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So went to the doctors today and because my blood pressure is trending high (thanks genetics) , I have gestational diabetes and considered high risk - doctors said they want me to be induced at 37 weeks and I decided the best option was to go with it for my health.

So 5 weeks just immediately became 2 weeks aaaaaaaa

Just hitting kinda hard at the moment, it's our first and I hope we'll be OK at this parenting lark.
You'll be great. I believe in you.

The best thing I learned from the early days of parenting that I think needs to be kept in mind is:

You can be prepared, but you're never ready. If you get overwhelmed by it all at any point, don't feel bad about it. It's normal, and it happens to every last one of us.

You'll be great.
 
For the very few experience I had, accept who you are, accept that she lied to you and move on. Most people love the touch of a woman, both caring each other.

However, it can be hard to take care of someone if you cannot take care of yourself. She could've had a reason on why she left, and you most likely can do stuff to fix that.

Dont expect any relationships from any women, but if it happens, embrace it. Better be focused and determined alone than being mopey and lonely.

Also, dating apps are the devil and everyone involved will soon have ghosts in their living room.
 
I’m getting older and I’m starting to realize I probably will never be able to settle down and get married. My username is hyperbolic but I really just don’t think I can trust a woman or find a good woman to begin with anymore. It’s like their values are completely antithetical to mine in the most extreme ways, they just want to do their own thing and not be “dragged down” or forced to behave for a man. I thought I had a good one I could trust too, but it blew up in my face in a comically evil way that you couldn’t write if you tried. Not even trying to sound like an incel—I’m not and have been actively dating since high school and generally have good luck… and I do genuinely try to see the good in people and believe they can be better. Fuck it. I think now I’m starting my bachelor arc before I inevitably drink myself to death.
 
Joined two dating apps for the fist time. Never used them before as every woman I've ever been with is someone I already knew so this is new to me. I can see why it fucks with peoples heads. No matches yet but the whole thing leans into a pretty shallow dating scene I think. I mean a lot of the accounts are just some pictures with little to no info. I'm aware there's tons of bots and Only Fans whores/escorts on these things. Also, I didn't know that you basically have to pay to used them.
I've used the two that are active here on/off for a few weeks at a time for years, and it's the exact same people that pop up every time. Why? They're single for a reason. And that reason is deeply rooted in them. That, or it's someone fresh out of a relationship who barely let the change sink in before needing to cling onto another person. I've been engaging with people online for decades. I have a bunch of markers I identify in people as low quality and move on from.

To go onto a dating app, being matched with as a dude, you immediately think "aw man this is the one, I have to be okay dragging my nuts through shards of glass to entertain this selfless angel that gives me attention". That means you end up 2-3 messaging in a row only to be given a "lol yeah haha" reply. You ignore your many years of experience with people to entertain someone who is at the bottom of the barrel. Imagine having a study, reading books, listening to music, going on cultural tours to Italy, and then reduce yourself to beer and peanuts at the pub cause it's the only social outlet you have. That's Tinder.

They're all fucking liars. It's all about who you know and that's why client-facing roles are invaluable. If you want to rapidly change workplaces, make sure to keep professional acquaintances that can help you to monkey branch.
The woman who got the job I just got neglected for got it to avoid bullying in her current department. It didn't work out after 3 months of wasted resources, so now she's given a reception job instead. Literally not a single interview; hundreds of applications for both positions wasted, because she knew people internally and went "blohooo". I've tried relocating 4 times within my own means, 2 of which wasn't a change in pay or privileges, and even that wasn't enough. With two superiors who audibly and often applaud me for my coordinative/IT work, yet deny me such a position. It's fucked.
 
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I think I'm going through what is often called "ego death".

I feel fucking horrible. There really was no concept of "me", just some autistic fuck up who's been LARPing my entire goddamned life.

I'm incapable of love/being loved because there is nothing there *to* love.

I haven't slept very well in weeks, hell try months or years. I'm extremely lonely and my life is quite shit. I don't know how to salvage this mess.
 
With two superiors who audibly and often applaud me for my coordinative/IT work, yet deny me such a position.
Of course they'll deny you such a position because they're your superiors. They have virtually zero incentive to support you until you threaten to leave unless they cater to your demands (which rarely works as virtually everyone is replaceable). That's why I specified client-facing roles as you want contacts outside of your direct network. It's people outside of your company who have a stake in giving you a pay raise. No clue what your work field is, but if you have developed at least some cordial relations with your clients/people who you render whatever services to, ask if they'd prefer to have you in-house rather than deal with the unnecessary middlemen that are your bosses.

