My mom is almost 100% positive she's losing the house.
That puts me out of a place to live.
It puts me out of the only place I've ever called home.
It takes away every fond memory.
It takes away all of my gardens that I have planted and nurtured.
It takes away a huge piece of my heart.

I will definitely be on here almost never.
I'm already somewhat M.I.A.
I had all of this stuff I had planned to finally upload, but now it either has to be packed into boxes or thrown in the trash.

I am inconsolable at the moment.
I have to find someone to take my cats.
I have to find someone to probably take my dogs.
I have nowhere to put even a fraction of my stuff.
I have nowhere to go.

I thought things were looking up, but I was wrong.
I don't even know what to do with myself.