#i DID say i had 10 hours to think about this

[yunyunsyndr0me]

Under the cut

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

Only my mother

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

Sister

03: Do you regret anything?

A lot

04: Are you insecure?

Yes

05: What is your relationship status?

Single

06: How do you want to die?

The way God intended

07: What did you last eat?

Salmon

08: Played any sports?

Was never athletic

09: Do you bite your nails?

No

10: When was your last physical fight?

Over 6 years ago

11: Do you like someone?

Not currently

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

Yes

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

Yes

14: Do you miss someone?

Yes

15: Have any pets?

No

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

Bored

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

No

18: Are you scared of spiders?

Yes

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

Yes

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

Dont know what that means

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

School tomorrow

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

Never

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

No

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

Math, physics

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

Yes

26: What are you craving right now?

Buldak

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

Don't think so

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

No

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

No

30: What’s irritating you right now?

Stomach ache

31: Does somebody love you?

Unfortunately

32: What is your favourite color?

Pink

33: Do you have trust issues?

Yes

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

Don't remember

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

Mom

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

Yes

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

Forgive

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

I hope so

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Never had

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

No wtf

51: Favourite food?

Noodles

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

Yes

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

Scrolling

54: Is cheating ever okay?

Usually not

55: Are you mean?

I try not to be

56: How many people have you fist fought?

057: Do you believe in true love?

Yes

58: Favourite weather?

Wind, rain

59: Do you like the snow?

Yes

60: Do you wanna get married?

No

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

No

62: What makes you happy?

Gamea

63: Would you change your name?

Definitely

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

No

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

Reject but keep being friends

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

No

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

Dad

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Oomf

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

No

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

Yes

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[luckymousey]

Defending Trey Clover, an essay

I just fucking saw a post shit-talking about Trey and I'm so fucking angry that instead of shit-talking them back in my mind I'm going to write an essay about how I see Trey and why he's not a bad character.

I haven’t seen his dream, so there might be some mistakes here, and yes, there might be some slight spoilers for those who haven't seen his dream like me

⚠️English is not my first language⚠️

Trey Clover

We all know who he’s.

He’s like the older brother/mother of Heartslabyul.

The one who takes care of the young ones.

The one who tries to blend in with the crowd.

And also one of the most misunderstood and hated characters in all the fandom.

Like, all the hate directed to him is just because of the fact that he didn’t do anything to help Riddle when his mom caught them eating tarts.

All the haters don’t understand one single thing.

Trey was a kid.

He was just a kid, he didn’t know the real consequences of Riddle sneaking out, he just wanted to have some fun, like any child wants to, he had no real power against Mrs. Rosehearts, even if he shouted, even if he fought for Riddle, it would’ve been of no use, even more, I’m sure Riddle would have been punished in a worse way if Trey stood up for him, AND, his family and him had to endure a five hours yelling of Mrs. Rosehearts; Trey was behind his parents, looking how the tears flooded down his friend’s cheek, how Riddle’s mother was shouting and how his parents were being yelled at by something that wasn’t even bad, god damnit, he was severely affected by everything that happened that day.

They even mention in his dream (I read this as a spoiler, I’m not sure) that his family laugh at what happened that day, but I don't think it's a: “it wasn’t bad at all, just a slight, small scare” laughing, but a “I can’t cry about it, so I can only laugh” laughing (like, everytime the teacher hands out our exams, a lot of my classmates say this)

And Riddle’s mom is someone pretty famous.

Trey once said that they were curious about the kid who lived in the biggest house in the neighborhood, so that means she’s also pretty rich.

In other words, she is powerful.

(Power means the money and fame, but it has another meaning, which I��ll be talking about later)

There was nothing a family of bakers could do at that moment, even if they were kind of famous, much less a 10 year old kid.

And think about how he felt when he realized Riddle wouldn’t be leaving his house for a long time.

Think about how he felt when he received his NRC admission letter (or whatever the crow sends them), thinking about how he probably won’t be seeing Riddle, no matter how much he hoped for it, now that he was going to study somewhere else.

