t’s way easier to think about how hard it is to interact with potential dates and all the things that could go wrong, then it is to think about all the times you’ve successfully interacted with humans (with dating intentions or otherwise) and it turned out fine or even fantastic.
one reason it’s so much easier is the frequency.
and “fine” isn’t good enough when you’re looking for something deeper than the perfunctory “hey how you doing?” that our shitass society decided to make a greeting despite the fact that nobody who ever said that wants to hear the real answer.
previously i had major life changes to look forward to that came with changes to social and material conditions for no additional effort, but once you’re out of school and therapy and medication fails over and over again, there’s nowhere left to find hope.
it’s probably not precisely true but i feel like care providers actually giving a shit is gatekept behind an attempt and i suffer enough without rolling the dice on making things much, much worse. sartre btfo.
true that. I’m into the double digits now for number of psych medications I’ve tried
everything sucks and I’m miserable and so is everyone else and I wish I had the energy to do fuckin anything besides work, sleep, and occasionally shitpost as a semblance of social interaction
So is “sup” not a literal what’s-up then? Invariably I reply with what I am doing, because wtf else could ‘what’s up’ mean, and invariably I am doing something specific (special interest-y) that seems to kill conversations lmao
and “fine” isn’t good enough when you’re looking for something deeper than the perfunctory “hey how you doing?” that our shitass society decided to make a greeting despite the fact that nobody who ever said that wants to hear the real answer.
one reason it’s so much easier is the frequency.
and “fine” isn’t good enough when you’re looking for something deeper than the perfunctory “hey how you doing?” that our shitass society decided to make a greeting despite the fact that nobody who ever said that wants to hear the real answer.
cw: depression, self-harm thoughts.
was watching the philosphy tube live thing where she does the self-review and somebody asked “what would you tell you from five years ago?”
to which i immediately thought for myself:
it doesn’t get better, it’s not worth it. [redacted]
previously i had major life changes to look forward to that came with changes to social and material conditions for no additional effort, but once you’re out of school and therapy and medication fails over and over again, there’s nowhere left to find hope.
true that. I’m into the double digits now for number of psych medications I’ve tried
everything sucks and I’m miserable and so is everyone else and I wish I had the energy to do fuckin anything besides work, sleep, and occasionally shitpost as a semblance of social interaction
no platitudes from me dawg, life is ass 🫡
edit: your username is kickass btw.
i’ve started using “hey there” and “heyo” specifically to avoid the wasted syllables of “howareyoufinethankshowboutyou”
at least “sup” works w/ close friends who know to just reply “sup” also :]
yeah those are better. honorable mention to “what’s good” for the more honest sentiment
So is “sup” not a literal what’s-up then? Invariably I reply with what I am doing, because wtf else could ‘what’s up’ mean, and invariably I am doing something specific (special interest-y) that seems to kill conversations lmao
fucking right!