#i've isolated myself from everyone. it's been years since i've last talked to someone irl (that i don't live with). my life is so empty

[bluesquaress]

face reveal

[theoxenfree]

i'm feeling pretty good rn after a quiet workout at the hospital gym and running two miles, so just talking about realizations since confronting my brother last month. y'all are free to interact, would encourage it tbh. dl:

after I went absolutely nuclear on my brother and basically threatened to ruin his life and everyone else in my entire family's lives (go big or go home to get ppl out of your life, mate 🤝🏻), I didn't really feel much of anything.

not relief. not happiness. not sadness. a little guilt bc that's just me as a person. but, I did receive clarity from the entire ordeal (and also quickly learning that man clamped his jaws tight and hasn't said a daaaaamn word about it to anyone else in the family)

and that's since my armor and all of the defense and excuses I've built up over 25+ years were stripped away, I've really had to confront some of the uglier aspects of myself

I'm not a very good friend irl insofar as being present, being available, being emotionally available, and being an active participant bc I don't know how to be. and I never bothered to try

I'm tremendously self-centered, but that, I fear, probably won't change much since I'm not willing to change any aspect of my life to accommodate someone else (e.g. a partner, marriage, kids, having roommates again)

I've never been particularly willing to work hard or deal with difficult things for long. this is complex bc I won't bash myself by saying that I don't work hard and I haven't had to claw my fucking way out of hell and struggle through endless obstacles to get to where I am now

but,

I haven't wanted to work hard to just... be better. overall. as a person. as a friend. for myself. for my health. for my future

because it's hard. and I'm tired. and I'd rather lie in bed and do the hard things later. but, the problem is that later never comes. an ideal scenario never presents itself and it never will

and, I think, I've started to have a breakthrough and genuine understanding of that

because I want to start working harder. not, like, at my job. but, I want to go back to school even though juggling a full-time job with full-time work is going to be hell

I want to take better care of myself because I'm tired of being expected that I'm just going to deteriorate and crumble now that I'm in my 30s. and, like, guys, working out sucks but you feel SO good afterwards.

like, I skipped back to my car earlier. cmon.

I'm having a harder time accepting that I'm not... the best person out there. that I've probably, always been a bit of a shitty friend and daughter without really realizing it bc I hid behind the guise of "I'm not bothering anyone"

isolating and withdrawing do harm to the people you care about as much as it does yourselves.

and, I don't know. I don't know what I need to do there to be a better person. I do things on a community level. personal level is different tho

anyway, writing is included in that, but now I need to decide just where the importance of it stands next to everything else, y'know?

I feel like I'm meant to keep writing. idk if it's just bc writing is a security blanket for me bc it's the only thing I know how to do well, or if it's my calling—but I think I'm meant to keep going

I just don't know to what capacity, y'know?

I also need to decide how much it matters to me in the end to stay consistent with it instead of "just writing when I feel like it".

I need to build discipline as well as have the patience with myself to keep trying even if I fumble. it's the same process I'm facing with getting into working out again

anyway

there isn't a point to this, I'm just word vomiting bc I don't have any irl outlets. so, yeah

tonight is good. it's good.

[iamshay]

I miss camping. It's so refreshing to connect with nature and cook food over a campfire. I also love falling asleep to the sounds of crickets and waves.

Lately, I've been watching camping content because of how much I miss it. These Asian YouTubers have really cool camping equipment, and I'm definitely taking notes on what to buy. When it comes to camping, Norway has some of the best spots.

Hopefully, next year things will get better here once Trump officially takes office. I’m hoping he can help get rid of inflation so I can pay off my debts and start saving for a house and a car. Then, I can start working toward buying camping gear and IRL camera equipment.

If things don’t improve, Norway might not be for me anymore. I’ll need to start working on applying for dual citizenship in another country. I’m thinking about moving to Dubai, especially since most people I know have already moved there because of how bad things have gotten in Norway with rising prices.

Tax return season reports is coming up, and like I pay way too much in taxes just for it to go to Ukraine. People steal our money by crying wolf and playing the victim, while Norway lets its own citizens suffer just to seem relevant and flex about helping others. They need to prioritize their own people first. Instead, they allow illegal immigration and tolerate so many junkies, like the ones I’ve dealt with online. This is why I see those doing drugs as beneath me degenerate people.

In Dubai, you don’t see junkies or this kind of degeneracy. I miss being around my own people anyway people who share the same beliefs and opinions as me. I could easily stream in Dubai, and it might actually be better. I could create cool content, like riding cars in the desert or visiting exotic animals. I’ve already found a zoo and have been talking to someone who works there. They’ve been so welcoming and encouraged me to visit.

I just need to move away; I’ve been in this country for too long. I’m not happy here and don’t feel connected to it anymore. I have no passion for socializing with people here. Since my dad passed away in 2013, I’ve kind of isolated myself. Losing him made me feel like I lost my purpose, and being here brings back too many memories of him.

