This is why my idea of fun is just being able to relax now. To much all the time. Its not about having fun times anymore as much as having the torture stop for brief periods.
And the cherry on top is the certain knowledge that in the very near future, it’s going to get even worse.
I used to always be like, hey times are tough now but it’ll get easier. But it never really stops and it just keeps getting harder.
Knock knock. Who’s there? An unexpected car repair.
Oh, what’s that? A sudden toothache? Don’t worry, you just need a root canal!
For real, though, sometimes you can ignore tooth pain and it’ll go away (kinda). I was getting really bad tooth pain when I was in grad school without any sort of meaningful health insurance, so I kept putting off going to the dentist and eventually the pain went away.
Fast forward 5 years when I finally get a job with dental coverage and I go in for a cleaning. They find out that one of my fillings has come loose (on the tooth that had the pain 5 years earlier) and they remove it and start to redrill. All of a sudden the dentist starts swearing and tells me that he “hit a pocket of infected pus and it started spraying out like an oil well,” and it has likely been there since my toothache stopped. Turns out, if you ignore a bad infection long enough, the nerve in the tooth just dies and it doesn’t hurt anymore!
One particularly nasty 5.5-hour root canal later, my teeth are better, but that was an experience I don’t particularly care to repeat.
If I ignore it, it will go away!
Crises Everywhere All At Once
As a fifty year old all I can say is that, at some point, all the field in which you grown your fucks become barren.
Crisis 1: “aahhhhhhhhhh!!!”
Crisis 2: “ooooweeeoooweeeoooweee”
Crisis 3: “aaaooooooghaaaaas”
Me: “Huh…this live action One Piece is really good. I think I’ll binge Blue Eye Samurai next.”
can confirm. ran out of fucks to give years before i hit 50
And the key is learning to care about the ones that matter and ignoring the others
they all matter but yes. what is going to fuck you the hardest and soonest. must prioritize.
Oh yeah, I have a credit score.
I’m in this meme and I’m fucking exhausted
I feel this all too well
I just want to lie on the sofa and scroll Lemmy for, idk, a few weeks.
