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You think I'm young because I don't seem to have a filter, but chalk that up to not having fucks to give
i honestly thought too that maybe it was because you are living with your mom.
if that is the case then, its easy. tell retard to get the fuck out. that would probably be better for your dad too, because i cant imagine that having dementia and living around constant arguing and bickering could be healthy. also, i would remind your husband that you cant be a housewife in another womans home! he needs to be providing something. if he cant even get up a home for you both to live in, hes absolutely useless.
idk how you put up with this, at any rate. i would be blind with rage at this point.
you deserve way better than this.
 
Still recovering from my back surgery (it was tuesday, duh, of course I'm still recovering). I am able to walk, though my mobility is limited because I still have no feeling in my left leg. I'm shacked up at my mother's house during this process, and, so not to burden her, I'm pretty much hiding in a spare bedroom and/or the basement. I honestly feel like I've been grounded during christmas break. Physical Therapy cannot start soon enough!
 
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I am doing better now, financially, although I think the constant extreme stress of the last year for me has made my POTS permanently worse. Every single day the last 6 months has been what I would previously consider a really bad one, barring maybe half a dozen days. I spent 3 hours sitting in a couch sorting papers and it wiped me out so bad I had to spend 1-1/2 days in bed to mostly recover from it. My husband is a goddamn saint to put up with me basically being a useless bump on a log without so much as getting annoyed at me. My current physical therapy goals are literally basic household chores, and most days I can't do them all. Still, the most immediate threat of no monies is better than it was, so I see a light at the end of the tunnel again.

If anything, though, this has given me a much deeper appreciation for the overwhelming shittery that are lolcows who claim disabilities they don't actually have. POTS is not usually considered an extreme disability like many others, but it still controls my life completely in ways most people don't tend to think about, least of all a retarded cow trying to get some sympathy or attention. They used to upset me just about as much as any other lolcow, but now they straight up piss me off.

i really wish i could figure out the link between sewing/knitting/whatever and being a loud mouthed asshole who never shuts up about how much they hate trump/"the patriarchy" its so tedious, really
Let's make our own Kiwi Knitting Klub, with blackjack and special order basement pepperoni!
 
My friend mentioned that their garage door opener quit working. Changed the battery, still didnt work. Well shit, time to check some wires. Killed the breaker as I am not an idiot, and dug into it. The breaker was not labeled correctly, and I ate a 120 jolt. Pretty sure I saw god for a moment as I fell off the ladder.

In other news, I know my heart still works and my skull is made well, so thats a plus.
 
i really wish i could figure out the link between sewing/knitting/whatever and being a loud mouthed asshole who never shuts up about how much they hate trump/"the patriarchy" its so tedious, really
The weird type of politically interested people (I won't call them "active", because chances are they're all bark and no bite) have a way of injecting their bullshit world views into everything. I consider myself a leftist but I don't get along with radicals from either side. DRUMPF BAD! Well, then you should've convinced your side of the political aisle to have a better candidate, now shut up and get back to knitting.
I'm the kind of retard that can't stop taking the bait because that type of person just triggers me, so I'd 100% get if you don't want to waste your time trying to play nice with the knitting circle because it'd be a boon to have someone to guide you with your knitting.
Alternatively, have you checked out your local library? They might have some social programmes or courses for knitting that aren't run by the danger haired group you mentioned.
 
Still recovering from my back surgery (it was tuesday, duh, of course I'mstill redovering). I am able to walk, though my mobility is limited because I still have no feeling in my left leg. I'm shacked up at my mother's house during this process, and, so not to burden her, I'm pretty much hiding in a spare bedroom and/or the basement. I honestly feel like I've been grounded during christmas break. Physical Therapy cannot start soon enough!
Just take your time on the rehab, don't push anything. Spinal surgeries can be harder to recover from than open-heart surgery. Have had three spinal surgeries plus open-heart, that's how I know.
 
