I thought I'd share a little about myself.
I live with so much anxiety I started recieving disability benefits on the first attempt.
I love games, fantasy, sci-fi, and the process of combining them.
I have more ideas for books than I'll ever be able to write.
Whenever a fix for society's problems is proposed, the question is always "how are we going to pay for it?"
The answer to that question is always "the rich have to do with less."
That's why nothing ever gets fixed.
Greedy cunts...
One of the things people often don't get about the struggle with mental illness and/or addiction is that sometimes it's a MASSIVE win to just not get worse for a while.
My wife asked me not to post this, but here goes anyway:
Some people say that your stomach is just the womb of your butt-pussy.
Your baby's father might be named Mark, but the father of the baby in your butt-pussy is named Chipotle.
#WhatIsWrongWithMe
My wife at 10pm:
"I have to get up early tomorrow. So go away. You're too interesting."
Also my wife at 12am:
"I hated Firefly initially. I was introduced to it by an ex of mine who tried to show it to me in the middle of the night and all I wanted to do was go to sleep."
One thing that's super unclear in our society is the degree to which you must suffer before you're allowed to strike back.
We take a lot in the name of de-escalation, but it seems to be mostly about not making a scene, rather than calm suffering being an effective strategy.
I wonder if there's going to be "Japanese is stupid" conversations amongst students in 300 years because nobody realizes that certain words originated in modern English. Like the ones we have about English today.
Back in the late 90s my dad made fun of his brother for spending hours mining ores in a video game (Runescape?) just so he could make weapons to sell to people who went out adventuring. After the last couple years I now understand how my uncle got to that state. I'm so exhausted.
I learned the other day from my doctor that there actually is a magic weight loss pill now, but my insurance won't cover it until I develop full blown diabetes...
Horray for the American healthcare system! Prevent nothing and then blame you for it!
If you really want to blow a teenager's mind, describe a timeline from your life using "length of high school" as the unit of measurement.
In May, I will have been together with my wife for twice the length of high school.
@Blaise_Corvin My wife just got a job with the county so she can look forward to good benefits and a pension instead of job hopping from company to company in hopes of a better salary. A lot less stress for both of us.