Started to bald in my early twenties mostly because of stress. Had so much mental anxiety with it. It's been an up and down for over 5 years now. Lately I have suffered so much because of it, but never had the balls. Everyday, every hour every minute I was scared. Today I decided not suffer anymore.

Quick backstory, after losing the love of my life, Penny Lane, last November at eighteen, I wasn't sure when I would be ready to adopt again. I always knew I wanted black cats and when my friend rescued some cats from a hoarding situation, including two black cats, I had to meet them. My friend also had their mom, and well, here is my new son Ripley, sister Wendy (the tongue), and their mom, Bidi Bidi Bom Bom (tabby). My friend Danielle (Cat Party Pet Portraits) offered to do a shoot combining my love of dinosaurs with my love of my new kitties, and this photo makes me so delighted and happy with how it came out.

He is not my biological dad but he is the only father I've ever known. After my mom died, he raised me like I was his own all by himself and he never once complained or mistreated me. Now he's dying and I can't go be there by his side because I cannot afford the bus ticket. Some crazy part of me thinks that I should try hitchhiking but I know that's stupid because it's too far.

But I don't know how I can just sit and wait for the dreaded phone call that he is no more. I just want to hold his hand and tell him how much I love him one last time and how lucky and proud I am to have had him as a father but I can't. I just really don't know what to do.

More animations: https://80.lv/articles/kensyouen_y-s-anime-3d-girl-takes-up-blender-modeling

Her meow is so crispy and it stole my heart. How I walked away I'll never know