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Ended up collapsing and waking up just now unintentionally meaning my deadline for 8PM today on a specific thing that was timegated isn't gonna be able to get done this month or maybe even this year and I'm being pinged by people that set their pfp to the shit meant to frame me as a pedo. I should not have woken up
EDIT: Because some faggot responsible for prolifferating the pedo claim shit is shitting up another thread saying this is "suicide bait" I'm going to point out the obvious of "Should have stayed asleep and saved myself the frustration". Also because my sleep schedule is now royally fucked again because I woke up after sundown. My body's fully awake though and not groggy though that's likely just due to my "awake after eight" thing taken to it's logical extreme.
You seem to have an attitude and personality that they're particularly interested in fucking with, and are now dragging it into an unrelated thread.
You have been on KF for ELEVEN YEARS and seemed to have learned nothing. The internet is not real. You are causing your own emotional and mental damage.
You seem to have an attitude and personality that they're particularly interested in fucking with, and are now dragging it into an unrelated thread.
You have been on KF for ELEVEN YEARS and seemed to have learned nothing. The internet is not real. You are causing your own emotional and mental damage.
"the internet is not real" and yet you have a vested interest in framing me caring about being smeared as a fucking pedophile in a way that's derailing shit into circlejerks as if it's my fault when I've literally done the ignore it option, the report option, and eventually realize I have to reply. Don't fucking pull this shit thanks
You seem to have an attitude and personality that they're particularly interested in fucking with, and are now dragging it into an unrelated thread.
You have been on KF for ELEVEN YEARS and seemed to have learned nothing. The internet is not real. You are causing your own emotional and mental damage.
I concur. @The Lawgiver maybe consider taking a break from the Internet and let the heat die down. I've seen some of the interactions you've been having and you aren't making it better by giving them the reaction they want. Sign out of your account if you absolutely have to browse the farms.
I think the only way you’ll shake these people off is totally ignoring them. You’ve tried ignoring them I know but it’s like embers reigniting a fire when you say anything - even here. It needs to be totally and permanently. Grey rock them. Zero response or interaction, EVER. They will eventually move on, but it’ll take some time.
I take a break from this thread for a while and come back to find yet another inheritor of the lingering butter taste "help I'm afraid people will think I'm a pedo let me derail the support thread to flip out about it" mantle. Does there always have to be one? Can we try not having one?
Hope everybody else is hanging in there. I've recently made some massive improvements in my circumstances and am cautiously optimistic that more improvements are forthcoming.
Apparently my home country’s gonna be in the World Cup. For my mental health I’m not gonna check up on any World Cup stuff on KF cause I know I’m gonna see some pretty unsavory things about my race. I think I’m getting better at avoiding race discourse!
I take a break from this thread for a while and come back to find yet another inheritor of the lingering butter taste "help I'm afraid people will think I'm a pedo let me derail the support thread to flip out about it" mantle. Does there always have to be one? Can we try not having one?
Hope everybody else is hanging in there. I've recently made some massive improvements in my circumstances and am cautiously optimistic that more improvements are forthcoming.
To add on to my rather bad day, the other opening manager was in a rather dour mood which put everyone else in a mood.
Driving home, some idiot pulled out in front of me despite having no right of way and it was across two lanes of traffic. Had to slam on my brakes and say a slew of things I had to mention in confession later on.
I know it's a boomer-y thing to say, but it feels like people have legitimately gotten worse at driving.
Facts. People are a lot more careless and egotistical in traffic these days. Cyclists, motorcyclists, cars. No one signals where they're going, on the road people will knowingly drive in the outer lane and block traffic because they have to take a left three blocks from now. Bike bells must cost a fortune because NO ONE uses them.
I've lost count of how many times a cyclist is overtaking me from behind on a narrow path that's not really meant as a bike track, nearly running over my dog (she zig-zags a lot) because they refuse to let me know they're approaching. E-bikes as well as normal bikes.
I'm having a nice day, but Spotify being fucking retarded and blocking you if you use a VPN sometimes has reminded me of another reason to buy physical copies of music beyond "I'd rather have the musicians get my money than soydevs and worthless middle managers."
