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I am having absolute tard anxiety about the fucking war. Do I have anything to be afraid of? Probably not? Is my brain deciding to fuck itself over? Yea, it is. Even though it's been explained to me multiple times why we're not all about to be nuked into oblivion. Bitch is giving me bad dreams. Damn you Russia. I'm tired of this shit.

But at least it's not medical anxiety anymore so that's probably a step forward.
Bro stop fixating on the war if it fucks with your head so much. I'll ping you if WWIII kicks off so that you can at least shit yourself with fear over a good reason.
 
I got my covid booster yesterday and was fine until about 2 in the morning last night when I woke up with a fever and couldn't move my right arm. Not a fun time! I can't sleep at all when I'm feverish so I've felt terrible all day. So I called out sick from work since I can't work in a food prep environment if I'm feverish and nauseous (not to mention that I can't ride my bike there when feeling like a hot mess). Never have I called out sick before, hell, I even showed up to work the day my great-grandpa passed. But my boss went nuclear at me, straight up saying that I was ungrateful for the job and he has plenty of other people who would be happy to take my place. It's so frustrating because in the past I've been told I was one of the hardest working employees and that I'm the only employee who has gone above and beyond to promote the business when it was first opening (It's a locally owned small business) I've coordinated with charities to get a holiday donation box in the business for Christmas, I tried get a local metal festival to play, been there since the very day we first opened.

I do really enjoy working there and it's a fun job, but I have so little hours and my boss is using the business social media to pick fights with the power company, other businesses, and so on. There's other things that are coming to mind that make me think he's going to have a nervous breakdown and I don't want to be there when the business crashes. Crashes AGAIN I should say, because we had a incident in December where the other manager resigned unexpectedly leaving the place in a minor degree of chaos and several people got furloughed because they couldn't pay us. So at this point I think the smartest idea is to tap out. I've got a side gig as a freelance artist that I want to make into a full gig and I can always look for other jobs with owners that aren't on the highest possible dose of Prozac. I'm just salty and cranky and wish I didn't feel like I got hit by a dump truck just because of a stupid shot. :mad:

The good news is that I had a shamrock shake yesterday. Apparently my great-grandmother loved them and was always excited when they came back, so I had to have one for Grandma Reldnahc!

*edit* Ya know, it's just occurred to me that the one time I call out sick being the day after St. Patrick's Irish Cinco De Mayo Drinky Day might have looked pretty suspicious, lol. But even then his response to me was manipulative so I think I'm done with this dude.
 
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For the first time in years I feel like I'm in a stable place.

I graduated from the University in January of 2020 with a Russian Language degree and a education minor- along with a CELTA. I originally had a rather lucrative job offer (my dream job, quite frankly) to fly over to Moscow and work as an English teacher. My plan was to do this for a period of 5 years and gain Russian Citizenship and relocate to a quite corner of Siberia... then the Coronavirus lockdowns happened, and because of travel restrictions my US Passport (which used to be worth it's weight in gold) instantly turned into a plastic brick.

Because a CELTA is not recognized anywhere in the US as a "real" teaching license I sustained myself mainly by doing independent contract work for various Chinese companies- which was extremely, extremely profitable. I managed to save enough to move out of my parent's home in Baltimore (I wanted to stop being a burden on them) and relocate to a far-northern arctic region of Alaska. Immediately when I moved here, the Chinese government passed a law banning foreigners from teaching Chinese youth (alot of people I studied foreign languages with who moved to China to be English teachers had their schools forcibly shut down by the military and they were deported, so I guess I lucked out in a sense) so unemployment (and an emergency that landed me in the hospital for 5 days) was a real struggle for a time.

Without powerleveling even more than I am now- I was able to find work in a completely different industry where foreign language skills are a plus. I'm only making a fraction of what I used to and partially rely on a separate, part-time job to sustain myself- but the fact of the matter is I am able to fully cover my expenses on my own, I enjoy my work, I live in a much better region of the country compared to where I used to be, and I have more personal freedom. I even got baptized into the Church of Jesus-Christ of Latter Day Saints not too long after I moved here after a few years of heavily dabbling in the occult post-Apostasy from the Russian Orthodox Church I originally grew up in.

