How are you doing? - Kiwi Farms Wellness Check

Back keeps improving. Been doing the exercises prescribed by physical therapist last week, plus the walking. See him on 6 December. Will walk there - 2 miles each way - instead of driving, thanks to improved back/stamina. 3 December will make six months since the surgery. Figured it would take until the end of the year to fully heal; believe I'm on track.

Been one hell of a year physically. Dodged leukemia, started CPAP, developed sciatica, went through a month of hell with that. But the sciatica, like the heart problem years before, was fixed on the operating table. Been very lucky, and am most grateful for that and other things.

No matter how tough things may seem right now, there's always something for which to be grateful. Keep that in mind this Thanksgiving Day.

I wish everyone a great Thanksgiving. 👍
 
Tabletop gaming is the big one, used to even go to the trouble of painting minis. Was part of the 40k fandom way way back in 2nd edition.
Please, don't tell me that this was the thing that pushed you into contemplating something stupid.
 
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Please, don't tell me that this was the thing that pushed you into contemplating something stupid.
No, but it contributes.

Physycally, I'm fine. However, since I'm getting married tomorrow, I'm having a case of butterflies in my stomach for past few days. So many things bugging my mind.

How do I adapt to changes that bound to happen? How can I be a good husband? What should I do so I can stand firm and make my wife rest easy through hardships? And that feeling of disbelief itself that I'm actually going to marry someone is quite overwhelming for me.
If it's any consolation, nobody knows going in how to do any of that. All of it is a learning process. The less you worry, the more you take things as they come, the better it is.
 
Still recovering emotionally and mentally from two fucking miscarriages this year.

First one was in May. Lost at 9 weeks but it didn't grow beyond 3. Second one was a month ago. I was nearly 14 weeks. Thought everything was going well and I started bleeding again. Somehow the NHS managed to fuck up and not give me a dating scan. That might have picked something up and prepared us for the inevitable but, fuck, man. (:_(

The day the second one happened I was having cramps but more painful than any normal ones. They kept getting worse and worse and I was screaming in agony and then I felt a pop inside and I just fell silent because the pain had stopped. I thought the first one was bad but God, I still can't get that day out of my head. Happened less than a week before my birthday, too. I flushed two pregnancies down the fucking toilet and I hate myself for it. At least my trash brain hasn't decided I need punishment this time round like it did the first time.

I just want to have a baby and want to know what the fuck I'm doing wrong. I can't get any support unless I have a third miscarriage and neither me nor my partner are going to mentally survive another.

In other news I got a mad sore throat that won't fuck off. Home coof test was negative and I'm vaccinated so who the fuck knows what got me.
 
Dude, the only death that modern GW deserves is it's own. Live to see it reap what it's sowing right now.
It's not even so much GW as it is it's still loyal fanbase. Fuckers invade discussions about other, better miniatures games spamming memes and insults.
 
It's not even so much GW as it is it's still loyal fanbase. Fuckers invade discussions about other, better miniatures games spamming memes and insults.
Spam them in retaliation till the day GW finally fucks them over too hard, then spam harder.
 
not good and i think it will only get worse. long story short and not to powerlevel too hard, my father decided to abandon the family and become alcoholic full time. he has struggled with the addiction for years now but this time, he decided to leave the home last week and gone on a full on bender spending our money. his unemployed and been cut out of social security so he has no income but. the worst part is, we have alot of debt that needs to be paid but his throwing all the money he has on booze and a place to stay. we may have to sell our apartment and move somewhere else. just to pay the debt but everywhere is so expensive to live unless you decided to move to the fucking ghetto.

i hate this feeling of being powerless.
 
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I no longer feel any empathy for customers. If one of them just dropped dead in front of the register, I'd probably burst out laughing.
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When I worked best buy, I learned to get a fucking visceral reaction to the phrase "guess it's free then. " It's like my Russian sleeper agent code word.
 
