spawnpoint
IT'S TV TIME!
I'm sorry, what
What's Bothering You?
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Ikr it's a smaller store with random crap at the end of the isles and there was some ouija boards. Don't play with them kids lmao. Idk if they actually work but let's not find out.
spawnpoint
IT'S TV TIME!
I hate those in general and like why the heck would they be in the kids isle I'm sorry what
Your Local Wild Child
Matty the smarting-nosed “reindeer”
I’m listening to some of the smooth jazz that The Weather Channel played years ago. Call me a hipster or old timer, but it makes me so sad that we lost this awesome set of tunes for generic uplifting fluff.
Omg, I wish I could listen to more of it now. I love jazz music ;_;
Your Local Wild Child
Matty the smarting-nosed “reindeer”
There’s a whole album of it on YouTube and Spotify, at the very least. I just wish it played on the channel itself.
Dawnpiplup
Kick ass.
LMAO nice
Oof, yeah cold weather does that to you... also tf was that message? Name and address of that person and I'll take care of that for you, bud. Also I'm sorry ;; if I'm not mistaken, was she diagnosed with cancer? I just don't remember too well. Hopefully she'll find the strength. ily dude, take care of yourself ❤
Idk tbh, but I’m not worried about it.
Also yeah, she has cancer still and is still fighting it.
Thank you
Dunquixote
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I’m so sorry to hear that about your mom
. This probably isn’t much consolation, but I hope her condition improves and your situation as well. I feel bad seeing you not feeling happy and that I never always have something to say aside from hang in there :/.I’m so sorry to hear that about your mom
Thank you. I don’t really have anything left to look forward to this year. At this point it’s just survival mode for us. Just focused on work and moving on. And don’t worry about it. You already do more than enough.
Dunquixote
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Thank you. I don’t really have anything left to look forward to this year. At this point it’s just survival mode for us. Just focused on work and moving on. And don’t worry about it. You already do more than enough.
I can’t blame you at all. :/ The fact that you are able to continue focusing on working and moving on really amazes me; I wish I could do the same. That’s very kind of you to say, but I seriously think you and everyone else deserves unlimited amount of kindness
. So much bad stuff happening and hate going on :/ (I’m not talking about here but in the world and society in the US).
Dawnpiplup
Kick ass.
JUST STFU WITH YOUR GODDAMN POLITICS AND HATE THATS LITERALLY ALL YOU EVER TALK ABOUT!!!11!!!
THIS IS WHY I CRANK UP THE VOLUME TO ROCK N ROLL GDI
THIS IS WHY I CRANK UP THE VOLUME TO ROCK N ROLL GDI
Dunquixote
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One of my cats is acting funny every time I touch her by her tail or anywhere she growls and hisses. She was fine a half hour or so ago and earlier but now Idk what’s wrong. I’m really worried.
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KitaWarheit
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I guess I just wanna talk into the air tonight before I fall asleep here... Maybe I'll find something to learn or a way to think of things, who knows~
You see, I want to talk about my hardships lately. Because I'm just realizing they are, in fact, hardships. Not me being lazy or dumb or insensitive.
I'm a 25 y/o woman living at home still. Granted, I've always had a bit of trouble keeping jobs with my depression and anxiety (and just enough Asperger's to make some things harder). My mom and dad are still together but I have an older half sister on my mom's side because her dad was a total string of bad words and up and left one day.
But my sister has been facing her alcoholism this past year and I feel I finally have a sister. It's great! Especially she really understands me and sometimes even helps me understand mom and dad.
I haven't always been close with my parents either... My grandmother practically raised me. But after her passing four years ago when we were hit head on by a drunk driver, I've learned that things weren't as they seemed...
To provide a smidge of back info: my grandmother isn't even blood related. Her son and my dad were best friends in high school and when he (the son) passed and soon after her husband, she didn't really have anywhere to go, so dad kinda took her in. But I was... very sheltered. But, my new therapist--bless her, she's doing amazing work--made me think and try hard to remember and put pieces together with recent back information. She purposefully put a wedge that was me and grandma VS everyone else. She needed to be needed and molded me to rely on her (she was in the house since the day I was born). Manipulation, lies, shame... I didn't realize half the stuff I did or thought wasn't normal until recent.
It's so hard to accept too... Like, she was everything to me--but to find out that was all a charade basically? In fact, she physically abused my sister. Mom was too afraid to stand up to her because of all the strange things grandma would do, mom was afraid she'd take off with me basically. And dad was stricken with guilt, knowing if he kicked her out, she wouldn't have a home.
When I first started learning this, I'd have dreams about grandma. It was usually something of her back was to me or she wouldn't talk or she wouldn't come home and I'd be crying and screaming, wanting to know why. (I know it was just my sub conscious trying to process everything but it still hurt...)
And now I have to accept my parents are kinda toxic? Like--not MY parents! No! Others have it way worse! At least they don't hit me!