I'm not without direction either- in a few years once I qualify for in-state tuition I plan to go back to school to get a post-bachelorette cert that will allow me to find more profitable jobs in the same industry I'm in right now. Seeing what's going on with the Russian economy right now is surreal and makes me wonder what would have happened if I was able to do my original plan. I may have alot of regret for choosing a foreign language as my major- quite frankly, but all things considered I think I lucked out of a great many things.
 
I only feel the need to post in this thread when things aren't going too well, so here's my latest boohoo story.

I recently found out (accidentally) that a girl at my work whom I've been crushing on for the last couple of months is a lesbian and I'm genuinely upset to hear this. But why? I'm a lesbian too, so I should be happy, but I'm not. She's got a partner already and at no point in the time we've known each other has she shown any interest in me. This didn't bother me when I thought she was straight. I've learned to deal with crushing quietly on het girls. Knowing that she's gay and maybe we could have gotten together, but never will because she's probably just not into me and is already taken makes the lost opportunity feel all the worse. She doesn't know I'm gay too and honestly, I don't want her to know. I don't know why, but I feel like it would be embarrassing if she found out now.
 
Well my sleep's been compromised so that's never a good sign.

Every now and then I've been waking up at about 3am and when that happens, my lord it's not good. I get a massive doomer mindset and basically have to put myself back to sleep by distracting myself with a YouTube vid or something super relaxing. I've got some meds to help with anxiety/depression that I take when I wake up, but I don't want to take them if I wake up at 3am otherwise I worry that taking them earlier might mean later on in the day they don't have much of an effect left.

It's almost definitely linked to having to do a uni project while in full time work. And the fact that work are a group of fucking clowns. I'm not too happy that I get paid way less than other people in the exact same role as me even though I'm working on the big complex difficult clients that they love to brag about during company meetings. Especially when they're so up their own ass about "employee experience".

They must think we're thick. It's pretty obvious when an employer will do everything they can to "improve employee morale" on the cheap.
 
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I learned yesterday that my grandma fell down the stairs a week ago and is in a long term care facility. She’s stable and I know family members are constantly staying with her.
That was what I knew until I got a new phone, but somehow end up getting my dad’s number instead of my own. I got updates that she has pneumonia :(

I can only get in contact with my dad because of this phone bullshit. I can’t even call her or anyone else until the cell number problem is fixed. It’s so frustrating and depressing all I can do is cry right now.

Grandma has been there for me during my darkest times and I can’t even call her right now. I can’t even visit her because I don’t have the money or time since I’m close to graduating college.
 
Came in to pick up my shit and quit today, so sad to leave the place behind but if my boss wants to be an unhinged asshole it can't be helped. Good news is that the wildlife clinic has opened up volunteering again after being closed due to high case-counts, so I can return to volunteer stuff. That way I won't feel like such a NEET. Even though I do freelance art, work is never guaranteed and I think I'm the kind of person who needs a regularly scheduled thing outside of my own home to do, whether it's a grunt job, volunteering, or just riding my bike to the waterfront and having a picnic.
I am working on an art commission right now that's pretty fun, and I'm looking forward to doing more for them. Hoping it is a sign of good things to come.
 
Here we go now over the bridge of sighs
We'll get a cross like Christ, crucified
It's like a birth, but it is in reverse
Never gets better, always gets worse
 
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I feel kinda bad for my husband today because I accidentally over-stimulated him last night in bed, we stopped after I realized that, I treated him like a king after because I really know how bad it feels.
Luckily, he seems to be getting better although he is a bit sore.

For me though, I'm doing alright, I went to Wal-Mart yesterday and there was some crazy old motherfucker yapping in my ear about how homosexuality is bad just because I had a pin that referenced Gay Bar by electric six on my hat.
I also learned that truck nuts are a real thing and wasn't something I imagined existed and saw on a truck once when I was about 12, intresting.
 
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