I simply can't believe that I can finally close this 10 year chapter in my life. I don't think I will survive 2022, but at least I can be home and free from the constant shame, humiliaton and anxiety this crap gave me. My own sins landed me in my own personalized hell and my family simply didn't care about me outside of what monetary value they could extract from me. I am glad I could talk to somebody with my throw away accounts. I never want to get into this situation ever again.
 
As much as some customers are assholes, I'm genuinely glad I got this job. I'm probably the least depressed I've been in over a year. Most of my coworkers are quite nice and fun to talk to.
Also, it seems like my managers like me quite a bit, cause they already increased my hours after only two weeks. I don't mind, cause that means less time being depressed.
 
This is my two month update post COVID-19/pneumonia.

My lungs are still improving every day. I'm struggling mightily with my energy, I still wear out pretty quickly, and find myself taking more and more breaks between tasks. The brain fog still persists, but not as bad as last month. My body hurts constantly, all over. My doctor has no answers, but promises to find the root cause of the pain. I honestly believe that my pain is being caused by the Remdesivir that I received while in ICU.

I've decided against getting the vaccine.
 
Not good because I'm getting therapy for my crappy childhood.

Long story short, I was raised by anorexics who then purposefully passed that on to me. They also moved continents when I was very young due to their involvement in this cultish missionary organization. Lots of psychological and religious abuse. I ended up being molested by someone in that organization. This is the first time I'm getting therapy for these things and it's made me MOTI that so many activists claim "childhood abuse" or "CPTSD" without having experienced something actually traumatizing.
 
Had a bomb ass black friday, bought some good shit. Picked up one of my friends, got catcalled in the Mcdonald’s drive thru (lmao). Went to Ihop at midnight, friend saw one of her friends. Another friend came to see said friend she ran into. Tried to set me up with his long haired stoner college dropout cousin. I think I dodged a bullet though because he lives in his cousin’s basement. Waiter kept fucking up every step of the way. It was quite a night.
 
I just want the holiday season to end already. Sucks because I remember how much I loved and looked forward to it when I was younger. When did I become such a Grinch?
I dread the time when my parents die. Because I likely won't be able to celebrate with anyone else. And I don't want to go to one of those arrangement for lonely people, because all sorts of problematic people gather there. What a shock, not everybody is friendless because being problematic.

I'm fine with doing my own stuff at Xmas, but the fucking gym is closed for some days then. For no fucking reason, it's not like they have any people at the front desk anyway and people already use their membership cards to get in the gym.
People that are lonely at the holiday would probably have it better, if they didn't force this shit onto people for absolute no reason other than "It's the holiday, of course we have to close!".
We're probably going to get some news about some people doing an hero on Xmas, and people are going to be sooo shocked by it. But are things going to change for the better? No, of course not.
i probably have tooth resorption because my family never got me in the common habit of brushing my teeth daily + too depressed to
this is maybe the 2nd health problem that's come up because i'm just too fucking empty to do anything (:_(i don't wanna be lazy anymore
Most parents are retards, don't blame them. Blame yourself, you are a human with the ability to choose what you do. It's not like your parents held you at gunpoint for going near a toothbrush. Many get some sort of relief from depression, just by keeping their shit together. This is what a therapist will tell you, just in a "kinder" way.
To be able to become better, you need to have some will to become better. And maybe medicines, but that's out of my knowledge.
i just cried over undertale after 6 years and my cat knew i was fucked up so he gave me lots of kisses.
i think it's because the only things i've ingested today were coffee and most of a dutch bros muffin top
If you got time to play Undertale, you got time to brush your teeth.


So onto how I'm doing.
I'm doing fine, I had a bad hangover for a day after the party I went to. Didn't bother to check the farms after this. No reason, just didn't want to.
I did have my first cardio workout after a long time today. Was planning to run on a treadmill, but ended up with powerwalking. It did do the job anyway, because my form is pretty shit now. Was planning to keep this up as a regular thing, for the days I don't do weightlifting.
And fuck running outside, all year.
 
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