Putting things in order chapter 26

I've lived in my house for about 5 years now. When we moved in there was a cat outside that would come over every day. If we were outside doing work, he would follow us around. He'd hang out around our house during the day.
He would also hang out at the house across the street. He would disappear during the winter and we always assumed they took him inside. We have no confirmation on this.
Recently, we had to put him down. Last spring, he came back with a gash on his side. We were going to take him to the vet but it started healing on its own. This year, he came back with his jaw all fucked. For about the first month, he stayed on our porch in a cat house we had out there for him. We fed him wet food, and tried to bring him back up to strength. He eventually started wandering around the neighborhood again, but he wasn't gaining any weight and he wasn't acting like himself.
I took him to vet as soon as I got the money to (which was about when my tax refund came in). I was expecting to go in, get some medicine, maybe have to take him inside for a bit. The vet told us he had feline aids and his bone marrow wasn't making any new blood cells. Anything they could do for him could push him over and kill him. Our only real choice was to put him down. It was a hard decision to make, but I was able to end up making it.
I had to take the rest of the day off work bc I couldn't stop crying. The rest of that week wasn't much better. I'm doing a little better, but I still end up tearing up if I think about him.
While I was at work on Saturday, the neighbor across the street came over and talked to my mom. Said that he had been around for at least 15 years (we were estimating 6-8 years). Gave her his whole back story.
Today, they came over to ask if we had anything done with his body. The vet we went to sent him somewhere to get him cremated, and we got his ashes yesterday. Our neighbor had asked for his ashes because she had known him longer and had a "better connection with him".
My mom had gotten me outside for the last part of the conversation. I didn't really say much, I don't like talking to people very much and talking about him still gets me choked up. My mom had stalled saying I had ordered a necklace to put some of his ashes in to keep him with me.
Right now she's looking for another box to put some of his ashes to give to them. We're both feeling bad about separating him. But the box I got from the cremation service has his name engraved on it (which the neighbor has said she doesn't like the name we gave him) and I spent 130 on his cremation stuff alone. The full expenses are around $400.
I'm the one who took him to the vet. I'm the one who had to make the decision. I'm the one who paid for it all.
I already have 4 different memorabilia items shipping for him.
I'm just not sure if I'm doing the right thing. We've ordered another box to put half of him in. We're keeping the pawprint and fur that the cremation business gave us. I just feel bad separating him, even if it is to someone else who cared about him.
I don't even know what response I'm expecting or wanting here. Thank you for letting me get my thoughts out and any feedback you all have.

Hello, residents of Lower Duck Pond! I’m here to announce the expansion of Hewstone, Inc. to the town of Lower Duck Pond.

What is Hewstone, Inc? Who are you?

I’m Derek Hewstone (pronounced like “Houston”), great-nephew of Hewstone, Inc’s founder, Mason Hewstone. My friends call me “Oreo” (long story. I’ll tell it some other time). Hewstone, Inc is a conglomerate that runs a lot of services over in Hydroelectric City.

Okay, why should I care?

Because it means LDP is finally getting a lot of big-time services installed. The recent influx to town put you guys on our radar. This means things like fiber-optic internet, high-speed mail delivery, and other quality-of-life upgrades.

You’re not taking over things, are you?

By no means! We’re committed to working with your city council on every development. We’re working in the background for the most part right now, so any actual changes are still a couple months away from even starting. If you have any requests or preferences as to what services you want us to focus on, please don’t hesitate to send them to our way, and we’ll bring them up in our next meeting with your city council members.
If you’ve made it this far, thanks for listening. We hope that we can serve the residents of Lower Duck Pond well!
Derek “Oreo” Hewstone, Hewstone, Inc., Lower Duck Pond Regional Representative

