I haven’t been to my mom’s in forever, but my apartment is doing construction shyt this week and we have to be out. I have nowhere else to be, but I swear if I stay here I will end up self-harming, using, drinking, or becoming violent.

I just left for a walk and came back and showered and I can’t handle it here. I’ve already had so many fking flashbacks that I just can’t fking deal with it.

I have a tent, but it’s super old, needs to he waterproofed, honestly might disintegrate soon. Have a good sleeping bag though. Not sure what happened to my sleeping pad though. Temp going down to upper 30s(F), but if I get cold I’ll wake up and warm myself up. Going a week without sleeping because this building is my only option isn’t something I’ve never done before…

Idk why this went to relationships and communications.