I feel like too many people think the virus is gone and is no longer a problem. I'm a nurse and we still have covid+ patients, so it's far from "out of sight, out of mind" for me. My partner was decently careful during the height of the pandemic, but she has completely let go of all precautions now. She hangs out in giant groups (which is allowed, yes) but none wear masks, they share cigarettes/vapes and drinks, and don't wash their hands. I'm sick of it, and want to keep my distance from her so I don't catch it from her irresponsible behaviour. Am I so burnt out that I'm becoming an oblivious A-hole, or am I justified in feeling this way?
older. I have reached a point, as I approach middle age, where I have fewer and fewer illusions about people and life in general and it is great! Sure, there are a few wrinkles on my face and a few more creaks in my muscles and bones but I would not trade them for the intense angst of my youth. I no longer have any drama or feel the need to impress others or seek attention and validation as I did in my younger years. Also, many problems I used to have have just sort of worked themselves out naturally over time. Enjoy being young, but really I think getting older is better!!
With masks now optional indoors, I judge those who choose to opt-out of wearing them and steer clear.
Sorry, BC government, but I do not agree with you about lifting mask rules. I will be wearing my mask for a long time coming. I work with children, and yes, children CAN transmit.
I had a eureka idea. My apt building always has weird smells like food and cleaners and you knows apt smells. I'll start cloning my cannabis plant and leave them in the lobby, so everyone can take free plants. I figure, if everyone has cannabis plants in their unit the building might smell nice more often.
Anonymous encounters may be taboo for a single mother, but I am always discrete and insist upon protection.
I cannot help but feel that Canada is falling apart. Only rich people can afford to have kids. Nobody else can afford a house or the necessities to create a stable environment for them. What a terrible mess... and everyone is politically fighting each other instead of working against the causes of it. The government and corporations hate us.
I don’t want to get married or have children. It’s like a cult. Marriage & children zombies everywhere. Completely self absorbed. I don’t want that for myself, that’s OK! You do you & I will do me!
A gentleman I began seeing confessed he was married on our third date. Though he insisted it was just a “formality”, I have zero interest in any type of adultery, so I ran away as fast as I could. No regrets about doing so, but I am still sad as he was the first person I could see myself falling for in quite a while. Thanks again, dating apps.
I know a guy that's constantly getting himself into trouble. His friends have been dropping like flies out of his life and I don't blame them. All he's done is gossip about everyone and manipulate them into depression, financial loss, breakups...You name it he's done it, to his FRIENDS. Family members too. He's extremely judgmental and thinks very highly of himself with nothing, I mean nothing, to show for it. It's all an act, he's actually super bitter. His bitterness is his motivation to "take people down", people who've done nothing to him. And whatever, if they did, it still doesn't add up to the insane level of calculation and sabotage of their life he gets up to. A lot of the old friends that used to hang are doing better since they grey rocked phased him out. One was balding and his hair grew back from no stress. Another one got married. Another went on to own his own company. My confession is any time I hear positive news from one of the old friends I make sure to be the first to tell him, I know hearing about his old friends succeeding is the nail in the coffin and after all the games he's done, I want to be the one delivering the news. Any new person that comes along, I make sure to tell them exactly what he's about. Save themselves the stress. He can't figure out why he's not getting away with the tired manipulation tricks, I'm having too much fun to tell him.
i'm exhausted of rampant and unregulated capitalism. that is it. i am depressed and explore all avenues to eradicate or make some reasonable peace with it. but i know that any career viable to me now in the guise of money comes at the cost of major sacrifice in pleasure and dignity. and the work that has given me pleasure and dignity offers no true financial respite, hence heightening anxieties and insecurity and also... less pleasure and dignity at the fault of finances and not the purpose of the work.
take the soul sucking career, cultivate circle of impressive acquaintances, trash your livlihood for a sugar daddy, offer up all of your pieces in the zoo of parasocial success or die finding lifelong friendships, love, enjoying the immaterial everyday bits of living, and expression by way of art.