don't get me wrong, living with my (24) best friend of ten years is something that ive dreamt of doing since i met him (25). this is absolutely nothing against him - he is an outstanding guy and im very thankful that he gave me a home when my own was getting too rough. but fuck, i wish someone had warned me about how draining it is sometimes for someone with mental illness.

i work 4 days a week, which i know isn't much, but as someone with depression, autism, anxiety, and bpd, i am so prone to emotional burnout it's not even funny. most of the time when i get home from work, i'm absolutely exhausted from masking all day and i end up just being absolutely fucking miserable to be around - mood swings like crazy, physical and mental exhaustion, easy irritability, etc etc.

i literally don't even get ten seconds alone in my room to decompress before he's already coming in bc he wants to hang out and ask me a shit ton of questions. don't get me wrong, i deeply appreciate someone actually caring about how my day went, since i don't get asked often, but on nights after work i am quite literally in no mood to talk. and the worst part is it's hard for me to convey that to him because i don't want to accidentally snap and upset him because i really love him and care about him a lot. but god, just the sound of other human voices when i'm having an episode makes me want to scream. again, nothing against him.

and then he starts being all funny and jokey and when i don't have the energy to *give* him that same energy i feel like an absolutely dogshit friend. humor is his way of trying to make things better but it doesn't work on me. my way of coping is literally just wanting to be alone in my room and lay in the dark and silence, which i know isn't healthy, but it's just how i am. he has expressed annoyance in the past with me not reciprocating that energy sometimes and i do understand where he's coming from but at the same time he knows more about my plethora of mental illnesses than anyone else does so i thought he'd understand. and then when i try to explain to him how im feeling, there always *has* to be a reason for it. he *has* to know a reason why im feeling this way, but there literally just isn't one sometimes and then he tries to create one for me.

i know this entire essay probably makes me a horrible person, and i wouldn't blame you if you thought so, but i just needed to get this out there. i love my roommate sm man he's such an awesome friend and he's been there for me when i needed it most but god sometimes having a roommate is exhausting - not because of anything he's done, but because of my own shit that nobody in the house is equipped to deal with.

American Waygu skirt steak, roasted potatoes and a Squirt Zero.

Kid is probably about two or three years old. I'm sitting at the low bar stools in the corner of this Chipotle restaurant trying to stay as far away from people as possible.

​I'm sitting right by the front entrance to the building, and I see this kid screaming and crying and running out the door. I pause for a minute and no one is chasing this kid. My first thought: big sister mode. My sibling does this kind of stuff all the time because they have autism and don't always realize the danger.

​I go after this kid because it's 5:30 p.m. where I am, and there are cars and traffic everywhere. I'm worried this kid's going to run out into a busy street and get killed.

​I pick up the kid and they are in full-blown meltdown mode—punching, kicking, biting. Whatever, it's a toddler so it's not like they can hurt me.

​I came back into the restaurant and said, "Whose baby is this? It's pouring rain and getting dark out. This child just ran out into the parking lot and could have been hit by a car."

​Well, the parent was not paying attention to her child. She put down her tablet, looked up, and said, "Oh my god!" And of course, she's a classic Karen.

​Did not get a thank you. Instead, I'm being accused of trying to kidnap her kid... yeah, right. I don't want a screaming toddler. So I'm just enjoying my food now before I have to go to work this evening. Karen is over there throwing a fit, and you bet the police were called.

​However, I think the security cameras are going to tell the honest truth. Miss Karen is going to get herself into trouble because she wasn't watching her child.

​God... I haven't even been up for 3 hours yet and my day is already turning to shit. Can't wait to work customer service this evening. Why can't people just be nice?

idk how to hide it. my family doesn’t really notice when i don’t come upstairs to eat when im home, considering ive lost 115 lbs naturally and as a result just don’t eat much in general anymore. but i work in EMS so im constantly with others who are somewhat “trained”/ have experience with patients who struggle like I do. not to mention im with them at a minimum of 12 hours a day, and sometimes up to 36 hours straight depending on the shift.
since we’re in such close knit quarters (plus we only have one communal kitchen) for so long i feel like they always notice when i do and don’t eat. i don’t eat meals cooked by others most of the time due to not knowing the nutrition facts and brands of all of the different ingredients. other than that, i still try to eat in front of others when at work even though it’s incredibly difficult just to kinda throw off any suspicion but it’s been hard. we also have a gym at our station so im always training when I can during night shifts.
i can’t necessarily say i “dont want” them to know, because at the end of the day i also dont want anybody thinking i WANT to look this fat. but overall it is pretty embarrassing because i should be skinny to begin with.

my first girlfriend left me (again) and i'm 99% sure it's not because she wants to work on herself, but because she can't get over her ex, but she'll never tell me that unless i find enough proof for her to give up on the lies. long story, cheating included, i don't know what to do. i just want to be loved without being betrayed and lied to, over and over again.. potato salad among other bullshit i probably won't finish.

It's gotten to the point where it's become detrimental, whenever I talk to my friends online or anyone online, I feel like myself, loud, making jokes, having fun. But whenever I go out, I feel so quiet, so anxious and whenever I wanan say something, no matter how hard I try I can't as I always overthink what if I sound stupid, what if they don't want me to talk, what if they think I'm creepy, all that. Even if I just walk outside, I'm always thinking about what random people passing by might think of me. And I know it's all bullshit, but in the moment, it's like I don't know at all.

