showing up to shit glass cannon style balls to the wall, when in reality, I do EVERYTHING scared. I do EVERYTHING some measure of tired. I may look fearless, but I’m really, really not.
Which is heartbreaking because I legitimately love people and I love my city. I just don’t feel safe in the vast majority of situations for a very long time.
My spouses have learned that I can be coaxed out of the house with decaf coffee bribes or cinnamon treats and the like, so that’s an improvement…
I was out of the house for a longgggg time yesterday, though, which was cool – and got some adulty stuff done I had been putting off. I also met a very cool friend of Emerson’s and had a GREAT time with both of them.
We are mostly staying in today, though. I am being an intentionally useless potato while E is ostensibly working on writing. -Allēna
Knocked me out cold for the better part of 12 hours straight, and I binge watched more Gossip Girl before passing out. What a fluffy shitshow. It was my night alone, and all in all, it wasn’t a bad way to spend it.
I’m off to get lunch with Zelda and Emerson in a few. If I have spoons later, there’ll be more posts!