Anime con

Since it’s been a minute I thought I would go ahead and post pictures from the anime con my son and I went to back in April. Enjoy!

1st day of the con.
He was Squirtle and I was Chainsawman.
I had my picture taken so many times. I loved it.
I met Rick Robertson. Happiest day of my life! I would post the photo of us but I look so bad!
Never mind. Here we are and I was so EXCITED!
Day 2, also the last day of Anime con.
Ken Kaneki is by far my favorite. I will be him again for Comic con which is a few months away, plus a different outfit.
I promise, my son had fun. He just wasn’t about getting his picture taken. I had so many smiling faces when they saw me. It made me truly so happy that people loved it and wanted pictures of me. It’s a good feeling ya know?
I entered my son into the cosplay contest. He loved it! He ran on stage and talked to the judges and ran off! Plus, a couple of girls were cheering him on before he was up.
And this is before the con, likeeeee a week before it. At last minute I decided to gender bend Ken Kaneki. The outfit I had is kind of loose and it bothers me. I love it, but I’m glad I chose to change it at last minute.

Comic con is at the end of September and I’m stoked! It’s three days long. Sadly, my mini me won’t be with me but that’s okay. I am dressing as Harley Quinn from the first suicide squad movie (I’m finally doing it! I’m so excited!), Gwenom, and of course Ken Kaneki. Only I’ll have the outfit he was wearing while he was being tortured. And I will hopefully have the ghoul contact this time. I’m so excited and I’m proud of myself for pushing myself to do things like this, that I love. Like yeah I’m 30, but I’m still fucking young. And yeah I’m a mom but who cares?! You only love once, enjoy your life! I also have a TikTok if any of you would like to follow it’s @vikiabruce. I’m really trying to grow my TikTok along with my blog!

Thanks for reading my blog and hope you enjoy my nerdiness! ❤

Thoughts throughout the day

Man, I don’t want to get up.

I should probably get up..

What’s 5 more minutes?

Well, shit, my alarm didn’t go off!

Better get up.

I really need some coffee.

Better make some coffee.

I still got time to relax and enjoy my coffee.

Well, I got distracted, better hurry up and get to work.

Fuck, I don’t care.

1 minute late?

Who gives a shit.

Other people don’t get in trouble in the department.

I really, just want to go home.

Oof, need my headphones.

Ignore all the bullshit and find stuff to do so others will leave you alone.

Fuck.

Why do they put the damn trash on top of my cart with all the containers?!

I’m tired of being treated like shit by someone in Ortho.

One day she likes me, the next she’s being a smartass towards me.

Ignoring me and claiming I’m ignoring her.

I’m going to play on my phone, everyone else is doing it.

I love my job, I love my job.

Man, I do not trust her.

Ha, of course he’s just in the office playing his damn game on his phone.

Fuck, I really don’t want to unload the washer.

I’m hungry.

Time to go.

So ready to be home.

Fuccckkkkkkkkkk! I don’t want to do dishes..

What should I make for dinner?

Shit, it’s already late.

Maybe I should workout tomorrow?

No, I should go today.

Sike. Binge watch something.

My mind is running nonstop. I kid you not. Even when I watch something, my mind won’t shut off. It’s rather annoying to be honest. I end up staying up ungodly late from watching a movie or a show, plus my mind running nonstop. But, when I have my son, it’s super easy to just pass out. Which I have been told maybe I have separation anxiety or something like that? Which, I will say when he’s not here, it’s a lot harder for me. I literally work and come home. Maybe that’s the issue? Who knows. Enjoy my thoughts though.

What am I going to do about bills?

I’m tired of being broke and miserable.

Remember to apply for that job and look for others.

Why am I in a funk?

I’m not really sure how I’m feeling lately.

Or maybe I do know and just don’t know how to explain it?

It’s like I’m in a funk that I can’t get out of.

And no matter what I do this funk that I’m in stays.

You know, I’ve had to do some things to help with this funk.

Some of you may find it to be wrong and some of you may understand.

I had to cut out a couple of family members.

My mom and grandma.

They were part of this funk and stress that I felt.

Always tearing me down. making fun of me for having financial problems,

talking trash on my dad, and the worst of all would have to be how they said I was taking advantage of them.

I finally said, “no more.”

So yeah, since the beginning of January I cut them out.

The sad thing is that my mother doesn’t think she did anything wrong and that I’m the bad guy.

But, to be honest, I’ve been better off.

My work life has been stressful as well.

People have been purposely trying to get me in trouble for things.

One who I thought was my friend of two years now.

She didn’t stand up for me, and she was also talking trash about me.

It’s a long story.

But, it’s funny how I’m the one getting trouble for all the stuff that she actually does.

Needless to say, I quit talking to everyone in my department, stick a headphone in my ear and call it good.

I just recently started talking again. But I don’t trust her, plus another girl in the department.

Stressful and drama.

By talking less and keeping to myself it has made my stress a lot better.

But, I still don’t feel happy there.

How can I love what I do, but feel so miserable at the same time?

Another thing that has helped with stress?

Well, I don’t really talk to my sons father anymore.

I mainly just talk to the step mother.

She actually answers when I text or call.

She’s also the main one taking care of my kid.

Taking him to appointments, taking him to school, teaching him new things, etc.

We also have hung out a few times now.

Which we actually get along real well.

I’ve never disliked her, I just know that she doesn’t fully know the truth about things.

Even my best friend said, “she has to know that he’s been lying to her, because why would she be hanging with you and plus, getting along so well?”

She has to have realized something by this point.

All I can say to that is, “maybe she has, but I won’t ever ask.”

Ever since I quit talking to him, the stress has pretty much gone away.

But yet, here I am still in a funk.

I feel it has to be my financial situation.

The fact I can’t get a house, or even a two bedroom apartment.

My account has been going negative for almost a month now.

My job doesn’t pay enough, but yet I can’t find something else that I’m interested in.

I don’t think I’ll ever fully be happy until I figure out this job situation.

So, maybe I do know why I am in a funk.

My job.

Money.

Laptop is working again. This is kind of like a little life update, The usual stress, job, life, etc. Hope you guys enjoyed and are doing well! ❤

Self-Care Bullshit

Sometimes I feel alone.

Not in a bad way, least I don’t think it’s in a bad way?

I just feel, what would you call it?

Content?

Content with being by myself.

Enjoying my own company.

Learning about who I truly am.

What I desire in life.

You know?

The self-care bull shit type stuff you do.

Well, that’s what I’ve been doing.

Self-care bull shit that is.

Don’t get me wrong, sometimes it is lonely feeling.

But, I wouldn’t have it any other way right now.

Noticing my growth, my struggles, my issues.

Trying to somehow figure myself and life out.

Trying to somehow love myself for once.

I’ve never loved myself.

And sadly, I still don’t.

I have to learn to somehow love myself.

To somehow grow.

To also tell myself to not give a fuck sometimes.

It’s tough though.

Self-care bull shit is tough when you’re life is already stressful enough.

I just can’t seem to truly finish this. I keep stopping, and trying to write. When in the end there’s not much else I can say. Life has been a struggle. All I can do is move forward and stay positive. Learn and grow.

I truly miss writing. Maybe I’ll get better at this at some point, yeah?

As always, thanks for reading ❤ Share my blog if you can, I’d love for people to read what I write, share their opinions, chit chat etc.

Good Night.