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Nope, they had to call the coastguard who were inconvenienced and had to scrape him off the rocks. -_-

I don't even object to people killing themselves but holy shit don't fucking make other people have to deal with it.
Amen, way to go traumatizing a bunch of people who most likely have had nothing to do with your misery. Jumpers are hardcore though, i could never off myself like that. I often think about and desperately want to know what the thoughts are that go through their heads while they are falling.
He's left behind a young daughter
Alright, that's really fucked up. I think about offing myself more often than i should and the only thing holding me back is the classic "Mom/people would be sad", i could never fuck over the few people that are dear to me like that.
 
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Alright, that's really fucked up. I think about offing myself more often than i should and the only thing holding me back is the classic "Mom/people would be sad", i could never fuck over the few people that are dear to me like that.
Yep for me it's a dog and a couple of others.

It's funny how if you have the burden of others it stops you entertaining it. If you can't live for yourself, live for others.
 
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It's not like I have much of a reputation left on this site at this point, might as well embrace being the court jester.
The only people ever clowning on you were bandwagon-hoppers. Next time, invest your energy into something you can realiably profit from yourself, instead for something finicky like an online reputation.
 
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Spent the day being a good grandson only to get shit on.

My late 90s grandmother lives alone about an hour away.

We visit her weekly - taking her shopping, to medical appointments, picking up prescriptions, doing yardwork, bringing her supper, bringing her small gifts, cleaning her garage, putting her garbage out, doing other menial tasks she requests.

Today, was a lot like any other day. Brought her to a medical appointment, arranged for her prescriptions, made her lunch & supper, did her dishes, took her trash out, cut up and bagged some brush in her backyard from a tree she requested cut down last visit, put away her lawn furniture for the winter.

She was a little more cross today but otherwise it was pretty normal. After supper, she announced that she was canceling Christmas that she usually hosts because a family friend had recently stopped by and had similarly decided to not hold theirs.

She announced that she wasn't giving any Christmas gifts this year to her daughters because "they have their own money". She traditionally gives a few hundred dollars to each of her children at Christmas. Last year she cut off all gifts to her great grandchildren which amounted to maybe 30 dollars each.

She has about half a million just sitting in an account collecting interest and owns her own home.

This latest cutback seems to be rooted in resentment that some of her daughters took a benign weekend trip that she didn't approve of.

I was so disgusted with how ungrateful she was towards having devoted and relatively selfless family supporting her to keep her independent in her own home that I had to leave the house to go outside to ragecut some branches.

I don't even receive any Christmas monies from her, but was so put off by her self-centeredness that I don't think I'm going to go back out there for awhile.
 
Burned some brush in the backyard and did the final lawn mowing of the year before spreading some grass seed and fertilizer. Moved the kerosene stove into the house for winter, trimmed the wicks, and then tapped the drum of kerosene to do a test burn. Filled all the hurricane lanterns and did a test burn to make sure the wicks are still good and they don't have any leaks. Cleaned out the smokehouse and sealed it for the year. Washed and vacuum bag all the summer clothes and bed linens, then rotated them out for the winter clothes and linens.
All my canning is done, all my smoking is done, all my firewood is stacked.
I am prepared for a long cold winter of video games, music, and reading.

Treated myself to a Firehouse stackburger and Blizzard from DQ

It was a very good day.
 
Spent the day being a good grandson only to get shit on.

My late 90s grandmother lives alone about an hour away.

We visit her weekly - taking her shopping, to medical appointments, picking up prescriptions, doing yardwork, bringing her supper, bringing her small gifts, cleaning her garage, putting her garbage out, doing other menial tasks she requests.

Today, was a lot like any other day. Brought her to a medical appointment, arranged for her prescriptions, made her lunch & supper, did her dishes, took her trash out, cut up and bagged some brush in her backyard from a tree she requested cut down last visit, put away her lawn furniture for the winter.

She was a little more cross today but otherwise it was pretty normal. After supper, she announced that she was canceling Christmas that she usually hosts because a family friend had recently stopped by and had similarly decided to not hold theirs.

She announced that she wasn't giving any Christmas gifts this year to her daughters because "they have their own money". She traditionally gives a few hundred dollars to each of her children at Christmas. Last year she cut off all gifts to her great grandchildren which amounted to maybe 30 dollars each.

She has about half a million just sitting in an account collecting interest and owns her own home.

This latest cutback seems to be rooted in resentment that some of her daughters took a benign weekend trip that she didn't approve of.

I was so disgusted with how ungrateful she was towards having devoted and relatively selfless family supporting her to keep her independent in her own home that I had to leave the house to go outside to ragecut some branches.

I don't even receive any Christmas monies from her, but was so put off by her self-centeredness that I don't think I'm going to go back out there for awhile.
Hard feels (:_(It's really bad when old people get that way, i don't know how fit mentally your grandma is but i am sure she doesn't even see her behaviour as wrong or unreasonable. My german grandma is a saint but i see eerie similarities to my italian/sardinian grandma reading what you posted, she used to trigger the fuck out of me especially when it came to food preparation, it was always "I had better" or "I can cook that better" with her. The pope himself (she was a deeply catholic woman) could've let his chefs prepare a meal for her and she still would've bitched, i am convinced of that.
 
