i think i might be having a problem
(slight gore warning)
chat am i cooked or what
also woahhhh pixel art
like hrng being a teenager fuckin sucks. like your feelings are all over the place, you dont have a clue what youre doing and the whole time your school expects you to be able to do exams. im going to get a cc train from my city to birmingham and from there another cc to bristol and from there a gwr to swansea and then a t4w to fishguard. then im going to walk up to the ferry port and get the stena line to rosslare. then im going to walk up to rosslare euro port station and get the ir to waterford. then ill get a cab or something to whatever hotel i book. i will be there for this fucking party
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So. Uh…the next couple months are gonna probably be bad with me stressing out with work and such. My whole shift is probably going to be changing—hours and days—and we are suppose to know this week what we all got. So, I’m a nervous wreck since I go on vacation this month and in two months.
My husband, on the other hand, is not holding it in well. They are forcing people in his department to go from 8a-4p to 3a-11a. And we can’t do that since my mom watches our son four days a week, which will now be 5 days with my new schedule. He is only working 8a-11a three to four days a week and his fifth day is always 8 hours. So, we lost over $500 on this paycheck.
He’s panicking, I’m taking my anxiety medicine to just not FEEL anything cause if I do, I’m going to scream or cry or hit something, so we are a wreck. We can’t even do anything for our son’s birthday this Sunday which we planned out weeks ago and have to cancel.
And my mom’s hours and days are being cut—two or three days of work instead of four—so I’m the bread winner and I’m losing my mind. Not knowing what’s gonna happen is causing me to get my period earlier than normal and I don’t wanna leave this place. We just got insurance taken care of thanks to the union, so I’ll save money, and there is no customer interactions, but dammit—I have to take melatonin to knock me out or I’ll be up all night worrying.
So, I’m a nervous wreck and just spotty with talking to people or wanting to do anything. I try to stay at places for more than four years but every TIME I do, something shitty happens. This is the third time my shift and hours have changed in four years since I’ve been here. Just…needed to vent and rant cause I hear it all day at work and I want my days off with my husband and I wanna see my kid and want to come home for dinner—!
I hate playing everything day by day. I just want a life outside of work even if I don’t have friends or anything to do. Just…want to unwind and can’t. I’ll keep you all updated on what the heck happens this month.
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I've had this song in my head for days now.
Something about it pulls at my chest and makes me want to cry but I can't. It feels familiar in an unknown way, reminding me of things I don't remember. Someone comfortingly takes me by the hand and says "your whole world is falling apart and changing, and you're going to deal with it on your own." If I could scream out any song into the darkness right now it would be this one.
But who knows how I'll feel in 5 years.
-Scary ⛈️
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I'm stressed & trying not to lash out on my roommates so I'm posting here
Okay so I came home from work to my partner being upset about my roommates leaving trash all over the kitchen so he asked me to text them. Which I did and this is what I got back:
Why would that be the assumption? Last week they just left a bag of trash on the the kitchen floor, even though the bins were already in the garage.
Oh. And when I wasn't here to clean up after them it looked like this:
The assumption is that they WON'T pick up their trash if I don't say anything about it but go off I guess.
ETA: literally NOTHING was stopping either of them from putting the bins in the garage. I even already pulled them off the street and they were right next to the garage door. I fixed the garage door like 6 years ago so if you push the button the garage door just opens. Like magic.
I feel like he was blaming the trash on me because I didn't put the bins in the garage but he could have. I'm the only one who takes the bins out on trash day. They could help out a little bit and bring them in. But Noooo.
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the fact that callin out of work bcuz im tired isnt usually a valid excuse like..........
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