It's surely more like v302024, our species is 300,000 years old. Nothing began 2024 years ago other than the currently most used Gregorian calendar. But there are several other calendars used even now.
My dad died a couple of weeks ago. I hadn't met him for years because of my disability, I'm not sure what the correct translation is for it but "action paralysis" is a direct translation. My anxiety completely shuts me down, both physically and mentally, I've been on long-term sick leave for 15 years due to it (along with general anxiety, depression etc.)
My family has been alright in helping me, mostly my mother but she always takes the easy route to just sending me some money or leaving some cooked food, washing my clothes, cleaning my apartment for me etc. Instead of actually helping me get better. Whenever I get on my feet a bit and I manage to get doctor appointments, psychologist, etc. she kinda stops helping, so it always ends with me missing those and going back to square one of needing to contact them, get appointments again etc. It feels like she doesn't actually want me to get better.
Ever since this paralysis latched on to being able to meet my father, I've begged and pleaded to both my mom and the rest of my family to help to get in contact with him and meet him, because it was clear he wouldn't love for much longer. They tried like two times then just ignored it. I continued to ask for help, and made it clear I really need that help. I said clearly several times that it's the most important thing in my life now, I told them that they could stop helping with everything else and just help me get to him, but it's like they just didn't hear it.
I told them it would break me completely if he died before we could meet.
And that's what happened, he died, and I just told them I could never forgive them for this. And since then it's been radio silence. Not even a merry Christmas text or anything.
I've lost contact with all my friends because of this disability too so I'm completely alone now.
It's a bit over 3 hours till the new year and I'm just sitting home, alone, with barely any food and no clean clothes and a super dirty apartment and I don't know what to do.
I'm just broken, I've never been sad in this way before and I don't know how to even start to get better from this.
Ooh, didn't know that, kinda cool!
Does that mean Sweden is at the very end of countries by alphabetical order in Dutch?
I won't deny that I felt it might have been some joke about Sweden, not sure what. I did think about Russia painting white Z's on some military vehicles but never heard any conspiracy or idea that Sweden is in their pockets or anything like that. And just to be clear, it was nothing more than a quick random thought based on nothing that I put no weight on whatsoever.
A few things that would make that picture better: An anime body pillow under one of his arms, a "tactical" fedora that also has the US flag, the fingers of his gloves covered in cheesy snack crumbs, several different mall ninja knives, and he obviously needs to be fat.
I'm European, Swedish, and these have been common for over a decade. Most common here is in "pizza kits", you get one tube like in the post but with pizza dough and a glass jar of tomato sauce with herbs.
I seriously don't understand this kind of reaction to being corrected about mistakes. All it does is show everyone that you're even dumber than previously shown via the mistake and makes it obvious you don't care to learn anything from it so you'll continue being just as dumb.
Learn from it instead and thank them for teaching you something.
But you're clearly not mentally grown and/or smart enough to not react like a 5-year-old to someone pointing out you've made a mistake. And it's hilarious that you don't realize how childish and dumb you make it clear you are by this kind of reaction and choosing to show it with a reply.
It's surely more like v302024, our species is 300,000 years old. Nothing began 2024 years ago other than the currently most used Gregorian calendar. But there are several other calendars used even now.