I mentioned in another thread my best friend from high school trooned out. I just found out today he was groomed and cut all contact with me. The thing I don't get is I didn't do a fucking thing to him at all.
I hate myself for not being able to do anything about it and stepping in when I felt like I should have talked with him.
Exhausted, honestly. The kids are coming down with a bug that I’m terrified of getting because I’m already puking my life up, and my mother who I’m incredibly low contact with is trying (and failing spectacularly) to weasel her way into the good graces of me and my husband under the pretence of “wanting to be a better grandmother for baby number 4”. Bitch, if you wanted to, you’d have been a good grandmother to the first three.
Work called and approved putting me over the position I've been trying for over a year now. It comes with a pretty substantial pay raise. Fuck, I gotta survive this now. Maybe I'll be able to finally pay off how nice and supportive everyone there has been by coming to see me and bringing me food.
Been resting a lot,it has been a wild week. I’m glad sites like KF exist so I can actually talk freely without getting botted or ratio to death on mainstream social media.
Cut this cunt out of my life like 8 times going on 12 years or so. The issue is that I'm not busy or occupied enough that I don't just accept a re-add a week before they self-implode. They spend all day putting up a facade of being busy and having tons of friends and shit to do, then come crawling to me after their "friendship sessions" to moan and vent about it. Something I've experienced a lot of times from people who were the one keeping the group together. And they always sucked.
Iunno. Would be fun having friends again, but what does that entail? It's tough to really think back to a time when having friends was normal. It's hard to compare to today cause everything has changed drastically with Discord and gaming in general. It's not because they got busy and got kids and shit. It's just how people are today. Would I want non-stop IMs? Probably not. Every now and then I see people who just.. play games together. Get on voice and play. It still happens but even if I was invited at this point I'd probably decline.
I mentioned in another thread my best friend from high school trooned out. I just found out today he was groomed and cut all contact with me. The thing I don't get is I didn't do a fucking thing to him at all.
It's not whether you did anything to him, it's the lack of doing something for him. Imagine a hairy man in a dress looking him over the shoulder while he rips his friends list clean to be isolat- I mean, only harbor positivity!
Like in an Xbox live sort of way, or..? I am a racial slur enthusiast but I can’t imagine many scenarios where I’d hurl one at a friend who was not being niggerish, no matter the color of their skin. I can see why it wouldn’t sit right. It’s a shame the huwhite slurs don’t pack the same punch. “Honky” is fun, but it just doesn’t cut it. (I’d still probably call him one though.)
Tell me about the crochet!! Am working on (another) star blanket for the new Baby DeLawyer because they’re so dang easy. Feel you on the mom thing— Dunno what it is about new babies that set off the olds and their personality disorders but hoo boy.
Like in an Xbox live sort of way, or..? I am a racial slur enthusiast but I can’t imagine many scenarios where I’d hurl one at a friend who was not being niggerish, no matter the color of their skin. I can see why it wouldn’t sit right. It’s a shame the huwhite slurs don’t pack the same punch. “Honky” is fun, but it just doesn’t cut it. (I’d still probably call him one though.)
Tell me about the crochet!! Am working on (another) star blanket for the new Baby DeLawyer because they’re so dang easy. Feel you on the mom thing— Dunno what it is about new babies that set off the olds and their personality disorders but hoo boy.
I’m making myself a shawl currently with some of the Scheepjes yarn I got recently, and I’m saving the rest for a blanket when Tiny Tama #4 gets here. How’s your new little one doing currently? Hope they’re all well and you’re getting plenty of rest.
Like in an Xbox live sort of way, or..? I am a racial slur enthusiast but I can’t imagine many scenarios where I’d hurl one at a friend who was not being niggerish, no matter the color of their skin. I can see why it wouldn’t sit right. It’s a shame the huwhite slurs don’t pack the same punch. “Honky” is fun, but it just doesn’t cut it. (I’d still probably call him one though.)
I'm bordering on turning into a hikikomori at this point, and no one has noticed somehow. I had some backup plans in the case everything went to shit like it's happening now but I'm afraid of telling them to someone else and right now, I can only wait until some even weirder event happens during what remains of this year. Can this year just end already?