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I haven't slept very well in weeks, hell try months or years. I'm extremely lonely and my life is quite shit. I don't know how to salvage this mess.
Sleep, go outside, and talk to people who aren't your schizo voices. Just don't bother anyone in customer service. If you literally cannot find a living soul to talk to you, find a priest or a hobo to listed to you vent in exchange for cheap wine. I presume psychologists are not in your budget. All 3 render very similar services onto society but just at different prices. If you're in a big city and young, find yourself a group of commies/anarchists/junkies. My city's weirdos organize chess matches under a bridge in a public park. Just don't accept any cigs or drugs they give you. Don't get robbed.
 
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Update on the job situation.

There is no job anymore.

Granted it was unpaid labor but the issues, beyond my own, were too numerous and it was decided that I would benefit from going elsewhere.

I can try and fix myself but I can't fix insufficient communication and lack of mentorship.

It's a mixed feeling I have. On one hand it's relieving because the issues I had, not about my own bullshit, were constant and difficult to communicate because boss and I were fundamentally incompatible when it comes to the workplace and job function. I may have ranted about it in this very thread.

On the other hand it's upsetting because it was my first form of employment after the great reset and I was Gung ho going in. I had my doubts and concerns but wanted them to be just me needing an adapting period. But I've been there since December and things are just.... Stagnant.

I feel like I failed even though objectively first choice isn't always the best and it's not an indication of my own failings.

Objectively I just learned that this field is not what I want to do. Subjectively I need a drink or something. I will probably feel better tomorrow. I just need to let everything set in without too many spikes.

In some happy news the new RAM arrived and my laptop is smoother.
 
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Update on the job situation.

There is no job anymore.

Granted it was unpaid labor but the issues, beyond my own, were too numerous and it was decided that I would benefit from going elsewhere.

I can try and fix myself but I can't fix insufficient communication and lack of mentorship.

It's a mixed feeling I have. On one hand it's relieving because the issues I had, not about my own bullshit, were constant and difficult to communicate because boss and I were fundamentally incompatible when it comes to the workplace and job function. I may have ranted about it in this very thread.

On the other hand it's upsetting because it was my first form of employment after the great reset and I was Gung ho going in. I had my doubts and concerns but wanted them to be just me needing an adapting period. But I've been there since December and things are just.... Stagnant.

I feel like I failed even though objectively first choice isn't always the best and it's not an indication of my own failings.

Objectively I just learned that this field is not what I want to do. Subjectively I need a drink or something. I will probably feel better tomorrow. I just need to let everything set in without too many spikes.

In some happy news the new RAM arrived and my laptop is smoother.
I don't recall if you've made previous posts with more context (I'm sure you have, I just don't remember/didn't see them), but seems to me you've left a bad situation that benefited you not in the slightest.

You should be happy, not mixed, let alone feel like you failed.

Now it's time to recover for a little bit, and go into better things.
 
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My friend tomorrow is going to go get surgery prepped for a brain tumor removal. I was made aware of this yesterday and I'm just really fucked up over it, I've known this guy since I was 13. We've fallen out of touch over the years but he lets me bug him whenever I need some discord lolcow shit done. We'd just laugh in a call while taking screenshots of the funny things going down.

We're not blood related, but honestly.. Feels like I'm losing a brother. I don't really have any words to say about it either, I'm just so fucking depressed about it. The doctors don't really know if he'll make it either, they estimate a 40% chance of him dying or surviving while ending up in a coma. It was a bunch of medical jarbo I didn't understand. All I know is that I'm losing a best friend.

I don't know how to process this, so any advice would be welcome.
 
Interpersonal communication matters. Introverted people are stupids incapable of understanding not to say about following the unspoken but intuitively clear to normal people rules of behavior in society, they are easily spotted by normal people and avoided as retards they actually are.
 
8 AM and I’m just wide awake, in bed with that cozy orange sleepy filter on my screen hoping to relax me but I’m just a bundle of nerves. Insomnia truly is a bitch. This means now my sleep schedule is utterly fucked but I don’t have shit to do today so at least there’s that. What’s worse is that the longer I stay awake the more anxiety I feel about it so it feeds into itself. I do enjoy throwing on some early 2000s Adult Swim broadcasts complete with those old commercials and falling asleep to those, when my eyes are closed and my fan is blowing it feels like I’ve transported 20 years into the past—super trippy but oddly comforting. That’s kind of sad though isn’t it? That I would need to pretend to be a kid again just to get some relaxation and sleep for once.
 
My friend tomorrow is going to go get surgery prepped for a brain tumor removal. I was made aware of this yesterday and I'm just really fucked up over it, I've known this guy since I was 13. We've fallen out of touch over the years but he lets me bug him whenever I need some discord lolcow shit done. We'd just laugh in a call while taking screenshots of the funny things going down.

We're not blood related, but honestly.. Feels like I'm losing a brother. I don't really have any words to say about it either, I'm just so fucking depressed about it. The doctors don't really know if he'll make it either, they estimate a 40% chance of him dying or surviving while ending up in a coma. It was a bunch of medical jarbo I didn't understand. All I know is that I'm losing a best friend.