If I truly want to move on with my life, I need to get away from here. The happiest time of my life was my childhood, even though I lived in a war environment. I was surrounded by my own people who shared the same beliefs and didn’t act like animals the way many degenerate people do now willing to harm others for money and clout.

In Dubai, you don’t see that. It’s a safe place where, if someone harasses, threatens, or steals, the government takes action by jailing and punishing them. This is why people in Dubai are so happy everyone has their own money and success, so there’s no jealousy. People are too focused on their own happiness and lives to worry about others unnecessarily.

They respect and follow the law because they understand the boundaries and rules, which is what makes Dubai work so well. In contrast, Western Europe feels like a zoo. Honestly, even zoo animals behave more humanely than many people do here, as humans now act like wild animals.

I have so much debt to pay off, so it might take me a few years if inflation doesn’t go away. If Trump ends up being the worst president, it would be surprising because during his last four years, prices were low. Who knows maybe he could change for the worse this time. Maybe he’ll focus on revenge, causing other people to suffer just so he can go after his enemies and act like an asshole.

Anyways lovelies. I am going rest for today. No stream today either. On break atm.

Xo

Shay

[seacreek]

I don't want to write anything where irl friends would see (no one is gonna see this here anyway) but I need to get this out of me.

Liiiikeeeee

I was (am?) literally the most suicidal I've ever been in my life today (is today over if it's 2 am?) and not only can I tell that to NO ONE, but it's like God was fucking rubbing it my face all day. I actually laughed at one point bc I was driving behind someone thinking of whether I should try to do it at home or somewhere else when I noticed their license plate said KYS and then a mashup of my birthday numbers.

But like I've already been feeling this building bc I'm behind on bills and have no heat and it's gonna snow soon and it's the holidays which remind me that my family is all spread out and I don't really talk to my parents anymore and somedays I talk to no one at all but my cat and my life is going NOWHERE with no way to change that but to work myself even harder when I don't even feel like I have anything at all to give anymore.

And I already felt like calling out bc even though I chose to work Thanksgiving yesterday knowing I'd be the only one there, it was still depressing to know that normal people are with friends and family and I'm not. But I also didn't want to take up my neighbors/friends on their offers to join them bc I did that last year and got all the questions about what I was doing with my life and at the time I actually believed I'd be going back to school the next year but now I realize how I can't possibly afford that without accepting help from someone which would BE my neighbors bc my parents would not help and I can't pay for it alone. And I can't accept help from them bc I feel like I would just get overwhelmed and depressed and flunk out and waste their money anyway. And the other reason I couldn't go over there/can't is bc I already feel like such a burden to them. They do all this nice stuff for me all the time and I catch myself even EXPECTING it at times which is fucking disgusting. Even if I'm grateful and say thank you, it's not like they owe me anything just bc I have no one else to give it to me. So I need to stop accepting their help and gifts, but then I know they are judging me for that bc even though their really nice, they are also super judgmental and they really like me bc they think I have "potential", but if they knew that I'm actually just a natural born idiot and failure, they'd never want to talk to me in the first place. And also it's unhealthy probably how much I rely on their validation bc since I've known them since I was little, I'm almost using them as surrogate parents which is also fucked up bc they are not my parents, they have their own kids who actually have their lives together unlike me who is just like a pet project of theirs.

Soooo anyway I already had all this on my mind and more going into work today and when I get there, I look at the schedule and realize everyone called out but me!!!!

And so I had to make a frankenstein schedule out of all of theirs to prioritize what needed to get done and was still trying to do little favors for people in between that I didn't want to disappoint bc it wasn't their fault that their staff wasn't there to do it with them and it was getting super overwhelming. And then I'm super sensitive so when I'd have to tell someone that I COULDN'T do something extra for them that they really were looking forward to, it was already punching me in the gut to see their disappointment. But then the worst part is that they don't fully get that I'm not just choosing to do that out of spite, but I legitimately had negative amounts of time to get everything done so they would blame me for what I couldn't do for them. EVEN THOUGH I WAS WORKING LIKE 4 SCHEDULES IN 1. Like they don't have the capacity to think past what's in front of them sometimes which I understand it's not their fault, but it SUCKS bc then they are pissed at me even though I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to do everything for everyone and keep them all happy and they should really be annoyed with my coworkers who didn't come in but I didn't even throw them under the bus bc it wouldn't have mattered anyway. I'm the person in front of them who is "refusing to do what they ask" so it's my fault.