Think about how excited he was about Riddle’s admission in his same school only to be greeted by the reflection of the woman who shouted for 5 hours straight, in his parents’ bakery, some years ago.

Trey wasn’t and isn’t a bad friend, he was a ten year old child and in the Heartslabyul Arc he was an eighteen year old who was still traumatized, no matter how he tried to hide it, he’s not fine, he’s not ok, he’s not alright. He’s not as extremely traumatized as Riddle, who suffered years of abuse from his mom first hand, but he’s still bothered by what happened.

Unlike a lot of people say, Trey did not encourage Riddle to become a tyrant, he did not try to mold him into one, and he did not accept Riddle’s new way of being.

He just didn’t know what to do.

As I said before, he was excited to see Riddle again, he really was, Cater said Trey couldn’t stop talking about Riddle to everyone, so the fact that Riddle had a 360º change (a change that resembled him a lot like his mother), kind of scared him, because that Riddle wasn’t his friend, he wasn’t the Riddle he meet when they were kids, he wasn’t the Riddle who laughed, played and spent his time with.

We could say Trey was paralyzed for one whole year and some months because he was still trying to find a way to digest all the new information he received.

It would be something similar to living but not living at the same time.

He was studying, baking cake as always, taking care of his peers, you know, being his usual self; but deep inside, he was processing everything, he was trying to understand Riddle.

Honestly, I even imagine Trey broke down into tears, in front of his family, when he went back home for the winter holidays in his second year.

I am sure he was affected by how much Riddle changed in all the time they didn’t see each other.

Now, even if he was paralyzed, why couldn’t he try to stop Riddle?

Because Riddle became just like his mom, if someone said something he didn’t like, he would get beheaded, and that only makes Trey think back of Riddle’s mom, because it’s the same situation.

He had no power against him.

And yes, yes, he can overwrite Riddle’s UM, but…would that change Riddle?

Of course not.

And that's what I was referring to when I said he had no power against his mother, it’s not only about magic, money and fame, but also the fact that neither of the two Rosehearts would change their way of thinking so easily, they would be constantly: “I’m right and that’s final” (Riddle’s way of thinking was more like: “my mother is always right, so if she says it’s like this, then it’s like this”)

Because of that, Trey started thinking: ”I can’t change him, so the only thing I can do to not make anyone suffer anymore is to try to please and calm him down”

There was no way Trey would’ve been able to stop Riddle with that thought in mind, so Trey in reality is not a ‘bad’ or an ‘useless’ character, he is the type of person who needed a little push to realize that it was better to try than not trying at all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So, yeah, this is my essay, nothing more, and I hope that those haters finally understand Trey’s whole design and purpose in the history

(Also, a lot of people also say that his dream is dumb and everything, and, again, I’ve not seen his dream, it has not been translated and I sadly don’t have the game, but I know that he’s the type of person who likes to bake sweets and offers them to comfort people, so in reality, I don’t think his dream is dumb, I think that is the way he sees people can be happy, you know, like: “here, it won’t immediately solve your problems, but I’m sure one slice won’t hurt” type of thought (like what happened in one of Vil’s cards, I think it was Vil’s), he just wants to be in a place where everyone can be happy one way or another, and that ended up in them being turned into meatballs, because he believes that sweets always sweeten life (yes, I made pun on that))

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

It is Axl roses birthday today and i request a fic celebrating that

A/n: I know I'm a day late but I had shit man😔 not like anyone asked for anything on STEVENS BIRTHDAY

Kinda glad I waited though because this is a much better idea

Warnings: Angst, reader just kinda cries a lot but Axl ends up comforting her and taking her upstairs to his room, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

This pic has me giggling. Fair god mother ass pose

Axl wasn't always around to keep an eye on his house, so he hired you. You were young and needed a way to pay for university, it was a good paying job, close to the school and Axl gave you a room year round for company mostly.

When he was home he helped you, mostly with cleaning and moving furniture around but he did his best in the kitchen.

Despite what your family and friends thought he was really sweet to you, always doing what he could to help, even with your studies; he had no idea what you were doing and got stuck every time he looked at your work, but he made trips to the store and got you snacks, he'd stay up late with you.

