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I was not meant for retail I was meant to be an eldritch librarian's assistant
#luka.txt#job tag#we had a mini blackout at work#which fucked w our systems#so my manager couldnt log into the self check out#and the registers couldnt take cards#OF COURSE this all happened right before i left#and the guy i was checking out didnt speak english very well so it was hard explain everything to him#and a line was forming#and my manager was on the other register so i had to wait for her to finish#ooihh my god it was just a Mess and i was very Overstimulated#i was there from 2:30-8 i just wanted to go home#AND THEN the site used to clock in/out wasnt working#i just left at that point like I opened tomorrow ill deal with it then#ugh i OPEN tomorrow fuck. gotta deal w that bs at 9am in the morning#bc lord knows these dumbasses are gonna come back at the buttfuck of dawn for their returns 🙄😒#sometimes i wanna quit#and/or find a new job#but i do like it most of the time#abd what a pain itd be to learn a new store#plus i like my coworkers#SIGH. why couldnt i have been born on earth i and work at emorys library. sir. save me. rn.
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what is the story of you and violet like how did you start and how did it reach to where it did, of course only if you’re comfortable. ( i’m not trying to mock you or make fun of it, ik what you went through but since you said anything personal, i have wanted to know this. i’m interested in things which are none of my business. i pray im not sounding rude, i really want to come of as nicely as i can, but i can’t)
whole story below the cut, there’s a tldr at the end bc i added a load of unnecessary details. js brace its kind of a long one.
so we met when i was 12 and he was 15. i remember it was june 2020. i didn’t like him at first—got sort of a weird vibe. but then i got to know him more and, by september-ish, he became one of my best friends. by november, i thought of myself as having a crush on him (i didnt know i was aroace at the time) but i never made a move bc he was dating one of my friends, lets call her jude. we talked pretty much every day. i had to leave our friend group for safety reasons but he was my source of contact with the rest of my friends. i think we mainly talked on discord at the time?
flash forward to new years eve of 2020, and something happens. i’ll spare you the details, but needless to say my devices got confiscated. i still remembered his discord id, so i got my best friend to msg him and tell him what happened. i also got my favorite cousin to do the same, so he’d have two ways of talking to me.
keep in mind, my best friend and cousin both had it in their minds that i had a crush on him, so they’d both try to get him to like me. in june i think he broke up w jude. my cousin was also in regular contact with jude on instagram, so i got to msg jude at some point after the breakup and i distinctly remember her saying she’d be okay if i dated him but she personally was so unhappy w him. i didnt get that, but i think i later did
years pass w barely any contact. december 2022, i start dating someone else. january 2023, i realize i chose the absolute worst person and i break things off. then april 2023, i manage to get in contact w violet. we start dating the next day. (here he’s told me that he’s genderqueer he/she, but later he denied this)
i talked to him anytime i could and he'd send selfies a lot. i was scared about my parents so i asked him not to. he'd do it anyway. i didnt ask him to stop after that
he wasn’t necessarily a bad boyfriend, i js didnt rlly feel. idk. special? i’d make playlists for him and send voice recordings whispering “i love you” in arabic but i never got any of that back ig. the first few weeks were the best but after that? nothing. i’d send pics and he’d call me pretty and hot and say he’s so lucky to have me. later i found out he called every girl pretty when he’d see a pic of her.
i self-harmed for the first time when i was with him. what he did was ask me to send a pic of it so he could check if its bad. i told him i was suicidal. i dont remember what he said.
and then came june 15th, 2023. what a day. i talked to him at like midnight my time. i remember the last thing he asked was for me to send a selfie so he could show me off to his friend.
then my mom found out. and i was so scared of her getting angry at me that i downed 16 pills and got rushed to the hospital.
my mom didnt get angry. but my devices were confiscated again. and i couldnt talk to him. keep in mind, he knew i was suicidal. i was expecting some kind of response from him through my best friend because he was still talking to her at the time, but i didnt hear anything. instead, nine days after i tried to kill myself, on the 24th of july, he broke up with me.
i didn’t blame him. when your suicidal gf ghosts you for nine days ofc you’re gonna wanna move on. it’s not his fault. i js felt kind of lonely, yknow? on the 30th i managed to log into my acc to talk to him, to explain everything, n all i saw was a breakup msg. i dunno.
in october-ish of 2023, i managed to get thru to him. i explained everything. he didnt give much of a response, but he did ask if we could keep talking. i said sure. we did keep talking and i invited him to tumblr bc i had more of a presence here than anywhere else. when my mom confiscated tumblr in november, i continued talking to him on google chat
in february 2024 he was my valentine js bc we were both single and alone and we thought itd be fun. i wrote him a letter. he didnt make me anything but its fine. you get the idea we were getting closer again
by this point i realized i wasnt receiving the amount of love i deserve, and i was kind of sad bc he’s not a muslim and i am, so we couldn’t get married, therefore we wouldnt have a future together (i’m the kind of person who wouldn’t have a relationship w someone if it won’t lead to anything in the long-term). he told me he wouldn’t become a muslim or study islam for me, so i respected that. i wouldnt forcibly convert him. but i also acknowledged that i couldn’t be w someone who’s not a muslim, so i asked him to stop talking to me. he said okay.
