WHY am I?
No. I’m pretty burnt out.
Everything I read on burnout says that the best (only?) way to treat it is to reduce or remove whatever is causing such chronic, disproportionate stress. Unfortunately, much of my burnout is caused by the most basic aspects of living (partly because I have disabilities that make it hard to reliably fulfill my basic needs, even with support).
Given that cutting out the bad stuff isn’t an option, I’ve been trying to instead add more good stuff to my life, in hopes that it will increase my capacity and thus reduce my relative level of burnout. I’m so tremendously tired though. I’m trying so hard because I do want to live, and there are things I feel I can offer the world. However, sometimes, in my exhaustion, I find myself thinking wistfully about the depression I felt as a young adult — it was simpler when I genuinely and wholeheartedly wanted to die. In some ways, it was easier to be hopeless and merely staying alive for other people.
I’m just tired.
My long time girlfriend that cheated on me and got pregnant is solely confiding in me because she found out the other guy cheated on her. I’m an innocent and relatively quiet guy. I feel like I’m being pulled into a black hole.
Turn off your phone and hide. Or just straight up tell her to fuck off. You know, as a third party, you can help people but you’re in too deep, it’s best for you to cut off all ties. Who has the time to deal with this bullshit fuckery? Plus, I can show you a real black hole. Say No, Baby Mama Drama.
go with your gut instinct. if you feel like you’re being pulled into a black hole, you are.
I recoiled very hard when I read this… im not sure what you will do next, but good luck man. reach out if you need a random person to talk to.
After we split, my ex wife used to call and tell me about all the guys she screwed on her journey for meaning. Your best option is to not answer the phone. The only way to win is not to play.
You should tell her you used to know that guy, and he has HIV.
Doesn’t have to be true, but fuck her! I mean, not with your penis, because ew, but just in general. To hell with her! Gaslight the fuck out of her, and give her anxiety and crippling depression. Act like you’re being a supportive ex, while at the same time driving her to the depths of insanity.
Bonus points if you can convince her that the guy actually died 10 years ago, and she slept with a ghost.
not even close but at least lately a bit better than last couple months
I’m not ok, but I’m gonna be alright.
Every little thing…
Stressed. It feels like the world is falling apart around me. It’s like we’re speed running our own destruction. I’m ready for some peace.
I think I’m doing well all things considered, thanks!
The only reason I can’t speak for certainty is because of my anxiety from well… gesters at what’s happening to my country. This anxiety is also making my executive distinction worse which is probably my biggest day-to-day challenge at the moment.
gesters at what’s happening to the country
Yeah…that’ll do it. I don’t even know which country specifically you’re from. I assume one of the ones on Earth. And honestly that whole planet is a flaming dumpster fire.
Except Antartica.
Yeah, that one is just a melting dumpster… slushy?
Yep the whole thing is fucked it’s bound to effect other things
Going to the cystic fibrosis clinic today, I hate going to the doctor but it’s an upgrade because I used to have to go to the transplant clinic instead which would require way more invasive tests but I’m still nervous. But aside from all the shitty stuff going on in the world things have been ok for me, my daughter is home for the summer from college and we have been really relishing our together time
Pretty shite, honestly. Going to be a bit of a piece of shit until Friday at 5, at which point I’ll be disappearing from society for a few days
Ah, the weekend bender. When you wake up Tuesday morning, take a shower, and wonder why you have a “welcome to Michigan” bumper sticker slapped on your ass.
…when did you go to Michigan?
Tea-totaler actually, unless it’s a REALLY bad week. Then my friend Jack comes for a visit and things get even more fucked up.
More of just a hermit.
No.
Hangin in, my homie, hangin in :)
It couldn’t be going worse, Keith.
I haven’t been okay in over 40 years, why should today be any different?
Hahah
Well, I resigned from my job and enrolled in a famous university for another degree.
Also applied, interviewed, and was hired for a ptj - all in the same day.
Oh wow what’s your degree in
I have a Geology degree. I’m enrolled in the Biochemistry program.
That’s incredible well done 👏
I feel like I have a bright future ahead.