I’ve been doing ok.

Last year was a productive year for me. I got settled into my career, finally moved out, made a couple of acquaintances, got into backpacking, started working out, and recently started going back to church. All in all, things are pretty good but for the past couple months I’ve started feeling worse. I’ve lost a lot of motivation as everything becomes routine, I go to work, make dinner, play games, go to bed, repeat. Weekends are the same just without work, spending a little time with a couple friends, and church. I make plenty to provide for myself and indulge in my hobbies, so I have kind of lost my drive professionally.

I am a person who normally enjoys their own company and likes doing most of my hobbies alone, but I think my lack of social interaction is starting to get to me. My increased use of this site is certainly a result of this. I feel stuck, my tendency to isolate myself makes making connections hard but even though I’m doing what I “want” by keeping to myself I don’t feel happy. It could also just be that I need to come to terms with being alone.

Well, that’s enough moping for today. Thanks to everyone else for sharing, it helps keep my problems in perspective.
 
Thing are going pretty good for me so far; been moving steadily upwards with my IRL job, writing's going rather well, got some things fixed up, got rid of a bunch of older crap that I no longer wanted and generally cleaned up. Overall, it's all going good so far.

In fact, I think my biggest gripe right now is... I've been considering changing the look of my KF account. Got bored with this "anti-war" theme; got a new design in mind, hesitant about changing for several reasons, might sleep on it a bit more.
 
The weird type of politically interested people (I won't call them "active", because chances are they're all bark and no bite) have a way of injecting their bullshit world views into everything. I consider myself a leftist but I don't get along with radicals from either side. DRUMPF BAD! Well, then you should've convinced your side of the political aisle to have a better candidate, now shut up and get back to knitting.
I'm the kind of retard that can't stop taking the bait because that type of person just triggers me, so I'd 100% get if you don't want to waste your time trying to play nice with the knitting circle because it'd be a boon to have someone to guide you with your knitting.
Alternatively, have you checked out your local library? They might have some social programmes or courses for knitting that aren't run by the danger haired group you mentioned.
my library is too busy with drag queen story hour and all other kinds of retardation..like there isnt a single thing going on that isnt injected with politics here. maybe its like that everywhere though.
like when i bought this spinning wheel, i was gonna have this lady teach me to use it, and she turned out to be some weird "fat positive poly whatever" type so i just decided to teach myself, and saved 300 dollars :lol:
that said, the other side is just as insane. i will never get making politics ones identity, its so boring and tedious.
 
POTS permanently worse
my daughter has this, and she drinks energy drinks to help with the passing out aspect. she didnt like the medicine they gave her, she said it made her feel cold. idk if that would help you or not! i feel so bad for her, she was ok until she wasnt, she used to be really active but not anymore. but it does seem like chugging c4's helps, which is weird, but at least its something
 
Any of you deal with elderly pets? I got an old cat who really just seems to be slowly losing it. Earlier he was sitting on the stairs just staring at the wall for about 20 minutes. I sat next to him for a bit and he didn't even know I was there until I tried petting him, scared the shit out of him. Sometimes I think he's doing alright, but often I get stuck thinking about him laying down one day and simply never get back up ever again.

As much as he can't hear, see, and move well anymore, his appetite sure as hell hasn't slowed down. Gluttonous beast. Fat bastard.

I hope you guys are doing well. If not, then I hope you will soon.
 
Any of you deal with elderly pets? I got an old cat who really just seems to be slowly losing it. Earlier he was sitting on the stairs just staring at the wall for about 20 minutes. I sat next to him for a bit and he didn't even know I was there until I tried petting him, scared the shit out of him. Sometimes I think he's doing alright, but often I get stuck thinking about him laying down one day and simply never get back up ever again.

As much as he can't hear, see, and move well anymore, his appetite sure as hell hasn't slowed down. Gluttonous beast. Fat bastard.

