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I went to orientation to volunteer at my local animal shelter today, since I always wanted to volunteer at one and it'll keep me busy as I find work in my new area. Funnily enough out of the dozen or so new volunteers I was the one in it there for the cats compared to nearly everyone else focusing on the dogs. Got to tour their kennel area and one of them had their back turned and head against the wall, it broke my heart. At the least I've been told the vast majority of animals do find homes in relatively short periods of time.

I visit my family and thus my cat at home on weekends as well. I still have a sneaking suspicion with my constant bad luck and inexperience with socializing I am going to end up a crazy cat dude, but as I've loved them since I was very young and adopted my first cat at five years old, I can't quite hate that fate.
 
one of them had their back turned and head against the wall, it broke my heart
That may need to be checked out. With some dog breeds they will press their head against a cool wall as it helps to relieve pain from brain swelling and such. I'd have to look it up for more details but it means they are hurting.
 
That may need to be checked out. With some dog breeds they will press their head against a cool wall as it helps to relieve pain from brain swelling and such. I'd have to look it up for more details but it means they are hurting.
I thought it merely depressed, so thank you for the heads-up. I will genuinely call them tomorrow and alert them since I actually remember the cage number. I'd rather be annoying yet ensure they are safe.

EDIT: I worded this and my last post poorly. It was a cat I speak of, not a dog, though I definitely can call nonetheless if it's an issue for them as well.
 
My new job is going pretty well, and there is a cutie who has kind of caught my eye there. Found out today she's single and we seem to have a bit of chemistry.

Whether I go for it, whether anything happens...doesn't really matter. It's just...it's just nice to feel attraction to someone again. I still miss my old life of a to be wife and kid but uh...life goes on I suppose; yeah? It's nice to feel life stirring in me again. Even if it's only a little spark.
 
I’ll try and make it quick.

Started seeing new doctor after years of being afraid to go. Doctor had some concerns and set me up for a whole series of special imaging appointments. Everything is so booked up that it was a 10 week wait for an appointment. It was pretty serious and I was prepared for at least surgery and at worst cancer treatment.

For 10 weeks I’ve been on edge and my stress level has been just crippling.

Finally saw the MRI & ultrasound specialists and had the biopsies this week and was given an all clear diagnosis. There is a small bit of “thick fat” but it’s not a tumor or cancerous. It was just a bad diagnosis.

My stress level has reduced so much as I no longer feel like I’m living on borrowed time.

I hadn’t told anyone in my life about it, because there just wasn’t an easy way, so it’s just been bottled up and that’s not healthy.

But I talked to my therapist about it today and opened up to my friends. They were a little angry that I didn’t tell them sooner but they were just glad I’m ok.

It sounds dumb when I read it back, but it was a life changing moment and I have really spent some time looking at my priorities. Make sure I make use of all the time I do have, try and just do better.

Still going to come on here and drag weirdos, but that’s to be expected. Shitposting on here has been my outlet through all this.

Tl;dr thought I had cancer for nearly 3 months but it wasn’t cancer.
kill doctors. behead doctors. roundhouse kick a doctor into the concrete
 
Me too, brother. Me too. At least we have jobs, I guess.
It's better than not having a job. Money doesn't bring you happiness. But it can at least distract you a little bit or let you do shit. I've done the neet life, it sucks.

I imagine a lot of us don't have the lives we imagined. I've come to the conclusion that we were raised for a world that doesn't exist anymore. Not in the typical "the world changes, time moves on" w/e bullshit, but the world is so drastically different.
 
It's better than not having a job. Money doesn't bring you happiness. But it can at least distract you a little bit or let you do shit. I've done the neet life, it sucks.

I imagine a lot of us don't have the lives we imagined. I've come to the conclusion that we were raised for a world that doesn't exist anymore. Not in the typical "the world changes, time moves on" w/e bullshit, but the world is so drastically different.
Society is the problem, not you.

And I'm not being sarcastic. People are grown up hyper-socialized in a democratic system and are taught that the opinions of the everyman and the herd are important and valuable. I disagree. Most people are worthless trash, and we are reaping the outcome of systems (business, cultural, political) designed to appeal to the lowest common deniminator.
 
Finally worked up the courage to social media stalk my old place of employment to see how it's going. I worked a vital, hard-to-staff program and everyone kept asking me "Do you know if they replaced you?"
I guess they couldn't, because they shut it down.... Ouch.
At the end of the day I'm not a volunteer and the work simply wasn't paying enough for the immense burden of working back to back 12hrs, just me with 80 clients.
 
