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Fucking male feminists. I'm still upset. So I have a male relative who is a self described feminist. It's about what you'd expect. The stereotype is 100% real.

He got mad when his ex-girlfriend said she was over him and they weren't getting back together. I was in the room after he hung up the phone so I got to be the punching bag. He berated me for about an hour, bringing up a traumatic period in my life and blaming me for it. Saying it was my fault that I suffered through what I did. Bear in mind this is a person who hates the police. Yet when I told him that the police failed to help me multiple times he just kept screaming that it was all my fault. I should have walked away immediately. He knew nothing about my situation and kept saying all these stupid things and when I corrected him, or at least tried to, he just talked over me. He also threatened me with physical violence.

Eventually I walked away and he was still yelling. People were telling him to stop and he just wouldn't stop berating me. The next day I got a text from the person who was involved in the incident the male feminist kept smashing over my head for an hour. The text had nothing to do with the argument. It was just a really bad coincidence. I blew up at him for texting me. It was just all too much. All this one day after the anniversary of my stepfather's death.

I refuse to talk to this relative now. He might be feeling a bit bad about that. But forget it. Not worth my time.

So yeah, it's all there. 100% true stereotypes. Male feminists talk over women, deny or downplay their trauma, threaten them with violence, and while I hate using the term they do "mansplain". And then they call you toxic or say "you must have voted for Trump" when you disagree with them.

This is a person who claimed my sister wasn't stalked by our brother. He was just worried about her. Sure. You weren't there.

It's amazing how some of these stereotypes are so 100% true to life. If you come across a male feminist just tell them to fuck off right out of the gate. :mad:
 
I'm not even sure how to feel. I've been stuck in a perpetual spiral of "i just don't want to wake up anymore" and "life is actually quite good", alternating between the two all the time. The fact that the smallest positive things can pull me out of the suicidal mood is probably a good sign, I guess. I don't know.
That how I've been feeling after my stroke.
 
I just want to say that taking time off of watching degenerate individuals and instead do something wholesome (like cooking or gardening or whatever). It goes a long way to improve mental health.

You can get pretty depressed if you only consume bad news and read up about degenerated and autistic people.
 
It's been really nice here in NY, went to a park on the Hudson with my family on Sunday. A lot of people out with their dogs. Too many people with masks, which really bugs me since they're outside and all. But really nice overall.

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More or less at the end of my rope, but there's not enough rope left to hang myself with so I guess I'll keep trucking. No but for real each month flips between good and bad. Lost my motivation for the gym. Though I do need to pack on some pounds so it might be good. Going to put a few bucks I've said over the last year to a few hobbies ( guitar, new computer ). And looking where the worlds going, going try to get some home defense. But considering the fucking archaic gun laws of my state, seriously considering going over to a neighbor state to get some firearms.
 
My ex just called to tell me he’s seeing this hard-bodied hot chick 15 years his junior. Sad thing is I know her and like her. I’m being an adult about it all but it still sucks.

edit to add - he went on and on about how this relationship with hard-bodied sweet girl (she really is sweet!) won’t go anywhere and he wishes things with me could work out but he doesn’t know how to make that happen. Arrrgh! I hate adulting but someone has to do it.
 
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I realized, that art helps me with my sadbrains and bought a tablet. See you in a month, listening to me bitching that it doesn't help. Have a good one!
Tried it, had a blast, but then realized that it's malfunctioning. Hope they're gonna give me replacement.
 
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After almost 5 years of faithful service, my PS4 won't turn on and I can't afford to fix what's wrong with it so for now it goes back into its original box until I can both find someone that can fix it and the part that needs to be replaced. 😞
 
My stimulus hit tonight so I fucking ate good. By good I mean I ate pizza after 2 months of not touching it. No regrets.
On the other hand, my mom had to put down our older dog and I couldn't be there. Cinnamon was 14 and lived well but I still wish I could have seen the old boy one last time.
 
Found out the "T" outgoing plumbing section is blown out. Top it off with the fact it's looking like the house-sewer line might be blocked, and the fucking plumbing needs done.

On the plus side, new washer and dryer (wish I would have known about the plumbing and could have saved the money) after saving up for it for 3 months.

Seems like one thing at a time has to be replaced in this little house.

But it's mine.

And I love it.
 
A part of me wants to buy a couple of new kitchen knives, while another part of me wants to hold off for a couple of months given how much I have spent on things for my new house over the last month. I think the knives will wait until I replenish some more of my funds first, although it will be sweet when I finally get around to buying them.

Also, I am craving a cheat day on my current healthy diet, but I am not craving the potential side effects of said cheat day.
 
As well as I can. :(

I'm waiting for the world to return to normal. My college made a statement that summer classes will be online only. I have had the hardest time staying focused on my school work, doing the bare minimum. It is difficult to remind myself that this isn't permanent and that my feelings now are irrelevant in comparison to what doing this means for the long term.

I really hope we have normalcy by fall.
 
Truth be told I want to an hero. I lost the cat I had since I was 6 back in May, and I breakdown every time I see something black run by. I regret not holding him the night he passed away. Sometimes I wake up expecting him to be in my arms purring away, but he isn't of course. My senior year was non-existent, I didn't get to have my final marching band show, my Japanese class I took for 3 years that made me feel like I wasn't an outcast or a freak went away. Because of lockdown the Japanese teacher had to make sure her son was learning since his daycare was shut down.


I had to watch as my grandfather's mental state deteriorated from the effects of Alzheimer's, leaving him a shell of his former self. I couldn't visit him the last few months of his life because it broke me. I didn't get to see my grandmother the one day we were allowed to visit from some cold, so I'm living with the guilt that my mother didn't get to see her before she died because she had to take care of me. I've never felt lower than I have ever before and I'm trying trying to pull myself out of this decline.
 
Come on people, it's Current Year, and I feel like I'm living in a SiivaGunner blueball rip. There's a powder keg called society, culture, and politics. It's just building up... building up... building up... getting worse... but never going off. It just keeps building up... forever... building up... building up...
 
Over the past few days I've been building myself back up from scratch. I feel so much better now, and to celebrate I made some cookies. Life is far from perfect, but I feel somewhat at peace again. Here's hoping I can build some stronger friendships from here on out.
(I don't know why, but sharing this has been helping. Kinda weird)
 
Over the past few days I've been building myself back up from scratch. I feel so much better now, and to celebrate I made some cookies. Life is far from perfect, but I feel somewhat at peace again. Here's hoping I can build some stronger friendships from here on out.
(I don't know why, but sharing this has been helping. Kinda weird)
What kind of cookies?

I could go for some snickerdoodles or oatmeal raisin.
 
My life is weird blur I've always felt I have minimal control over and my only consistent answers to everything are stupid jokes online and a limited hedonism.

A lot worsens as I keep aging but some things have gotten better if just a bit.
 
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