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Right, this is how its done here, too. Outright not paying is a no-no and just gives your landlord/their lawyers ammunition against you should an issue end up bad enough that it lands in front of a judge.
Damn. Over here, they usually just evict
Behaviour up to and including semi-serious death threats and shamelessly divvying up the jewelery of a dead person who was laying in a casket in the next room.
Jesus crust, that's disgusting.

It's never enough to be egomaniacal cunt slits with these people. They always gotta take it one inhuman step further: threatening murder/suicide, fucking stealing jewelry from a dead person who's not even buried yet, casually inviting a kiddie diddler over while his victim was in the house.

On that note, I've decided to go no contact after some talks with acquaintances. No guilt this time, which is a sign to me that it's the right time.

Honestly it's refreshing and liberating now. I have good reason to. I know the alternative would just destroy me. It's so nice to do this and be like "Yes, now I can finally recover and be my own person" without worry.

I'll have to call Foster brother and lay down the law as he's the only one who understands me. But that can wait.

First, I just need to suppress the occasional doubt and the autistic need for utmost transparency by continually reminding myself that I don't need to explain myself. I owe them nothing.

Before that, booze.
 
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Back from the Dr., gonna have surgery. Honestly expected it, the surgery is relatively minor, no inpatient stay but looking at months of recovery. Could've been worse, have to cut the amphetamine-fueled gaming sessions though. No shitposting via phone in bed in the recovery phase either, how will i ever cope?
On that note, I've decided to go no contact after some talks with acquaintances. No guilt this time, which is a sign to me that it's the right time.
First, I just need to suppress the occasional doubt and the autistic need for utmost transparency by continually reminding myself that I don't need to explain myself. I owe them nothing.
This sounds good and the sensible thing to do. As i stated before, i see no outcome that would be beneficial to your well-being otherwise. I agree to your last sentence, especially not if you are the only one making an effort and even moreso because they/she's just a foster parent. I think i mentioned before how my sister was fostered when she was a minor, she also kept contact to a minimum at first and has cut contact eniterly by now. Makes you think what kind of people the state grants foster licenses to, i know other people who were in the system and i never, ever heard any of them say "Yeah, my foster parents were decent.".
 
I managed to fuck myself up pretty good. Got myself with a knife underneath my thumb nail up to the tip of my thumb. Doesn't need stitches thankfully, just serving as an example of my retardation. Reminder to cut away from yourself fellow Kiwis.

In good news the cat got a clean bill of health and her first shots this week. Still haven't come up with a name. "Faggot" was used when she came flying into the room at mach fuck at 2:40 this morning, but I'm assuming the vets won't let me list that next time so I'll have to think on it.
 
Update on my Mum's garden, Been tidying it up all day I don't know how but he managed to break a Sandstone Horse Trough me an my dad drove nearly 200 miles to collect back in Y2k, a Mason friend of mine is coming to examine it see if he can repair it.

But it's loads of little things like small planters my Dad grew strawberries in or plant he'd planted an wrote there name on the Tag's but the worst thing is the Tree, Me my Mum an Dad planted it when we moved in and he's proper butchered it like legitimately might take a decade or more to recover if ever and He somehow managed to damage the fence something I didn't notice yesterday but my mum was my biggest concern so other than a general investigation I didn't do a very detailed look, I have a glazer coming out to check over the windows as well because while he somehow didn't manage to break them I am worried the frames might have took some damage.

I think I should be able to save most if not all the plants, but every plant pot an planter that the tosser could reach is broken so tomorrow I am giving my sister my bank card so her an my mum can pick ones she likes to replace it (and take her to lunch as my treat), and I am going to be installing some Cameras and replacing the section of Fence and a few other things to make her feel more secure, we have floated the idea of getting a Dog to her as well but she's unsure but if we do my Mrs has already said she will handle that.
 
In theory I have four different potential job offerings lined up that might go through eventually. I did receive a voicemail this morning from these school bus training program offering to resume the next part of treating on Monday I did follow up with them on that but I haven't been able to get a hold of the person directly cuz I think she's not working today, actually no one answered the phone when I called not even the operator but I'm sure it's going to work out.
 
