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~Life update-Summer to current day~
6 months ago
The past few months have been interesting to say the least. I can already tell you, I will be skimming over details in some areas in an attempt to shorten this entry.... there's a lot, it will probably still be too long xD.
I had my 28yr old sibling living with me since this August (I am 33, not much older than them). They had just gotten out of their first visit to the mental hospital and had lost their basement rental due to inability to work and the couple hosting them having a child on the way.
Due to a housing situation falling apart this Summer for me, the apartment I had been renting since last January that was a little to expensive for me was my only option to stay in for my sibling to have a place to go.
I was originally supposed to move in with some friends down the street from my work but the landlords sold the house out from under them and vacated all the long term renters there.
I had already gone and gotten my stuff that I had stored for six months in another state and now had an apartment worth of stuff and nowhere to go while being stuck in an apartment outside my budget and already struggling to pay every month before my sibling got here.
I don't have much family, my mother had refused them and they were looking at homelessness if they didn't come and stay with me. So I told them they could come and live with me. We moved their cat and them with about half of their belongings to my apartment over about a four or so day trip. I couldn't afford an increase in my rent and so chose to keep them off the lease and to not mention the addition of their elderly cat to my space.
Luckily for me my landlords are kind people and they never once bothered me about this, nor did I ever get any penalties for it.
My sibling needed time to recover, they are still suffering from a mystery ailment that they now believe to be some sort of adrenal fatigue that they've had since childhood. They have always had massive troubles surrounding sleep and so have I. For them this could result in stints of 21+ hours of sleeping in a day and sometimes be stuck in a state like that for over five days to over a week at a time.
They had been fired from their last three jobs directly due to this sleeping issue and though they were going through a lot, they did try to find work while they were here. Nothing panned out for them, no matter what they tried. They slept through interviews even when I would wake them up before going to work myself and had massive issues when their medication ran out and had to go cold turkey off of effexor.
Effexor was really helpful to them while they were on it, nothing has been a fix all for them, but at least they had been functioning more on the medication before it ran out. Once it ran out they went through about....I want to say five weeks of withdrawals? About 3 weeks of that entire time they were so sick the only thing I could do was buy them weed to help offset the nausea and pain and continue to push myself at work. They had a terrible time going through that and I wish I could have done more for them. They are a stoic person who usually doesn't show much emotion when they are troubled but these withdrawals had them shakey sobbing and throwing up for weeks. Keeping them high was the only way I could get them to keep food down and to not have them try to pick a fight with me over food or our monetary situation of which I was already exhausting myself by working every available shift I could.
Even then it wasn't enough, I got sick a few times. The first time after I got better and we needed groceries, I signed up for a sugar daddy website, hoping for genuine financial help and thinking that because of what I have been through in my life previously, I would be able to handle myself well enough to make us some extra money. We were already behind on rent, and my priorities were my sick sibling and their cat, particularly in making sure we all got enough to eat. They were in a state of being completely reliant on me....and to say it was stressful doesn't even begin to cover it. I felt completely useless. No matter what I did, our financial hole grew deeper and my sibling wasn't getting any better week after week. I borrowed as much money as I could against every single paycheck, even overdoing the amount I was supposed to be able to take an advance on, just to try to keep things paid for so we didn't lose our apartment. I feel lucky that my work still hasn't said anything about that, though, if they ever came to me about it, I would have some explaining to do.
So, I went and met a man 30 years my senior and we had a date. It ended up being more than a date, but for a few hundred bucks and my account at zero, I figured I could handle doing this kind of work as long as I needed to. Turns out I was wrong. This man and I both got something, covid maybe? And were both sick for weeks after that. I felt guilty, assuming that him getting sick was my fault because of working retail and being regularly exposed to tourists and school age kids daily. Eventually I got better and he said he was feeling better but he just ghosted me. I couldn't handle it. I broke again, my already fragile mental state causing another fracture in my mind that I don't really want to go into at the moment. It wasn't my first break this year, but I hope it will be one of the last for 2023.
