Last night trying to sleep

Me @me: Well my mom still hasn’t returned the $500 I loaned her out of my grad school fund. This is the second time she’s asked to borrow money from it too. Obviously she doesn’t believe in me going back to school any more. Not that u disagree. It’s been 5 years since I graduated. The world’s on fire. I don’t even know what I want anymore. I’m probably never getting there, stuck in this dead end job with crappy insurance. What’s even the point anymore? My life is a waste-

Ray-Ray (my cat): *CHIRP!* *stomps over to me* *body slams my face* *purrs obnoxiously loud*

Me: Good point.

This is a quote from Sophia Petrillo from the Golden Girls. She’s talking about being over 80 but I think it’s relevant for people with depression. I didn’t want it fancy or pretty, just the quote embroidered on fabric.

I’d like to make a bunch of them and make a collage on the wall. I have some ideas for some nice ones and some salty ones and other reminders.