Nothing. Everything just keeps getting worse. Leukemia. Pancreatitis. No contact with abusive family. Relationship with abusive partner falling apart. Will probably end up homeless. Certainly feels like nobody gives a fuck I have problems or exist.
USA is killing me, sorry I'm not happy about it. I know I'm not special, I'm just one more broken loser.
Edit: why is my whiney bullshit upvoted. Just let me die.
There's medical tourism so that you can receive comparable care overseas for much cheaper than in the states, and any job you can get online, even at a pay cut, will make your living expenses cheaper in a lot of other countries than continuing to live in the USA where you get zero benefits.
The USA offers so few benefits to its citizens, especially those more vulnerable, that it makes sense to try your luck elsewhere.
At least you have your health. /s
I hope you get an upswing soon. You deserve some wins, and you definitely deserve better relationships.
I was off work, so a lot of things made me happy!
I have a couple of questions...
Were the two friends you visited on your 55km bike route and that's when you saw them?
What's the context for approaching the 4 strangers?
The bike ride was just for fun and exercise. I was planning to cycle 28km north and take the train back, but the southbound train was cancelled, so I ended up cycling all the way.
As for talking to strangers, I just talk to people. It's what I do.
To give an example, a couple was making their way though a crowded train. I asked if they were getting off at the station too, which turned into us walking to the same platform and finding we'd missed the connecting train. We ended up walking around town for an hour and they explained some of the local history to me, along with talking about the weather and the world. The guy's brother lives two blocks away from me - Small world!
Then there was a guy on the train and I asked if I could sit across from him. We ended up talking for the rest of the train ride. The lady sitting across from us overheard us talking about computers and managed to ask us a couple of questions about making a website. We all ended up exchanging numbers and offered that she could call us any time if she had any more questions.
Then I also did the classics, approach a guy sitting alone at the counter of a bar, and another sitting alone at the counter of a café.
You just ignite a spark and find that some people are happy to respond and keep the conversation going. Other times they signal that they don't wanna talk at all, so I just let them be. :)
I love your attitude and the connections you make. I have a tendency to be chatty with strangers too, but I get paranoid about safety. Like if I were with my husband making our way through a train and some random guy started chatting us up, we both would wonder if it's a lead-up to a scam.
Aw thank you so much, I appreciate your kind words a lot! I understand your perspective too and you are very right to be cautious.
Homemade ice cream, or rather finding a homemade ice cream shop that is crazy good and going every single day to the point that I'm starting to worry about how much sugar I'm in taking.
Also, it's still crazy rainy over here and I love rainstorms and there's one going on right now.
And I started playing borderlands one finally and it's pretty fun.
Despite a lot of schedule fuckery and stresses, I managed to attend my main hobby. A lot of my growth has been in regulating my response to stress.
Nice! I did jiu jitsu for a little while but dropped it during the initial pandemic lockdown. How long have you been practicing?
I've been doing judo since January 2023. I've only gone to one tournament, so I'm going to work on that over the next year. My classmates are usually responsible about staying out when they start getting sick, but we had a big get together a couple months ago that left everybody ill.
I got new glasses, and realized I have way more benefits coverage than I did thanks to my union contract update, so I can get two pairs, yay.
I was crewing on a new-to-me sailboat Saturday with a bunch of passengers that have never sailed before. There was an issue (jammed furling line) that required me to jump up onto the foredeck to fix, and everyone congratulated me on my quick reaction and calmness under pressure. I aw shucks'd the compliments, while hiding my righthand behind my back so no one would freak about the square inch of skin hanging off my index finger where the furling line bit into it.
Doing good, yeah. Thanks for asking. I was dumb and cut the flap of skin off instead of laying it back over the wound and hoping it'd reattached, but I put a little petroleum jelly and guaze over it for a couple days and now it's just a bright pink fleshy bit.
We started running the swamp cooler overnight so now I’ve been sleeping better. High desert stuff.
I can't remember all the bits and pieces last week that would allow me to answer this, but at the very beginning of this week, I was happy to learn that people where I've been living for two years now, despite not having fully warmed up to me (and they may never do so, which does feel a little lonely), consider me a positive addition to the community to more of an extent than I originally thought. There are a number of people who give me a hard time in day-to-day life and I've noticed more and more they're growing into the whole "leave Spiderman alone" routine on them.