For your birthday last year he gave you a car, he usually just leant you his, sometimes he'd drive you himself or he'd pay for a cab. It's not that he minded doing any of that, he just knew how you felt about it.

You felt like a burden, he was really just the sweet man that took care of you and felt terrible every time you asked for the smallest thing. Axl had no one, he had friends, obviously, but he had no family. All he wanted was this big, happy family, and he never got it. He would do anything to spend more time with the few people he liked, especially you.

Since he had done so much for you you wanted to do one thing for him, so you planned and you cooked, you ordered a Queen cake that was really meant for a kids birthday but it was just for the two of you, it was the thought that counts.

When planning for things you had to keep it a surprise, so you told him you were studying for finals. It worked perfect, he never asked about anything, although he did buy a concerning amount of energy drinks.

It all came crashing down on his birthday. You'd spent so much time planning out your idea for his birthday you hadn't taken into account that he would make plans for his birthday.

Worst case scenario was that he would invite more people over, which you initially thought that morning of, but then you found him nowhere in the house as you scrambled around to set things up.

Finally, you checked your phone to find a text from him. "Decided to give you some time to yourself for your studying, be back later, don't worry about food." He sent a little heart and winky face emoji. All your work, the time and effort to get food and preparations together. For nothing. You were ruined.

You shot him a quick text, as tears filled your eyes, asking when he'd be home. He said around 10:00 pm, it was late but it gave you a chance to at least try and do something.

You cried for the first few hours, really. It was hard, he got you everything you ever wanted, and you couldn't do this one thing for him. You had to try, so you decorated the dining room, setting up the small table where you two ate together.

You wrapped your present for him and set it on his seat, just before the clock hit 10:00 you got the cake out and brought it to the table, a lighter at the ready for when he came home.

Five minutes and he hadn't shown up, he was just saying his goodbyes and it had kept him.

Fifteen minutes late, he couldn't end his stories, just a little bit longer.

When half an hour had passed and he hadn't come back you decided to text him, asking if his dinner was almost done. Ten minutes passed before he texted back that he'd bring you back leftovers, no indication of how much longer he'd be.

After forty-five minutes you put the cake back in the fridge, wiping your tears from your eyes and sitting back at the table. You couldn't bring yourself to go back to bed, you brought your feet onto the chair and hugged yourself, resting your chin on your knees as tears rolled down your cheeks.

It didn't take long for your crying to get worse, your body trembling and sobs choked out of you.

It was around 12:00 when you finally heard a car pull into the garage. You did your best to wipe away your tears but you could only do so much. Your makeup was ruined, eyes red and puffy, lip quivering.

Axl came in, finding the house dark. He planned to be quiet and just head right up to bed, doing his best to not disturb you, however, the dining room was right by the stairs so he saw the light on, and the streamers and balloons, everything you set up for his birthday.

Most importantly, he saw you sitting alone at the table, having clearly been crying.

His brows furrowed and he rushed over to you, taking the seat next to you and cupping your face in his hands. "Sweetheart, what happened?" He asked, voice deep and soothing as he looked over you with great worry.

You sniffled, wiping your eyes a final time before speaking. "I-I got everything ready and you-you weren't even here..." You mumbled.

Axl's worry shifted to confusion. "You got everything ready?" He asked. "What did you get ready?" He could take a guess from the decorations but he still asked the question.

"For your birthday!" You said, looking up at him, a desperation in your eyes. "I got a-a cake and decorations, I got it all together, and you-you weren't even here." You knew it wasn't his fault, he didn't know a thing about all this, but you were tired and hurt.

Axl pressed his lips together, eyes flickering over your face. "You really did all that? For me?" You nodded, letting him pull you into his arms. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart... I had no idea." He kissed your temple and pulled away from you, just enough to look you in the eye. "How about I make it up to you?"

Your pout deepened for a second at his offer. "But it's your birthday, I-I was trying to do something special for you!" He nodded and pulled you right back into his arms.

"I know, I know... but you've been stressed, right? With finals."