The Anisa thread has made me realize I've been living with BPD shitshows all my life. It's exactly the same behaviors and manipulation. And yes, it even includes making someone miss a very important event because "WHAT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M THE ONE YOU SHOULD ADMIRE YOU NOT THEM YES I RUINED A LOT OF LIVES BUT ME ME ME ME"
 
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Guess I'm under a lot of stress this week, I very lightly burnt myself and it took everything in me not to just start crying lmao. Everything is fine, my husband and kids are doing extremely well and our relationships with each other are positive and fulfilling, it's just external stuff/life crises from other people that are upsetting to hear about and that create more work and obligations for me and it weighs heavily on me. I could always just say no to the aforementioned obligations, but it's important to me to help family and friends in need, I just wish it wasn't all at the same time and during a very busy period for our family unit. Whining about it briefly here will help, so thanks.
 
I really try to avoid spilling my spaghet all over the farms but I’m all fucked up lately. I think I need actual professional help but somehow sitting down with some african immigrant asking my pronouns while pretending to give a shit about my problems doesn’t seem like it’ll improve things. And that’s not some /pol/ bullshit talking, that’s literally what happened last time I tried to get help and it put me off ever trying again.

So I‘ve tried very hard to just stubbornly change my outlook, with some success, but life is kicking my ass. I need to get out of this shithole, I think. But it’s hard to leave the shithole where I have a good job (the benefits are great, working exclusively with retarded sheboons is not) and an affordable place to live. I really miss my cat. I’m tired. Don’t ever move to the city.
 
Finally cooked up the rest of the rice so I told my roommate the truth that when I restocked the rice I forgot to check and clean the container and turned out there were bugs in the last little bit of rice I dumped on top. So every time I've been washing the rice like three or four times before cooking, while watching the bugs crawl around in the glass jar.

For some strange reason he did not appreciate me telling him this right after supper. But I feel better for getting that off my chest.
 
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I managed to fuck myself up pretty good. Got myself with a knife underneath my thumb nail up to the tip of my thumb
Is this the part where you tell me you used a harbor freight knife? We got my grandfather one of the 15 bucks ones because they screwed up the 10 dollar ones (they got rid of the serrated teeth and the grip is worse) and immediately he cuts himself exactly how you describe. He actually tried walking it off until we brought him to the hospital (he’s on meds so he doesn’t heal right). This was a month ago.
I need actual professional help but somehow sitting down with some african immigrant asking my pronouns while pretending to give a shit about my problems doesn’t seem like it’ll improve things. And that’s not some /pol/ bullshit talking, that’s literally what happened last time I tried to get help and it put me off ever trying again.
Nah the therapy system is basically how you describe it. I know someone close who dose the therapy classes and I think the only things they tell her is to pick out offensive things in conversations, learn the terminology so you can throw buzzwords at a person you’re arguing with and reaffirming pronouns and other assorted goy. Instead of the usual “hey maybe actually loose some weight and you will feel better about yourself” “hey when you shave half of your head it’s going to deter a lot of people, that’s okay but it’s just a consequence of that” they don’t actually fix anything and keep offering “classes”.
Don’t ever move to the city.
I half agree with this.

On my end business is slow and isn’t sustaining itself, it’s weird because we sell things that are necessary for people but no one is buying in our store. We’re also located in a complex too with 6-7 other stores and they’re finding it hard to get customers. Ones a computer repair shop and you figure with all the geezers in town we would be getting more business. Im also seeing alot more boats, RVs and classic cars for sale so I’m wondering if that’s a sign of things to come.
 
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I'm probably going to get demoted soon, I didn't get to actually relax during the long weekend last weekend because of family obligations, and now I won't get to relax during this weekend either because of more family obligations. I've barely had time to just relax and play a game with my boy, or set up the new 3D printer I bought a few weeks ago.

I'm so tired.
 
The Anisa thread has made me realize I've been living with BPD shitshows all my life. It's exactly the same behaviors and manipulation. And yes, it even includes making someone miss a very important event because "WHAT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M THE ONE YOU SHOULD ADMIRE YOU NOT THEM YES I RUINED A LOT OF LIVES BUT ME ME ME ME"
alright, so what are you gonna do about it?
 
