How are you doing? - Kiwi Farms Wellness Check

Imposter system really hard (which makes me feel like I'm a big baby that needs asspats for everything I do).
I can definitely relate. It's hard not to annoy the absolute fuck out of people sometimes, especially when you feel like you're somehow screwing everything up even when you know you're not. I wish I knew some kind of solution, but I can at least say that you're far from the only person who deals with the same thing.
 
I've been under heavy amounts of stress lately from heavy amounts of procrastination. I keep trying to force myself to do what I need to do but everything just feels so pointless that I feel like there's no reason to carry on further. I just wish that everything would blow over and it will be alright afterwards but I know that it just doesn't work like that. I feel like everything needs to be perfect. I think nothing has any real meaning to me anymore and I really don't know what to do about it. But, on a different note, this place has brought me a ton of joy in the short time I've been here and I couldn't be more grateful for that.
 
My seasonal job is going okay-ish. It's pretty repetitive and a lot of the time I'm just walking around trying to find something to do cause everything is just running smoothly.

My supervisors are pretty nice even though they're like stereotypical Gen X guys who go to burning man and talk about breweries.

The main thing throwing me off is I made a random joke about the Farms and my main supervisor understood what I was talking about. He even at a later time knew about Rusty Cage and WGFD, but he in the same breath says he's "shut down the farms." I just don't understand how this guy I genuinely like and kinda respect can have this massively retarded opinion. He has to be a tranny supporter or something cause at work he wears one of those DEI pins with the hands in a circle on his hat.

Lot of people I talk to are like "how in 2024 can you still be browsing KF" like it's out of style or something. I just don't understand anyone who looks at an innocuous website that documents shit, and at times does some actual good, and is like "this shit is the reason society is bad."
 
Lots of people on the farms would consider me a failure if I decided to share my current life situation. You can probably imagine what it is just by that previous sentence, but i'll piggyback off of someone else's message:
I've been under heavy amounts of stress lately from heavy amounts of procrastination. I keep trying to force myself to do what I need to do but everything just feels so pointless that I feel like there's no reason to carry on further. I just wish that everything would blow over and it will be alright afterwards but I know that it just doesn't work like that. I feel like everything needs to be perfect. I think nothing has any real meaning to me anymore and I really don't know what to do about it.
It does about sum it up.

About 10 years ago I didn't end up lucky enough to join the Polytechnics I was aiming for, not because of lack of skill or results, but because of not enough signees to form the group. That and my declining mental health at the time ended up with me going to a much less prestigious and much less capable of educating people well University. We're talking a lecturer being assigned presenting a subject they never taught in their 50+ year career kind of incapable.
I reckon that moment shaped my life moving forward.

However, despite not having achieved much of anything in life, I have faith. I'm trying to learn things adjacent to my degree to some extent and rebranding myself. It's hard to find proper motivation to push on with self-teaching, but every now and then I make a step forward on this long, but finite road. I've beaten most of the despair that resided in my mind.
By no means this is a perfect situation, but it's still an improvement compared to just a few years ago.

Life in its premise is relatively simple, but the successful execution of it is much, much harder and requires forward thinking as early one's teen years. Not everyone gets to feel that and those get to experience the aftermath of lacking said insight. However, just as God is ready to forgive you for your misdeeds should you lay your sins bare in front of Him, so is life ready to reward you with change for your regular and continued efforts to climb out of the position you've found yourself in.

To whoever needs to hear this - if no one else, know that people here believe in you. You're a lot tougher than you give yourself credit for. Getting back on your feet with your own mind adding extra weight well surpassing your capability is very difficult, but it is a process that can reach its conclusion. It will not be easy, it will take a lot of effort and possibly a lot of time. You will make mistakes along the way, but so long as you continue to try and disregard failures as something natural to all of us on this planet, you will eventually prevail. You might be judged by others for what they see, but only you yourself know how far you've come since the beginning and this knowledge should carry you through their judgements.
You can do it. Move forward. Safe travels through the road called life.

But, on a different note, this place has brought me a ton of joy in the short time I've been here and I couldn't be more grateful for that.
And I second that. God bless this place. No need to just imply things. You're free to be your best self. May one day this attitude translate 1:1 to real life.
 
I'm starting to think I have Antisocial Personality Disorder. I'm not talking about le epic Patrick Bateman ASPD but I think a lot of the symptoms line up, not just the "cool" ones.

The constant boredom really fits; I really only take pleasure in hurting people emotionally; low effort trolling is good but I've done some REALLY nasty things, like lifetime trauma shit just for the lulz.

The irresponsibility/laziness thing checks out as well. I was shit at my job when I was in the military and now I'm to the point where, since I work nights on weekends where nothing happens, I just go home for 7 hours and sleep, then come back an hour before shift relief comes at my shitty IT job. I'm an alcoholic and it got to the point where I'd drink a quarter/half of a handle of vodka/whiskey a day, including workdays.

I won't even get into the run ins with the police (and UCMJ lmao) I've had. Managed to avoid any charges but its still rather troubling.

The lack of relationships is a big thing for me, I can name all the actual friends I've had on one hand, and most of them were based on hurting people.

Apparently a lot of people who think they have ASPD turn out to have autistic so that might be it lmao. Theres a 6~ month wait for therapists so I guess I'll have to wait and see. Please let me know if I'm being retarded.

Why are people so retarded? Even with the "edgy" guys at work I can't seem to make a connection with people, only on a surface level.

Lots of people on the farms would consider me a failure if I decided to share my current life situation.
Lifes a bitch. I won't act like I know what its like for you but I've been through some nasty shit (3+ crippling autoimmune diseases) and I only just hit my 20s. You only fail when you stop, as cliche as that sounds.
 