"There are no finals, it's fucking February, the semester just started." This was getting him nowhere so he lifted you up and carried you upstairs. Your room was just down the hall from his so you didn't question it, and it wasn't the first time he'd carried you around the house, he often found you crashed on the couch or elsewhere and brought you back to bed.

You wrapped yourself around him and only questioned it when he brought you into his room. "What're you doing..?" You asked, voice soft, but you weren't protesting.

"You wanted to surprise me on my birthday, and I want to make you feel better." He explained, setting you down on your back on the bed before crawling over top of you. "Two birds, one stone." You stared up at him, wide eyed and... oddly, very turned on.

Axl kissed down your neck, unbuttoning your top. He brushed the fabric aside and kissed over your chest, watching you carefully and making sure you were comfortable with where he was heading. "You can tell me to stop if you want." He assured, leaving a last kiss on your chest before helping you take your shirt off.

You gave a small nod, holding yourself up and unclipping your bra. "I know." You tossed your clothes to the side and laid back down, smiling warmly up at him.

He smiled back at you and continued to trail kisses down your stomach, your breathing getting heavy, tears drying up quickly now. He stripped you down to your panties, taking his time and muttering praise all the while. "You did a good job, sweetheart, getting a little dinner for us, for me." He mused, placing a final kiss on your lower abdomen, just above the lace of your panties. "You did perfect, now just relax and let me do the work."

[waughymommy]

COLLEGE STUDENT IN DIAPER 🧷

Chapter 5

That evening at the dinner table. every time I looked up, Evelyn was staring at me. She would give me a smile when our eyes met. I would smile back.

The time came, time to get our diapers on.

I have and have not been dreading this all night.

Aunt Kathy took Evelyn and I and she cleaned us, powdered us up, then diapered us. Evelyn was  first. I stared up at the ceiling while Evelyn was diapered. When it was my turn, I looked and Evelyn had lifted her upper body up on an elbow. She was watching Aunt Kathy diaper me!

Aunt Kathy and Uncle John left the livingroom and Evelyn cam and put a hand on my diapered front. Being a guy and not knowing if she was going to squeeze me there or not, I grabbed her wrist and removed her hand.

"I can feel your man thing through your diaper!" Evelyn stated.

"Evelyn please don't touch me there,I, I am over 18 and what you want will get me thrown in prison. You are only 17 years old!" I said.

"I will be 18 in three months from today though!" She pleaded!

I started thinking, yep three more months.

"You can watch when mom diapers me, John Jr. used to."

"No I can't, Aunt Kathy would cut my testicles off and poke my eyes out"

Evelyn smiled and said "Yeah she would, wouldn't she! Willy just so you know I have always had a crush on you. I looked foreward to your visits here or ours to your place, they were always the best!"

"Don't tell anyone but I have always had a huge crush on you, you were always the most beautiful girl I knew by far!" I told her!

"You noticed me! With John Jr. being so sick, everybody seen him, I was an afterthought! You took me and I got to see you play football and play tag and other games John Jr. couldnt! The worst day of my life and the best was the day he died, does that make sense?"

"Evelyn believe it or not it does, I understand it. On one hand you lost your brother the only one you had, on the other people started seeing you, mainly Aunt Kathy and Uncle John!"

"That's it, that is exactly it! Thank You!"

Aunt Kathy came back, "What are you two up to, as if I didnt know! Did he kiss you Evelyn?" She asked?

I was shocked!

"No mom, he is 18 and scared of repercussions with the law, and you." Evelyn said.

"Me? Willy your mom and I we always thought you two would be perfect for each other!"

"You did?" We both said.

Neither one of had heard this theory before.

"Go ahead kiss her!" Aunt Kathy said.

At first I looked at Aunt Kathy like she had three heads.

I took Evelyn and I kissed her. I kissed her for another 10 seconds. Aunt Kathy had said "That's enough, that's enough" about 3 times.

We broke Evelyn had a huge smile on her face, "Wow, that was better than I imagined it would be!"

Aunt Kathy said "I guess I will have to keep an eye on you two!"