I don't know how to process this, so any advice would be welcome.
Just tell him, man, while you can. Apologize for falling out of touch if you must, but tell him how much you care, and that you're scared. Best case, he'll be fine and your friendship may be rekindled stronger than before. Worst case, you won't have the regret of things unsaid.

I'm in the process of reconnecting with one of my once best friends, a relationship I neglected for years. The situation is incomparable as there's nothing as drastic as in your case, and I still regret my inaction all this time tremendously.
Talk to the lad.

And of course, I hope he makes it.
 
Got the results from my recent bloodwork, everything normal as I expected apart from my cholesterol being a little high (as it was last time). Recommended to eat low fat, get some exercise, and lose some weight. So I celebrated by going to Wendy's for a Breakfast Baconator combo meal.
 
Had an interesting conversation at work the other day.
Basically some buff dude was woo'ing one of the women with the usual talking points. Bring up some conspiracy shit, talk about how we need to open our eyes and be awoke (while at the same time gargling on everything that "the man" has spoonfed you) and how the internet actually is great because it allows you to check information instead of going to a library.
I just started having a dialogue with him where I subtly countered his thought process. I basically pointed out how yeah, it sucks to be in the box but people don't leave because the box is ultimately more comfortable for most people, hence why both of us are in it.

Long way of getting to the point but... it was amazing because he really wasn't expecting someone who actually had that independent thought he sung highly of to tell him he was kind of wrong. We didn't get into a big yelling match or heated or anything. But it was interesting to see the dude start to just draw blanks and try to back away from the conversation because he was talking to someone who wanted his dick.

And I just wondered "Why the FUCK have I been trying to get these peoples' approval for so long?". The funny thing is I noticed that really, I don't want to be normal as much as I say I do. Because I could easily do it.
Just be a dude in shape, say some mystical shit about aliens or the matrix every conversation, say some modern woke talking points and present all this is actually radical and counter-culture and I'd be fine. It's amazing how easy it would be to pass if I wasn't prideful. It's not rocket-science.
But I see the people around me, and I don't really want to be them.
And at the end of the day, most the normal people are taking shit you couldn't make in a broom closet every night and living objective lies. It's amazing but despite passing the bar for societal acceptance, they really are just as miserable as the most anti-social people you can meet.
I used to think that was all cope but sure enough, nope. I've seen the drugs. The broken homes. The emptiness in their eyes. I'm kind of happy not to be involved in the Machiavellian hedonistic circus I see going on around me on a daily basis. It's kind of nice to be weird.

Also most of the problem employees who made shit unbearable here for years are gone or barely working anymore. So my job has been throughly easy in a way it wasn't for a while. Still though, all the problems and drama and highschool yearbook insanity has kind of gotten to us. I pretty much had my work/gymbro tell me unprompted multiple times if I ever leave he's going too instantly. And the assistant manager I brought up has also pretty much made it clear he's towards his end.
So we're pretty much doing a mass-walkout. Or at the very least... I'm walking soon and I have a feeling the rest won't be far behind.
They are going to get fucking RAPED this summer. But it's on them for playing little bitch games instead of trying to keep a cohesive staff.
That's going to be a really fun day.
 
hi there, i have no idea how to maneuver this website as i literally JUST made an account to send this comment XD im actually contacting you about this ref sheet you apparently made in 2022? i recieved it in a character bubdle from someone recently and have found out some of the other characters i recieved are stolen and theyre claiming to have made them, well, when doing a google search of this image, i found you. so, i just wanted to know if you made this character and ref sheet and if you had sold this design to anyone? if you have it, please reach out to me on discord or on toyhouse @ r4tb0ir3mi to continue talking bc like i said, i have no idea how to website works XD if i dont hear back i try to check back to this comment in a bit.

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thank you!
 
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.....Anyway. (Wow it's weird to be highlighted like that)

ANYWAY.

I don't recall if you've made previous posts with more context (I'm sure you have, I just don't remember/didn't see them), but seems to me you've left a bad situation that benefited you not in the slightest.

You should be happy, not mixed, let alone feel like you failed.

Now it's time to recover for a little bit, and go into better things.
Yeah I feel much better today about the whole situation. Had a long discussion with support network about it and evidently they had the same issues and then some as I did but they said they didn't want to say anything because I was trying my best to make it all work.

In the end it was a matter of compatibility.

Also on a petty note, I don't feel great about churning out AI when I'm hired as a writer. Granted it's just my pride and I don't hate the usage of AI but it's hard not to get demotivated when your boss is having an orgasm over AI and dreaming if a future where no one has to even write their own texts because AI will do it for them. (Yes he said that to me)

But either way being a corporate writer is not in my future regardless so oh well!

I look forward to getting employment again in the future.
 
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