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Work has been awful thanks to a shitty coworker I got assigned. Dude seemed eager to work at first, but now he seems to have made it his mission to see how little he can get away with doing. On top of that, he's one of those types that has to interject on everything, and when I called him out on it he just went all "I just won't talk to you anymore, then". He's been at this for a while now and I've had to escalate to the bosses. We'll see how that goes. Last time that happened he had a temper tantrum.
 
I started my holiday baking, I made some biscotti last night and they turned out awesome!

I did drop a hot iron on my pinky toe though, instant second degree burn with what I'm sure will be a HUGE scar down the length of my foot :(

I was walking out of a store on Saturday and fell. I not only skinned my knee *through* my jeans, I somehow managed to skin my left ass cheek?

Back to baking; I'll be working on more biscotti and sugar cookies tonight.
 
I’m doing really well, actually. I’ve been focusing on a few key things in life that are finally allowing me to move on to the next phase, so to speak—almost like breaking my life into chapters. From here, it’s only upwards. I’m not coming from rock bottom (no drug addictions or criminal issues), but life is about to accelerate and expand in ways I could’ve only imagined before. A lot of the old mindsets that caused me grief have simply faded away over time. Perspective changes—on who I am and what I’m doing with my life—have been transformative. I wouldn’t say I was ever mentally ill, but I wasn’t in the best headspace either. Over time, I’ve shifted to a much healthier and more stable mentality. When 2020 rolled around, I started reflecting on life and realizing how much of the societal “truths” we’re told to believe didn’t hold any real weight for me. Everything started to fall into place. Before that, I had zero traditional education and no marketable skills to speak of—at least, not in a way society might consider productive. Then, when the lockdowns hit, my life turned upside down. It was as if I went from “loser” to Model Citizen™ overnight. That shift melted away everything anyone had ever told me about who I should be or what I should be doing—and I haven’t looked back since.

Am I going to sit here and claim that I’m now an Olympic athlete or that I have a foolproof guide to go from couch potato to Michael Jordan? Absolutely not. But what I do understand is how powerful one’s mindset can be—it can either be your greatest ally or your worst enemy in the real world. Overall, I’d say I’m one of the rare people—not just on this site but in general—who can genuinely and happily say they’re excited for the future. And not for shallow things like content farms on YouTube or the endless cycle of consumerism, but for something deeper, something more meaningful.

If anyone wants to message me about anything they think they need any sort of guidance on or simply want to bounce some information off of me hit me up.
 
I'm doing better. I'm getting used to work life. It sounds like my country will implode soon but it will be a while before it's noticed in my neck of the woods.
 
Everything has been so overwhelming in the last few months. Time literally flew by because so many (mostly negative but some positive) things happened in my life. But then again, I couldn't even tell any of you what I did in the last 3 or 4 months exactly. It's all just a blur, somehow. Sometimes I feel like my brain went into standby-mode just so I can function on a day to day basis. I have to get out of this rut, this just doesn't feel right/productive at all.
 
Not doing too bad, but it feels like my baby bump has practically doubled in size over the past couple days-almost feels like carrying a giant bowling ball strapped to my stomach. Started my maternity leave the other day though so I’m on bed rest for a little bit. Human-to-be has gotten a lot more active too, especially at night, so I’ve had barely any sleep that hasn’t been interrupted by her kicking the shit out of my internal organs.
 
Today I had a rather unlucky day at work. Shit got broken so we ended our everyday tasks an hour plus later than usual and then we had to do extra stuff so I went 1.5 hour later than I expected to. Also I got hit into my balls by a piece of equipment. Nothing serious, but damn that felt especially sad on a day like this. All of this while I am low on working hours and I really don't understand why. I had 0 extra days off and I can remember only 2 or 3 days when we finished early and went home. Well, guess I'll have to put some extra effort starting next week.
On a brighter note I have had a great breakthrough on my personal project. If I get three more like this one, it's gonna be awesome, after this it's gonna be just a war of attrition, but I have all the patience in the world to make it superb. I just hope nothing bad is waiting around a corner to stop me.
Take care and have a good one.
 
Can't post this to Twitter without getting my account mogged so here goes:
I just want this cycle to break, man. I'm sick of the grind. Why do I have to choose between a job I hate and being an artist? Why can't I have a balanced life? Why does every week I continue this lifestyle make me want to suck-start a fucking shotgun the moment I wake up?
I'm not well. If God is listening, pray for my sake.
 
My job is rapidly approaching our actual working period, I'll be moving to a new department as well.

Apparently the department I'm moving to has had some of the laziest people work in it, because there's shit I'll be organizing for the sake of my new manager that should have been organized and filed long ago.

I'll also be sharing the office with a known man child who doesn't do his job, who comes in hours late if at all. He's also a genuine chauvinist, he treats women in the workplace like dirt, tramples their boundaries and drops his work load on them. Oh, he'll also take everyone else's lunches from the fridge.

Won't he be surprised when I don't put up with any of that 😊
 
I want out. I want to either die in my sleep or at least be able to fix this travesty in some way.
In a situation like this, I suggest attempting a suicide by starvation. Either you will successfully starve to death and your suffering will be over, or the prolonged abstinence from food will cure your autism and other health issues and you will stand a better chance of getting your life back on track.
 
In a situation like this, I suggest attempting a suicide by starvation. Either you will successfully starve to death and your suffering will be over, or the prolonged abstinence from food will cure your autism and other health issues and you will stand a better chance of getting your life back on track.
You are getting off of this arent you?
 
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