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I'm probably going to get demoted soon, I didn't get to actually relax during the long weekend last weekend because of family obligations, and now I won't get to relax during this weekend either because of more family obligations. I've barely had time to just relax and play a game with my boy, or set up the new 3D printer I bought a few weeks ago.

I'm so tired.
Would the demotion make work easier? Is the finance an issue?
 
Would the demotion make work easier? Is the finance an issue?
It probably would, and it sounds like the salary wouldn't be cut too deeply, but it looks really bad on a resume, and frankly, I don't see any opportunities to grow at this company anymore. On the other hand, I suppose it would give me a "lazier" job I could somewhat half-ass and focus on trying to start some kind of side business.
 
Update on my Mum's garden, Been tidying it up all day I don't know how but he managed to break a Sandstone Horse Trough me an my dad drove nearly 200 miles to collect back in Y2k, a Mason friend of mine is coming to examine it see if he can repair it.

But it's loads of little things like small planters my Dad grew strawberries in or plant he'd planted an wrote there name on the Tag's but the worst thing is the Tree, Me my Mum an Dad planted it when we moved in and he's proper butchered it like legitimately might take a decade or more to recover if ever and He somehow managed to damage the fence something I didn't notice yesterday but my mum was my biggest concern so other than a general investigation I didn't do a very detailed look, I have a glazer coming out to check over the windows as well because while he somehow didn't manage to break them I am worried the frames might have took some damage.

I think I should be able to save most if not all the plants, but every plant pot an planter that the tosser could reach is broken so tomorrow I am giving my sister my bank card so her an my mum can pick ones she likes to replace it (and take her to lunch as my treat), and I am going to be installing some Cameras and replacing the section of Fence and a few other things to make her feel more secure, we have floated the idea of getting a Dog to her as well but she's unsure but if we do my Mrs has already said she will handle that.
Really, what a total piece of shit. You pressing charges on the motherfucker, right? Do you know if he's a drunk or a druggie? Absolute head case behaviour.
somehow sitting down with some african immigrant
What the hell? They put africans in counselor positions in your neck of the woods? The african mindset is completely different from the non-african, and i'm not going for some /pol/ shit here, either. Even if he studied psychology in a non-african country, there are fundamental differences in how the thought processes regarding problem solving, coping mechanisms etc. work, i have a hard time believing that it is compatible in any way and your experience says as much. The pronoun thing is kinda hilarious.
On my end business is slow and isn’t sustaining itself, it’s weird because we sell things that are necessary for people but no one is buying in our store. We’re also located in a complex too with 6-7 other stores and they’re finding it hard to get customers. Ones a computer repair shop and you figure with all the geezers in town we would be getting more business. Im also seeing alot more boats, RVs and classic cars for sale so I’m wondering if that’s a sign of things to come.
My city is still in the post-Covid throes even if everyone, from politicians to the average citizen, is denying it. Stores are just empty, from restaurants to stuff like clothing stores, electronic stores etc. The only ones who can ride that shit out are the big name stores but i can't imagine their bottom lines are looking too good. Tourist season also just started and you see noticeably less of them at the popular spots compared to the '10's. Shit's fucked, and most likely will stay fucked for quite some time. The retail and restaurant business is basically dead, which is crazy to witness in a city of ~4 mill.
 
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It probably would, and it sounds like the salary wouldn't be cut too deeply, but it looks really bad on a resume, and frankly, I don't see any opportunities to grow at this company anymore. On the other hand, I suppose it would give me a "lazier" job I could somewhat half-ass and focus on trying to start some kind of side business.
If you spend a decent amount of time in the demoted position it could be spun as you willing to set aside your pride to be the most effective employee you can. I think as the competency crisis gets worse it may be seen as a bad thing to continually promote people until they land in a role they are useless in.

Plus having space time to explore different tasks you can do in the company could help a lot for horizontal advancement. Like maybe the exact career path that's usually taken doesn't work for you, but a different career that you can apply your skills to might be better.

Then again, if I ever have an autobiography the title will be "The Solace of Mediocrity" so my opinions my be flawed.
 
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