I went back to working full time before I was fully recovered (masked up ofc) and had a few days where I was staggering on my feet trying not to collapse because I couldn't breathe and had no strength despite needing to do a fair amount of physical labor with holiday freight relentlessly piling up/needing to be processed and me being the only person in charge of a massive toy department. I got some help here and there but not the amount I should have gotten and I continued to struggle with my health, losing my voice, getting sick again for five days and recovering enough to be able to go back to work again before becoming exhausted once more. Only in the last two weeks or so have I finally started feeling normal again physically. I was starting to feel like my anti-depressants weren't even working anymore until recently, but I pushed through and kept going. My sibling and I fought a lot, we were both stressed and sick, over money, food and our worsening situation out of which there seemed no end. We ate a lot of cheap instant food (gods bless whoever thought up ramen, lunchables and pizza pockets) and we survived. Eventually my sibling stopped needing weed and I stopped getting sick. They still slept too much and suffered for it, despite trying to get help they still haven't quite figured anything out for certain. Then they came to me about a week ago and told me that Mom had okayed them to move in with her. So I helped them pack and they left this Friday, getting rid of yet more belongings and leaving a few things they couldn't fit into their car with me for safe keeping. They told me they have a few interviews and are starting to sound more hopeful, Im grateful for that. It's hard to watch people you love struggle when you can do almost nothing for them. My mum and sibling are some of the only family I still have and they mean the world to me...it was hard to see them go, despite knowing mom is in a much better financial situation than myself and that they can hopefully get the help they need there. I miss them.
However, things are looking up for me too. I got an offer from the same friend I was supposed to move in with this summer to move into their current basement and live with them and a few friends. Im honestly looking forward to the prospect as the rent will be about $300 cheaper a month and I will have help close by if I need it. It is also a house full of alt people and we are all artists, so that's kind of neat. :)
My current landlords have agreed to take the remaining rent that I owe out of my deposit and allow me to break my lease with no fee, which is amazing and I am feeling incredibly lucky for that. I have a new place to start over hopefully with more of my health and gentleness toward myself in mind for 2024. I still have my job and have reconnected with my ex, now again boyfriend who has been beside me through my ups and downs (not pretty ones, I haven't always been good). I am grateful for him and I feel like we communicate better than we ever have before, that the time apart helped make us both stronger in a way. We even have plans to finally meet up in person after being unable to for the past seven years due to many unforseen/difficult circumstances. Life has been rough on all of us. But here we are, still standing and still looking forward to whatever comes next.
I am feeling a sense of enduring gratitude, despite my problems and mistakes...that things seem to be shifting back in the direction of better than okay again and I hope for anyone else out there having a rough time that you too can find your feet and keep pushing toward better times. Sending you love and strength out there wherever you are. ❤️✨
I had my 28yr old sibling living with me since this August (I am 33, not much older than them). They had just gotten out of their first visit to the mental hospital and had lost their basement rental due to inability to work and the couple hosting them having a child on the way.
Due to a housing situation falling apart this Summer for me, the apartment I had been renting since last January that was a little to expensive for me was my only option to stay in for my sibling to have a place to go.
I was originally supposed to move in with some friends down the street from my work but the landlords sold the house out from under them and vacated all the long term renters there.
I had already gone and gotten my stuff that I had stored for six months in another state and now had an apartment worth of stuff and nowhere to go while being stuck in an apartment outside my budget and already struggling to pay every month before my sibling got here.
I don't have much family, my mother had refused them and they were looking at homelessness if they didn't come and stay with me. So I told them they could come and live with me. We moved their cat and them with about half of their belongings to my apartment over about a four or so day trip. I couldn't afford an increase in my rent and so chose to keep them off the lease and to not mention the addition of their elderly cat to my space.
Luckily for me my landlords are kind people and they never once bothered me about this, nor did I ever get any penalties for it.
My sibling needed time to recover, they are still suffering from a mystery ailment that they now believe to be some sort of adrenal fatigue that they've had since childhood. They have always had massive troubles surrounding sleep and so have I. For them this could result in stints of 21+ hours of sleeping in a day and sometimes be stuck in a state like that for over five days to over a week at a time.
They had been fired from their last three jobs directly due to this sleeping issue and though they were going through a lot, they did try to find work while they were here. Nothing panned out for them, no matter what they tried. They slept through interviews even when I would wake them up before going to work myself and had massive issues when their medication ran out and had to go cold turkey off of effexor.
Effexor was really helpful to them while they were on it, nothing has been a fix all for them, but at least they had been functioning more on the medication before it ran out. Once it ran out they went through about....I want to say five weeks of withdrawals? About 3 weeks of that entire time they were so sick the only thing I could do was buy them weed to help offset the nausea and pain and continue to push myself at work. They had a terrible time going through that and I wish I could have done more for them. They are a stoic person who usually doesn't show much emotion when they are troubled but these withdrawals had them shakey sobbing and throwing up for weeks. Keeping them high was the only way I could get them to keep food down and to not have them try to pick a fight with me over food or our monetary situation of which I was already exhausting myself by working every available shift I could.