I hope you guys are doing well. If not, then I hope you will soon.
I've already shared it ITT but back in 2020 my family and I had to deal with our 11 year old frenchie suddenly becoming very ill. And on January 26th it'll be 10 years since I got my own dog, who will be turning 11 at some point near summer (street rescue, don't know her actual birth date)
Suffice it to say, the topic of senior pets weighs heavily on my mind from time to time.
Please promise your cat that you know when the time has come, no matter how much the decision fucking sucks to make. Please don't do what my parents and I did to our frenchie, by slowly letting him wither away just because "he's already getting treatment" that didn't even help alleviate his problems, and then making the call when he was close to the lowest he could possibly get.
I'm not a cat person, never owned a cat so I don't know if they can get hit with dementia like dogs can, but as pet owners it is our duty to take care of them for as long as they have dignity and grace left. Please give him lots of pets, kisses and cuddles from me. And some extra treats, because fat, happy and loved is how all animals should spend the remainder of their time on this mortal plane.

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I am completely incapable of helping myself. I am nothing but talk, never the walk. I must be some kind of slave to misery. I don't fucking know anymore. I told my mother, my social worker and my therapist that I need my AvPD under control because at this point, everything I do feels like I'm setting myself up to failure and to further spiral as a result. Fuck. Me. I. Suck. So. Much.
 
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I only assumed you were a youngster based on your living situation (Married couple living with mom, i used to know couples like that when i was younger, the housing market has been dire for a very long time in my parts). Only learned from your last post that Dad is living with you guys, my condolences on him having dementia, can't even imagine the extra strain that puts on your current situation and how heart-breaking that must be to witness in general.
i honestly thought too that maybe it was because you are living with your mom.
if that is the case then, its easy. tell retard to get the fuck out. that would probably be better for your dad too, because i cant imagine that having dementia and living around constant arguing and bickering could be healthy. also, i would remind your husband that you cant be a housewife in another womans home! he needs to be providing something. if he cant even get up a home for you both to live in, hes absolutely useless.
idk how you put up with this, at any rate. i would be blind with rage at this point.
you deserve way better than this.

😂 It's all good. We try to not bicker around my father, he gets profoundly upset and I always feel terrible. My mother and husband are band of a steaming queefs.. If Dad wasn't a factor I can easily find a room to rent at a friend's house and I would live there with my dog.

A few years ago I played music for dad until I found the songs which made his feet tap and he could remember the song and the musician perfectly. I made a playlist of all his favourite songs and I would hear the same facts every time. Music just seems to irritate him these days..

I wrote three chapters today, it felt cathartic.
 
Taking a tolerance break for the first time in like.... 8 years of near daily marijuana use. I used to always bitch that I wasn't a pothead, that I had my reasons for smoking, I'm built different, the usual shit.
Anyways, I'm on day 2 and I'm already crawling up the fucking wall. I'm honestly really disappointed in myself for having this reaction. I know it's normal to go through some form of withdrawal but I was convinced that it would not affect me at all and that it would be as simple as it was for me to kick cigarettes. Boy am I fucking wrong. The cravings have been hitting me like a truck and I've been reduced to slapping my thighs and arms repeatedly to get my mind off of it when they do hit me. I feel like a fucking crackhead. Sleep has not been coming easy for me as well and I feel any semblance of I focus I had is gone. Like wow! Maybe I am dependent on a substance! I am not above the human condition!