Hi everyone! :) I’m (23F) here in need of some advice since I have reached end of treatment as per my doctor’s orders. Audiogram photos attached– Left image is most recent (today) May 21st and Right is the first one I had done on May 2nd. Circles are right ear and X’s are left ear. TLDR at the end
First experienced SSHL symptoms April 26th, so 3 weeks and a half ago. Thought I was about to get sick (my parents were visiting me and were sick) and my left ear was just clogged due to congestion. After not getting “sick” figured it might be ear wax and went in a couple days after to urgent care and got my ears flushed but obviously that did nothing.
Finally got to see an ENT May 2nd so 6 days after onset. Got diagnosed SSHL on my left ear and started Prednisone 60mg the next day. Originally I was supposed to do 7 days on 60mg and then start tapering, but I ended up seeing another ENT (May 8th) who suggested I extend the 60mg for 3 more days making it 10 total and then do no tapering. That second hearing test on May 8th showed some improvement, which was great.
New doctor suggested to start steroid injections right away as well (which my first doctor never mentioned). That next day I got my first injection and was due to see him again in a week. Another hearing test that next week, very minor improvement in mid and high frequencies and did worse on lower frequencies, but my speech recognition went to 100% on both ears which is great. Did a second round of injections, he had told me max he does is 3 and that doesn’t think a third would be worth it for me.
Fast forward to today, audiogram turned out to have very very minor improvement, doctor decided it’s enough for the injections and that at this point treatment should end. It’s a bummer to me that I couldn’t fully regain my hearing with the steroid treatment, but he did say that in the next few months either maybe the inflammation goes down and hearing gets better, or my brain just continues to adjust to this, making it a bit easier to deal with. My parents are keen on me seeing another doctor, even though I tell them that someone else will just tell me the same thing, but also a part of me is curious what another doctor would think of the treatment I followed, as I have heard people doing prednisone with taper and/or for longer, or receiving multiple rounds of steroid injections whereas I only got two.
TLDR: After 10 days of 60mg Prednisone no taper and 2 rounds of injections, some improvement but still mild to moderate hearing loss in left ear (see audiogram photos) and tinnitus.
So I guess I just wanted someone’s opinion on my case, the treatment followed and odds of continuing to improve in the next few months. Today is 25 days after onset, 9 days since I went off Prednisone, and 6 days since my last injection.

Hey everyone !! So my ops manager dress coded me and sent me home for wearing crocs for a 6 - 11 am ad set (so I leave before the store opens) on Sunday, but I was told we don't have to be in dress code before the store is open so I questioned her on it (we were both also seeing sweat pants, which aren't allowed as stated in the dress code). She said it's because the dress code says we can't wear crocs and they aren't a "safety shoe", but she got mad when I pointed out she was wearing adidas slides, which are also not allowed according to the dress code, and I also wouldn't exactly call that a safety shoe lmfao.
Then on Monday my GM told me that I wasn't meeting my credit goal, but I, as a taker, am not supposed to cashier and I also leave before the store opens 90% of the time. So basically, getting credit cards isn't a party of my job, but I was told it was a new corporate rule, which sounds like a bold faced lie to me, but maybe I'm wrong ?
She also gives out special gratis when you get a card, usually the best/most expensive stuff that comes in the gratis box, so task associates have no chance to get her special credit card gratis, which doesn't seem fair to me. She also had another task associate (her favorite) help her put together our last gratis bags and unsurprisingly she had a bunch of nice stuff in her bag, and so did her work besties.
Last bit of GM tea, she asked me to stop asking other employees how much they make (which is illegal btw) and got mad at me when I asked why I was the lowest paid task associate, even though I've been there the longest, I get the most hours (which I'm assuming means they trust that I can do my job), and they have me running truck and training new task associates since our merch manager quit. I'm doing all that for $13.50 / hr, while the new hires I'm training are making up to $15 / hr with little to no job experience (I have 2 years of retail management experience). The GM also asked me if I was going to give the store a good review in the culture survey in front of several other employees in the back room, like she called me out like to try and publicly shame me into a positive review or something. I was also told by two former employees that she reads the culture surveys and subtly calls people out for saying negative things in the review after the fact.
Anyways I'm tired of their shenanigans and I'm wondering what my options are here, and if I'm correct in my assumptions about task associate responsibilities and what the dress code before we open is, and also if I should call HR, or just go straight to a complaint with the better business bureau ? Will HR actually do anything ? Cuz with the specific complaints I have I know that she'll know the report came from me and I'm in no position to lose my job from her retaliating (she seems like the type of person that would cut my hours dramatically and write me up for nonsense, but not actually fire me, if that makes sense).
Ok, rant concluded. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

I placed an order from a shop that says is located in Canada (I’m in Canada also). The tracking number (Canada post) they gave never updated - just said info sent electronically. I messaged the seller and they said it was lost in transit and they would resend. I asked for new tracking number. This is where I don’t understand - the tracking for it says the origin is Richmond bc, but it started shipping from Toronto, ont. The sender is listed as “LETIAN PARCEL” (which according to my google search is related to drop shipping from china ?). It showed up today and one of the custom items is wrong and I feel like if this is a “husband and wife” “handmade item” that it claims to be then I can’t see how this mistake would happen. So I’m wondering if it’s some kind of drop shipping / weird produced else where thing ? The address on the shipping label in Toronto comes up as industrial building , and under that label I found the original tracking label to me and that’s from Richmond , and that address comes up as a warehouse. I’m still waiting to hear back from the shop about the issue. But wondering if this ship is legit ?

