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So I went through a very dark place a few years back. Anxiety, depression and PTSD led me to the conclusion that “life is hard and always will be and that in the whole of human history we are all insignificant”.
But with the help of a great therapist (and some meds) I was able to append “so I might as well have fun”.
So I try to find joy wherever I can. So yes to doing things, fight my cynical side, make friends, dress weird, dance, party, be my (weird fun happy) self, allocate zero fucks to the haters and all to love to the people that matter.
I still fight the system where I can, but mostly by trying to make other’s lives happier. Let the billionaires be rich miserable assholes, we’re too busy dancing slutty to care.
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For younger or newer renters, I highly recommend the book Safe and Sound: A Renter-Friendly Guide to Home Repair by Mercury Stardust
It covers so many things I wish I knew when I first moved out on my own, and probably would have saved me some serious money over the years.
Guldens Spicy Brown Mustard. Dad was from Brooklyn and loved it, as I kid I just wanted the neon yellow stuff all my friends had. Now, many years later, I always have it in my fridge.
Way back when I still went to church (I got better), there was a doctor who always wore this blue diamond print tie every Sunday. If you looked closer, the lighter blue diamonds were viagra pills.
That what ultimately ends my time here, will be my own fault.
And spiders… Fuck spiders.
Noodles, specifically Bee Hoon (rice vermicelli). Mild and feels like is absorbs all the sins of the night before.
A lot of basic foods, for instance: tuna, Pop Tarts(toaster pastries), Frozen Veg, Dry Pasta.
The store brands are so much cheaper and often higher quality.
Bluesky has gained a million brazilion new users…
I’m so sorry, it was right there. And yay for Bluesky!
“Were you there?” shudders with rage
I mean yes, because that, but also it’s just pretty.
I’m a total wimp and I went upper outer thigh. Got it at a reputable place, but spur of the moment with a friend. Very little pain, almost always hidden, but as a bonus, gives me an excuse to hike up my shorts/skirt when it comes up in conversation.
Exactly, this is only an issue for me if my cat manages to build a wifi jammer. Though that is a possibility.
I mean I recognize it, but as something I frequently say to my therapist. (They finally divorced when I was 24).
Lemmy-Bot: “First stretch out a pair of jean, top with beans, beans, and more beans. This will prevent you from pooping for at least 3 days.”
Obviously, it’s gotta be Powerade Mountain Berry Blast or you just damned that person to hell.
Bob’s Burgers hands down. It’s just constantly showcases the wholesomeness I want to see in the world.
It shows a constantly imperfect world, and family, friends, and community standing together to survive it.
I could write a thesis, but I’m crying thinking about that Christmas episode now, you know the one.