It's really bad when old people get that way, i don't know how fit mentally your grandma is but i am sure she doesn't even see her behaviour as wrong or unreasonable.

There's no confirmed cognitive impairment, which is remarkable for her age. But I suppose that's always a question when it comes to rude behavior in the elderly.

She's very hard of hearing and is experiencing more-and-more wordfinding difficulty and confusing people's names. But she still recites old timey stories in painstaking detail that go on for hours (mostly about petty "injustices" that she perceives others inflicted on her decades ago).

TBH though, it's not really out of character.

She's incredibly miserly and narcissistic at times.

She never asks you any questions about your life or current happenings despite being subjected to hours of uninterrupted stories about hers that you've heard dozens of times before.

She also stopped being a traditional grandmother a few years ago when my grandfather died. She lost all interest in cooking because she no longer personally was interested in food.

There's never any warmth or offers of food or drink when you visit her despite spending all day there on a predictable basis.

You have to truck any food or drink there yourself to feed the gang while half the time she consumes it while accusing you of stealing hers.
 
There's no confirmed cognitive impairment, which is remarkable for her age. But I suppose that's always a question when it comes to rude behavior in the elderly.

She's very hard of hearing and is experiencing more-and-more wordfinding difficulty and confusing people's names. But she still recites old timey stories in painstaking detail that go on for hours (mostly about petty "injustices" that she perceives others inflicted on her decades ago).

TBH though, it's not really out of character.

She's incredibly miserly and narcissistic at times.

She never asks you any questions about your life or current happenings despite being subjected to hours of uninterrupted stories about hers that you've heard dozens of times before.

She also stopped being a traditional grandmother a few years ago when my grandfather died. She lost all interest in cooking because she no longer personally was interested in food.

There's never any warmth or offers of food or drink when you visit her despite spending all day there on a predictable basis.

You have to truck any food or drink there yourself to feed the gang while half the time she consumes it while accusing you of stealing hers.
Damn, sure sounds like it's not just an age-related thing with her then.

Edit: Starts to remind me of my grandpa now, who was pretty much an asshole all his life and whose crowning achievement was giving a saintly woman (german grandma) and his many children a hell of a life for no reason whatsoever, everyone was carrying his ass and there was never, ever any appreciation for it. I was the only person not to cry at his funeral (i even made it a point to go down in the funeral home's basement to look at the corpse) and i thought my whole family had gone crazy when i saw them so bereaved by his death. At least my mother told me that she only cried because she thought about what could've been if he had been a better father.
 
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2 job interviews had today and next tuesday 1 so far, stuff looking good,
i might make it out of that shitty place with the shitty people!

my fam just straight up says i should go on sick leave as soon as i sign new papers, they all hate my current boss.

I will keep you guys updated, almost everyday sending out further applications.
This lil town has much to offer i now see, im invited to a dinner with family and grandma and grandpa on the 4th advent.
Maybe this time i can finally update them with good news, instead of: still working at x place.

we might make it
hope you all are good, halloweener week
 
There's no confirmed cognitive impairment, which is remarkable for her age. But I suppose that's always a question when it comes to rude behavior in the elderly.

She's very hard of hearing and is experiencing more-and-more wordfinding difficulty and confusing people's names. But she still recites old timey stories in painstaking detail that go on for hours (mostly about petty "injustices" that she perceives others inflicted on her decades ago).

TBH though, it's not really out of character.

She's incredibly miserly and narcissistic at times.

She never asks you any questions about your life or current happenings despite being subjected to hours of uninterrupted stories about hers that you've heard dozens of times before.

She also stopped being a traditional grandmother a few years ago when my grandfather died. She lost all interest in cooking because she no longer personally was interested in food.

There's never any warmth or offers of food or drink when you visit her despite spending all day there on a predictable basis.

You have to truck any food or drink there yourself to feed the gang while half the time she consumes it while accusing you of stealing hers.
Don't underestimate the impact of loss of hearing, and possible depression, and just being tired and old (wasn't clear hold old she is). Hearing loss can make people turn inward, grumpy, seem not to care, or not ask questions bc it's a struggle to hear the answer. It can also make them suspicious - bc shit starts happening around them and they don't realize it until it's right on top of them. My grandmother started accusing people of stealing money from her purse, and her ability to hold a grudge, always formidable, became jaw-droppingly epic, cruel. ...she also stopped cooking, both bc she didn't have the energy and bc she herself ate like a bird, less and less over time.

Tbh your description just sounds like someone getting really old. And the loss of a spouse + getting old + awareness of declining + just not having energy can absolutely be depressing. And all of that can lead to narrowing focus, beecoming more dependent, less generous, less expansive. She may just be damn tired and frustrated.
 
wasn't clear hold old she is).
My late 90s grandmother

Another wrinkle is that my grandmother and her immediate family readily admit that her first COVID jab in early 2021 immediately and completely caused permanent loss of taste and smell despite all being huge COVIDians themselves otherwise.

