Unfortunately alive. USAmerican, gay
That's shockingly bad, wow
When I was younger, I told my therapist that I kept accidentally saying insulting things and offending my friends without realizing it. She didn't ask for any examples and I didn't think to give any.
She told me that my friends should understand that being homeschooled and autistic, I'm going to miss some social norms, and if I explain what I meant and ask a nicer way to put it, they'll be able to explain.
Yeah this just made my friends really mad because I wasn't saying anything rude, they were just picking fights. Real "I like pancakes", "so you hate waffles?!" type conversations. It took me an embarrassingly long time to figure out why it wasn't working.
ETA I think my sister convincing me not to go to college was worse advice, but that's not much of a story. Spoiler I didn't go to college.
Pretty rough. I'm overworked what with the holidays. My job is doing this stupid thing where they've decommissioned our handhelds and want us to use android phones with proprietary software. But each phone is locked to one specific user, it can't be used when that person is clocked out, and there aren't enough to go around. So basically every day we have tons of people using each other's equipment, doing work under their names, wrecking their metrics, and praying that person doesn't clock out while they're working on an order.
Also if that person starts working on another device, anyone else working under their name gets kicked out. For some reason all the team leads have 2-3 phones registered to them, but only one can be used to take orders at a time. They can ostensibly be used for other tasks, but they keep getting left for us who do grocery orders.
All this buildup to explain why my boss committed fraud in my name. Someone needed a phone, my phone was in the store, so she clocked me in so they could use it, forgot to delete it later and never told me. I just happened on it a day before it went to payroll. I spent my whole day off trying to get HR on the phone to fix it.
My mom's car broke down too, and my brother had a ton of medical stuff to do this month. So the rest of my days off were spent on that. I don't live at home, this was quite out of my way. I'm happy he got everything he needed and is recovering well, it's just been a lot for me to deal with.
I feel like I never relax. My house is a huge mess, I have flies, I don't keep a consistent gym schedule anymore and I'm constantly behind on cooking. But I have no rest or recreation to show for it. I managed to see Sonic yesterday and I think that's the longest amount of time I've allotted for fun in a long time.
Next week will be better. Gonna survive Christmas and clean the house, then maybe I can have company and we can have fun and I won't feel like life is just a slog
ETA oh yeah, the only queer therapist I could find turned me down due to my availability. I've tried a bunch of cishet therapists but I have to explain so much to them, and none of them ever fully believe I'm not just "catastrophizing" about being queer in the southern US. I think I'm giving up on treating the depression, it was a stupid idea
Why would anyone want to be reincarnated? The world is descending into fascism and it won't be liveable much longer anyway. When I die it better be fucking permanent.
I didn't mean them specifically. I assume the reason they're not sure is because they've heard people call it a myth before, as have I. And I think it's shitty that people do that.
Why do people think it's an urban legend when women describe how they've been medically and sexually abused? 😐
There are no jobs in my area besides factory work that will pay me as much as Walmart. I doubt I could even make pennies off art, it's all being replaced by AI.
I agree about not having friends anymore. I've always craved human connection but I'm going to get over it.
Disclaimer that I don't believe in ghosts, but in fiction at least, I think the usual implication is that a ghost is someone who hasn't passed on correctly. A few people have brought up unfinished business already, but even in stories that don't bring that up, ghosts are often people who died horribly, prematurely, and/or violently. Sometimes they're explicitly under a curse keeping them from moving on.
Basically, the circumstances of their existence are wrong, and they're stuck due to forces beyond their control. That's kind of the tragedy of being a ghost; they're often a whittled-down, corrupted version of their living self.
A straight guy tried to hit on me in my DMs once and it took forever. He kept saying he had to tell me something and then saying something like "never mind, I'm too shy" or "I changed my mind". I'd seen him at work earlier that day and I told him I was planning on gaming when I got home, so obviously I was AFK, but every time I took a while to reply he'd be like "?" "where did you go?" before I'd remind him that I had other shit to do, which just stretched the conversation out even longer.
I've been told this was a dick move but I rejected him before he even got to the point because I couldn't watch him do this to himself over someone who's only into girls.
Awful. Black Friday, Cyber Monday, and the usual shit that comes with working retail during the holidays. I'm never home anymore. I'm always at work. I'm always trying to fill orders with equipment that doesn't work, in back rooms stuffed so full of pallets I can't reach the product I need, with deadlines I can't hit.
