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I'm apparently nuts. Social workers just showed up to make sure I wasn't going to kill myself immediately. I can't blame them because that was definitely something I was considering. Thanks sister. I wasn't going to do it though.

Anyway I've calmed down a bit. Sort of.
Friend, do take care of yourself. If you need to check in somewhere for a day or week or month, do it. No shame if things are a bit much or you want a breather or company or tending-to. It's okay.
 
I'm apparently nuts. Social workers just showed up to make sure I wasn't going to kill myself immediately. I can't blame them because that was definitely something I was considering. Thanks sister. I wasn't going to do it though.

Anyway I've calmed down a bit. Sort of.
I hope you're kidding. If not, good grief. Definitely consider counseling.
 
Docs said I wouldn’t get all the side effects at once. Guess I'm a medical outlier because I did. They threw oxy at it for the night. No complaints here, hoping I can finally go to bed once it kicks in.
 
When you have to wait for the call or just personally be there to sign off on the turning off the life support because all hope is gone.
Years back I had to make that decision after attempts failed. And then I was criticized for making that decision by some ungrateful fucks that didn't want to be in the same room, or ask any questions or show any support and decided to pick at what's left behind like fucking vultures.
That last breath hit hard, and it changed me.
 
Parents came over and we did fuck all. We went out to eat during which we don't speak much, but for once no other families nearby spoke much either. None of us are extroverts and we got no "funny uncle" in the family, yet being around extroverts with huge families at work all day really hammers in that sense of "you should be out doing shit and meeting people", despite no one in basically our entire family doing that.

I was exposed to a clip of some guy saying "don't have social media accounts, have a hobby that puts you outside and volunteer in a way that puts your life in others' hands". He does none of these things himself, and honestly who does? A shut-in friend of mine volunteered in relation to some Ukrainian refugee thing and he loved it, but even then he only did it twice. I more or less stopped biking, my primary hobby. Way too expensive, too much preparation, way too little payoff. I could easily go for a 35 min brisk walk every single day in comparison. And yet, whenever I drive home I see friends, fathers and daughters out biking. I'm envious of those who have the urge still, and it comes 100% from doing it with others, but that'd turn it into a chore.
I'm apparently nuts. Social workers just showed up to make sure I wasn't going to kill myself immediately. I can't blame them because that was definitely something I was considering. Thanks sister. I wasn't going to do it though.
I know people aren't rational in this state of mind but to think "my father who put decades into raising me would like to see me kill myself over him disappearing". Or "My late wife surely wouldn't want me to marry someone else and be happy. She'd want me to weep and be miserable forever".
genuinely me too
These kinds of childhood fandoms are basically like Discords. You join initially to partake in a certain discussion but at some point that disappears entirely and you're just there because you happen to fall into that slot. I watched a video about those Warrior Cats or whatever, going on +50 books, and it's the exact same. Dogshit literature full of actual typos but people aren't gonna leave the fandom because it's their one way into a community. Harry Potter ain't had new material in fucking decades, what's to talk about? Fanfics?
That last breath hit hard, and it changed me.
My grandpa visibly breathed his last, specifically heavy and after the last of us arrived at his place. It's scary that people can literally cling on by choice. I wasn't there for my grandma dying and it made the funeral a lot more tolerable and my last memory of her a better one than seeing her die. I won't skip out on more immediate family obviously, but doing what you can to avoid family drama and bullshit certainly helps. My aunt tore the cheap rings off my grandma AS she died.
 
Years back I had to make that decision after attempts failed. And then I was criticized for making that decision by some ungrateful fucks that didn't want to be in the same room, or ask any questions or show any support and decided to pick at what's left behind like fucking vultures.
That last breath hit hard, and it changed me.
I thank God that we're all on the same page. I'm apparently in charge of making these decisions but I'm just ratifying the consensus. We all know what he would have wanted.
 
I thank God that we're all on the same page. I'm apparently in charge of making these decisions but I'm just ratifying the consensus.
I'm thankful the immediate family trusted me with it, I wanted to be done with the others though. It's bad enough they weren't paying attention to the massive list of complications if somehow the impossible happened and they actually pulled through but they did not want to take it seriously. Like their heads were empty.
I can't say it will get easier, but the emotions will fade out even as the memory remains. The good memories still feel good, though.
 
I had a horrible migraine two days ago. I've had horrific back and neck pain since then. I couldn't walk straight yesterday. Now I'm having a visual aura that looks like waves of neon in my peripheral vision. It's obscuring the vision in my left eye. I'm going to take some medicine and go to bed. I might want to take a puke bag to bed with me. 🤢
 
I had a horrible migraine two days ago. I've had horrific back and neck pain since then. I couldn't walk straight yesterday. Now I'm having a visual aura that looks like waves of neon in my peripheral vision. It's obscuring the vision in my left eye. I'm going to take some medicine and go to bed. I might want to take a puke bag to bed with me. 🤢
fuckkk talk to your gp or an advice nurse nigga!!!
 
What the fuck. Getting called at four in the morning about organ donation? What the goddamn hell? Eight minutes of boilerplate? How the fuck is this a thing? Why am I awake?
 
Exhausted. Spent the last three days moving an entire house's worth of furniture and my next day off isn't until the end of the week. Plus I think I've been running on 4 hours of sleep every day since last week started. I need a fucking nap.
 
You could call this the fall equinox check-in I guess. Where I've gone to school, they say you're supposed to report on your spiritual health once the Fall equinox sets in as it's the perfect time to reflect on the first moments you've had in school (assuming you aren't attending somewhere that actually starts on said equinox). Ironically the fact that the equinox even started probably renders it moot as the Fall atmosphere is good for me specifically.

To answer the main question, I'm doing good. I've had a productive past few days and am proud of what I have been able to do in such a specific window of time. Also, I've been chuckling at this cat I've been watching that belongs to an immediate neighbor. She made legit friends with a chipmunk from my yard who doesn't mind her presence, neither one trying to attack each other or run away from each other. It's like watching Tom and Jerry, but without everyone throwing pots and pans with each other. A few mornings she ventured outside just to see the chipmunk. So I've had something unorthodox to keep an eye on.
 

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I'm just so tired lately! I thought I was doing okay, sleep schedule wise, but I ran out of my usual caffeine soda and went off of it for a while only to get back on it and get wired all night, fucking up my sleep again. I've been tired all the time ever since.
Between that, and the flavor I like being so intermittently stocked anywhere, I'm thinking of quitting the caffeine sodas entirely.
 
I finally understand the NPC mindset. My internal monologue has entirely shut down. I hear nothing in my own head but absolute silence. I don't think I can stand this very long so I hope it comes back.
 
I have made a dear friend of mine who is fully atheistic and hateful of Christians read the Bible for the first time. She is in a turbulent time in her life, it's a shame that it took to this extreme to finally give it a shot, but it's happening. She asked me specifically to help her read it and it's my mission to try and help her understand and read the Holy book. Here's praying that she's finally managing to find God after all she went through, but it will be my duty to help her.

It needs to be mentioned that I didn't influenced her in any way to take this decision, she just knew that I was the Christian in her group of friends and she went to me to introduce her to Christianism, it's gonna be a tough road to teach her since she's the type of atheist that rejects the spiritual aspect of the Bible, but I am hoping that she manages to get something meaningful out of it.
 
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it's gonna be a tough road to teach her since she's the type of atheist that rejects the spiritual aspect of the Bible, but I am hoping that she manages to get something meaningful out of it.
>holding her hand to cross the chasm of evil by building a bridge of faith

Godspeed.
 
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