Motherboard - Gigabyte b550MK
CPU - Ryzen 7 5800X GPU - MSi Nvidia GeForce RTX 3070
Ram - 4 sticks of 8g all at 3200hz (task manager telling me its only 2400hz) 1 tb of SSD storage
I am still getting frequent lag spikes in games like Helldivers 2, Ready or not, and The Finals. I upgraded my ram from 16g to 32g by adding to more sticks of 8g recently, and it did not fix anything. So I am wondering it my cpu is under powered, or my gpu, or anything else. The only someone jank thing that I've done to my pc that idk if is bad or not is I've put a small piece of a foam target to hold up my gpu cause it looked like it was sagging.

Hey everyone,
I just ordered a sleigh bed for a room in my house and the website says a box spring is required. However, there are wooden slacks across the bottom base part. I was wondering if they should be removed before putting a box spring in (getting box spring from Amazon, metal). I ordered a 12 inch mattress but it will still be just a bit too short for the headboard, so was thinking a 7 inch one. Send recommendations please.
Thanks

Greetings all,
I am a true solo, i.e. no secretary, paralegal--no one but me. Practice area: immigration (family petitions only), uncontested divorces, and crim law. Crim law is my passion and I've been trimming down the immigration part of my practice.
Annual gross is approximately $340k; $300k net. Work week is about 30-35 hours, no weekend or holidays.
I feel that I am at a point where I should expand/partner up with another person or just stay put? I'm a bit torn as I love my quality of life...but I'd hate to leave money on the table by not scaling up.
Has anyone here partnered up recently in order to synergistically grow?

It's been really hard for me and now it's really starting to break me mentally. I work long hours. I get to see my 7 month old about an hour a day. 7-8p when I get home around 7. Her bed time is at 7:30 or 8 on a good day. I do her bedtime routine every night which I love.
We are on vacation this week with my SO's family and I'd hope I'd get to spend way more time with my daughter but it's all being sucked up by my partner's family and it's really getting to me. I never get to push her in her stroller when we are out, or carry her around. But I get to change all the poopy diapers (again not complaining. I'll do anything for my daughter).
The thing that really got to me was my partner's Mom did the bedtime routine tonight. My routine. The very little one on one time I have with her got robbed from me.
I guess I'm just a different father then people are used to. Society just expects Dad's to bring home the bacon and change diapers and not get emotional or just put their feelings aside and go with the flow.
Please help me process and tell me if I'm just being extra.

I started thinking of getting the whole system replaced but I think it’s around 2000-3000$ and that is more than I can afford to put into it. I’m trying to figure out how things might go if I try to get it repaired. All the websites say 150-350 average cost but I somehow doubt that. The door doesn’t open and close super smoothly like a new door but it doesn’t seem too bad, it’s kinda squeaky. I don’t care about having a nice new door, although it would be nice, but realistically just need something that wont fall down and hurt someone. I will get some companies in to quote but was just curious if anyone else here has gone through the similar process of getting their existing old wooden door setup repaired and how much it cost and what the experience was like. Im no expert but certain the spring needs to be replaced as it’s likely 30 years old. Any feedback or tips welcome. Thanks!

not sure if this scenario is relatable to anyone but I’m doing an internship across the country soon and I’ve never lived anywhere other than the town I grew up in. I feel grateful for said opportunity but have been struggling with anxiety about living somewhere new by myself for a summer and also sadness that I will be away from my partner and friends for a summer and spending my birthday alone.
my Nparent asked me if I’m excited to start my internship and I told them yes but that I’m feeling stress about the things I just listed above. this turned into an hour long lecture about how instead of focusing on this great opportunity and putting my all into it I’m prioritizing stupid things like my birthday and having fun with my friends. then turned into a draining back and forth of me trying to explain that while I see the value of the internship and I’m doing it for a reason, it’s also not easy being away from everyone in my life and that I think I might struggle mentally with that.
then turned into me being told that no one at the internship will take me seriously because my priorities are out of order and I clearly don’t even deserve the opportunity because I’m so negative and don’t appreciate it. this made me feel so guilty and just shitty about myself