Temporary anosmia and dysgeusia were more commonly reported with an actual COVID viral infection itself IMO, but she wholeheartedly believes her first jab was the thing that caused it because of the temporal association.

This has really destroyed her quality of life and has likely contributed to her not being a generous, warm grandmother anymore.

She survives off eating a quarter of a slice of Wonderbread at a time and otherwise is getting her calories from coffee & Scotch. She also really delights in calling everyone around her fat and shaming them for eating anything in front of her because she's a skeleton herself.

Despite the admission that the COVID jab essentially ruined her life (she reminds me occasionally because I forget often that it was the precursor), she and everyone else around her are still running to the vax clinics as fast as possible.

In fact, she was complaining yesterday that we hadn't brought her for the fall booster yet.

The propaganda on TV is frighteningly powerful.
 
So background, I play in a ameture sport that travels around quite a bit. Although my teamates can have a raunchy sense of humor we still try to conduct ourselves in a professional manner with eachother and definately need to watch our speach when interacting with the public. So cussing? yes. Laughing at a sensory barn? Hell no.

Youre probably asking youself: laughing at a sensory barn? That sounds kinda really specific Atomic Tampon Cat. It is and it has a story.

So we were in a different town for the weekend. Had some time to kill that night before a handful of games the next 2 days. It's halloween time and someones birthday so we let her choose what activity she wants us all to do. She wants to go to a pumpkin patch. Theres a few activities to do while we're there such as, pumpkin picking, corn maze, haunted hay ride. It was dark at that point we choose the haunted hay ride. As we lined up someone pointed out a shack around the bend of a "sensory barn". I take note of that mentally as I see a chubby mentally disabled kid waddle over to it. Although I have a edgey sense of humor I'm not a dick I'm thinking to myself "go have fun chubby tard lad 🙂"
We load onto the wagon and the our ride it on its way. It's not one of those scarry haunted rides its one that's kid friendly. Gnome themed and cartoonish happy ghosts with sparkly lights in the trees. I'm already getting kind of slap happy because when I see cute shit I giggle uncontrolably. Everyone pointing out excitively the next cute spooky thing as we approach them and making banter about how cute everything is, when: oh shit this is winding around to the back of the sensory barn as if its part of the set.. man don't do this to me. We approach the back. the door is wide open. The tard kid is squeezing his rubber squeek toy slowly and melodically. My friend next me was reading my damn mind, she's a rare one that I can get away with some of my humor with. We sat there tense af for a few seconds. She says "spooooky sensory barn ooOooOo" i lose my shit. I felt so bad because i laughed hard enough that kid jumped at the sensory overload. I genuinly wasn't trying to be a dick.

We can get reprimanded for being "intolerant". My training coach was sitting right behind me. Im afraid when we get back to our hometown and hit up our first practice I may be hearing from someone or we might have a meeting about this. Tmdnwu toobz.

How am i doing? A lil stressed oops
 
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Still not found a job.
I am searching everyday and it is soulcrushing.
I don't know what I am doing wrong. I have a relevant degree, but all I get is "we have gone forward" with another candidate.
Do I have to go back to fucking customer support again? I fucking hated that.
Trust me brother, you are not alone. Things are really fucking bad atm, I think the mask is starting to slip for most people. I do think things might get better but as of right now... It's not good.
 
at some point you always leave your own remains behind and medic ppl will find it, but i always thought about doing it in secret and alone.
Best case scenario, take pills at night, bury yourself in the garden or go into the cellar, chances are nobody's going to find you until the most inappropriate time. Cops are not going to know cause they're going to be told it's a missing persons case so they're not going to bring dogs. Your family is going to search the neighborhood, not the backyard cause they're convinced youre still alive. People will find the body when the property is being sold or somebody does gardening. Everybody wins.

In other news I'm depressed, shit sucks, more news at 11
 
Every job I submit applications for is either taken by pajeets or I'm insta-rejected by bots if done online. I've accepted becoming homeless soon since I highly doubt my personal work is going to be published, self-publishing is not viable unless I get lucky.
I don't know what I am doing wrong. I have a relevant degree, but all I get is "we have gone forward" with another candidate.
The degree shit is a meme unless you're essential or otherwise very important/promising, I've seen people with Master's and either fail to get jobs or can't even earn a living wage to rent a fucking apartment. Even then good luck since jobs are going to be outsourced by people who are barely functioning beyond holding and incompetently using tools. I've seen chinks weld shit without protection, that's the kind of retardation that's getting jobs. Online is a hellscape, ghostjobs everywhere and bots only target applications with enough key words or else you're getting auto-rejected. Best part is that you can wait on bated breath, hoping one of the many applications you submitted are approved, only to find out a week or so later when they remember to send you a letter of rejection (if you're lucky). I don't mean to be a doomer but that's just another way to say realist these days.
Find like-minded people and work together, networking and names are more important than degrees from what I see...
 
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