Evelyn went to her room and I went to mine.

Evelyn now knows how I feel about her! I though.

Aunt Kathy brought me a glass of warm milk.

She waited for the glass I drank it down.

20 minutes later the milk did it's job I fell asleep.

My dreams were of Evelyn and I getting married, it was heaven.

I awoke needing to pee like crazy!

I went to go to the toilet, dammit I was wearing a diaper, a cloth diaper. Even if I could get it off I could never get it back on again.

I looked at the clock 5:43, breakfast was almost an two hours and half away at 8:30am. No way I can last that that long! 

I remembered how disappointed Aunt Kathy was that I was dry yesterday. I started trying to wet the diaper, my toilet training was strong, my bladder wouldn't let a drop out. I wasn't peeing in a toilet. I got an Idea I went and stood in front of the toilet, I was good until I felt the warmness of my urine spreading inside my diaper. My brain said "Hey wait a minute it's not supposed to feel like this!" My bladder shut down again!

"I began to say it's okay I'm wetting my bed!"

My brain said "Is that all?" My flow started again. I was done and my brain said., "Hey wait a minute, were not a bedwetter!" If I hadn't of been done, I knew that a single drop wouldnt get out now! 

I went back to bed my penis was encased in a nice warm, but damp cocoon. That was my last thought before when my alarm went off and I got up to eat breakfast.

Aunt Kathy checked me and found me wet, I had to pee about 5:45am. She looked pleased and disappointed at the same time. 

After breakfast Evelyn and I were released from our diapers. With it being Saturday we cleaned the house top to bottom.

Evelyn and I had a few more opportunities to steal a few kisses.

[butchlifeguard]

something i was thinking about on stand yesterday.. danganronpa shsl lifeguard who tries to save a dying person they find, bonus points if they dont come clean about it at first because they think they actually killed that person with their efforts

[beneathsilverstars]

i keep adding things to this one post and then realizing they'd make more sense as a separate post. so here's how the party explained what happened in dagger ending au to bonnie:

Siffrin was very sad and worried about everyone leaving, because he was alone before he met us and he didn't want to be alone again. But he didn't talk about it because we all had plans that seemed very important, and he didn't want to get in the way, and he didn't want to admit that he didn't have anything else to do. It sounds pretty silly when you put it like that, but the rest of us were nervous to admit how much we cared about each other, too! Sometimes it's hard to tell someone how important they are to you, if you don't know whether you're important to them.

During the quest it was okay, because Siffrin knew we would stay together until Vaugarde was saved. But getting to Dormont meant the quest was almost over, and they got so upset at the idea of everyone leaving, that they didn't really care about what they were doing. Why did it matter what happened to them, when they were going to be sad and alone tomorrow either way? So they weren't very careful while they were training, and they got hurt. Luckily Odile saw, and Mirabelle healed them right up.

Now, he's really glad that we all decided to stay together longer! But he might still feel worried for a while, because it's hard to believe that everyone isn't leaving, after he's been dreading it for so long. And sometimes when you're sad for a long time, your brain just tries to keep being sad even when there isn't any reason to be. But if we keep reminding him that we love him just as much as he loves us, it'll start to stick in his brain better! We might also need to remind him to be careful and take care of himself, because that can be hard to remember when you're sad. And while he practices that, we can help take care of him, too!

[littlelightfish]

As I said I would, I drew my oc with yours my beloved @clawdouobit

My pretty girl likes to infodump your pretty girl about the smallest things. She's like a reel, talks a lot but most of it is meaningless.

Close ups and more info because I can't shut up ehtier under the cut <3

20 years old and engaged to a half-foot. They're waiting to gain some more money to get married and leave the dungeon. Note: they're best friends but idk if what they have going on is truly romantic love or just a very good friendship.

Quite skilled at upper levels, but wouldn't go to lesser levels. She isn't skilled enough to make her party survive there.

Her race is a mix between gnome and half-foot. Idk if that's possible but I don't think it's not.

If I had to guess, she's 13/14 on half-foot standars. It's unclear whether she's an adult or not, but she's preety mature most of the time. Most.

