I like to get all up in my snuggie. Get a little weird.
Artist, musical performer, and former derby skater from the Midwest.
I’m single, childless, and married to freedom and adventure.
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I like to get all up in my snuggie. Get a little weird.
I feel bad for these folks.
My building’s HOA kicks ass, but admittedly, the people we elected to it are very ‘live and let live’.
Totally, man.
It’s entirely my fault.
That’s all they ever do.
Say things.
Fuck, this is hilarious.
Well, respectfully, some of us have bills, and there’s nothing worse for my hope in either of these candidates than my grocery, electrical, and medical bills.
I didn’t bother.
I already know how it’s going to go no matter who wins. Everyone gets poorer except the wealthy.
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I would make sure my parents never met.
Save at least $30,000 for retirement within ten years of your first adult job.
If you can, put 15% of your check into your retirement every single check, at minimum.
That will set you up for retirement, especially if you’re entering the work force in your late teens or early twenties.
Same.
When I get lonely, Tinder’s a thing. We both go into it knowing it’s short-term, and it’s cool.
Nope.
It’s just another day. I take myself out to do things all the time, and that’s party enough.
I have about five friends I trust implicitly.
I have hundreds of acquaintances I’m around for various reasons, and I like them, but I keep them all at arms length.
I have everything I need.
I’ve had the cops lie about me too. Luckily my case wasn’t so severe. I’m really, really sorry to hear that happened.
An important distinction these days. I’m curious, how will that dictate the way you vote in the next election? (None of my damn business, but I’m curious.) Feel free to message me about it if you don’t want to post here.
My last (and final) relationship.
I was deeply in love, but the other person broke up with me for valid reasons, and then pretended to take me back so they could mentally fuck with me, and it worked.
I’m now a depressive and a semi-hermit. Luckily for me I always liked being alone, or I’d be miserable, but the experience completely changed my personality and I don’t get close to people anymore.
I hope you find a routine that helps you deal with this. It’s tough stuff, but once you figure out what works for you, coping’s way easier.
Hello’s right.
Mastodon, Lemmy, and the Fediverse in general are what you make of it. I want there to be more content, so most days I post an article or two.
If you want more discussion, do the same, engage with people.
As a depressive myself, I concur. Sounds like OP is one of us.
The key is finding coping strategies. I exercise every day and lift weights five days a week. That helps me tremendously. As far as exercise goes, you basically try everything until you figure out what you like and a routine that works for you. If your energy peaks at a particular time of day, that’s when you should plan to exercise. (For me it’s in the morning.)
I also read a lot of books.
Thing is, I don’t engage with people much, and that actually helps a lot with my mental health. I have one in-office day a week and that’s enough to fill up my social gauge.
TBH, it was a crucial life line for me at a tough time in my life economically.
I didn’t have the energy to work a part-time job and just 90 minutes a week translated to an extra $400-$500 bucks a month.
At its core, it shouldn’t be necessary for people to sell blood and plasma, but Americans vote for for-profit health care and their own impoverishment every two years, so regardless of one’s thoughts on the matter, your very blood is now commoditized at the consent of the voters.