Awful. Black Friday, Cyber Monday, and the usual shit that comes with working retail during the holidays. I'm never home anymore. I'm always at work. I'm always trying to fill orders with equipment that doesn't work, in back rooms stuffed so full of pallets I can't reach the product I need, with deadlines I can't hit.
After I walked away from my friend group I stayed in touch with my best friend, and things were nice and it was a breath of fresh air at first, but now we fight all the time. He keeps going "I can't keep doing this", but I don't know what he wants me to do. I feel like he engineers these impossible conversations where anything I could possibly say turns out to be wrong. If I point out that he's contradicting himself, he gets upset because I know he has memory issues so I shouldn't expect him to know what he told me last time. But he's still allowed to get mad at me for doing what he asked...
He kept saying things about me that straight up weren't true, not subjective, and didn't acknowledge it when I told him he was wrong. I'm pretty sure I caught him trying to gaslight me right after I thought we made up.
I loathe everyone I know at this point. I know I need to give up on friends, but that just leaves me with my family, a bunch of homophobic leeches. My fucking father asked me for a DNA test on Thanksgiving. He could have asked decades ago, but he only decided now because he's running out of excuses to fight with mom. All anyone ever wants to do is fight and tear other people down.
I need to learn how to stop feeling lonely without turning to other people. All they do is upset me.
Pretty bad. I work retail and the customers and bosses have been horrible.
My dad asked me for a DNA test at Thanksgiving. I agreed because I wanted to vindicate mom but now I realize that's a stupid idea because he's just looking to prolong a decades-long argument with someone who wants nothing to do with him. It doesn't matter what the outcome is, it's a way to get his foot back in the door.
Great holiday. Hope he's dead before the next one.
I've been totally adrift since I gave up being a digital artist, and people keep telling me to try Bluesky because it's "less hateful" than Twitter. I keep getting followed by queerphobes and there's been some implied threat of cyberstalking.
My friends' reactions basically amount to, "well it's not all fun and games to stand up for queer people, you should have known this would happen, if we chickened out like you we'd have to stop being queer altogether" like I didn't have to grow my hair out and stop binding to get people to leave me alone.
I know I'm too old for this but sometimes I wish someone would be nice to me. I'm tired of being manipulated and talked down to and pushed aside like trash. I wish my friends or my family or someone would just be like, "I'm sorry, that sucks" instead of reminding me every five seconds that I suck.
I'm extremely lonely but there's nothing really to be done. I keep thinking I'm friends with people and then they pull away suddenly. Two of them even started acting like they didn't remember making plans with me even though the plans were their ideas.
Most people my age turn out to be homophobic and transphobic too, and only like me because they thought I was one of the "cool ones" (read: self-loathing). Or because they mistook me for a straight woman and think they can score.
I don't really understand people who can form genuine connections. My self esteem is in the toilet and even I won't put up with that stuff.
I thought so too but that's part of what makes it sad to me. I don't know if a kid would think about it that way, they'd just be so desperate for more time with their mom.
Maybe the artist didn't think about it that hard, I don't know.
They've been primed not to. They've grown up surrounded by social media where oversharing with your legal name attached is incentived, both by the companies and the lonely, drama-hungry users. I wish we'd pushed harder against this back in the early days of Facebook, but I doubt most of us saw this coming.
I mean the real answer to your question is that those posts are all fake because the internet loves stories about revenge on such a small scale they can't be disproven.
But I want to know what kind of job keeps you by the fridge 24/7 so you can always witness food theft. Most people don't work in the break room, so they have no way of knowing who to yell at when their food disappears.
Why is everyone acting like the user did something to prompt this response, and then lied to the press about it? Obviously Google didn't create life, but isn't it more likely that LLMs scrape from the internet, which is full of edgy and rude people? Especially since Google has its partnership with Reddit, which is a haven for cynical assholes.
I mean I decided enough is enough years ago but what the fuck am I supposed to do? No one will listen to me, the only job that will take me is infamously good at union busting, and I don't know how to kill myself without traumatizing my niece.
I grew up in a hoarder house and I'm pretty sure I ruined my life by teaching myself to do the dishes as a kid. I was expected to keep the place clean for the rest of my childhood, and that turned into me being the only one to do chores of any kind. I was actually guilt tripped into skipping college so I'd be available to drive my sister to classes.
So yeah forget all the drugs and murder and shit. The real worst thing a child can do is wash a dish.
I don't know why you thought that would make me stop associating it with the bible belt.
I don't remember saying anything like that. I just don't get why being from the bible belt makes it offensive, since again, queer people in the bible belt use it too, and it doesn't mean anything offensive. If regionalisms are offensive because of where they're from, it makes me wonder how people feel about my accent.
She's also a stellar example of inequality and the mechanics behind it, imo. Being a trans woman has not made her a champion of queer rights. Belonging to a marginalized group doesn't automatically make you a good person or even a non-oppressive person.
Kermit's froghood baffles me, mainly due to the neck frill. I was down a Muppet history rabbit hole recently and realized that he was originally just named "Kermit", and didn't become "Kermit the Frog" for some years. So he was probably designed as a frill-necked lizard of some kind and got retconned into a frog. Mystery solved, right? Well no, because then I realized he got the frill the same time they started calling him a frog.
I was so distraught I turned to Muppet Wiki, which it turns out has an entire section on his collar. It's an article of clothing. 😐
Awful. Black Friday, Cyber Monday, and the usual shit that comes with working retail during the holidays. I'm never home anymore. I'm always at work. I'm always trying to fill orders with equipment that doesn't work, in back rooms stuffed so full of pallets I can't reach the product I need, with deadlines I can't hit.
After I walked away from my friend group I stayed in touch with my best friend, and things were nice and it was a breath of fresh air at first, but now we fight all the time. He keeps going "I can't keep doing this", but I don't know what he wants me to do. I feel like he engineers these impossible conversations where anything I could possibly say turns out to be wrong. If I point out that he's contradicting himself, he gets upset because I know he has memory issues so I shouldn't expect him to know what he told me last time. But he's still allowed to get mad at me for doing what he asked...
He kept saying things about me that straight up weren't true, not subjective, and didn't acknowledge it when I told him he was wrong. I'm pretty sure I caught him trying to gaslight me right after I thought we made up.
I loathe everyone I know at this point. I know I need to give up on friends, but that just leaves me with my family, a bunch of homophobic leeches. My fucking father asked me for a DNA test on Thanksgiving. He could have asked decades ago, but he only decided now because he's running out of excuses to fight with mom. All anyone ever wants to do is fight and tear other people down.
I need to learn how to stop feeling lonely without turning to other people. All they do is upset me.