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Got my diploma today. Was worried I hadn’t actually finished all my degree requirements.

Am worried about student loan debt. I’ve paid off 30% so far (39k down to 27k), but I don’t have a job and that sweet extra federal unemployment money runs out at the end of the month. I don’t have to start paying until October and I have a year’s worth of payments set aside so I’m good for right now, but nonetheless.

I’m finally being a big leaf and learning how to drive!
watch out for dessicated leaves on your local roads...I’m coming.
I passed the driving test and they didn’t even make me parallel park which is supposedly required in my state. This also means my internship that starts this week in another state that I need to know how to drive for can happen as planned, so I’m super excited about that.
 
Major empathy burnout. My boyfriend's emotional issues are constant, my ex messaged me out of the blue a week or so ago to ask how I felt about being in his will because he wants to kill himself, and one of my younger cousins attempted suicide twice last week and my mother wants me to go with her to visit regularly now. I am terrible at comforting/consoling people in general but god damn this is getting to be so much that I'm finding it increasingly hard to keep giving a fuck and I don't know what to do anymore. It doesn't help that I am not in the best state of mind myself, and I'm bouncing between guilt over feeling shitty for "lesser" problems and resentment over having no one who cares about my feelings because they're either too concerned with others or themselves. I want to turn my phone off and leave town for a week or two. Or forever, I dunno.
That's rough as hell generally and your ex sounds like a total dick, pulling that shit. If no one else is going to look after your mental/emotional health, then it falls to you to do so, even if it means "abandoning" some of those in your circle. If they give a fig for your wellbeing, they'll understand why you need to isolate yourself from some, if not all, of what's being thrown on you. If you need to, and such services are available and viable, it wouldn't hurt to talk to someone about it, confidentially. At the least, you might get some perspective about which issues are the most pressing for you. You can't help or comfort anyone else if you're wrung out yourself.
 
Breakdown.

Going back to work was nice; a proper work environment was an an amazing change for all of two weeks. That’s no longer going to happen because over the weekend, somebody ripped open my fucking car and did such a retarded job trying to steal it that it won’t start at all anymore due to all the fucking damage to the key cylinder and electronics. It was right outside my fucking home.

I filed a police report with all available information and the police told me they weren’t going to do shit, not even so much as investigate due to “lack of solvability.” I talked to a cop who said essentially that there are too many criminals and not enough personnel in this city anymore and he had not one fucking answer about what could or should be done. I contacted my insurance and they’re not doing shit either. I’m reaching out to the mayor’s office and got bounced around and now they’ve had me on hold with social services for over a fucking hour. I don’t feel safe in this hellhole and now I can’t even fucking escape.

Only my family has even tried to be of help. I tried to climb out of the abyss I’ve lived in for half my life and there are too many fucking crabs digging in their claws.
 
I've taken long enough of a hiatus to piece my life back together enough. I'm gonna make the videos I promised so I don't have to have them on my mind anymore.

I can't just give up, this is the only thing I've ever been good at, I can make it as an entertainer if I try, I have to improve, I have to keep going.

I've 4 days, I can do this.
 
Talked to my family again. I have two more days on my freedom ride, and the conversation I had with them has genuinely made me wonder if there's even a point to living anymore? The only positive validation I get is from strangers on the internet and my one or two friends in meatspace. Hell, my boyfriend broke up with me over the whole covid thing.

I have two days to make a decision, I guess.
 
Relaxing today for a day off from a job I managed to get last month as a puller for Home Depot. Much as I can joke about my college degree only getting me a basic ass job, I honestly don't mind the shit I do even though its just minimum wage since it does at least get me moving on my feet and despite getting some stresses from the job as with a couple days ago. It helps my manager was understanding about what was going on with why some orders got overdue. Stupid as it sounds, I prefer that stress over some family bullshit I faced half a year earlier that really soured my view on one family member while making me wonder if my relationship with my dad is now gonna be forever strained since his wife is now with him again and she has authority over him due to his health.
 
Talked to my family again. I have two more days on my freedom ride, and the conversation I had with them has genuinely made me wonder if there's even a point to living anymore? . . .
There is. If only on the basis that to choose otherwise is to forever remove any possibility of things improving. Things would in fact, get worse. Not for you, granted, but most certainly for everyone in your circle that even tangentially gives a damn about you.
 
Had another episode of my skin disease. Will to everything is all time low again.

But on the bright side Null took down Guntfucking.gif from the main page and I can have erection again.
 
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Update on my achilles tendon: It's actually perfectly fine now and hasn't hurt all week, so I was just freaking out over nothin'. But at the same time that bad run I mentioned left me pretty much hobbling, and the awkward gait might have caused some issues with my ankle and knee, becasue those are giving me minor pain. So I think I hurt myself hurting myself. Why can't I just be a amazing lady-Chad immune to all bodily issues?

In better news I woke up to a thunderstorm this morning which was pretty cool.
 
Update on my achilles tendon: It's actually perfectly fine now and hasn't hurt all week, so I was just freaking out over nothin'. But at the same time that bad run I mentioned left me pretty much hobbling, and the awkward gait might have caused some issues with my ankle and knee, becasue those are giving me minor pain. So I think I hurt myself hurting myself. Why can't I just be a amazing lady-Chad immune to all bodily issues?

In better news I woke up to a thunderstorm this morning which was pretty cool.
Thats great news. I'm unsure of what the time frame was, but it looks short so ligament issues are a great thing to not have. Do you stretch your calves every night and foam roll them?

Fucked up my sleep schedule again. What's the easiest and fastest way to fix it?
For me and the kind of work schedules I have as a developer I have to maintain a strict daily routine to really not have that happen. But when you're lying awake and you have a moment of clarity its not going to be a night of restful sleep. So the routine part is the only real thing that I've found to work.
 
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For me and the kind of work schedules I have as a developer I have to maintain a strict daily routine to really not have that happen. But when you're lying awake and you have a moment of clarity its not going to be a night of restful sleep. So the routine part is the only real thing that I've found to work.
Routine forces me not to fuck over my sleeping schedule, but as soon as the routine gets broken I just completely fuck it up. Right now I'm on my first week of my three weeks vacation and I already fucked up my sleep schedule.
 
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Today I found out that while I still will be working from home three days a week, the other two days I will be in the office. I never thought I would say this, but I want to return to the office. Seriously. Working from home does not suit me well at all. It is fucking depressing.
 
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Routine forces me not to fuck over my sleeping schedule, but as soon as the routine gets broken I just completely fuck it up. Right now I'm on my first week of my three weeks vacation and I already fucked up my sleep schedule.
Unless you got some ambien of some shit, I have no clue how. The meditation people to me are full of shit.
 
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