Not at all. Thanks for asking.
I’m sorry to hear that what’s going on?
If it’s okay with you I’d like to share that privately.
Go on
The horrors persist, But so do I
I’m quitting all my jobs and will be unable to afford housing very soon. (again)
But at least I will be able to breathe.
I don’t even believe in god, but I’m still praying for you.
You can do it! None of us will be able to afford anything anyway once the recession really kicks in.
I’ve noticed a correlation with me skipping yoga, meditation, avoiding excessive phone usage and my stress levels rising, sleep worsening and mood dips.
Thanks for the check up, I’ll try to take my health more serious!
Thank you. Yeah, when I think about it, I’m basically okay. Could be better, but I’m going to keep going and not let perfect be the event of good.
How’re you?
I’m ok thanks today hasn’t gone wrong yet
I’m glad to hear that. Let’s hope the rest of the day is successful.
If I don’t check social media or think about the horrors and unchecked injustices that are going on in the world then I’m OK.
Keep up the good work.
There are times when I hang out with someone and I’ll be unbelievably happy for a couple days afterwards. Then I begin to feel a bit sad and unmotivated for a few days after that because I want more of that happiness they gave me. That kind of happiness high can be a bit intense.
I have only a small handful of friends these days but the ones I have now are able to show me trust, appreciation and love so easily. Something that has not been very common in my life in general.
I just keep reminding myself that there are people who genuinely care about me as I am and it gets a bit easier to motivate myself again. Little by little.
Also helps that my parents stopped watching the 24 hour news channel so much. Not hearing the news has saved a bit more of my shrinking sanity.
not great TBH tanks for asking. no one asks me anymore. its nice to read. even tho its not personally directed itll do.
It’s ok I really want to know
i post enough of my bullshit. if you get to them before i delete they will give you an idea.
No. I’m pretty burnt out.
Everything I read on burnout says that the best (only?) way to treat it is to reduce or remove whatever is causing such chronic, disproportionate stress. Unfortunately, much of my burnout is caused by the most basic aspects of living (partly because I have disabilities that make it hard to reliably fulfill my basic needs, even with support).
Given that cutting out the bad stuff isn’t an option, I’ve been trying to instead add more good stuff to my life, in hopes that it will increase my capacity and thus reduce my relative level of burnout. I’m so tremendously tired though. I’m trying so hard because I do want to live, and there are things I feel I can offer the world. However, sometimes, in my exhaustion, I find myself thinking wistfully about the depression I felt as a young adult — it was simpler when I genuinely and wholeheartedly wanted to die. In some ways, it was easier to be hopeless and merely staying alive for other people.
I’m just tired.
My long time girlfriend that cheated on me and got pregnant is solely confiding in me because she found out the other guy cheated on her. I’m an innocent and relatively quiet guy. I feel like I’m being pulled into a black hole.
Turn off your phone and hide. Or just straight up tell her to fuck off. You know, as a third party, you can help people but you’re in too deep, it’s best for you to cut off all ties. Who has the time to deal with this bullshit fuckery? Plus, I can show you a real black hole. Say No, Baby Mama Drama.
go with your gut instinct. if you feel like you’re being pulled into a black hole, you are.
I recoiled very hard when I read this… im not sure what you will do next, but good luck man. reach out if you need a random person to talk to.
After we split, my ex wife used to call and tell me about all the guys she screwed on her journey for meaning. Your best option is to not answer the phone. The only way to win is not to play.
You should tell her you used to know that guy, and he has HIV.
Doesn’t have to be true, but fuck her! I mean, not with your penis, because ew, but just in general. To hell with her! Gaslight the fuck out of her, and give her anxiety and crippling depression. Act like you’re being a supportive ex, while at the same time driving her to the depths of insanity.
Bonus points if you can convince her that the guy actually died 10 years ago, and she slept with a ghost.
I’m not ok, but I’m gonna be alright.
Every little thing…
Depends on the mornings. Some days good, some days filled with dread!
Fun…
Nope. But I think I’m taking a mental health day today.
Functionally yes mentally and emotionally no. I just got word this week that our bosses are taking away our hybrid work schedule and making us come back into the office full time. I like my work and coworkers well enough but it’s not enough to keep me in an employer that’s abusive. Now all I can think about is the next round of surprise layoffs that are sure to follow. Last year was absolute hell always feeling watched and expendable. This year is looking to much of the same. I’m already looking for another job and kicking myself in the butt for putting it off for so long.
Going to the cystic fibrosis clinic today, I hate going to the doctor but it’s an upgrade because I used to have to go to the transplant clinic instead which would require way more invasive tests but I’m still nervous. But aside from all the shitty stuff going on in the world things have been ok for me, my daughter is home for the summer from college and we have been really relishing our together time
