This! When I Was Young And Home-hopping I Got Harped On For Getting Things That Weren't A Survival Necessity.

This! When I was young and home-hopping I got harped on for getting things that weren't a survival necessity. But for me it was a necessity, of a different kind. My heart and brain needed the comfort, the hope, of said item(s) and without them I probably would have lost all hope, thrown away what little I had, and spiraled downward into oblivion. Whether it be a small trinket, a special drink or treat on occasion, etc. It was needed. Or I'd have fallen into more despair than I already was in.

During the most poor and homeless period of my life, I had a lot of people get angry with me because I spent $25 on Bath and Body Works candles during a sale. They couldn’t comprehend why the hell I would do that when I had been fighting for months to try and get us on our feet, afford food, and have an apartment to live in.

Those candles were placed beside wherever I slept that night. In the morning, I would move them and set them wherever I’d have to hang out. At one point I carried one around in my purse - one of those big honking 3-wick candles. I never lit them, but I’d open them and smell them a lot.

I credit that purchase with a lot of my drive that got me to where I am today. I had been working tirelessly, 15+ hour days with barely any reward, constantly on the phone or trying to deal with organizations and associations to “get help at”. It’d gone on for almost a year by the end of it, and I was so burnt out, to the point that I would shake 24/7. But I could get a bit of relief from my 3-wick “upper middle class lifestyle” candles. They represented my future goals, my home I wanted to decorate, and how I would one day not be in this mess anymore.

When we moved into the apartment, and our financial status improved, I burned those candles every single day. When they were empty, I cleaned them out, stuck labels on them, and they became the starting point of my really cute organization system I had ALWAYS planned to have.

So whenever I hear about someone very poor getting themselves a treat - maybe it’s Starbucks, maybe it’s a home deco item, maybe it’s a video game… I don’t judge them. I get it. I get that you can’t go without anything for that long without it making you go crazy. You need to pull some joy, inspiration, and motivation from somewhere.

The moon landing was on Terri Irwin's birthday

Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?

Manifesting the hopeless romantic crowd to collide with my little goth pan/polyam bestie in the near future

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Update I got my fan working again but who knows how long that's going to last 🫠

I ran out of my bedside emergency snacks and now I'm lying in bed dizzy and starving also my fan broke so now I'm overheating - is this it is this how I end

PLEASE let me put your camera in my mouth i promise i wont bite you and chomp you and shake you and drag you to a freezing watery grave pleas please please i am just a friendly sea doggy i will only engulf your camera in my jaws and not anything else (lying)

Restoring The Smallest Clockwork