Flushed cheeks always. Also very pale.

She's 109 cms tall, a lot more than avarage on haflings, but lot less than avarage on gnomes. Since she hangs out mostly with haflings, she's a giant woman. This gives her some problems with traps so her BMI is 18 due to diet.

Fwens with Shahad. Who knows why tho. We gotta figure that out ;}

[fingertipsmp3]

Maybe I did this to myself but it does irk me when people see me knitting and they ask who it’s for and I say it’s for me and the immediate reaction is “you should sell it” yeah… let me spend at least a week’s worth of my free time making an item I like, want, and would wear just to sell it on etsy, making at most a £2 profit on materials and not being compensated for my time whatsoever 👍🏻

[gemharvest]

Hate thissss I feel like I haven't been properly productive today (somehow posting two art things Doesn't register properly in my mind) so I wanna stay up to get as much as I can down, but I also need to go to sleep in case I'm called in tomorrow because fuuuuuck going to work on little sleep that shit sucks. But also, the possibility of being called in makes me wanna stay up even more, so I can finish art in case I don't have time tomorrow. So now I'm sat up at 12:30 tired as shit but unable to draw or go to bed. The never-ending cycle of hell.

[faaun]

ok let's catch up quickly

[girlivealwaysbean]

hey god if you've created someone for me can you introduce me to them sooner? i kinda need them now

[xxlelaxx]

I don't think my husband understands that there is a big difference between the kind of sleep I've been getting and the kind of sleep he's been getting. It's starting to make me very angry

[wishful-seeker]

I would like to see more people talk about how jobs treat disabled employees.

I used to prep, wash dishes, and cook at mellow mushroom. I had chronic pain that wasn't NEARLY as bad as it is today, but it was still very debilitating. I told my employer "i cannot stand more than 4 to 6 hours. I CANNOT do shifts longer than this due to my illness." And even though i made my boundaries VERY clear, everyday i worked it was 8 hours at the least and 10 or 12 at the most. I would go up to my manager and say "look i really need to leave, my shift is over, my chronic pain is killing me." And he'd say "we really need to here, you HAVE to push through." And so i did, and after one, ONE month of that job my crps got incredibly worse to the point where i could no longer walk my dog around the block which was .5 miles. I quit, and that was FOUR years ago, and ever since that day I HAVE BEEN BEDRIDDEN AND HAVE TO USE A WHEELCHAIR. It is my biggest regret in life.

My best friend who has seen my whole journey has recently developed undiagnosed chronic pain, and she is in the EXACT same scenario i was 4 years ago. Busting her ass at a pizza place with extreme pain that hurts her so much she tells me "im in so much pain i don't even feel like a person." She doesn't feel LUCID. And her manager and coworkers are saying the same thing "if you don't help us you will let us down, we'll be in the shit."

That job thats hurting you isn't fucking worth it. I promise you no money is worth losing all your physical abilities and never getting them back. Your coworkers and boss do not give a shit about you, so don't you dare suffer for them. They will never understand your struggle and they will never try. They truly think being understaffed is worse than whatever pain you experience. They would rather you permanently damage yourself than inconvenience them. FUCK THEM. DON'T FUCKING DO IT!

[mangled-by-disuse]

the job application: "This section should take you about 5-10 minutes to complete and will ask you to provide some personal details." me two days later, still staring at the 4,000-word personal statement subsection at 2am:

[ppulverse]

thinking

[thewingedwolf]

one goofy ass thing i like about my job is we all really like having staff feedback after programs (like after in service, after summer reading, etc) because it just makes it easier to make it actually helpful and easier next time around and that’s all we want right, like PERSONALLY i don’t want to be anxious about a program and dreading it all year, which means i get to do what i Love which is offer my opinion constructively so i can be like “i think some people just don’t understand paylocity, it is a little confusing & for them, going through that app is this scary time sink so they don’t open it ever.” and no one is taking it personally because five other people wrote in “beanstack scares me” and “i’m not using teams” and we can just adjust our expectations of our older coworkers instead of writing people up for it akskd.