he’d still reblog stuff and send me asks—he even asked me to write a poem about him for my follower event. but around that time i had kind of been getting drained from exams and i didnt want boy problems on top of that, so i asked him to stop all contact w me. he respected that, as far as i know. he wished for me to have a nice life. i wished the same for him. and i blocked him. i havent talked to him since then at all, i dont think
so yeah. kind of lengthy story thats a whole load of nothing. i dont want you to go bother him about this. he was my friend before being my boyfriend, and he was with me during a dark time in my life. i respect him and i ask for you to please not send hate towards him. think what you will, just dont bother him. i’d be happy to answer anything else, but i think i js about covered everything.
tldr; we met when i was 12 and he was 15. we dated starting when i had just turned 15 and he was almost 18. he broke up with me after i attempted sewerslide. we continued talking for a while after reconnecting but i cut him off again last feb for religious reasons and we havent talked much since.
#hope that answers your question anon#and dw you didnt come off as rude#youre js curious thats okay#i js wanna be sure you wont bother him w this#he might not have been the perfect partner but i still do rlly respect him#and i do wish him the best in life
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Wow people like that anon are why we need to be more educated about manipulation via self-destruction. We all need to understand and know that if we constantly, repeatedly "make" someone feel bad enough to consider harmful actions just through TINY contradictions it might just not be us and we don't have to put up with all the stress, discomfort, depression, etc. that comes from it. And sometimes it's really obvious when it's manipulation, it's not NEVER an option.
exactly bro. i’m gonna do something real fun and talk about my abuser, who did this for years! under the cut
so im just gonna come right out and say it so i dont gotta give him an epithet every time, but his name was dibby/dib. he goes by a different name now i think but from what ive heard it seems like ppl r familiar with him by that name as well. w/e for his privacy i guess ill just leave his current name out of it. anyway i knew and was friends with/dated dib for about 7 years before we cut each other out.
ANYWAY dib had/has legitimate mental health problems, yes, but he also chose to use those problems as excuses for his manipulative and abusive behavior. dib had bipolar and would experience dramatic mood swings. unfortunate but normal and okay! if you experience mood swings and suddenly feel overwhelmed by sadness or anger, you probably know that, if you recognize this as a disorder, you should let the people around you know, tell them how you’re feeling, and do what you can to manage the situation. dib would instead say “oh no i feel a mood swing coming. :( quick, distract me!” which, again is a clumsy but fair way to handle that, EXCEPT when it inevitably failed to cheer him up, he would blame us for failing, call us bad friends, insist we didn’t care about him, and isolate to only talking with his favorite person (for a while that was me).
when dib got upset he would blow up, block me for days or weeks, and then later when he calmed down and felt lonely he’d add me back with some half-apology and assume everything was fine again. here’s a list i kept of things that upset him and had this result! it was called “things not to do”
tell dib when [his gf] is streaming
fail to tell dib when [his gf] is streaming
ask dib if it’s okay to do things
talk to him when he’s feeling antisocial
offer critique when it isn’t asked for
ask dib not to do something
talk to him in the tags (when not friends)
spam things he doesn’t like/isn’t involved in ((the relevant examples are bug blogs, bunnies, and the pbs kids show arthur. not because they trigger him, just because he doesn’t like them))
talk about/mention people that are my friends that he doesn’t like
offer solutions when he just needs confirmation
make it about you
yeah. keep in mind every one of those bullet points corresponds to at least one time he either faked his own death or blew up and blocked me for a week.
the bigger problem though was his suicide ideation. dib had a pretty shit life and pretty shit mental health and unfortunately was legitimately depressed and suicidal. he needed help but, living in america, really couldnt afford it most of the time. this is okay. if you or someone you know is unable to get medical health for depression or suicide ideation you know how hard it is to live with. sometimes there’s not a lot you can do and that person will Just Be Depressed an just Want To Die and theres not a lot you can do to help, even if you try your best. that of course, is not the problem with dib.