I’ve been thinking about taking overseas trips next year because I have visions of me thinking that I won’t live in the USA anymore. Not going to TMI here, but it’s been happening a lot as of late.
I get the feeling, I'd love elsewhere if I could.

I wonder how Australia is this time of year?
 
Been kinda promoted again, although I need to get another cert before it can be official this time. Asked for another raise but idk if I can get one lol I make more than everyone already.

In case anyone is wondering what all these promotions are:

First I was the janitor, then a higher level grounds worker+dishwasher, then a prep cook+server, then a cook, and now I'm the lead cook for a building of 200 residents :)
All within 8 months! Never worked in kitchen before.
I miss being a janitor but I make 45% more now. It's also crazy how people have gone from treating me like an untouchable, to wanting me around and openly saying they don't like working when I'm not there.

I am saving up to buy a certain micro house (already have the land/property for it) and it's gonna happen within the year. So stoked kiwifrens
 
Today is complete shit.

Woke up extra early for a special task at work and realized that my family's oldest dog was doing worse today. She's pretty much been in decline since August, and we've been treating it as hospice since last week, and today was definitely the day to say goodbye. We decided to make an appointment for after I got off work to send her off, so the day started shitty. Even though she was somewhere between 16-18 (we got her from rescue when she was estimated to be 3 and it would've been 15 years next spring), it's still very hard to put a dog to sleep.

Get to work, task starts off no problem. Get a call around 10am from a rental car company because I've had a rental since the end of October due to a car accident (not my fault), and my insurance has been giving my shop the run-around for secondary estimates. Well the insurance contacted the shop to see when they'd be done, and the owner was rather sharp with them over the run around, and this apparently bent the insurance person's nose out of joint so they told the rental agency that today was the last day they were paying for my rental.

Between my dog and this I pretty much had a meltdown. I called the insurance, of course got voicemail, and pretty much left a moderately hysterical voicemail. My boss and coworkers saw how I was just done and sent me home to decompress.

Upside, me sounding upset caused the insurance to get their head out of their ass with my shop and get things going. My shop has been working on my car, waiting on the okay for the secondary estimate to finish everything. But I still had to turn in my rental, though I can get a new one tomorrow, and still needed to put my dog down.

Now I'm drinking bourbon and cuddling my other dogs who are laying on top of me.
 
I regret what I studied at University, if not having attended University altogether.

I hate my career, it's a big, stinky pile of shit. I've done absolutely anything worth a dime but stoicly suffering hysterical, irrational girlbosses deluded into thinking they're brilliant, independent, strong, empowered females fighting a patriarchy that hates hem just because they're women despite the fact they're allowed a degree of ineptitude and incompetence a white man would never get away with.

I hate office culture, and I hate the insistence on office 'culture'.

Bitch, I don't fucking give a shit about this company or its purported values. I don't fucking want to be your fucking friend nor I want to team-build nor I want to relationship-build nor anything like that. All you whores are going do dinners together while backstabbbing each others, and you're asking me for a fervent identification with this shitty ass company that doesn't pay me enough to live a decent life while your fatass jew bastard overlords are somewhere bathing in gold and pondering how to replace me with a dumb, smelly, rapist pajeet.

Don't come and talk shit about our goals, how we take care of each other, mental health, we're a big family or shit like that. I just do this because I'm not attractive enough to sell my ass to rich perverts.

Fuck off the whole of you.
Sounds like someone had a case of the mondays. :(
 
I've been drinking too much lately and I'm trying to talk myself into not to drink now. Reality is just weighing too much on me tonight and I'm craving an escape. Or should I just have a small drink?
I'm guilty of armchair psychologist-ing you in the past, so you'll have to forgive me (or not) for doing it again, but from the posts I've seen you make not just here but around in general, I think you're past the standard blackpillism and negativity that is typical here (as much as Null tries to Pascal's Wager us into being optimistic), and you're just reinforcing your negative views further and further. Harbinging a bit too much Kali Yuga, if I may pun it.

Not gonna tell you some cliche like "touch grass" or some shit, "always look on the bright side of life" and whistle the little melody, but I really do think you need to find a way to change your perspective a bit, unclench from whatever is keeping you so on edge, so pressed by its weight.

I'll be fucked if I know what or how, tho. All the same I wish you luck brah.

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On my side, lads, I don't think I'm gonna get the apartment I liked.

I'm even starting to reconsider the one from where-my-kid's-best-friend-lives.
 
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