my dad told me to throw away my hat because I was painting on it (Non-binary pride flag), and that hat meant a lot to me, had a lot of sentimental value, so I had basically an entire emotional breakdown over it and I'm still kinda having one as I'm typing this, I tried getting the paint off of it, but it had dried and wasn't coming off so I then started to panic and long story short, I got yelled at, ended up having to throw it away, and I'm never going to get over this.

-the next day-

So yeah, emotional breakdown over a  h a t.

lol it was late please don't judge me-

what's happening is my mom's gonna wash the hat and get me another one, and one to paint on. yep, nothing's happening to the hat.