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God, there's nothing like an incompetent social worker. I got called up and the hospital social worker told me my loved one wasn't eligible for xy and z programs and so I shouldn't apply and openly said "he should just give you the money instead." But I'm already working with the enrollment agents for XY and Z programs and they have been very clear that he IS eligible and him not being destitute isn't an issue because he's eligible under other statuses. I felt like she was just trying to accuse me of trying to milk the system, saying that he should just pay for all this stuff. I'm not saying people that have under 15k shouldn't get durable medical equipment for free, but it's not like my family are millionaires- it's not even like he has even 50k to his name. Dying blind veterans shouldn't have to pay thousands for a hospital bed to be installed in their house, go fuck yourself.

I'm glad I worked with these types of systems because I'm way ahead of her, already working with these agencies, doing insurance paperwork, etc. If I had no idea where to go and this hospital social worker was my first contact, well she told me to just stop trying. People who don't know would have stopped trying.

I hate the way that poor people always shit on people who are just one paycheck richer. That's what really made me angry.
I'm not sure that was even in her brain or anything, but it's what got me going. The difference between having 30k in the bank and having 10k is just a week in the ICU. It's just total cyclical poor people behavior that "if you have a little money, why can't you just spend it?" If my family had a paid off 300k house and two cars in the garage and a 500k in the bank, it'd be one thing. But being asked to purchase thousands of dollars of medical equipment would be like 20% of his wealth. You shouldn't have to burn up every dollar you own to die, especially as someone who's worked their whole life and served in the military.

It's my opinion that when government programs are being handled correctly, they aren't just for the absolute bottom of the barrel destitute people. They also keep people from BECOMING absolutely bottom of the barrel destitute. It's much better for someone to receive food stamps to make the process go faster while they work a shitty job to scrape together a few thousand dollars to move to a better town with better jobs, or to get a car, or so on, then for someone to receive food stamps who has 0 dollars in the bank and keeps it that way. The longer people stay poor, the more they turn into poor people with poor people cultural issues. But for some reason, people are really adverse to the idea of someone's wealth increasing while they're on government benefits. For some reason they want their tax dollars to go to people who are losers forever, apparently, rather than people actually pulling themselves up by their bootstraps.
 
I'm doing better than I thought I would be. There's a single adult group that I'm a part of and they were doing dance lessons this week. My ex happened to be there and she was flirting with a guy she just met. They became dance partners and made sure to be right in front of me and my partner. At one point my partner and I had to move and my ex followed us. By the end of the night she made sure everyone saw her hanging all over this new guy. I just saw the whole thing as pathetic and made me really glad that I'm not with her anymore and that she's for the most part out of my life. Outside the rare times we are at the same event.
 
I'm doing better than I thought I would be. There's a single adult group that I'm a part of and they were doing dance lessons this week. My ex happened to be there and she was flirting with a guy she just met. They became dance partners and made sure to be right in front of me and my partner. At one point my partner and I had to move and my ex followed us. By the end of the night she made sure everyone saw her hanging all over this new guy. I just saw the whole thing as pathetic and made me really glad that I'm not with her anymore and that she's for the most part out of my life. Outside the rare times we are at the same event.
Don't let this bother you, you are already being better than her by the sole fact that you are not allowing anger overtake you.
 
I'm doing a lot better lately. Work has been steady and I'm getting more hours which means more money, plus it keeps me occupied and not terminally online. The addition of a baby ball python has been a real positive in my life too, it's been 2 weeks and the new owner anxiety has gone away now he's eaten again today, really likes his food and seems like a real sweetheart from when I handled him earlier this week. The very first time he was so stiff but last time he was more curious, checking things out and hanging out on my shoulder while I padded his tank out with some extra fake plants. Getting another 4x2x2 vivarium set up for him as I can't bear the thought of sticking him in a showbox like some bp owners do, he's getting a nice big enclosure with lots of hides, cover and things to check out. Love me snakes. 🐍
 
