We had to drive her to a 24h clinic because she was in a REALLY bad state. It turned out her body temperature was dangerously low and of course she was completely dehydrated and exhausted.

I will probably be getting a job in fast food again to afford her treatment because frankly I'm too depressed to turn art into something I can make money off of.

I am REALLY COUNTING she will survive, she's 14 already so it's already a blessing she's been with me for so long. But if there's a chance I'm gonna bleed myself out just to save her. I really don't care any more. She's the only good thing that I ever had in my entire life.