guavaberry
New member
Greetings!
If you are taking the time to read this, thank you. I am writing to you all from a tiny studio apartment I am currently sharing with my dad in the Bronx, NY.
I have been living here in NYC since February of 2017. It has been a whirlwind adventure with more lows than highs, but the highs far outweigh the lows. I am a film student at Brooklyn College and have been studying photography here this whole time.
While I am extremely grateful that I have a place to sleep, the extreme close quarters and over all anxieties brought on by the pandemic has been emotionally taxing not only on myself but my dad and our relationship too. We argue all the time, and I am extremely sensitive especially because I live with fibromyalgia.
I spend almost all my mornings waking up and wishing I could just either not exist currently because the pain is so unbearable and uncomfortable, which leads me to just feeling like I can't do even the simplest tasks. Anyway, off topic but it is a part of it.
Idk where to go from here, especially with everything going on. I have no work for the forseeable future but I can feel my mental health taking a drastic plunge each day that I share this space with him.
Am I being selfish or ungrateful? I am just writing to shout out into the void but also maybe see some unexpected points of view.
I've been looking for an affordable apartment option or even some airbnb situation for a few days, idk where to go or what to do.
And not only that, but I am in New York City, not like many if any options exist or are viable currently.
It's just that time of the night where my existential dread and doom and gloom is at full throttle.
Hope you're all safe out there.
over n out,
- D
If you are taking the time to read this, thank you. I am writing to you all from a tiny studio apartment I am currently sharing with my dad in the Bronx, NY.
I have been living here in NYC since February of 2017. It has been a whirlwind adventure with more lows than highs, but the highs far outweigh the lows. I am a film student at Brooklyn College and have been studying photography here this whole time.
While I am extremely grateful that I have a place to sleep, the extreme close quarters and over all anxieties brought on by the pandemic has been emotionally taxing not only on myself but my dad and our relationship too. We argue all the time, and I am extremely sensitive especially because I live with fibromyalgia.
I spend almost all my mornings waking up and wishing I could just either not exist currently because the pain is so unbearable and uncomfortable, which leads me to just feeling like I can't do even the simplest tasks. Anyway, off topic but it is a part of it.
Idk where to go from here, especially with everything going on. I have no work for the forseeable future but I can feel my mental health taking a drastic plunge each day that I share this space with him.
Am I being selfish or ungrateful? I am just writing to shout out into the void but also maybe see some unexpected points of view.
I've been looking for an affordable apartment option or even some airbnb situation for a few days, idk where to go or what to do.
And not only that, but I am in New York City, not like many if any options exist or are viable currently.
It's just that time of the night where my existential dread and doom and gloom is at full throttle.
Hope you're all safe out there.
over n out,
- D