Closing in on a year since my best bud died and it fucked me up more than I thought and more than I want to admit to myself. And it feels so fucking gay trying to talk to anyone about it because they either barely knew the guy themselves, so it just seems like I'm hysterical, or they were his actual family and I'd just feel like a selfish cunt whining to them about it. Am I really gonna go cry to his sister, dad or wife about how much I miss their brother, son and husband? I haven't even been able to drag my ass to his grave since the funeral.
Don't deprecate yourself for this man. I lost a best friend for horrible reasons, and to the point it offended me that he died so badly. I've never forgiven myself, although it wasn't actually my fault. The concept "couldn't I have stopped this somehow" has always flowed through my head. Rationally, I know I couldn't have, but emotionally, I can never believe I couldn't have. "What could I have done" is always the thought.
There's a really awful animal cruelty case up in Humboldt, California, that's given me a case of the dragging mehs.
I kind of want to share it and post about it and talk to people about it but I don't want to fuck up anyone else's day like mine was fucked up. DO NOT look it up if you're super sensitive.
Good news is that I'm sober tonight, no weed and no booze, so tomorrow should be okay as long as I don't spend the day wallowing in the absolute bummerness of everything.
I'm having a nice day, but Spotify being fucking retarded and blocking you if you use a VPN sometimes has reminded me of another reason to buy physical copies of music beyond "I'd rather have the musicians get my money than soydevs and worthless middle managers."
I feel like I finally recovered from my last job. There was no way it would've turned out any different so I've made my peace with it. I came upon this post and it's cathartic how it describes exactly how it went down: Cause and effect. That simple. And yet I sit here "oh man you wouldn't understand, bro-". I've repeated the story to my coworkers so many times I can do it in one sentence. Dumb people; move on.
I put in my resignation before I even had the chance to return to my old job, which in hindsight was risky as fuck. The job market is shot and I legit wouldn't have been able to get another job I think. I might just dig my claws in for 2-3 years before I attempt to leave it again. I've no hope or dreams in life, so why not. Get this motorbike shit figured out while grinding an easy job.
Apparently my home country’s gonna be in the World Cup. For my mental health I’m not gonna check up on any World Cup stuff on KF cause I know I’m gonna see some pretty unsavory things about my race. I think I’m getting better at avoiding race discourse!
Several games have been giving out time-limited world cup national flag type shit and since mine didn't qualify, I get none. Just, no flag. What, am I meant to use some african one in support?
It honestly seems like the same vein as "he was a good boy". You look back regretting not having done enough, said enough, recognized enough, but then imagine having done so when they were alive. Sat down with them and go "you're a great person and deserve good things", aight cool? Do you know something about my health I don't? Best case it lifts them for a few days. It takes something long-term, ie. a partner's daily affirmations, to genuinely lift someone's idea of themselves up. No, you could never have done anything.
I'm having a nice day, but Spotify being fucking retarded and blocking you if you use a VPN sometimes has reminded me of another reason to buy physical copies of music beyond "I'd rather have the musicians get my money than soydevs and worthless middle managers."
I've uninstalled spotify finally. Half the popular songs are AI, half my favs have been removed, shuffle literally doesn't work and Wrapped was the passion project of one guy they've since then fired, thus why it sucks. I miss the days of just downloading entire discographies of a few bands, dumping them into an mp3 player, and only removing them if you truly got tired of the songs cause you'd have to plug it into a pc and all types of shit. Back when listening to music was a conscious act and not a "I can't go on a walk without my comfort techno" type shit.
Packing up the house is going well, it's surprising how little stuff I actually have, and most of it is being given away or thrown out. Every day, a little more is being done, things are being sorted.
Husband has finished his ESL certificate course, he did it! It took a lot to stop his fucking whinging to get through it, but he did it so my plan is coming to fruitation and soon we will both have an income. The first thing I'll do when I have an income is to buy shoes since I walk a lot and yet again I have worn down my current shoes.
At least I haven't needed to tape them like I did my last pair.
I'm not used to having a lot of money. I'm too frugal for my liking. My fridge is empty (literally) and all my belongings are packed in a luggage though I've had this apartment for ages.
I'm in a place where I can attend college without taking out loans and without having parents to take money from, and maybe even without working for the duration. Barely even late for that.
Ive sold my soul to the devil. I'm supposed to be guilty but I feel nothing. I guess it's like being a killer for some cartel, you just do what you must.
