if you think my username sucks wait til you read my comments
very spring-like weather today. cloudy, moderate temps. it’s nice
oh shit, I thought this was Shrekland
turns out I’ve been confused all along
Was gonna stay lurking, but every time I scroll on this site lately I see fake news and bad posting from different comms that aren’t c/fakenews and c/badposting lmao
Never change, Hexbear
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Phone calls literally set off my fight or flight this sucks
Been scared to call my Healthcare back for like a month. I need a minor surgery (dermatology) and I am scared because I’ve never done it before and they’re gonna wanna schedule it before I’m okay with it. I’ve been avoiding their calls and I’m petrified to pick up the phone. Idk what to do
I used to have a different account and was around in the trans community here. Over time I felt like the megathread kinda promoted this promise that you can vent and people will be there for you. You can vent, but people are equally as happy to not hear you complain. I almost think it enables you to just say the most dysphoric, self-hurtful shit imaginable, knowing even the internet leftists will just shrug and ask if you get therapy.
Do I regret ending the Wendy account? No. It was important to make what felt like a decision for me. If I’m the only one compelled to act in my best interest, then fuck you, I will. You’re more than welcome to leave a pathetic enby crying by themselves in the void. Just know that I wouldn’t, and that makes you and me different.
I’m having an awful week! But I know better than to throw myself into a space that forces toxicity from me. I learned that much and I still haven’t read theory.
It’s such a joke. I legit might buy wired headphones next time I have to replace mine.
Damn, like, how do you make close friends?
It feels like I’m too late in life for lifelong friends, like, they’d have to have met me before I was an adult, right?
Like, I want to be close to someone, dammit. I thought other people wanted that. I think I’m confused. I need a nap
My Will Wood era continues
Uh, nowhere, yet.
If you mean in general, I’m not sure! I’m picking bars to try out, just so I can get comfortable vibing in public again. It’s a start, you know?
Trying to find the will to go out and make new friends. I’ve essentially been wallowing since 2020, I feel like I let down everyone as a result. Too ashamed to reach out, but trying to just rebuild my confidence.
Currently worried that social skills are only learned when you hit certain ages, a la Pokemon moves. Like, I had to learn how to initiate conversations at Level 12, but I didn’t, so now I don’t get to, unless this metaphor contains a Move Tutor of some kind.
I see other people who are close with each other. It’s literally like, how do I learn to do that
Is it normal to spend years not reaching out because you thought your friends knew you were struggling with depression and gave up on you?
Is it normal to be so intimidated by people that it’s hard to tell who actually wants to listen to you talk about your problems?
Is it normal to wish your friends would notice your absence and come looking for you and be willing to understand why you’re struggling?
I think about the person I was when I left school. I was always there for my friends. I thought they would notice me like I noticed them. I thought when you’re sad, your friends see you and ask what’s wrong, stay and help.
Maybe I did this to myself. I just don’t know how to undo it.
I don’t know how to organically bring things up without being asked, but am also desperate to be asked about those things.
And also despise phone calls because I need to multitask, but inevitably get wrapped up in something that takes up more of my attention than the actual phone call.
I’m convinced that people who are good at conversations are wizards.
My manager likes to talk about Frozen III and how apparently they’re having Elsa have a female love interest.
I genuinely have no idea if that’s true, but it’s mostly just an excuse for him to start talking like “I don’t want my kid to see that kind of stuff” and coworkers agree with him. It’s disheartening.
I’m on my way out in the next few months, but I think I’m wearing Pride stuff every day until I leave. I’m not out to these people, but I seriously have zero tolerance for those kinds of conversations
RIP “Souna” ☹️
A legend for sure.
Learning about student loans now because nobody ever explained this stuff to me when I was in school is deeply distressing
Unrelated, does anybody else still have crippling social anxiety as a result of lockdowns? Idk if it’s because I left school or other life shit but I don’t know where to go or what to do, so I just haven’t done anything. My friends all moved on. I feel no momentum.
“An ejector seat, you’re joking!”