Wtf! Slurs are to be enjoyed between friends, not used in anger (at least with someone you care about.) Husband DeLawyer and I have thrown each other every slur in the book, but never in anger. I’m sure if he called me a cunt in the midst of a row instead of just bants I’d be pretty damn angry. Ofc you feel disrespected. My DMs are always open if you need somewhere safe to complain about this cracker.
I’m making myself a shawl currently with some of the Scheepjes yarn I got recently, and I’m saving the rest for a blanket when Tiny Tama #4 gets here. How’s your new little one doing currently?
Baby DeLawyer II has been a breeze. I dunno if it’s because 3 weeks early or just a different temperament, but it’s been night and day from my first. Just the chillest, sleepiest, hungriest baby. Dunno how I got so lucky.
I fuckin’ love shawls!!!!! Comfy cozy and they can really make an outfit. Never worked with that yarn but I might pick some up now, the color range is gorgeous!
The last couple of months I’ve really been in a tough spot mentally. I can never shake this unending feeling of despair. And it’s not like I’m in a particularly bad place in life or anything…but my brain is screaming at me 24/7 that it’s the opposite. And I don’t mean this in a suicidal way, I very much want to live lol
My problem is that this overwhelming anxiety and paranoia is telling me that I won’t
I hate to try to solve my problems by taking an SSRI because I know they’re already overprescribed as is but something has got to give
Wtf! Slurs are to be enjoyed between friends, not used in anger (at least with someone you care about.) Husband DeLawyer and I have thrown each other every slur in the book, but never in anger. I’m sure if he called me a cunt in the midst of a row instead of just bants I’d be pretty damn angry. Ofc you feel disrespected. My DMs are always open if you need somewhere safe to complain about this cracker.
Ya, I like calling my friends slurs (Personally never my white ones though since I’m sure they’ve been unironically called that by several black people) but it’s always done in jest and in love. I’ve never legitimately been called a “nigger”, it’s always been a joke till now. And it’s like, damn.
Thank you by the way, I felt a bit silly coming here like “I got called a mean word “ but it feels nice to be… I dunno, validated? Lol.
Wtf! Slurs are to be enjoyed between friends, not used in anger (at least with someone you care about.) Husband DeLawyer and I have thrown each other every slur in the book, but never in anger. I’m sure if he called me a cunt in the midst of a row instead of just bants I’d be pretty damn angry. Ofc you feel disrespected. My DMs are always open if you need somewhere safe to complain about this cracker.
Baby DeLawyer II has been a breeze. I dunno if it’s because 3 weeks early or just a different temperament, but it’s been night and day from my first. Just the chillest, sleepiest, hungriest baby. Dunno how I got so lucky.
I fuckin’ love shawls!!!!! Comfy cozy and they can really make an outfit. Never worked with that yarn but I might pick some up now, the color range is gorgeous!
I’d fully recommend it! I’m currently using the Brambleberry colour but I’ve also got some of the popping candy and earl grey custard. It’s such a lovely soft wool as well.
I mentioned in another thread my best friend from high school trooned out. I just found out today he was groomed and cut all contact with me. The thing I don't get is I didn't do a fucking thing to him at all.
I hate myself for not being able to do anything about it and stepping in when I felt like I should have talked with him.
It's alright, Ive seen it happen a time or two. We cant stand over our friends shoulders and micromanage their lives for them. Sometimes we gotta trust that they make the best decisions they can, or that they trust us to rely on our advice and opinions. If your friend suddenly cut you off, I think they chose to trust someone else over you caring about them- and thats not something you could have changed or forced.
I'd say to continue being a good friend to the people around you, and hope that they trust and care about you enough that they would hear you out and not cut you off.
Nothing much going on except everything that's going on. Helping my friend fix his plane so I can fly it again. Contractor finally starting on the bedroom finish work(walls, floor, trim, doors) means I get to move furniture and assemble the new furniture in a couple weeks which has now been in storage from my last Ikea trip 2 years ago. Looking forward to a proper 'organized' closet and one of those fancy 'mattress' things instead of my futon in the guest bedroom. Screwing up all my computers, as usual.
