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But it's pretty boundary pushing if you've been in an LDR up until now just to show up unannounced. If you announced and she agreed, then freaked out later, she's a nutjob. But if you just showed up. . .that's kind of fucked, dude. That's some serious tism.
This reminded me so much of one of my sister's relationships. They got together in the summer after senior year of high school (after knowing each other many years) and dated through the first two years of college. Their colleges were about 2 1/2 hours apart, but she always drove home on the weekends anyways. So it was kinda LDR and kinda not.

Point being, MULTIPLE times they would have some weird emo drama that would always end in one of them panic-driving to meet up with the other. Sometimes it was a "cutesy" thing, like "oh I can't believe you had such a rough day, I want to see you so bad!" but other times, they would have whatever petty argument and it would fuel them to do that. Once she drove to see him.... and he refused to see her because he was still mad about their argument and felt like she was just manipulating him with her presence. Also his buddies thought it was uncool that this girl kept showing up insisting that they focus on whatever the drama of the week was RIGHT THEN. It's really not natural to force a conversation like that.

The whole "panic driving to see you" thing really was bad because it eventually escalated into actual panic-attack driving and imo pure psycho bitch manipulation behavior. The line of attack was, "If you make me upset/angry/etc, I will be COMPELLED to drive out to see you IMMEDIATELY regardless of my mental state, and so if I am freaking out too bad while I'm driving on the interstate to come see you and get in an accident and something bad happens, it's YOUR FAULT if I die or kill somebody!"

Obviously they did not last very long after this escalation.

This entire situation is obviously not the same as Agares's but I thought I'd detail it a little bit because 1) it's pretty lolcowish/funny and 2) it might be helpful in some way to someone.

Protip: if you're already saying things like "It's not my job to fix the bitch" and "if she does x I'd never be able to forgive her", it ain't meant to be.



I had to have a serious talk with some of my teenage coworkers, and in response they all compulsively hit the quan and started flossing and doing other tiktok dances out of pure anxiety. It was really, really bizarre. When I was that age I never believed in the whole "teen's frontal lobe is still developing" thing. Sure you're still learning stuff, but it's not like you're a lobotomized monkey with no sense of reason. But the older I get, I'm not so sure....
 
Started a new job and it’s going well so far. It feels so nice to be a productive member of society again after being out of the game for so long. I don’t know how I’m going to handle the commute though. I have a door in the way between my bedroom and my “desk.” I’m getting paid to study too! In two days I’m about a quarter of the way through one of three courses I will be doing.

P.S.

Had a 24 hour virus complete with the shakes, fever, sweats, and vomiting. Feeling much better now.

That sounds exactly like gastroenteritis, or stomach flu. I’ve had it a few times. I think hand hygiene is the biggest factor in whether you get it or not. But bad food will also do similar things, so who knows. But it definitely sounds like it.
 
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I mentioned a while ago how my apartment flooded two times thanks to faulty pipes. I haven't had problems since and i think it's due to the pipe in the cellar being completely broken now, judging by how the whole fucking house smells like death and shit today. Literal shit. My kitchen and living room are spared by it but the hallway is reeking, so is the stairwell. Unfuckingbelievable how little shit the landlord is giving, i talked to the casino owner next door and he has had the same flooding issues and there's another house connected to the pipes as well. I haven't checked the cellar yet (i haven't been storing anything there ever since it flooded for the very first time ages ago) because of the near impenetrable wall of stench but i am sure it's completely fucked down there. It's so bad by now that you smell the stench when you pass the drains outside. This fucking place is going down bad, man.

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God, her communication is worse than mine sometimes. And yeah, I'm a selfish cunt for blowing up at my GF during her anxiety attack because she almost made all my effort and hard work for nothing.
Nah, fuck that, i would've been mad, too. This after-the-fact shit is always so retarded. I might be biased because i had a similar thing as you described happen to me before when i was in a LDR.
But it's pretty boundary pushing if you've been in an LDR up until now just to show up unannounced. If you announced and she agreed, then freaked out later, she's a nutjob. But if you just showed up. . .that's kind of fucked, dude. That's some serious tism.
You really see it as that bad? I had more than one LDR before where girls did that to me and i was happy about them showing up out of the blue, LDRs suck fucking dick because of how little face-to-face interaction there is sometimes. On the other hand, i would never think to show up unannounced anywhere... this is giving me thunks now.
It's not my job to fix the bitch and I've told her this in more polite words.
I agree, i want to be a boyfriend, not a fucking case worker.
Moving for someone who seems so wishy washy is what bothers me.
Absolutely not worth it. The thought would go right out the window for me after the episode you described.
 