I've seen programmable semantics (eval-hacking, macros) in LISPs and in Haskell-likes(Monads/Template Haskell), the overall techinque in OOP languages is called "Aspect Oriented Programming". Has this kind of thing been discussed before, and is it Pythonic it could allow a lot of Python code to be shorter. Python has sys.set_trace that sort of allows some form of programmable semantics but its mostly for debugging.
Programmable assignment(variables) are like setters/getters/properties, but instead of being run on o.x = 5, you could run them on "all local assignments" isnside a context manager or in a decorated function. On every assignment you could do stuff like log the values, update dependencies, notify objects, do a database transaction, do persistance, calculate other values, without having to explicitly do so for every assignment statement.
Programmable semicolons (such as Haskell Monads, or reprogramming Lisp do/progn/let) could allow you to have the same code run either synchronous, async, get undo/history support, break on error, rollback, logging in between lines, changing local/global variables in between each line, database access in between lines, checking values for errors, ignoring certain statements, etc... You can think of a semicolon like an "unrolled for loop"/iterator ran for each code line. It would be like async but you can change a piece of code to be sync or async at run time by changing the context manager you are in. Programmable "call" can change the default call operation in a context manager for all functions and be similar to semicolons.
Programmable eval would allow you to change the order of operations, choose to ignore certain functions, allow you replace certain expensive expressions with others, allow you to keep a trace of all evaluations taking place, you can turn an expression/program into an interator allowing you to pretty cool stuff.

I (27M) often let my mother borrow money. She typically pays it back but it's gotten to the point where I think it's too much to handle. I'll give an example. This is going to be long. I put in for time off for 10 days to help her move since her old place was too expensive and she couldn't afford movers. In the old place, she and my older sister were supposed to be splitting the bills but my older sister quit her job and failed to find another. My older sister eventually moved to another state. Anyway, when I get down there she doesn't have any money for the truck so I have to rent out a truck. She knows I get paid on the weeks she doesn't, this is something else that's become a constant thing when it comes to borrowing money. Whatever I pay for the truck. Well, a few days goes by and we move most of the stuff into the new place.
My older sister, the same sister that moved away, needs $300 by Wednesday or she's getting put out of her place. I offer the money since I worry about my niece and nephew, she has 2 kids btw, but my mom is unsure about the validity of her claims. She does some calling around and it seems my sister was asking other family members for the same amount and had received the amount already.
When my mom is telling me this she goes "Yeah your sister got the money from another family member, but can you pay off the amount on my furniture, refrigerator, and stove? The new place she's moving into doesn't have a refrigerator or stove. I'm thinking sure whatever not that big of a deal. I forgot to mention my younger sister, niece and grandmother live with my mother as well. We get to the place keep in mind I'm thinking it's just $300 is the payoff amount. In actuality, it's around $1200. I told her I didn't have that much money on me. When we get in the car she goes "Well how much did you think it was?" in a very snarky tone. We never discussed how much it was beforehand. I just assumed it was no more than the $300 my sister previously needed.
Since this was said I've been in a bad mood ever since. I'm here with mom for a few more days but I'm just exhausted. I paid for my plane tickets out of my pocket, on top of paying for the truck and other things. She let me know a few weeks ago that things would be tough financially for her since she decided to move and that she would need my help but things have been tough for me as well financially. Since graduating college, I've been struggling to gain a footing financially. It may have to do with the fact I don't have a spouse or any children on top of her raising us kids as a single parent which makes her feel entitled to any money I earn but I'm not sure. I don't have anyone to talk to so any advice is welcomed.

