January 6th, 2026

I'm leaving my job. I've been here about, what, two years now-? And its been a good job, it really has, I'm just... genuinely not making enough money to live, here. Too many medical bills and all of that- getting a thyroid removed isn't cheap, haha (I got that removed two weeks ago btw)

There aren't too many crazy updates this time. Ah... I'm in a QPR with Sam now, though. That makes me really happy, genuinely. It's like... I know we don't need the labels, and I know she's stated multiple times that he won't leave me- but having a label is somewhat of a comfort that he truly won't, you know? Like, if he wanted to go, he'd have to break up the QPR or something like that. It's a comfort to me to have something there. I wonder if she'd let me call her my partner? That may be pushing it, I'll think on that more.

I'm looking into therapists in my area. Maybe once I start making more money, I can start attending therapy and get some of this brain stuff figured out. There's people in the city near here that deal with trauma, PTSD, and DID/OSDD, so I'm hoping to talk to them and see if they can help. To be honest, just looking up therapists makes me start shaking- I start panicking, but I'm gonna do it anyways. I need it. I know I do.

I've been learning more about the alters in my brain. Cas, Thera, Faryn (renamed from Rayanna), Salem... They're all lovely- just hurt. I've been having some realizations that I guess I'll put here for my future therapist, haha: Thera is apparently angel-coded because of Cas's old insistances that "high school would be our salvation". That direct glorification of high school as a completely fresh start for our character, our salvation, quite literally manifested in a new person (Thera) and probably influenced her angel qualities. Wild to me. That, and I'm pretty sure there's another person in here- I'm just not actively searching for them. I don't want to. I know they remember that girl from middle school and I don't want to remember that.

I'm excited for the new job. The plan is to pay off my medical debt and then start saving for the apartment- and maybe in that time get a new phone if I'm able. Oh, ugh, speaking of: my computer crashed and I lost all my files. Luckily I had years 2019 through the beginning of 2024 backed up, but I lost everything after April 2024; that's a year and a half of art progression. Sam is going to help me gather up all the stuff I sent in DMs to salvage, but I lost the files themselves. I'm... deeply upset about it, but I'm trying to cope. Ugh, though.

Mm. Anyways, I think I'm going to let the other guys in my head keep making comics. I haven't made much OC art lately, the other guys have been going nuts making a bunch of comics, haha. They're getting to share their experiences and stuff. It's nice. A part of me is still scared I'm accidentally faking- but that's a contradiction in of itself, yeah?