If you've been following me on twitter, you may already know what has happened in the last two weeks. I've got to say, probably the lowest of my lowest.

Simply put, on Saturday 27/7 I've been kicked out by my mother, and all I had was my phone, some saved up money on my bank account, my car, and some clothes I quickly scrambled for. I slept in my car that night.

I was without a home, and a job (since she is the manager there). I was forced to search for a emergency flat, a job, and places to stay while I was completely in shambles. Fortunately, thanks to my friends I had a place to stay in for the time being before I moved in. I barely had any money to spare on food, and lived off of cheap food for a bit, as cheap as I could that is. However, thanks to my partner and him opening up commisions, I was able to get some money extra, that I could use to actualy eat normal food, and actually afford a second month of rent, before my sallary showed up.

After a while, my mother realized what she did, and 4/8 decided to let me back in. I did accept, since the flat I stayed was uh, let's say unsanitary.

I am aware that this is a ticking time-bomb, and will save up money to move into my own place. A place that doesn't have a washing machine that uses toilet water for the water intake (and many other horrors).

I'd hereby want to thank my IRL friend who let me stay most of the nights, NeTo that looked through his contacts and found me another person I can stay at, and Socklock for the commisions, motivating me, and staying with me through all this.

I am in eternal debt.