So, really nothing interesting at all, which I guess is for the best compared to some of you living in interesting times.
The last couple of months I’ve really been in a tough spot mentally. I can never shake this unending feeling of despair. And it’s not like I’m in a particularly bad place in life or anything…but my brain is screaming at me 24/7 that it’s the opposite. And I don’t mean this in a suicidal way, I very much want to live lol
My problem is that this overwhelming anxiety and paranoia is telling me that I won’t
I hate to try to solve my problems by taking an SSRI because I know they’re already overprescribed as is but something has got to give
SSRIs may or may not be a good fit for you, but they can help to clear some fog. And you don't have to be on them forever.
But before leaping to that, talk to your doc about what's been going on and how you're thinking, what you've tried that hasn't helped, etc. And also, think about what you've done - or not done (no shame, just being real & it's OK) to try to get a grip that anxiety or sense of foreboding, and whether there are ((also)) lifestyle changes or efforts that might be useful. As I mentioned, SSRIs can, for many, give a boost so either they're calmed down (or pulled up) so that they can start doing some other work to improve things.
Baby DeLawyer II has been a breeze. I dunno if it’s because 3 weeks early or just a different temperament, but it’s been night and day from my first. Just the chillest, sleepiest, hungriest baby. Dunno how I got so lucky.
My first was a high-intensity baby, and also never slept (FOR A YEAR). After that, it was easier. Did I change/ chill, or was it just that babies vary? Idk, but I'm glad you got an easy one!
Ya, I like calling my friends slurs (Personally never my white ones though since I’m sure they’ve been unironically called that by several black people) but it’s always done in jest and in love. I’ve never legitimately been called a “nigger”, it’s always been a joke till now. And it’s like, damn.
Thank you by the way, I felt a bit silly coming here like “I got called a mean word “ but it feels nice to be… I dunno, validated? Lol.
I'm different on this than many here, maybe (also older than many, so maybe related), but I think that's a vile thing for someone you know to say. I get words are "just" words, and I'm white so unlikely someone would call me that specific epithet, but if anyone I knew irl called me some slur when they were truly mad ("unironically"), I'd tell them to go fuck themselves and we would never speak again. From my perspective, that's a hard no, and fuck off.
Y'all younger people say all kinds of garbage to each other, esp online, so I get that, but to me it's weak, and I have no respect for saying that kind of thing - and no interest in friends who would take a cheap shot like that. I don't claim to have a Gen Z mindset, so take it fwiw, but I do believe in standards, and going that low does not meet mine.
My personal boundaries aside, I might also suggest that, based on what you've said about yourself and your upbringing and sense of self, it might be good to investigate how you really feel about it, fundamentally. If you're really fine with it or it's nbd, fine, I have no opinion. But if you have a pattern of not defining boundaries, it's worth the thought exercise to confirm how you really feel about it.
Visiting my family means extensive exposure to MSM, where they really, really, really tried to remember me, at any time, that Kirk was an ultra-conservative and a Trump supporter, I suppose in order to erode sympathy. Disgusting.
Finally got that thing done that was weighing so heavily on my mind, was much more work than initially thought. My best friend put in the hours again without asking for anything in return, took him to dinner and also gave him a 50€ Playstation gift card, dude came in clutch again. Now i'll have to see if it actually works out at the 20th but it looks so good i am not worried in the slightest anymore. Can't go into any detail because, strictly speaking, what we did is far from legal I got no moral qualms about it because my existance, or rather my girlfriend's, is on the line here.
Now it's off to the dentist in an hour, paying out off the ass for some laser treatment, never had that done before so i am kind of excited about the procedure.
One of the reasons (besides the obligatory "Mom would be sad") why i haven't done it yet. If my life is anything to go by i wake up to something much worse after i finally had the balls to do it, Murphy's Law might as well be named (My name's) Law.
I feel you on the psych med shit, it's been around 15 years since i last took zog pills and i still feel the after effects from being overmedicated like a motherfucker back then.
“ but it feels nice to be… I dunno, validated? Lol.
I got no moral qualms about it because my existance, or rather my girlfriend's, is on the line here.