Hi. So, a ton of crap has happened. Some crap is good. It shows that you have processed stuff/are in the action of processing stuff. A whole dump truck full of crap...eh...maybe not so much. I mean, it feels like it just continues to pile up, and my shovel has been taken from me, and instead I was handed a teaspoon. So there's that. The last time I wrote in this was nearly fourteen months ago. It's not that I didn't have anything ...
Remember those times I would start a thread, titled something like "TFF Confessions," or "TFF Regrets," or something along those lines? Like, I would decide I wanted to come clean about something, and then, for whatever reason, I thought that other people on the forums would also want to do this. Except usually, people would just respond with nonsense, making fun of the concept, because y'all are trolls, lol Was reminded of those earlier, for some reason. I guess because a ...
So 2017 was kinda a rough year for most people not named Taylor Swift, eh? (Jeez, Taylor. Way to have a good time. That’s not allowed, or something.) American politics are shit, everyone hates each other, and people seem barely capable of not hitting each other over the heads with bike locks, or ramming their cars into each other. Personally, I drifted further into burnt out/not-giving-a-fuck territory this year, even though this is arguably the easiest year I’ve lived, this decade. ...
I know the title may make you think that I am quitting this site, but trust me, I'm not. I quit working for Aetna Building Integrations. After 3.5 months of working my butt off, I found out what kind of person the boss is, and decided that I couldn't do it any longer. I can't work for people who preach teamwork, but then when it comes down to it, is only thinking about themselves. I tried to stick it out and hope that it would change for the better, but it didn't and it wasn't ...
My roommate/ our best friend died on Friday. I'm the one who found him and I'm beyond heartbroken and traumatized. I don't understand. I should've checked on that stupid son of a bitch sooner. Maybe I could've saved him. I don't think I'll ever be able to live with myself or shake off the guilt. I can't eat, I've hardly slept, I can't stop crying and it's getting worse since the shock's worn off. He drove me up the Goddamn wall with ...
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