Losing Everything
This has been a strange month. A month of so much shock I can hardly react. There’s been too much to consider and too much to do.
On April 10 I lost my job.
On April 11 someone hit the back of my car while it was parked.
On April 24 I began an internship at Samantha Slaven Publicity in West Hollywood. Unpaid.
By May 1 I need to move out of my apartment. And move in with my mom.
I went from successful full-time employee with my very own grown up apartment to unpaid homeless girl. I mean not quite ~homeless~ because my mom is taking me in but… without a home to call my own.
It’s almost like April Fool’s decided to take over the entire month of April and take away everything that mattered to me.
My mom isn’t giving me a room – oh no, that would be asking for too much. She’s giving me one of the two rooms my brother uses. With his furniture IN IT. Meaning I won’t feel as though I have my own space. I won’t be able to decorate to make it feel like it’s my own space. I’m sort of devastated. Being able to use MY belongings in HER house would ***ease*** the transition of losing my PERFECT apartment in Long Beach. There’s nothing easy about the month of April.
I guess we can lay to rest all my other previously frivolous worries in life.