Went out to the mall with the missus today, first time in ages i went there. Had to print out some shit and one store at the mall is the only one left i can do it at after police cracked down hard on the telecafés in my area. While i'm standing at the kiosk and doing my thing some young gypsy girl comes and starts talking in gypsy language to my girlfriend, not even begging (from what i could tell), just talking to her like she's one of their kind, like a cousin or sister. Sent me straight howling. Girlfriend almost immediately started to curse out the gyppo in italian, shit was hilarious. Not the first time gypsies gave her the side eye, i swear she looks fuck all cigan to my trained racist eyes :story:
was raped by vet bills :(
How much did you pay and for what treatment? I am very lucky to have a vet practically next door who personally told me they have to keep their prices low because this is a low-income area, the practice was mobbed the few (thank God) times i had to take my kitty there. Removal of three teeth plus tartar removal set me back 120€ and a bladder issue which needed an over night stay plus antibiotic regimen set me back 60€. I am forever thankful for these guys prices, i am one of these retards that got a pet and never thought about eventual vet bills and i don't exactly swim in money.
I can't bear the thought of sticking him in a showbox like some bp owners do
Top stuff, fella. I know next to nothing about reptiles but holding them like that never looked right to me.
Anyone have any favorite passages or verses to look up and meditate on?
Pretty much all of Romans, particularly Romans 1:16 to 1:19 (KJV). Girlfriend, who is the hardcore Christian in this relationship, just told me she's very fond of John 11:35, the shortest verse in the Bible but one of the most impactful, i get where she's coming from.
 
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after a long break/slack
Day 2 of working out after work again
(Soreness incoming)
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Why is it that depression decides to strike at night specifically? I'll never understand why that after a certain time of the clock, seemingly every brain decides to just go "you have stayed in the darkness to long, you get the bad feelings as punishment,". It's probably part of the brain signaling that the body needs to sleep, but still. Like, you sleep it off and wake up feeling fine, but watch out! It'll be back the next night!
As part of tracking my thoughts and moods over the past year+ for gay mental health bullshit, I have noticed that by far the strongest correlation between my mood and my circumstance is that 1) if I have things to do and the energy to do them, I feel great, and 2) if I have things to do but not enough energy to do them, I feel miserable. It's just your body telling you it isn't ready for whatever you're worrying about and you need to sleep and/or eat/drink. Also if you're my specific flavor of fucked up it means you're working too hard and setting too many goals in an attempt to earn/deserve love instead of loving yourself, and you should chill out and unlearn that because it doesn't work and just leaves you perpetually dissatisfied no matter how much you accomplish and you end up neglecting things you shouldn't in pursuit of the next thing.

I feel like I can't make friends, because I know they would hate me if they knew.
The ones that matter don't mind, the ones that mind don't matter. People don't say "just b urself" because it'll make people like you, they say it because it makes people like you like you. Otherwise you end up ingratiating yourself to people you can barely tolerate at the cost of alienating people you'd actually enjoy. Fuck 'em.

I hate when im complainy, but it is how it is, can‘t reverse it when it‘s spoken while i was in kms mode
wich just happens to come and go
Just gotta keep it secret

I really should not complain at all anymore
I used to feel this way. It's called bottling it up. It's why men die before women. "Verbal ventilation" is a healthy thing, both because it forces you to define your thoughts and feelings and problems, and legitimizes them in declaration. I think of it like one of those cat burglar glass cutter tools in heist movies, where they attach a suction cup to a window pane and cut a circle out of it, and use the suction cup to lift it and move it around. By putting something into words, you cut it out of the infinite seamless plane of nebulous abstract thought, and by naming it, you attach a handle by which you can move it around and interact with it, and usually get some insight.
If you're ashamed of what you say, consider journaling. It works just as well.



