I'm Tiffinnie.
I live with my boyfriend. AJ. and overuse punctuation. I post way too many facebook posts... its like a live feed of life for me... I told them to delete me if they don't like it... let's see how well that goes.
We have a room mate.
and I have no job.
Well I have a job, its just... unstable? I'm a photographer and graphic designer. I haven't had a real shoot in months... but Wednesday I should be having a shoot with a girl named Brittany. Shes my friend Doug's little sister. This should be fun.
I quit school to move to Washington... which never happened. and well before that I was laid off from my job at Micheal's (which is the arts and crafts supply store). I really don't do crowds of people. Its not my thing. Air gets harder to inhale, then I forget to exhale. My chest gets tight and life starts looking more like a looney toons episode... large cartoon heads smiling really strange and laughing at me... I know it isn't like that to most other people, but it is to me. I start sitting alone and not talking to anyone... Just observing... Life becomes foreign and I know whats wrong. I've been diagnosed with a panic disorder, a hint of Obsessive Compulsive disorder, and PMDD. I take xanax and live like a hermit. Out of all of this... one thing is definitely for sure... I'm not as crazy as I sound.
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