After yet another scary, awful home crisis (I’m not getting into it y’all- I’m really tired of being a charity case) I still managed to finish the little essay I was working on.

It’s been edited for grammar by my good friend Ms. J, the schoolteacher, and content by B!

It was submitted just a minute ago. Wish me luck. I am wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy more nervous about this one than i was about the last one (prolly because last time I was in the middle of Effexor withdrawl and just keeping my wits about me left little room for nervousness.)