so i did something.
i don’t know if it was a good idea,
but i figured it was the right thing to do…
so my younger cousin called me last night in tears.
she was staying at her aunt’s crib after her mother passed,
but after a huge fight,
she was thrown into the streets.
that side of my family is really ignorant.
i don’t fuck with them at all.
well she was couch surfing until her surfboard broke.
she is homeless.
after her mother’s death i was contemplating her coming to stay with me.
well she definitely has no where to go now.
so i told her she could come stay with me until she got off her feet.
well i kinda regret that decision low key.
well the reason i’m saying that is because she is very unpolished.
i also didn’t realize just how much of a product of her environment she had become.
i asked her how much money she has:
she was working,
but she got laid off due to all the drama in her life.
her mother spoiled her like crazy so now she has no sense of saving.
she is also short tempered and goes to pessimistic real quick.
she also can’t find her social security card and her birth certificate.
i called karaoke today because i was in the middle of an anxiety attack.
i felt all of air in my crib being sucked out.
she told me:
“you were once lost as i remember.
it took me to help you find your inner bougie.
well she was right.
i don’t really realize how far i’ve come from when i was “a mess”.
i was once “her”.
not as messy,
but definitely not together either.
now look at me.
so i have a new 20 year old roommate.
one who is currently smoking weed in my living room.