My family is a ball and chain.
I've waited 30 years to become independent. To live on my own. To be free, to see the world.
I did all the right things. I went to college, I work full time. Yet in my entire adult life I have never been free.
My family.
My 50 year old mother, I love her dearly, born with a rare condition has not worked since she was 24. Survives off of social security.
My 25 year old sister i love her dearly. Only a highschool diploma and no desire for higher education or job training. For much of our lives only thought she was lazy and a slacker only to realize she most definitely is on the autism spectrum and has only held one job in her life and due to her crippling anxiety and depression and adhd. hasn't worked in over 4 years. She has her own issues, coming out as trans was difficult for her but we have always accepted her.
I discovered my sexuality thanks to a close friend, got passed the internalized homopobia and eventually found my love of my life and we both discovered the gay community and created a large friends group. Something i never thought I'd have. Yet despite these improvements in my mental health I am still trapped.
My family and I live in state funded housing which is cheaper than market rent but its designed to keep you in poverty, not meant to help you out of poverty.
My boyfriend comes from the opposite kind of family. Father worked the stock market. Multiple homes, a vacation home that is larger than an average home. Sent him to college debt free. On a whim giving each of the 4 children $20,000 to save.
My entire life our family has never had much money, my parents divorced, dad is in the picture but never held a steady job. Grandfather passed away, his brother gambled all of his savings away. My other grand father put money into a life insurance program for my sister and I, instead of an investment resource. We never saw a dime.
When my parents divorced I became the man of the house, I got my first job out of highschool as I went to community College.
As a family we have always pooled the family funds. This month I pay off xy and z bills next month mom pays them etc. To make matters worse the amount of times my mother has had to go in the red to pay off something just handicapped us for the following month and so on.
Then a tree hit out apartment and shook our family to its core, we where displaced, lucky enough to get onto a friends lease at the current state supported place but despite all of that nothing has changed.
My sister doesn't work, we pay for everything for her, and when I say we I mean me.
My mother's monthly check pays off rent and all my cash goes to the bills.
I've always wanted to leave. This year I had a chance. My boyfriend and I found a friend, we planned to move. I finally could save. Even just a fraction. My first savings account. A measly 1,000. But of course something needs to be payed, so its always chipped at, but we try to replace what we can.
As the months move closer to the move out, my partner lost his job. Dealing with his own recently diagnosed adhd and depression, I comfort him and after 6 months and eating away at much of his savings just to survive he finally got another job. Things where looking up. I told my coworkers I "this was it."
Then my partner lost his job again, no more than 2 months after getting it. The same mental health reasons caused it. Now his family are truly trying to help him. And in the meantime I'm still here, in the same moneyless pit that my family has become. Where I have to support them on the meager salary I have.
I know it will get better, I will move. I will have actual savings and can continue education when I'm comfortable. But. Tonight as I stare in the black void of my bedroom with the lights off. I just want to be free.
When I have friends with homes, children and savings over a couple 100k i just think, what if I was in there shoes, or they in mine. Would they understand the struggle?
Forgive me, I'm tired, and I need to get ready to work tomorrow. That freedom can't come any faster.
Thanks for letting me vent.

hey! ive been concerned about the possibility of cushings for about a year, and i thought i would come here to ask for advice or opinions as spaces such as this have always been the most helpful in figuring out the next steps.
i first found out about cushings not too long after i was put on prednisone at a dose considered to be high (50mg) for a few months to help handle my indeterminate IBD which i was diagnosed with at the same time. the tapering of my dose was rushed right at the end due to extreme constipation caused by the medication, but i had also experienced weight gain of about 60 pounds that has not budged since. i went from 130 to 190, and most of the weight went to my midsection, as well as my thighs and upper arms, and the rest of my legs and arms are quite muscular but still much thinner in comparison with no additional growth there, and i developed a hump on my neck that is quite solid. the hump was my first sign that pushed me to look into cushings as i noticed it when trying to lay my head back, it blocks most motion, which i typically would have a lot of in that area as i have EDS, which also complicates this even more as all of the skin symptoms from cushings other than the purple stretch marks are also caused by that. we never really looked into cushings during that time as it was pure chaos trying to get my IBD and other gi issues under control after prednisone, and i was in the hospital for treatments, scans, or tests almost constantly for a few months. even now things are still crazy, but its been sitting in the back of my mind for so long.
i am happy to provide more details if needed, but i’d like to know if people think this is reasonable to look into still, and where to go from here if so?

A new home we are buying is on a corner lot. The side lawn area has. 10’ utility easement along it next to the sidewalk. We want to be able to put a fence around our property line there. Do I have options or am I screwed? Horry county SC.
Some things I read says we need a variance, some say it’s okay to do with understanding they can rip it down at their leisure, some say no way, Jose.
Just trying to cover our basis and I’d imagine someone in Reddit land has knowledge of SC easement regs. Tia!

Hi, My husband was murdered May '23 and I finally got the autopsy last week. I'm having a hard time understanding a few things I'm hoping you could clarify.
First, I would like to state that I understand this is not in a professional capacity. Additionally: •There is no active investigation of my husband's murder. The perpetrator took his own life after killing my husband and another person. •I've emailed the Dr. who performed the exam and am awaiting their return from leave.
If it's okay for me to post a SS of the "evidence of injury" (?), what I'm wondering: 1. Are the injuries listed in any particular order? 2. How many times was he shot?! 3. Can I ask them for a diagram?
You would think I would have a police report to help fill these gaps but almost 13 months later, I do not.
Thank you, from the bottom of my broken heart.

