My ex officially moved into his new house last night. I’ve been crying all morning. I feel so much relief but also so weird… this is really it???

My cabin is all mine again that means I can be consistent here again. This means I don’t have to chase airbnbs and hotels to make content.

I go home Sunday after my last psychedelic therapy session this weekend and I can film all my customs and get all the content I keep dreaming about done.

Thank you for your patience, support and love while I got out from under this awful situation. It took a whole year and it feels like it’s my fault for just wanting to help when he needed it. He ended up a squatter.

Leave relationships with people who never seem excited for you and who always put you down in little ways before it turns into something more serious. Before you realize you’ve wasted years of your life trying to uplift someone who doesn’t want to improve and who intentionally holds you back.