This is a secondary account used by somebody living with depression.
Not affiliated with anybody linked to the Silent Hill franchise, just very fond of the series and imagery of Silent Hill.
My 30 year old colleague, who lives with parents and pays no bills, is huffing and whinging today because their nan is 'only' giving them £2500 for spending money for their holiday next week.
I have an overwhelming urge to punch them in the face.
Is it partly jealousy? Probably. But mainly it's that if my nan was alive and gave me a tenner, I'd hug her and be grateful.
The entitlement is what's really getting me.
@scribblebear I DIDN'T EVEN GET A WARNING like they never even told me there was sex, let alone graphic jam filled sex.
Not amused.
Actually quite traumatised.
Can't post this on main, but I must share the horror.
An offline acquaintance asked me to read their fanfic, and it includes a scene where jam is used as lube.
STRAWBERRY
JAM
Just had a very long and awkward convo with Dad and Stepmum, covering such topics as 'are you trying to lose weight?' 'have they fixed your depression?' and 'are you going to try dating again.'
I am tired.
The rest of the holiday better not continue like this.