And my birthday curse has already started. I got money pretty much stolen out of my savings account over a charge I canceled a week ago and was supposed to not go through. My patreon only paid me $30 out of the over $100 it was supposed to give me and won't let me get the rest for another week. Then I was asked to enter a Mystery Science Theater 3000 fan contest with my infamous Tom Servo cosplay, but a girl who not only stole my cosplay design, but made it ill-fitting and looking like shit spammed the contest with her photo, so they went with her bad copy over my original. My cosplay is all over the internet because the stars of MST3K put it up on their websites and wrote about it, and it was all over comic con blogs literally the same day I wore it in 2012!
Literally 12 more days + of this is left. It's my fucking cursed birthday. Oh, and now I guess my husband and I don't get to go to Hawaii this holiday season because of someone being extremely selfish, and now instead, they want us to go to Alaska for Christmas? Yeah, my EDS will do grrrreat there in the winter.
I'm seriously having the worst panic attack and I just want to crawl into a hole. It's been one day in this fucking stupid month, and already, I'm falling the fuck apart.
