Horrible and ready to be put out of my misery.
Haha mood
Welcome to the club buddy. Hang in there. Not literally.
“Hang in there, baby. Aw, that’s cute. Wait…copyright 1968? Hmmmm, determined or not that kitty is long gone…well that’s a downer…”
Feel the hell out of this. I spent all weekend trying to build U-Boot, Alpine Linux on a Rockchip RK3588 board. I guess you have to have even less of a life than me to be the select 10 people on this planet who can do it with almost nonexistent documentation.
Do you work for the mafia, a religious group, or the government?
I’m doing Lemmy with Docker on a Debian host and Voyager as the frontend.
Missing comma strikes again!
I managed to wrangle myself some downtime this week, and my favorite musical artist put out a new EP so pretty good.
What’s the EP? 👀
it’s Cynthoni’s (formerly Sewerslvt) new thing
https://cynthoni.bandcamp.com/album/sewerslvt-presents-cynthoni-pt-2-ep
Waaait, they changed their name? Whaaaa
Oh I should check it out. I’m into adjacent artists. Thanks.
Someone got stabbed in the hallway outside my apartment last night. Being poor’s just great!
Afraid of being asked this irl and dropping tmi. But since this is the Internet…
I’m 52 and going through what feels like a 2nd fucking puberty. I’m feeling creative again, but this time with panic attacks, and enough experience to own the Art of Procrastination to a level that matches Gojo’s Limitless. I’m dodging that shit like it’s effortless until the last possible moment and then crush it. So far.
I have so, so much to worry about, I’ve shorted out. My brain is simply in denial so I will probably have a sleep paralysis panic attack again soon.
At least there’s some good stuff too and I’m clinging to that. And my hyperfocusing/fixation on stuff has come in handy, even when using to avoid other things.
Anxious but looking forward to moving out. Things just have been really rough on me mentally for the past few years where I currently am and I’m just really looking forward to at least put some of those memories behind me for a while
Rough patch.
My wife is going through chemo for colon cancer. Prognosis looks good. But the treatment is hell. Halfway through next week.
Her aunt lives with us. She has Parkinsons. Starting to really slide. Needs bathroom help every 2 hours - 24x7x365. No one sleeps much here. She’ll need to go into assisted living real soon now. Will she live longer than her money? Maybe.
My kid is 14. Good kid. Smart. Well-intentioned. But 14 is hard. And he’s a total slacker.
My mom just had gallbladder surgery at 80. She’s recovering well. But lives on her own and needs extra attention. We all worry she will need to go into assisted living, too. But she’s mostly broke. Not good.
The place I work was bought out a few months ago. My job is likely safe through the end of the year. But after that… well, we all know how it usually goes. At least my wife’s chemo will be covered until then.
I’m over 60 and overweight with HBP. No heart attack… yet. But that can’t be too far off.
So… plenty of pressure all around. But I manage to keep to the Stoics’ philosophy and accept the world as it is. Be patient and kind and let things happen as they happen. I keep trying to loose weight.
Either we get through this, or we don’t. But I can easily accept that we all did our best.
Damn. That’s a lot of stress. Make sure you put your health first as a priority. Walk/bike daily. Stay with us.
Thank you for seeing me. Some days, the worst is the feeling that all of the struggle is not only insignificant in the end, but also invisible. I think of all of the rest that are in situations like me and that I’ll never know them.
Not great
I’m fine. I hope you are too.
Not great. Perpetually exhausted (~4 years, onset), GP just gaslights me into thinking I’m fine.
My friends have all but abandoned me since the pandemic.
I have no job and due to the aforementioned fatigue struggle to find a route back to employment.
On the plus side my cat loves me. Probably something to doo with tuna.
Overall I think I win.
Balls right now. Just balls.
Doin’ my best. God, I’m so tired…
Right there with you.
Appreciate it. Thank you. One day at a time, yeah? You got this.
I have a lot of free time today so I’m having a blast improving my NixOS skills while listening to some relaxing music.
Pretty awful if I’m being honest. I’m miserable at my job but having trouble finding anything better and worrying I’m not good enough. All my friends have had kids and settled down and I uninstalled all the dating apps a year ago because all I ever got was ghosted. I feel like I’m stuck here with no way out.
Hey, don’t let your job define you. I feel like I have imposter syndrome every day at my job. But at the end of the day, a job is a job. Do you have any hobbies? Music?
Also, the job market is hard. Try not to let it get you down (as much as you can. I know it’s demoralizing.)
I have a paper for uni due end of this month that I’m procrastinating working on. Not fun because I have low motivation to do it, but otherwise I’m doing fine.