So, I'm due in late August and my husband and I have been prepping for baby. One thing we have been trying to hammer out is our sleeping arrangement.
We rent two bedrooms from his mom, one is ours and the other is soon to be the nursery. My idea is to put a twin bed in the nursery for me for a few reasons. For one, it'll just be easier for me to roll out of bed to tend to the baby as needed for feedings, etc. We plan to exclusively breastfeed for a minimum of the first six months.
Two, my husband snores. Badly. He already keeps me up with his snoring and I just don't need my husband keeping me awake during my chances to get sleep for myself. He's also a trucker, he's home daily, works 5 days per week. I'm afraid for his safety if he's on the road sleep deprived from waking up with me and the baby through the night.
Three, I have two cats who live in our bedroom with us (they roam the whole house during the day while everyone is at work). I'm afraid that they'll get midnight zoomies and run across the baby or something, idk.
The issue is, he so badly wants to be involved. He wants the baby in the room with us. He says it's a "good thing to wake up for" through the night when I bring up my worry about him working sleep deprived. He's already so dedicated to our child, and it makes me almost feel ungrateful because I should take all the help he wants to offer. But there's just not much for him to do, I mean he can hold and soothe the baby, but I'm the one with milk lol.
I certainly don't want to rob him of our child's infancy, but I do think I raise good concerns.
Thoughts?

Writing a letter to the person we won’t name. And also listening to sad songs to really put emotions into this shit.
I think to myself. Wow I could write a suicide letter to everyone if I wanted.
AHEM WHAT BITCH? WHAT? I DID NIT START WROTING A LETTER TO SAY GOODBYE. for gods sake I wouldn’t leave anything behind if I did do it.
Uhm. Besides that. I need help. I need Jesus. I need a will to live.
WHY DID I THINK ABOUT WRITING A FUCKING SUCIIDR LETTER. I DONT EVEN WANT TO COMMIT SUICIDE (there is a difference between being suicidal and not wanting to be alive. ASK ME THE DIFFERENCE I DARE YOU)
So uhm. Jesus Christ. Please come save my soul. Cause I don’t want these unwanted thoughts no matter how badly I want to go to hell.
I love how I always think I’m doing fine. But then THISE THKIGHTS HIT ME GOD DAMN.
Someone send me a cute nerd! Would love a dopamine rush. Cause I’m suffering. I’m not gonna do it. No promises tho. But I’m not gonna do it. I can’t do it. Even if some part of maybe wants to (?).
Uhm. Hi. I’d like to order a good nights rest. And healthy brain by tomorrow.
I don’t want to do it. I swear. I may want to die. I may want to be non existent. But I swear Idont want it. Even if that’s partially a lie. Idk.
I’m so sorry for the spam. I promise I’ll try to post less. But at the same time. If I post less you all might worry I did end up killing myself.
Anyone wanna be in a giant discord server that I can interact with you all. Specifically those who actually follow my posts and care about if I’m dead or alive. I really wanna delete Reddit off my phone and might. I feel like I’m being too much. I’m posting too much about discord giy and bumble bro. I know you all prolly don’t care. Buti feel insecure after the last post. I wanna shut down. But I don’t want to worry you all.
Comment below if you want me to make a discord server so I can talk to y’all. Or just join my current one and talk to me there cause I wanna get off Reddit. But I don’t want to be assumed dead.
Shit I should be careful. Cause if you know who does follow my content he might joi—-
Anyway. Does anyone want daily interactions with me to know I’m alive and it not be through Reddit? I’m happy to make a server. But like. I doubt anyone will want it but I’ll offer it.
Ugh. Sometimes I do wish suicide were the answer but I know it’s not.
One day I’ll smile for real.
One day I won’t be lonely.
But tbf if I die I’ll be in hell with the devil
Jkjkjk. I’m sorry. That’s a bad joke but I’m feeling dark.
I’m not gonna do it.
Okay. I’ll make a decision later about this Reddit shit. If you want to check up on me and I’ve deleted Reddit off my phone I’ll leave a link to a server. I kinda want to. I feel bad. I feel like I’m becoming too much.
Or maybe… I just am too much.