Anyway my gym bought heavier dumbbells and I think it's because of me. I superset db stuff with bb stuff and I've been using the heaviest dbs for a couple months, I think somebody noticed. Feels good.
I was planning on cutting weight this summer but struggling to keep my blood protein up has me effectively permabulking. I'm making the best of it, probably a week or two away from a couple lifetime PRs. Depending on how my results come back I'm going to fuck around with fasting again; a source I mostly trust put out a video recently detailing evidence that fasting actually triggers a decent anabolic effect after the fact as long as you prepare and refeed properly, so best of both worlds possibly. Also decided to try some at-home muay thai workouts and a heavy bag, no intention of ever sparring because I don't want CTE but I'd like to have something in my skillset between verbal deesdelation and a gun. I've been putting off lessons for too long because I don't have the money to throw around, but something is better than nothing, and you can't really practice BJJ or wrestling at home. I've noticed the more of a threat I make myself, the less threatened I feel, and the more I can relax.

I feel a lot better after telling my counselor to fuck off honestly. People really just don't get this shit unless they've lived it. I'm sticking to literature and exercises from people with actual firsthand experience recovering from trauma, and it's working so much better. I'm getting worse at driving, which I think means I'm letting my guard down for once, which is new and welcome. Still a long way to go but I feel better than I have in a long time.
 
Also decided to try some at-home muay thai workouts and a heavy bag, no intention of ever sparring because I don't want CTE but I'd like to have something in my skillset between verbal deesdelation and a gun
So, i of course don't want to tell you what to do but i would recommend to give sparring a try. I'd argue the adrenaline control matters more than knowing how to throw a punch or kick (obviously that helps) and sparring gives you a taste on how your body reacts in an altercation, no comparison to the real deal, so to speak, but it gives you an idea. Decision making in a high stress situation, one where your life is on the line in a worst case scenario, is something one can learn and martial arts are the best starting point for that. Also helps to know what punched in the face/head feels like so you're not unneccessarily scared of it.
I feel a lot better after telling my counselor to fuck off honestly.
Yeah, if it does not work for you it's a huge waste of time. I spent more time than i care to admit in various institutions, with counselors, therapists etc. and it helped fuck all, i am now Scientology levels of anti-psychiatry thanks to my experiences in the system and have a huge aversion to the Current Year therapy speak that wormed its way into normal jargon.
 
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One of my dogs woke me up having a seizure a while ago. Poor little fella is still kinda fugued out and my other dogs freaked out about it and trying to help me corral his almost drunken wanderings. With some vet help, dietary changes and supplements, the seizures had become a rarity, and now it has been almost 2 years since his last one (gotta keep a diary for that), and I'd foolishly allowed myself to hope that they might be a thing of the past, but here I am, brewing coffee at 3 something am so I can keep an eye on him. Guess I'll be running on caffeine tomorrowtoday. Pure breed special needs dogs are a bitch, but I love that little fucking runt husky more than most of my dead relatives. And my other dog is a rescue PTSD basket case of a mastiff who mother hens the hell out of the husky, and I love her all the more for it. I knew what I was getting into when I got him, but, God, am I a sucker for a fluffy hard luck case.
 
and sparring gives you a taste on how your body reacts in an altercation, no comparison to the real deal, so to speak, but it gives you an idea. Decision making in a high stress situation, one where your life is on the line in a worst case scenario, is something one can learn and martial arts are the best starting point for that. Also helps to know what punched in the face/head feels like so you're not unneccessarily scared of it.
Don't worry, I know already.
 
Beginning to hate art. Way too many antisocial showoffs and retards that would rather ban you than be a potential acquaintance or friend.
I am glad the Farms showed me that I was not alone in my terrible experiences and haven't stopped making art. I just don't share it online anymore. There's no point when lunatics run the asylum and ban anyone who isn't an outright lolcow.
 
Made an offer on a house in cash. Wondering if I'll get it. I'll know monday if I get it. Monday feels like a long time away right now. Its nerve wracking to buy property right now. It's really stressing me out. I want to get out of the place Im in even though its super nice. Other than that, I'm waiting on some other stuff. I decided to make my first videogame in 2D instead of three since the 3D stuff has such a steep learning curve, I figured I can do baby steps. Playing piano a lot to deal with my nerves too. I started practicing with a metronome and its been an interesting experience. All in all I have a lot of great things going for me, but I'm in limbo and I hate it.
 
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