Luckily my husband is also doing a break with me as well so I'm not alone but it's so weird watching him be perfectly fine meanwhile my ass is borderline swinging from the rafters.
I am proud of myself for not saying fuck it after the first day however, and after several failed attempts at doing this I feel like I'm finally in a place where I can actually do it so here's hoping I actually make it more than a week.
 
my daughter has this, and she drinks energy drinks to help with the passing out aspect. she didnt like the medicine they gave her, she said it made her feel cold. idk if that would help you or not! i feel so bad for her, she was ok until she wasnt, she used to be really active but not anymore. but it does seem like chugging c4's helps, which is weird, but at least its something
I really appreciate the suggestion, but energy drinks are usually a bad call for me. I have adrenal POTS which basically means I get an adrenaline dump every time I try to stand. Sounds like your daughter has the low blood volume/pressure type (which I think is the most common). Medicine probably made her cold because of blood vessel restriction. She probably knows this already but adding lots of sodium/electrolytes and B vitamins to your diet helps a lot with symptoms. I'm guessing energy drinks help just because they raise blood pressure in general, but I'd ask her to check the label and see if it's high in anything like sodium, she might be missing something in her diet or supplement regimen. Drinking a ton of water also helps keep up blood volume, so if she does find something else to take, make sure she's still chugging liquids. I'm sorry you have to watch your daughter go through this, I hope her condition gets better over time. I'll keep you both in my thoughts.
 
Think I have the flu. Feel like absolute crap. Eating a popsicle right now which oddly enough seems to be helping my scratchy fucked up throat more than lozenges or throat spray
 
@banquetmeal can you start with just doing a tube on the dpns? Nothing more than a long tube, stick like 20 stitches per needles and just go runs and round and try to avoid laddering (end each needle with a purl if you’re ribbing, tug the second stitch if the new needles to tighten and avoid ladders.
First you need to get used to knitting in the round and then you can progress to the technical bits about heels. I knit socks, feel free to hit me up for technical advice.
Fuck. Me. I. Suck. So. Much.
facing your problems and committing to working through them is the opposite of sucking. It’s far more than I’m doing at the moment and I’m allegedly normal. You has to give yourself a bit of grace here. When does inpatient start?
 
Feeling like a sadsack lately and I'd genuinely rather chew glass than feel like this. I got ghosted by the person I've considered to be my best friend for the last 2.5 years and I'm still feeling wounded about it.

We spoke goddamn near every day for the last two and a half years. Most times it was unimportant shit, but sometimes it was important. We knew each others' hardships and supported one another through them, bonded over stuff we both loved, and sent a lot of goofy jokes and memes to each other. Fully at the "dude you're one of my favorite people and I appreciate you so much" stage of buddyship, in both directions. Relationships like this are exceedingly rare for me, so I treasured this person deeply.

And then in October, he just... Stopped responding. I didn't pester for like a week, shit happens etc etc, but when I finally did reach out to make sure everything was ok, he said it was; life was just rough at the moment, and he was neglecting all his friends, not just me. So I gave him more space, because I'm not a psychopath. About a week after that, I see him in a mutual space... Talking to friends. So I asked him what gives, like why did he fib about avoiding all friends?? (This is a sore point for me for other reasons, which he was very aware of and had commiserated with me about. Ha ha.) Then he hit me with the "it's not you, it's me" beam and dropped off the face of the earth. "I'm changing as a person", and "my interests are changing", and "idk I just have a hard time engaging with you recently". Yeowch.

Every time I see him in those mutual spaces, my heart just hurts. It feels so incredibly stupid to be so twisted up about a """friend breakup""" but... I already have such a hard time making friends, and I genuinely can't figure out what I did to suddenly become uninteresting and a chore to talk to, when he was the one that reached out to me to become friends in the first place. I feel like that fucking gif of Andy dropping Woody on the ground and going "I don't want to play with you anymore" and it's driving me insane lmao.

Idk. I mostly just wish he'd been proactive about it, and said something when I asked the first time. It's not like I expect good things to last forever, or for people/relationships to never change, but I just can't fathom treating somebody I care about like a toy I can toss into storage when I get bored and come back around to when I feel like it, if ever. Feels real bad.

Anyway. I'll get over it eventually. I'd love to be totally unbothered about it right this second. I'm just soft-hearted and grieving the loss of an important friendship that I never knew was dying in the first place. Thanks for listening, Kiwis. I appreciate you guys.
 
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