Even then it wasn't enough, I got sick a few times. The first time after I got better and we needed groceries, I signed up for a sugar daddy website, hoping for genuine financial help and thinking that because of what I have been through in my life previously, I would be able to handle myself well enough to make us some extra money. We were already behind on rent, and my priorities were my sick sibling and their cat, particularly in making sure we all got enough to eat. They were in a state of being completely reliant on me....and to say it was stressful doesn't even begin to cover it. I felt completely useless. No matter what I did, our financial hole grew deeper and my sibling wasn't getting any better week after week. I borrowed as much money as I could against every single paycheck, even overdoing the amount I was supposed to be able to take an advance on, just to try to keep things paid for so we didn't lose our apartment. I feel lucky that my work still hasn't said anything about that, though, if they ever came to me about it, I would have some explaining to do.
So, I went and met a man 30 years my senior and we had a date. It ended up being more than a date, but for a few hundred bucks and my account at zero, I figured I could handle doing this kind of work as long as I needed to. Turns out I was wrong. This man and I both got something, covid maybe? And were both sick for weeks after that. I felt guilty, assuming that him getting sick was my fault because of working retail and being regularly exposed to tourists and school age kids daily. Eventually I got better and he said he was feeling better but he just ghosted me. I couldn't handle it. I broke again, my already fragile mental state causing another fracture in my mind that I don't really want to go into at the moment. It wasn't my first break this year, but I hope it will be one of the last for 2023.
I went back to working full time before I was fully recovered (masked up ofc) and had a few days where I was staggering on my feet trying not to collapse because I couldn't breathe and had no strength despite needing to do a fair amount of physical labor with holiday freight relentlessly piling up/needing to be processed and me being the only person in charge of a massive toy department. I got some help here and there but not the amount I should have gotten and I continued to struggle with my health, losing my voice, getting sick again for five days and recovering enough to be able to go back to work again before becoming exhausted once more. Only in the last two weeks or so have I finally started feeling normal again physically. I was starting to feel like my anti-depressants weren't even working anymore until recently, but I pushed through and kept going. My sibling and I fought a lot, we were both stressed and sick, over money, food and our worsening situation out of which there seemed no end. We ate a lot of cheap instant food (gods bless whoever thought up ramen, lunchables and pizza pockets) and we survived. Eventually my sibling stopped needing weed and I stopped getting sick. They still slept too much and suffered for it, despite trying to get help they still haven't quite figured anything out for certain. Then they came to me about a week ago and told me that Mom had okayed them to move in with her. So I helped them pack and they left this Friday, getting rid of yet more belongings and leaving a few things they couldn't fit into their car with me for safe keeping. They told me they have a few interviews and are starting to sound more hopeful, Im grateful for that. It's hard to watch people you love struggle when you can do almost nothing for them. My mum and sibling are some of the only family I still have and they mean the world to me...it was hard to see them go, despite knowing mom is in a much better financial situation than myself and that they can hopefully get the help they need there. I miss them.
However, things are looking up for me too. I got an offer from the same friend I was supposed to move in with this summer to move into their current basement and live with them and a few friends. Im honestly looking forward to the prospect as the rent will be about $300 cheaper a month and I will have help close by if I need it. It is also a house full of alt people and we are all artists, so that's kind of neat. :)
My current landlords have agreed to take the remaining rent that I owe out of my deposit and allow me to break my lease with no fee, which is amazing and I am feeling incredibly lucky for that. I have a new place to start over hopefully with more of my health and gentleness toward myself in mind for 2024. I still have my job and have reconnected with my ex, now again boyfriend who has been beside me through my ups and downs (not pretty ones, I haven't always been good). I am grateful for him and I feel like we communicate better than we ever have before, that the time apart helped make us both stronger in a way. We even have plans to finally meet up in person after being unable to for the past seven years due to many unforseen/difficult circumstances. Life has been rough on all of us. But here we are, still standing and still looking forward to whatever comes next.
I am feeling a sense of enduring gratitude, despite my problems and mistakes...that things seem to be shifting back in the direction of better than okay again and I hope for anyone else out there having a rough time that you too can find your feet and keep pushing toward better times. Sending you love and strength out there wherever you are. ❤️✨
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