But the things they say and the way they say it... Mom gets so passive aggressive a lot of times. In fact, it's so often, I can't tell when she's being genuine. And she freaks out first, thinks later. Dad is always... snappy. He doesn't show emotion a lot. Hah... I can even remember once he called me "an f'ing disappointment"--but, of course, that was him being angry and he didn't mean it.
I talk with my therapist but... I feel like I try to connect and then I metaphorically get slapped back into my hole. In fact, I'm scared to say how I feel half the time. What I want. Hell, I got chewed out by dad that night we were out eating: mom ordered a beer and I instinctively went "but you're driving" and dad got mad and said I shouldn't try to be bossy to my parents.
Yeah... I've always been the loner kid too. Bullied at school constantly. Didn't really have close friends until middle school. Thankfully, the internet was growing when I was growing up and I made online friends! But even then... Books were my savior in school. And using my imagination. I still do it to this day--mostly just for fun, but there are times when it's for comfort. I think of my OCs a lot--Alyx for example. If I have a terrible day, I imagine him next to me, being a comforting presence.
*takes a deep breath*
One day at a time.
I just wanted... Well, to vent. Maybe share experiences. Maybe get tips. Maybe inspire others. Who knows.
But I feel this community is so very kind and I feel safe sharing some things like this and coming together in one big internet hug
Remember... Bad days are just days that are bad...
You see, I want to talk about my hardships lately. Because I'm just realizing they are, in fact, hardships. Not me being lazy or dumb or insensitive.
I'm a 25 y/o woman living at home still. Granted, I've always had a bit of trouble keeping jobs with my depression and anxiety (and just enough Asperger's to make some things harder). My mom and dad are still together but I have an older half sister on my mom's side because her dad was a total string of bad words and up and left one day.
But my sister has been facing her alcoholism this past year and I feel I finally have a sister. It's great! Especially she really understands me and sometimes even helps me understand mom and dad.
I haven't always been close with my parents either... My grandmother practically raised me. But after her passing four years ago when we were hit head on by a drunk driver, I've learned that things weren't as they seemed...
To provide a smidge of back info: my grandmother isn't even blood related. Her son and my dad were best friends in high school and when he (the son) passed and soon after her husband, she didn't really have anywhere to go, so dad kinda took her in. But I was... very sheltered. But, my new therapist--bless her, she's doing amazing work--made me think and try hard to remember and put pieces together with recent back information. She purposefully put a wedge that was me and grandma VS everyone else. She needed to be needed and molded me to rely on her (she was in the house since the day I was born). Manipulation, lies, shame... I didn't realize half the stuff I did or thought wasn't normal until recent.
It's so hard to accept too... Like, she was everything to me--but to find out that was all a charade basically? In fact, she physically abused my sister. Mom was too afraid to stand up to her because of all the strange things grandma would do, mom was afraid she'd take off with me basically. And dad was stricken with guilt, knowing if he kicked her out, she wouldn't have a home.
When I first started learning this, I'd have dreams about grandma. It was usually something of her back was to me or she wouldn't talk or she wouldn't come home and I'd be crying and screaming, wanting to know why. (I know it was just my sub conscious trying to process everything but it still hurt...)
And now I have to accept my parents are kinda toxic? Like--not MY parents! No! Others have it way worse! At least they don't hit me!
But the things they say and the way they say it... Mom gets so passive aggressive a lot of times. In fact, it's so often, I can't tell when she's being genuine. And she freaks out first, thinks later. Dad is always... snappy. He doesn't show emotion a lot. Hah... I can even remember once he called me "an f'ing disappointment"--but, of course, that was him being angry and he didn't mean it.
I talk with my therapist but... I feel like I try to connect and then I metaphorically get slapped back into my hole. In fact, I'm scared to say how I feel half the time. What I want. Hell, I got chewed out by dad that night we were out eating: mom ordered a beer and I instinctively went "but you're driving" and dad got mad and said I shouldn't try to be bossy to my parents.
Yeah... I've always been the loner kid too. Bullied at school constantly. Didn't really have close friends until middle school. Thankfully, the internet was growing when I was growing up and I made online friends! But even then... Books were my savior in school. And using my imagination. I still do it to this day--mostly just for fun, but there are times when it's for comfort. I think of my OCs a lot--Alyx for example. If I have a terrible day, I imagine him next to me, being a comforting presence.
*takes a deep breath*
One day at a time.
I just wanted... Well, to vent. Maybe share experiences. Maybe get tips. Maybe inspire others. Who knows.
But I feel this community is so very kind and I feel safe sharing some things like this and coming together in one big internet hug
Remember... Bad days are just days that are bad...
i know we don’t know each other, but i’m proud of you for hanging in there. this all sounds really rough but i’m glad that you have therapy and that your sister is combating her alcohol addiction. family and life can really suck sometimes but you’re handling it the best you can, which is incredibly strong
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