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Today was a long, long day and I'd rather not talk about it. Let's discuss fandom instead.

( News on the third Madoka movie. )

Good news in the Homestuck department! ( Spoilers for the latest update, of course. )

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...Okay, I'll cough it up.

God, it's been a long day. I feel like there's a weight on me.

I visited my psychologist today. Mom and Dad came along too.And it's officially confirmed by my psychologist that the most healthy thing for me to do right now is move out. At this point, there is no way I can be with Mom under the same roof, he said. Just like I thought.

The worst part is that Mom started yelling at my psychologist and insulting him. She's not the same person she was ten years ago. She's entirely taken over by her mania . She thinks everything is fine when in fact she's been verbally abusing me and my Dad. And she doesn't see this. She's completely delusional and thinks everything is perfectly fine and that we're the problem and that we're "conspiring" against her. She even drilled my boyfriend Jimmy and demanded the exact time when he'd be taking me back before we finally drove off.

Usually, I go to Dave's apartment on weekends with Jimmy, and when things get bad at home, I retreat there as well. Over a week ago, the worst had reached its peak. I was afraid to go home. I still am. It's over a week since I've stayed at Dave's, and I have no intentions of going back and endure Mom's tirades and Mom & Dad's scream matches. The only good things about home are the two dogs and chinchilla.

Hell, Dad and Dave just had a long talk so Dad could update him on what was going on. Dave didn't have a problem with me being in the apartment for so long; it was just awkward for him because it felt like "there was no end in sight." Like I would stay forever without a deadline. The only other place I can go is the boat, which is yet to be cleaned. And Mom is freaking out about me being alone on the docks and getting raped or something. So I'm still at Dave's apartment, for now.

Currently nobody in the family has money.

My sister's coming down for Thanksgiving. I hope she doesn't, actually. Because of Mom and Mom & Dad's fights are going to break her again.

I've been trying to distract myself with fandom and making graphics to feel better, but it's not working really well. I feel so terrible. I should probably just give up and go to bed.