[general mental health] I really hate the way it takes practically nothing at all to tank my mood

but it's hot out and my boyfriend was too busy last weekend to see me, so here I am

bawling over what I can only assume the future will be

again

because until work starts back up, I have basically 2 choices

1. Stay in Queens most of the time, work from home there, be isolated, hope seeing my boyfriend on the weekend helps

or 2. Go out to stay with him, deal with the world's shittiest internet for work, deal with all the tension that living in that house has, but I have my boyfriend

ok, there is the choice of him finally finding a fucking job, moving out of that place, and me moving in with him there, but fuck knows when that's happening

he's looking for work, but I haven't heard him say anything about that paying off in any way

though I know one thing, if he still hasn't changed his room around by the next time I'm over there, I'm going to, at least, have a hard time not saying something

because he's been talking about it since February