Anyways, here's an attempt of mine at making beef rendang:)

it was very yummy

w lettuce, rice n beans and sour cream

I just feel stuck. I want to be successful and make my family proud but idk if I can get over my mental issues, laziness and lack of discipline

After speaking to some people about what we could we had two options take it to court and sue the principal/school which cost a lot of money or have me set a list of demands to get done which sounded alot better since I hate court and I don’t have that much money. I said that I wanted the principal to be fired an never work in a school again and the kids that accused me to be expelled and the officer that pat me down to be fired but since they were “doing their job” there wasn’t much to justify it so he got to keep the job. But it turns out that the principal tried to bribe my mom to keep me quiet. I want to sue or do something I’m just to poor a would have to fight against a whole district and there crazy rich. But it wasn’t all bad a few of the parents my mom talked to at my school started a fundraiser to pay for my therapy which I didn’t know about and it was only supposed to go to like 500 dollars but it ended up raising like 2000+ which is crazy because I don’t even know that many people at school.

Thank you to everyone who commented on my last post and showed love and support I really appreciated the kind words.sorry for all the people telling me to sue I would if I had money to go against a whole district and department.

Nutter butter so I can keep this post in the sub.

I’ve been binge drinking for two weeks straight and I need to stop. Last night I was apparently being very uncool. My girlfriend and I got into a fight and I threatened to kill myself. I then begged a good friend to hit me as hard as he could over and over again. Ended up having a gay experience that I seriously regret as well. Here’s my sad little chicken Caesar wrap.

I’ve been out of school for about a year now. I’m going back in January for university which means I have three more months to try my best to get through. If there’s one thing this time has taught me it’s that making friends is the hardest thing in the world and I am lonely when it comes to friendship. I text one friend on and off, but she’s busy with school so we haven’t hung out in over a year. I thought that I would have an incredible social life at this age, going out everyday and partying or hanging out with friends but instead I’m in bed by 10 pm every night. I don’t leave my house except to go to work. Going on social media makes me spiral because I see people with their huge friend groups hang out every day and have fun with one another. Im so lonely and all I want is someone to meet and hang out with. I’m tired of doing things alone, I want to share these moments with someone instead of being by myself. My parents were strict with who I went with and where I went out when I was younger. They sheltered me a lot and it’s paid off like this. Having nobody and struggling to find new people. I’m embarrassed of how boring my life is.

Brookie I made but it’s really dry.

haven’t eaten since yesterday, the vietnamese food that was being made at the restaurant we got the hellish call from our roommate

$2 entry to the fair, so i got myself out of the house in a daze thinking that a cinnamon roll is the only thing I would want to eat rn

i’ve never been so aggressively sad

pecan pie and English breakfast tea

Running super late for class because leaving the house is too hard. I feel terrible.

I’m an engineering student, I’ve been sacrificing a lot the last few years to keep up as my curriculum is kinda evil. This job market is so rough, and I got rejected from a job i miraculously made it to the second interview round for. The d-bag interviewer’s WiFi cut twice because he decided to work from home, and he was just meaner after each cut, not wanting to ask anymore questions.
Anyways, here’s some snickerdoodles.

Hey y'all.

Food is some trashy takeout fries, so damn good.

An update from my old post kind of, (mods I'm sorry if that's not allowed I didn't see it mentioned in the rules), TLDR of that is that I couldn't pee.

I ended up getting a sacral nerve stimulator a month ago and it works, I am VERY grateful that I can pee without catheters.

But, I got an awful staph infection at the surgical site which sucked ass and totally upended my life, and although that seems better after a ton of antibiotics, I'm in a TON of pain still.

Seems the pain is not from the surgery itself, but all the crap going on in the area reactivated chronic pain from an old injury (fell down the stairs last year landing so hard on my butt, and nothing really felt the same since). I was taking NSAIDs last few weeks which really helped but they fucked up my stomach and now I'm just using ice and I'm miserable. I can't even sit in a damn chair, I want my life back.

Anyway. I'm not asking for advice (I have plenty of doctors and I'm very lucky to like them) but maybe just good vibes.

I'm feeling really down and hopeless - my world feels really small from the pain and I'm just trying to survive from one Spravato session to the next (truly lifesaving medication for me). But yeah this sucks and I feel really crappy.

Thanks y'all for reading my rant, I'm embarrassed to be so vulnerable but I'm really having a hard time 💙

There’s nothing great or good in my being trans. If I could be a cishet man I’d much prefer this to whatever I am right now.

More than anything I miss having a companion who knows me inside and out, but I am too busy/jaded/insecure to go try to connect with anyone. I feel like no one understands me. Multigrain rice with bulgogi, jammy egg, mushroom, kale, kimchi

english breakfast tea, whipped cream, sprinkles and honey

soon it shall be time to awkwardly eat dinner in silence with my transphobic divorced parents who are playinf weird mind games pretending to like each other!

i feel a little better today though I couldn't sleep until 6 am and still feel really weird.