Welcome

What happens when you're no longer welcome in your own home.

What happens when you come home and no one asks how your day was like they used to.

What happens when the person you thought was your friend no longer concerns themselves with you.

I get that I've had a bad couple of months. My depression has hit me hard and it's hard to deal with. But what kind of friends are you to just avoid me? I'm finally coming out of my depression. I have stuff to keep me busy and in a matter of weeks, I'll be able to finally start paying off everyone who helped me out the last couple of months.

Some people are getting antsy about that. It's not like i'm shirking my responsibility. If I was spending my money on things I didn't need then sure, pester me all you want. But every dollar I've gotten in the last couple of weeks has gone towards bills, gas, groceries, and rent. I'm not going out every weekend and I'm not buying frivolous unnecessary things.

But to tell me that I shouldn't buy Christmas presents because I owe you money is bullshit. You don't get to tell me what I should and shouldn't do with my money. Christmas is an important holiday to me and to my family. I will be getting Christmas presents and you'll get your money a week later. Or maybe I just won't get you a Christmas present at all.



Thanks for being my friend. Really means a lot that I'm welcome in my own home.