So that's how my day is going everywhere I go as I rush from person to person and place to place, answering calls, improvising on the spot, and constantly having to tell someone that whatever they had planned on today isn't possible and dealing with the result of that. And the WHOLE TIME I am DAYDREAMING about how I'm gonna kill myself when I get home. Maybe slit my wrists, wait no my leg because I know I'll chicken out on the wrists, wait no, I'll drive out to the ocean and just swim out until I'm drowning too far out to save myself, wait no, what bridges could I jump from let me google that, wait no, I could take all of the pills at home together but then I might throw them up so wait no, maybe I'll drag this out and just not eat or drink til I just die nah that takes too long etc etc etc. And I'm really thinking this is gonna happen tonight bc I already wrote a letter monday or tuesday and I'm sure they'll find that pretty fast when they look in my journals so I don't even have to worry about that part, just the doing. So I'm contemplating my end of life and getting more anxious and sad with every hour passing bc I'm really thinking this is it, this is the day I'm out. But really I keep getting caught up bc my CAT who is sadly the one being on earth that I love who could never understand, is at home. And I'm thinking about how if I kill myself while she's there and it takes time for people to realize I'm missing/find me, she will be sad/hungry/thirsty in the meantime. Which is so unecessary and all of my suicide plans get scrapped if they involve direct trauma of another being and she's the one that means the most, so how could I be so selfish as to not make a plan for her?

So I'm thinking of how I have to sneak her to my sister's place while she's still at work and that's stressful enough but more so bc then I'll have a time limit on getting this done bc as soon as she comes home and sees kaiya there without me and no explanation, she'll start blowing up my phone and when I don't answer, she'll call someone. And I don't want to do that in a pressured state, I need time to process everything and think about life and what I'm doing. Plus, what if I decide not to??? (Which is what ended up happening for tonight anyway) I would've done all that for nothing and then had to confess when she found kaiya anyway and have to go to a psych ward or something which would just ruin my life faster but make it harder to get out.

So I'm thinking ALL this ALL day while working my ass off yet still disappointing everyone and swallowing tears that would turn into sobs every hour until it's time to go home.

Then I drive home and even though I pray to God to send me some sign that he cares, he doesn't.

At this point, I've already lost the fire under me so I know this is another night where I just get through it, cuddle kaiya, and wake up the next day to do it all over and I've accepted that in a way.

Then 1 am rolls around and my sister calls me to say she stopped by a party where she ran into my old best friend and friends from high school. None of whom cared enough about me to even ask what I was up to these days, even though they were talking to my SISTER. And that whole growing apart thing took such a toll on me mentally and I do feel like I'm over it now these days, but it still brought up these gross sad feelings of when I was first realizing that they didn't really care about me anymore and then fully understanding that I didn't matter to them. Which hurt SO MUCH bc they were a ride or die for me, like I would have done anything for them and I never even DOUBTED they didn't feel the same until it was so obvious I had to stop pretending around it. And that fucked with ALL of my relationships with people. Every single friend I had, I started pulling away from bc I was so insecure in myself that I felt like I had to get away from them before they had the chance to drop me which I now felt was inevitable. To this day, I feel like I have a body count of of people that I desperately want to talk to, but don't let myself bc I feel like they don't deserve to have to put up with a person as shitty and worthless as me. And I do that in every possible relationship I have, platonic, romantic, and even familial. And I can't blame them for that bc they were just a normal person growing apart from someone I guess, but I think it triggered something laying dormant in me so badly that it was actually the catalyst for my inability to connect with other people in meaningful ways. I never meet a new person anymore with the belief that they will be in my life for more than a few years at most. Most people I expect to be gone within a week or two. My walls are up so high that it's actually selfish that I even talk to people at all bc I only end up hurting them when I pull away for seemingly no reason at all. And I'm too much of a coward to tell them that there's nothing wrong with them, I just can't get that close to people anymore. Like it actually makes me physically sick to think of carrying on normal relationships with people which is SO fucked. But then I turn into the villain bc I'm worried that they'll develop the same fear of people and I'll be the cause of it. Like I'm a vampire. But I isolate myself and then get to a certain point where I think "I'll try again!! And this time will be different!! I'll really have someone new in my life!" And then I am super friendly and doing my best to be good and making plans and whatever. But then I start getting that sick feeling again, like what if what if they just haven't realized how much I suck and how disappointing I am yet, they'll definitely realize it soon and I come up with some random specific reason why they'd actually hate me if they knew "THIS" about me and I start detaching myself and then flake on plans and then disappear. And then spend weeks worrying myself sick that I permanently damaged their trust in people!!! But then I get lonely again and the pattern starts again!! All traced back to this moment in time where it actually hit me that people's affection for you can disappear in the blink of an eye no matter how much you thought they cared about you. So clearly love is conditional and just that thought alone is enough to make me want to end it all!!

So yea, just a shit day with shit cherries and cream on top.

And now it's 3am and I have to wake up in 5 hrs to do this again.

And all of this is still something no one will know if or until it comes spilling out and then my life will either be changed forever or over.

But yea, drew that lion the other day.