the problem was repeatedly, starting i think when i criticized him for pushing everyone away by insisting no one cares about him and not putting any effort towards others, would make some vague allusion to feeling suicidal and abruptly log off and stop answering messages. this can be an okay way to deal with yourself if you’re upset BUT. THE NEXT DAY, after i frantically thought he was going to Attempt and repeatedly messaged him to try to deter him, check on him, ask if he was okay (he really just went to sleep, which again is fine), he decided to PRETEND TO BE DEAD. he told his gf and maybe one other person he was alive but threatened them to stay quiet and pretend he was dead or he WOULD commit. so his gf at the time had to play along and all of us then-kids were freaking out that our friend had died, only for him to decide later that he’d had his fun and he could now announce “no i just logged off for a little bit :)”
he did this. many times. make some allusion to wanting to attempt then abruptly stop answering messages, knowing what people would assume. (this was one of the pieces of testimony i did not include verbatim in that rk post: i was told rk would do very similar things; part of why i thought the post was necessary. ive lived through the other side of that and i dont want ANYONE else to). i think two separate times that he did this, i was sent home from school early because i was crying so hard (my best friend let me think i was responsible for his death. he did this on purpose. he did this repeatedly. thats fucked up)
one time he posted a supposedly queued suicide note post! and all my friends were terrified he’d died! so i remember someone anonymously messaged kylee henke asking for advice, and i (who at the time he was mad at and had already blocked) got fed up with it (again because he’d done this so many times and i knew by now that there was no point in getting upset, he was just doing it for sympathy or attention or w/e) and messaged his mom on facebook asking her to check on him. he was fine, just like. crying in his room. also sidenote he got BIG MAD that someone told his mom and was posting when he was found out liek WHO TOLD >:( n i was like :)). bc bro if ur really abt to attempt i have an Obligation to get someone irl to check on you and protect you. but obviously you werent since this was like the 20th fucking time youve done this 🙃
he was a huge pizza shit for other reasons too but the main relevant one was that he would use his mental illness as an excuse for his deplorable behavior and blame others for things literally no one can reasonably do anythign about and then constantly and i DO MEAN CONSTANTLY use his own life and suicide ideation as a trump card.
anyway if you know someone who repeatedly threatens suicide or pretends to commit suicide by purposefully alluding to it before ghosting you, or posting a suicide note meant to blame others, you need to get out of there right now. that is not okay and you should not be dealing with that. ive taken years to get used to the idea that if i criticize my friends, they won’t kill themselves
#you didnt ask for this but i wanted to vent lol#anyway if you know who this is... steer clear#he was still engaging in this behavior at 21#he is the same age as me#nonart#suicide ment#abuse ment#ask to tag#also i wrote this out of order so it might be. incomprehensible#Anonymous
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tw for substance use, OD, suicide attempt, and the cracks in our mental health system. mostly just a vent post and just tmi in general as always
but i just got home from the hospital on the 17th. i went to the er on the 9th for an overdose. since it was a suicide attempt and i was honest about that they had to baker act me (which might be unique to FL just means they have to hold and monitor me for a minimum of three days) but since they also found out i was covid positive (which was news to me too lol) they couldnt just send me to a psychiatric facility and they didnt have a psychiatrist on staff. so they ended up just holding me for eight long miserable days in the same hospital room on the covid floor giving me xanax and seroquel to keep me manageable... i couldnt even leave any earlier because i had to be medically cleared of the covid and mentally cleared by a psychiatrist. then on my final day there they literally had a psychiatrist facetime me off a staff members phone from the psychiatrists car and after a few questions in which he cut me off before i could even really talk he determined i was "just a tad anxious and depressed and safe to just go home". all that after a conversation that truly didnt even last a minute. i cried and begged to be sent somewhere at least to begin a medication treatment plan for severe paranoia, weird delusions, obsessive sometimes self harming behaviors, and hallucinations amongst a slew of other symptoms including absolutely debilitating anxiety contributing to physical issues like lactic acidosis, tachycardia, and body wide shakes and aches. its so frustrating not being able to get the help you need. in october i tried to admit myself to a local inpatient and they literally asked me if i was sure since they didnt have many beds so id be sleeping on a recliner in a communal open area. so i said i guess im fine, maybe i dont need to be here and went home. i dont know how much longer i can just be living the way i am at home though. i really need intervention and help. i called the emergency mental health crisis hotline here in FL and got placed on endless holds and hung up on. i know everyone everywhere is understaffed and it seems like every FL citizen is suffering a mental health breakdown but im feeling really desperate and i really feel ive tried everything. ive even done all the research on a medication treatment plan that would benefit people with symptoms like mine i just need help so bad. and about my symptoms i have spent months carefully logging my symptoms in my notes app so i can track their frequency and severity just so i can show a psychiatrist as well. i need to be prescribed an antipsychotic. i have a telephone psychiatry appointment tomorrow... i just hope theyre willing to listen to me and that i can then get together the funds to get a medication that might help me.
anyways thats why ive been gone the last few days. its been so ridiculously hard and i feel very lonely after pushing away my loved ones for months now. this was such a heartbreaking and painful experience and i wish i could say im grateful i survived but im not. honestly i regret calling for help... because im literally no better off currently... ive learned the options are die or struggle to survive miserably for as long as i can and i guess ill try the second one. but im trying to do the things i need to. trying to find a remote decent paying job that hopefully wont drive me any more crazy. trying to be productive and not spend all day zoning out, getting high, sleeping, or crying. and if im not doing those things im literally pacing my room talking to myself. checking my room and self for bugs that dont exist, checking my food for hair or other contaminants, and checking for people looking in from my windows. i dont know how much louder of a cry for help i could be making or how much more blatant symptoms of mental unwellness i could be showing. i feel INSANE and yet not crazy enough for the system to deem me worthy of any kind of help. being uninsured and cripplingly agoraphobic definitely arent helping. but im taking it a minute at a time for now and definitely dont want to try to unalive myself again at least.
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