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I mentioned a while ago how my apartment flooded two times thanks to faulty pipes. I haven't had problems since and i think it's due to the pipe in the cellar being completely broken now, judging by how the whole fucking house smells like death and shit today. Literal shit. My kitchen and living room are spared by it but the hallway is reeking, so is the stairwell. Unfuckingbelievable how little shit the landlord is giving, i talked to the casino owner next door and he has had the same flooding issues and there's another house connected to the pipes as well. I haven't checked the cellar yet (i haven't been storing anything there ever since it flooded for the very first time ages ago) because of the near impenetrable wall of stench but i am sure it's completely fucked down there. It's so bad by now that you smell the stench when you pass the drains outside. This fucking place is going down bad, man.
Shit man that sounds absolutely vile. Is moving out an option for you? Or some manner of complaint to the authorities?
 
Shit man that sounds absolutely vile. Is moving out an option for you? Or some manner of complaint to the authorities?
Nah, we are at the point in my city with rent that what i pay for the whole place is considerably less than what other people pay for a single, tiny room in a shared apartment. I got an old lease, i could never get anything comparable. I live deep in the hood and even other hoods are not affordable anymore, thanks to steady gentrification and the city bursting at the seams when it comes to living space. I call my landlord up, as always, don't think it will change much, though.
I talked to the plumbers the last time my apartment flooded and they told me that pretty much the whole pipe system needs to be replaced and that would take a mid six-figure sum. Landlord is one of the big three in the country and while we got a lot of rights as renters in this country that are good for the individual and better than in many other EU countries so do the fucking landlords and they know it. Everything drags on and on thanks to our ridiculous bureaucracy.
In this case, of course the landlord needs to move by law, i'm betting the situation is already violating health and housing codes but they know poor plebs like me and the other people in the area won't/can't make the effort to lawyer up etc.

I'm honestly just happy the shit is not coming up my drains this time.
 
I thought we were doing better too. There were problems early on and I did almost break up with her last summer over various factors, but decided against throwing it all away. Had some really nice IRL dates in the last year starting in January and I thought things were going fine.

After typing all this out, I'm reminded of my ancient enemy, the sunk cost fallacy. Now here I am saying "oh well, might as well just let this run its course" now. This after the fact shit is something I can't ignore. Seriously thinking about just cancelling my trip to see her next month, but I still had it in my heart to mail her the bday present I had commissioned for her (painted clay figure of her cat that someone I know IRL made, it's really cute).
 
I'm really fucking tired. Not the tired of being physically exhausted but the type of tired that sleep just can't fix
There is never a day where i am not stressed. I can't powerlevel too much but i really miss my family, especially my mother. I wish relations weren't so fragmented and i always feel very isolated. But beyond that, i really detest myself, and this hatred and wrath has persisted for a extended time and hasn't even marginally dissipated. I keep asking myself many questions, yet no answers. Why was i born this way? Why and how did everything become so catastrophically terrible? Why must we be shackled to a mortal existence of psychological and spiritual agony of a boundless magnitude? I often wish i could astral-project to any of the various alternate realities i keep dreaming about, to abandon this current existence.
 
Well, the worst thing that could've happened has happened and here I am trying to help pick up the bureaucratic pieces and it makes me want to rope so I don't have to do so.

When I think about how dear feeder is moving back to the US I can't help but feel glad for him because having to deal with this kind of issues on a international level is such tiring bullshit. Wouldn't wish this on my enemies.
 
Almost got banned from the music/synthesizer discord I’m on again.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised that the synth community is like this, but it’s hard to not go off on the trannies that wanna police everyone there. Not even moderators, but regular users.

Some random person joined the server with a pfp of an anime with a tiny MAGA hat, and within seconds of asking a question the trannies crawled out of the woodwork. His head was instantly up the on the chopping block for this symbol of hate and bigotry.

