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I Still Remember

Grade 2. One of my classmates bit me in the nuts through my sweatpants.

My financial status

I hope I am not the only one but I have no retirement plan. I am not very talented although most of my life has been spent working hard, trying to stay on top of things financially, but my earning power was never super high and most of my life was spent just paying bills. I have one child that I raised mostly by myself, the father was not living with me although we were married for a long time. He has no money of his own but has been ill most of his life, I also took care of him and now his family takes care of him so our child has to work hard as well. Not only that but I find myself resenting the elite wealthy people who have never had to worry where their next meal was coming from and often share silly anecdotes about their money woes


Gotta stop falling in love with every chick I meet

Grant me a wish

I really hope the vaping industry folds

In order of priority

When someone sends an email at work where there are a number of recipients, I like to see where I am on the list. Did they type my name in first or am I last? Did I come to mind before the boss or before a certain co-worker? Where do you stack up in group emails? First person that comes to mind or the after thought?

Glory Quest

Not sure how to tell my boyfriend I'm zoo curious, he's not exactly a wild and crazy guy.


I came here from far away. The other coast of Canada. Every time I take a vacation, I feel obligated to visit home even though I never really want to. My parents are there, they are getting old and their health is not great. They are retired and don't have much going on in their lives. I know they won't be around much longer, and my visits brighten up their lives a bit. So I always end up booking a ticket back east to see my parents and the friends I used to smoke weed with in high school... But I want to see the world! I want to go to Japan, Chile, Ukraine, New Zealand! But every time I end up going back to my boring old hometown and seeing the same people and places I grew up around. I know it is my choice to do that. But I don't exactly feel free to choose otherwise. One of these trips I just wanna say fuck it and go to Portugal or something. Anywhere but Nova Scotia! I spent 25 years there, I have visited tons of times. I want to see somewhere new! Damn it why can't I put myself first sometimes!

Don't know what to do.

I need to change jobs but don't know what to do. I have worked as a mechanic for decades but as I age that is getting too hard on my hands and I can't do it anymore. I don't want to work in customer service because I am highly introverted and talking to people drains my energy too much. I don't want to do office work because it would kill my soul. I am trying to learn to trade stocks but that is very challenging and will take years to learn if I can do it, and I don't have much capital to work with. At this point I almost feel like giving up my apartment and living on the street. But I don't want to do that. I just don't really know where to go from here. I don't think retraining or school is an option because I don't have much money, won't go into debt, and can't think of what to do. I am totally confused and running out of time and getting more anxious. I know we all face similar challenges. I don't mean to sound holier than thou, I just know I am not very well suited to most kinds of work. I could handle being alone and fixing stuff, but that has to stop or I'll have arthritic fingers by the time I'm 40. Thanks for listening.

I was too young to marry

I was 23 and she was 33. She was a widow of only a year with two little kids, I only wanted to be friends at first....we both had traumas. I helped her around her house, we hung out for supper, I was way immature but I had a frigging amazing job that paid a lot! I think she saw security in me for her kids, and an opportunity for herself to breath a little without financial concern. We did start dating, but honestly I didnt want the package, I just wanted a friend to talk with and share common healing from trauma....but she wanted marriage and security. I totally buckled to the pressure and we got married. We fought a lot up to the wedding, but so much had been put into it, I think we both felt too much pressure to keep it going. I knew it was wrong to get married to her from the very beginning. She was way too messed up from the death of her first spouse....I was too young and too messed up from my own trauma. Many years later, after many bad fights, lots of her bad drug usage, police calls, her hitting me many times, I finally had the courage (yes courage) to tell her I was not in love with her and I wanted a divorce. The divorce has been total hell, her kids hate me, her family hates me, I am a devil reincarnate, and her dead husband is the hero...he was there for 2 years of the oldest life, I was there for 16. I feel it was a total waste of time for me, that we all would be better off if I had more courage when I was only Ive raised two kids that dont want anything to do with me, I pay 2600 a month in child support and Im on the hook for their university. But since Im not the biological or adoptive parent I have no rights. I really hope that I can recover emotionally from this, I really hope they can too. Jeez this feels good to get off my chest

Family and choices

Now that I am older I can see that in the past I made serious life choices based on family relationships such as career choices or job choices based on where family lived and how they felt about me. I also chose to live my life according to what was best for my husband for many years. As a result I never really pursued what was in my heart or my abilities and as a consequence of that my career has not been able to survive serious health issues plus some disadvantages that I already had, so now I have realized that I should have lived life as if they were not so important, but it is obviously too late. They are no longer in my life, some have died, some have just not stayed close, and it is me who has to live with my choices so from now on it has to be a choice that makes sense for me. There is still time to have some of those experiences that I once hoped for and never realized that will make the difference, when I look back at the end of my life.


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