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I adore~ cleaning up after roommates
Want to play house but make it real so I can get out of here?
#I need my own place#it’s worst when the roommate is your baby bro#hard to stay frustrated with him#me#my post#femme dyke#dykeposting#queer#femme4butch
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Feeling sick to my stomach after hearing my dad and brother celebrating Trump winning and knowing they’re going to vote away my rights in our next election
#I fucking hate living here#i need my own place#at least my mom hates trump#hopefully she doesn’t vote conservative
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The intense guilt I feel when i do an activity is crazy. Like oh someone is going to get mad at me and yell at me and hit me. Someone is going to yell at me because I’m making lunch. Someone is going to hit me because I’m sitting in the corner playing video games. Someone’s gonna be mad because I’m doing laundry. Like this normal to feel at 27 years old.
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The more I learn about ADHD while trying to get a diagnosis, the more work I realize that my childhood dog was doing.
She was "hyperactive" aka-needed a lot of walks. Especially whenever I was stressed out. Exercise is good for the brain.
She would either jump on me or whine until I got out of bed in the morning to feed her. I have so much difficulty with that, some days it is neigh impossible without a looming deadline or appointment.
She would insist on petting if I stayed still for too long-aka, breaking hyperfocus (which, while it can be useful, doesn't always pick a good thing to latch onto and prevents me from noticing things like muscle cramps, hunger pangs, fatigue, and bathroom needs.)
She was always there when I needed to snuggle something warm and non-judgmental. So, dealing with depression and anxiety.
Some of the issues I had in college weren't just me trying to adjust to a new environment, it was me flailing about needing to find new coping strategies and failing.
When I was forced to give her away, I wasn't just sad that I loved her but couldn't keep her, I lost a vital support tool that helped keep me functioning.
It's been over twenty years and I still miss her and haven't been able to have any pets since. It is a much bigger struggle to do all the things on my own that my dog used to help with.
I need another dog.
#adhd#service dog#psychiatric service dog#dog#dogs#i need my own place#to get a dog#not sure if I am functional enough without a dog to afford that#adhd service dog#adhd dog
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it’s fun when your at that point in your transition where you definitely aren’t questioning, but you are dealing with other shit right now and can’t get your life together enough for it to be an option
#this is a vent#i need my own place#i need my own insurance#i need a stable income#i need to deal with SHIT#GDI#transfem#pretty flowers and puppies ig
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I NEED MY OWN ROOM SO I COULD DESIGN IT PLEAASEEE‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·
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love when my mom gets home and shes in a bad mood. love my life. now i gotta lock myself in my room so she doesnt get pissed off at me for no reason
#i need my own place#tho vienna skittering out the room as soon as my mom came in was really funny#vent
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nightly routine of listening to my roommate rant in the shower to absolutely no one
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That whore of a sibling thinks it's okay to blast shitty tiktoks during times when I'm trying to sleep without plugging in headphones istg I will murder.
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You ever wake up to someone clipping your toenails
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I don’t know why I’m mentally creating a check list of things I’ll need to bring when I move out as if I’m moving out any time soon. I’m not, I can’t even fucking afford it
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Let me start applying for something.
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I can only sing loudly and happily when I'm alone in the house. And I'm rarely ever alone in the house 😞
#my mum was in the office yesterday and i felt so free#im trying to sing the same song today and ...#i can barely hit the high notes#i faulter as i get louder#uhhhggg#katy liveblogs life#i need my own place#or like a roomate who is fine with me singing at the top of my lungs like i wanna#i dont get stage fright#or at least i didnt ladt time i was on a stage over a decade ago 😂#so me getting performance anxiety in my own fucking house? just cause my mum is here??? thay cant be healthy
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Hearing my aunt talk is like hearing a howler monkey crossed with nails on the chalk board. Like I don't even understand half of what she is saying but she is so damn loud and screechy that I can hear her over my AC and TV sometimes. Most of the time she just repeats herself and I do my best to ignore her since at this point I've come to really understand just how uneducated she actually is. Like she is the definition of retarded. No joke or derogatory, she is even more mentally handicapped then anyone I've met who is naturally autistic or even those with down syndrome. It's amazing but not in a good way. (She also makes noise constantly, sounds like a pig smacking it's lips or a goat chewing, it's so awful)
The worst is that my nana just lets her do all these stupid things because she doesn't wanna have to fix it. Like she would rather let DJ just do and say whatever rather than fight or correct the behavior. But mine is still to be corrected mine is still to be addressed. Like I'm not the one being attacked or other looked. Displayed or ignored. Like I'm not the one who was here first, like I'm not the one who pays rent and buys my own stuff. Helps with the big things and when I can the little things. It's so ridiculous.
Anyway.
I have 9$ in my account right now. I only make 12$ an hour and work basically six days a week with my schedule. So I have fun when I can and I buy what makes me happy when I have any extra. I need to clean my room and get this project going. I also need to do my nails.
I'm obsessed with discovery right now. I'll watch strange news worlds next. I broke down and got Paramount Plus so I could watch them easier. I started pmdd last Monday but haven't actively started my period.
Woo.
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Thinking about DP x DC Jason Todd being a revenant again. Here's my scenario. Jason gets called that by some ghost. He's like "what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He's heard the term before but he doesn't know any actual lore. He googles it. He scrolls past the Leonardo DiCaprio bear movie. He opens the wiki. Sees the words "animated corpse" and gets a chill diwn his spine. He starts reading the first section.
He closes Wikipedia.
That night he has a nightmare that his family buried him, again, this time with precautions. He wakes up in his own grave, full of stones, too heavy to move, to scream.
#CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS#like reading this section in the context of jason is SO HORRIFYING#the idea of someone knowing it was possible for him to come back. to wake up down there. and wanting to keep him there#stay dead. we want you dead. you're too troublesome alive. you're meant to be down there.#so anyways. jason internalizing all this shit and feeling uncomfortable in his own body because he's thinking of it as a corpse#and of himself as haunting a place he doesn't belong#and then meeting danny and danny says 'wow you're a revenant aren't you! The dead so restless they can't bear to stay in their graves'#and he smiles. 'You're amazing. Your will is so strong'#and the Ghost King tells Jason 'You're alive but that doesn't mean you aren't one of mine. I will come for you'#and batman says 'we will keep you safe from that entity and his threats. you don't belong to him'#and jason says 'he didn't mean i was his possession. he said i was his responsibility. he said he would help me if i ever needed him'#and bruce sees the faraway look in his son's eyes and doesn't know what to say#okay I'm done#for now#dp x dc#dpxdc#revenant jason todd#danny phantom#dc#batfam#jason todd#my rambles#my writing
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