I have no love for the MAGA meme faggots, but give me a break with this shit. A pfp that I don’t agree with? Time to put brakes on everything and start some political and moral grandstanding once again. I sure am glad that permeates every facet of our society these days, especially in places where trannies control exactly who gets to say what.

Sometimes I forget what an autistic hobby this is. I mean, I don’t think that in the thousands of users there a single actual woman exists. I got very close to just outright saying all this, but my post would just get deleted and I’d be blocked before anyone even reads it. So whatever.
 
I don't know why everyone else seems to get encouragement and community from their hobbies but me.
Because you can't stop socking on Kiwi Farms, you sad little autist.
I continue to hate Indians.
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Edit to not just shit up the thread: Cellar situation cleared up, someone else must've called the landlord, i couldn't be arsed today, felt like i talked more to them than friends and family in the last couple of months. Cellar got pumped out, again and for the umpteenth time, the shit smell is gone from inside my place, stairwell still smells like decay. Dealers doing their business unimpeded by that, just got home and "caught" one of them working, will never not be funny seeing their customers shitting it when they see me opening the door mid-cop. I'd still prefer that they'd do it somewhere else entirely but the new kid at least has enough common sense to not let the customers wait around in droves in front of the house. Has been noticabely quieter the last couple of weeks. I won't call the cops because they do fuck all here, the last couple of times i saw a squad car here the motherfuckers didn't even step out of it, just mad-dogging everyone passing the car. Dipshits.
 
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I was fine, until a few minutes ago. I saw a mouse. Being on the second floor I never thought I'd have to deal with mice, but there you have it. The bed bug problem I had previously is all but resolved. I haven't seen them in quite some time (and they weren't even originating within my apartment, but migrating from another). But mice? Uh uh. No way, babe. Time to get the fuck out of here. I've been wanting to move for awhile, but stopped actively looking for a place because there's basically zero availability and it got discouraging. Definitely not sleeping much tonight, if at all.
 
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growing tired of being left hanging in this
and your doppelmoral

if thats what you wanted, hope you find your happiness
your loss
 
I kinda want a new vacuum but I'll be damned if I'm going to spend $500 or more for the ones that keep getting recommended, but I also don't want a cheap shitty one that will break as soon as I use it.
 
One of my fillings fell out and the tooth it was in more or less imploded moments later.

9/10 pain atm, suicide is on the table since I can't afford dental work.
Take tylenol and ibuprofen alternately. So you take two now, take the other two in about 4 hours, and keep doing this until you get to the dentist. If you have a doctor, they’ll probably very happily prescribe you pain meds for a toothache.

There’s also products you can get that comes in a little bottle with cotton tips. You apply this liquid to the affected tooth with the cotton tips. It tastes foul, but it actually helps pretty decently. Just google for toothache mediation and you’ll probably find something. It’s called Oral-Eze where I’m from.
 
One of my fillings fell out and the tooth it was in more or less imploded moments later.

9/10 pain atm, suicide is on the table since I can't afford dental work.
Take tylenol and ibuprofen alternately. So you take two now, take the other two in about 4 hours, and keep doing this until you get to the dentist. If you have a doctor, they’ll probably very happily prescribe you pain meds for a toothache.

There’s also products you can get that comes in a little bottle with cotton tips. You apply this liquid to the affected tooth with the cotton tips. It tastes foul, but it actually helps pretty decently. Just google for toothache mediation and you’ll probably find something. It’s called Oral-Eze where I’m from.
Basic painkillers and Orajel, the topical you mentioned, aren't really cutting it. The nerve of the imploded tooth is exposed to absolutely everything, so it's constantly being stimulated in unpleasant ways. I don't, really don't, want to have to take opiates to block the pain though.
 
Basic painkillers and Orajel, the topical you mentioned, aren't really cutting it. The nerve of the imploded tooth is exposed to absolutely everything, so it's constantly being stimulated in unpleasant ways. I don't, really don't, want to have to take opiates to block the pain though.
Bite an ice cube until the nerve freezes? Maybe there's a way to kill the nerve so it eventually stops hurting, like (someone you trust with a steady hand) stabbing it with a red hot needle.
 
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