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Car show season isn't the same as it used to be.
Let's face it. I've found myself at a really low point in my life, mentally speaking. My health isn't what I thought it would be at this point in life, and it's scary as hell to say the least. But I keep trying. And I know there aren't many of you that care enough to keep subscribed, but... it means alot to me that anyone would have ever supported my endeavors of any sort.
I'm not the same girl I was 3 years ago... so many things have changed. I keep making promises to make a video or take more photos, but I can't keep letting people down. I never know when I'm going to feel up to putting on makeup or doing my hair. I can't afford the maintenance it takes to look decent, so my self esteem ends up falling apart. It's hard being human....even harder being female.
I miss the old me.

I just had to share this here because i actually looked kinda cute for this little video i did for my jewelry design hustle. I started designing crowns and this one turned out so good, I couldn't help but model it.

Well, I didn't do well at market. Struggling with my self worth in a REALLY BIG WAY. Nothing seems to work out, and I'm having a hard time accepting my place in it all.
I'm trying.
And hey...if nothing else, I have got to learn to be grateful for the perky set of nips i was blessed with. I mean... really. 🤣

I've got a makers market I'm taking part in tomorrow and I'm beyond excited for it. I love having the opportunity to show off my creations!

Before I packed up, I took time for some shower time photos. Hopefully I'll do really good at this market and sell a bunch of my available jewelry, and then I'll be able to spoil myself.

Spending the night in a hotel, thanks to a really great friend who wanted me to enjoy myself and not stress out about traveling the day of the show. 🥰 how's your Friday night going?

I don't know how I managed to miss uploading these.
Fresh photos from a day a couple weeks ago where I didn't completely feel like crawling under a rock. It's really hard to put on a nice outside appearance when your insides feel like they don't even belong to you. Not kidding, I wondered OFTEN if i didn't have some weird body snatching situation happen and I ended up with the musculoskeletal system of a 80 year old.
At any rate...proof of life. I still exist. I need a hair cut, desperately. I just want to be able to spoil myself one of these days- a salon appointment. Manicure and pedicure. Maybe even get my lashes done. Just...anything to feel human again. Instead, we are saving money to pay for teeth. I broke another one, and I'm facing reality. It's another reason my self esteem has been in dumpster. I just feel like everything is falling apart all the time.

But hey.. my nipples are still adorable. 🥰

So... since I haven't been feeling quite the *model* self I used to be, I've been focusing on making pretty things, trying to make some money lined up so I can pay some necessities.
It's ridiculously hard to be taken seriously in any arena. I've only just recently begun to feel like an artist, which I've been studying/practicing/living art since I was old enough to hold a crayon.
I just wanted to share them here too. Who knows... you might actually want to own something I've made.
The last year of medical journeys, finding out more things wrong with my genetic code than I would have ever imagined. It's been really hard to keep my head up, and not fall into a deep depression. I still haven't really accepted my stepson's death, and it kills me to know he didn't feel like he had anyone. I will forever wonder why he didn't talk to us.
I'm adapting.
I've also been living off of less than $500/month which means I've been struggling with affording food or anything outside of utilities to keep my house warm.
It's not been easy. But.... like everything else...gotta make the best of what you got. A little appreciation goes a long way.... and I do appreciate the talents I have and the things I'm able to do because of those talents. Without them, I'd be a really angry individual.

I'm trying to get some money together to do something nice for myself for valentines day. If you wanna help, or wanna send me a little something... I've got a wishlist.
Presents definitely make my day better. 😌
And... i always like to show off when I get presents.
Just sayin. 😉😍🥰

Remember this girl?
I'm working on some things and plan to update you very soon.
Life is rough. . . Depression is something I wish on no one. I still don't know how to deal with what happened to my stepson...still haven't managed to get any help with my disability case...still have no idea what I'm doing with life.
But...
It isn't going to get any better if I don't make it better.
So...I'll start working on it.

I lost my stepson 2 months ago to suicide. Not one person here bothered to ask if I was ok.
Not one person who has the courage to ask me for photos of my kitty or videos of whatever random act your perversions could imagine could take one minute to send me any sort of sympathy.
Not only that, but the entire time I've been struggling with my health and coming to terms with my now disabled reality, I've been left to just deal with it. I cannot imagine how it anyone finds it acceptable to ask for nudity and exposure, but not consider the reality that I'm human and could actually use some compassion. Not only do I realize I do not matter unless I am fulfilling someone's needs, but i realize now that my own needs are inconsequential.
Not that any of me is consequential. Or essential. Or even worth a conversation beyond demands for whatever.

I am worth so much more than a monthly subscription fee.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/gage-michael-mcguire?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=p_cf+share-flow-1

I'm probably not supposed to link put like this...but we need all the help we can get. If you have the ability, it would be appreciated. If not, no worries, but please, pass along the info wherever you can.

It takes a village. And I've never needed a village like I do right now.

My boyfriend's son was found without a pulse this morning. He was 18.
I cannot begin to explain to you the amount of sh!t we've had on our plates lately, but... honestly, I'm trying so hard to keep my head above water and I'm failing.
I don't know what to do to break this pattern of disaster. Something has to change.