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Every single time I've been done wrong by a boss (even a literal rapist-pedo-murderer), I fault myself. Then you meet people like this and go "oh right, they were subhuman and this is what real good people act like". :)
I honestly think I might need to see a therapist.

"I've been in an abusive relationship for the last 13 years and now I flinch when people don't hit me"
 
I honestly think I might need to see a therapist.

"I've been in an abusive relationship for the last 13 years and now I flinch when people don't hit me"
It was so awkward when I had a boss that was new to the position being genuinely concerned about shitty coworkers.
 
Fuck it we are certainly investing in a new network adapter. Fuck Realtek with a giant rusted nail.
Got the network adapter, was a nightmare to install but got it done. I'm very exhausted and my fingers hurt. Went to the dentist the other day and now I have to remove the third wisdom tooth. Joy.

Weirdly, the dentist was also super fascinated by the fact that I apparently have a fifth wisdom tooth, a mini tooth that's just sitting in my jawbone. According to her, it's super rare. They also want me to wear braces. Either by daytime or for sleeping because I got some kind of horsebite or something. Joy x2.

Got a bunch of appointments coming up; psychiatry, doctor, optician, dentist - again. I feel kinda stressed.
 
I wish I had bought ramen yesterday. The bland kind, the combination of salt and water would have done a lot for my dehydration. Pickles have worked for now.
 
I drank a bottle of whiskey on the way to a diner and blacked out
I just remember at some point I fucking puked all over myself and someone told me I had to leave, they kept asking if they should call me an ambulance and they said I didn't have to pay just get out
I woke up in my car 4 hours later to someone from inside banging on my window asking if I needed an ambulance
Jesus fucking christ :really:
 
I drank a bottle of whiskey on the way to a diner and blacked out
I just remember at some point I fucking puked all over myself and someone told me I had to leave, they kept asking if they should call me an ambulance and they said I didn't have to pay just get out
I woke up in my car 4 hours later to someone from inside banging on my window asking if I needed an ambulance
Jesus fucking christ :really:
So like a typical Tuesday night.
 
Since moving and settling in, I really need to learn to get out of the apartment, and get social hobbies and/or find where people go to interact on weekends. And, lord help me for admitting this on the Farms, find someone to date and maybe form a relationship with since I'm half a year from when middle age traditionally starts and I'd like to settle down with a good lady before it's too late (hurr hurr already is right everyone?). I haven't ever used dating apps nor will, though. I am also in the cursed position of my energy drained from work and exercise (which I enjoy as a core aspect of my life) to really have motivation to go out than just catch up on rest, alongside having to actually figure out, erm, social hobbies to try out and thus deal with people socially. I've always been in the weird-ish position of being a social retard not from anxiety (if I need to talk to anyone for any reason? Cool, I'll hunt them down) but isolation: almost entirely from living in the boonies the vast majority of my life and thus very, very used to being on my own and without "a reason" just don't interact with anyone.

Otherwise in life:

-Work's going well I like to think.... I feel okay so far with it. I like the job a ton and wanna learn more, but the boss of the lab is also my trainer and is too flooded with boss-stuff to do much training so far. I decided to go back to co-workers to keep busy with them and learn their specialties for now while trying to pick up on the stuff/training I was actually hired for. I still have an innate fear of being fired for not doing enough, but I also know for once I'm doing as I should, if that makes sense?
-I like where I live too, everything's walkable and in distance to check out if I feel like moving in terms of foot and not gas. Expensive, but that's New England for ya.
-Budgeting is a pain in the ass in I really wanna put a ton into savings "in case", and thus in the weird position where obviously that's good to do but I need to also live a little, ya dig (which is related to the above initial thought, I suppose)?
-Being away from family has opened up how shitty they were for my psyche and not being my own person until finally getting away. I'll always love them and know the same to me, but my parents chose their fates to be miserable with one another and I no longer will be their peacekeeper between them.
-I miss my cat terribly and still prepping the place up to take her in, she'll miss family but glad to be with me and away from the family pets (she never liked any of them and vice-versa).
 
So a few weeks ago, I dropped by my local watering hole (it's within walking distance from home so this solves a lot of problems associated with going out to have a drink or three) just to hang out and have a few G&Ts. Ran in to the usual regulars and had the usual good times for a while.

Long story short, met a lovely goth-adjacent alternative girl that night around 2200 and we ended up chatting and low-key flirting until last call. Exchanged numbers and later some texts and calls and after a few super fun/chill dates eventually fluids and now we're a proper thing. Surprisingly, it turns out that we can both talk to each other for hours but also just chill the fuck out and enjoy silence together and we both get which of those modes works best for us at any given time. She finds my hobby obsessions amusing and I dig the stuff she's into (or maybe just her enthusiasm for it) as well.

Not sure where this ultimately goes, but it's been pretty fantastic so far.
 
Welp, I had a terrible week and a half by the end of which I sterilized my cat, so now I feel like an asshole despite people telling me it was correct decision. It still feels wrong since now she is in a bodysuit to keep her from scratching stitches and she will never have kids. Yeah, she is just a cat, but ultimately it was my decision to make my life easier. Sounds selfish as fuck.
 
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