After I walked away from my friend group I stayed in touch with my best friend, and things were nice and it was a breath of fresh air at first, but now we fight all the time. He keeps going "I can't keep doing this", but I don't know what he wants me to do. I feel like he engineers these impossible conversations where anything I could possibly say turns out to be wrong. If I point out that he's contradicting himself, he gets upset because I know he has memory issues so I shouldn't expect him to know what he told me last time. But he's still allowed to get mad at me for doing what he asked...
He kept saying things about me that straight up weren't true, not subjective, and didn't acknowledge it when I told him he was wrong. I'm pretty sure I caught him trying to gaslight me right after I thought we made up.
I loathe everyone I know at this point. I know I need to give up on friends, but that just leaves me with my family, a bunch of homophobic leeches. My fucking father asked me for a DNA test on Thanksgiving. He could have asked decades ago, but he only decided now because he's running out of excuses to fight with mom. All anyone ever wants to do is fight and tear other people down.
I need to learn how to stop feeling lonely without turning to other people. All they do is upset me.
Pretty bad. I work retail and the customers and bosses have been horrible.
My dad asked me for a DNA test at Thanksgiving. I agreed because I wanted to vindicate mom but now I realize that's a stupid idea because he's just looking to prolong a decades-long argument with someone who wants nothing to do with him. It doesn't matter what the outcome is, it's a way to get his foot back in the door.
Great holiday. Hope he's dead before the next one.
I've been totally adrift since I gave up being a digital artist, and people keep telling me to try Bluesky because it's "less hateful" than Twitter. I keep getting followed by queerphobes and there's been some implied threat of cyberstalking.
My friends' reactions basically amount to, "well it's not all fun and games to stand up for queer people, you should have known this would happen, if we chickened out like you we'd have to stop being queer altogether" like I didn't have to grow my hair out and stop binding to get people to leave me alone.
I know I'm too old for this but sometimes I wish someone would be nice to me. I'm tired of being manipulated and talked down to and pushed aside like trash. I wish my friends or my family or someone would just be like, "I'm sorry, that sucks" instead of reminding me every five seconds that I suck.
I'm extremely lonely but there's nothing really to be done. I keep thinking I'm friends with people and then they pull away suddenly. Two of them even started acting like they didn't remember making plans with me even though the plans were their ideas.
Most people my age turn out to be homophobic and transphobic too, and only like me because they thought I was one of the "cool ones" (read: self-loathing). Or because they mistook me for a straight woman and think they can score.
I don't really understand people who can form genuine connections. My self esteem is in the toilet and even I won't put up with that stuff.
They've been primed not to. They've grown up surrounded by social media where oversharing with your legal name attached is incentived, both by the companies and the lonely, drama-hungry users. I wish we'd pushed harder against this back in the early days of Facebook, but I doubt most of us saw this coming.
Bro's from the timeline where Flash became the dominant species.
Christ this picture is dark
I mean the real answer to your question is that those posts are all fake because the internet loves stories about revenge on such a small scale they can't be disproven.
But I want to know what kind of job keeps you by the fridge 24/7 so you can always witness food theft. Most people don't work in the break room, so they have no way of knowing who to yell at when their food disappears.
That's technically legal but basically no authority figure will believe you.
Why is everyone acting like the user did something to prompt this response, and then lied to the press about it? Obviously Google didn't create life, but isn't it more likely that LLMs scrape from the internet, which is full of edgy and rude people? Especially since Google has its partnership with Reddit, which is a haven for cynical assholes.
I see this opinion a lot. Sincere question, how are countries without armies supposed to defend themselves from imperialism?
Rough 😔 customers are huge bitches. So you don't care enough about Christmas to shop in advance, but you care enough to yell at me??
I just find this season depressing, I don't know. I've seen shipping out so many candies and electronics made by slave labor while the radio sings about peace and love. Most of these tacky plastic trinkets are going to landfills or the ocean. Most of these companies are complicit in genocide, or other violence against the global south. I want to do something radical but I've seen other people of my status martyr themselves and change nothing.
I know I'm a downer and my friends are tired of it. I was turned away by my first choice of a therapist, my second choice doesn't work on either of my days off, and the only other therapist available through my job wanted me to sign a really sketchy contract. 😐
I really can't wait for Christmas to be over. I know it won't fix the world, it'll just make it easier for me to ignore the world, and I know that's bad. But I'm only making the world worse by being a downer about it.