Tbh…just lie. Base it firmly in reality though and get your story straight. Astroturf the entire reference with people you know, who may or may not have been involved with the reality. Make it believable to the rest of the application. Chances are your references will be passed over entirely anyway while whoever is doing the bare minimum to get through their work day checks over your application.

This may or may not be good advice. 🤷

Well said.

Took me a while to recognize the instilled behavior, and even longer to unwind the tendrils and it’s effects on my life in general. Capitalism has instilled a martyr complex into us.

I am a go where the wind blows kind of person and settled on working for myself. Much out of necessity as well, cause a company would absolutely not hire me anymore. I am still “poor”, but I make my own schedule at least. If I’m gonna get fucked, I’d like to choose how.

Hey you sound just like me. If your going to move, perhaps somewhere like PA? It’s got the benefit of being a battleground state, and there’s more than enough rural areas, even relatively close to the cities, where you can continue your hermitage. I’m doing something similar (:

I believe money is used to replace God so a select few can have unlimited access to the “source”. A false “god” is then permitted to be pushed on the people for further oppression.

It’s actually all my fault, everyone.

This is quite revealing. I’m hyper focused on some of my past and present behavior now and feel like a damn hypochondriac at this point.

That is many people’s mentality, yes. It probably depends if you were the one being tortured or were close. Pain can be ignored if not directly felt, especially if it means whatever you think your survival entails.

I’m not comfortable with it, but I’m not comfortable with life either.

It really does all start with you. Self acceptance, reflection, and mindfulness go a long way in dealing with others. Love yourself, others will love you. Practice it. Practice doing it in the wild. Don’t get hung up on how you come across. Life is a joke in the grand scheme. This mentality tends to draw people to you as well. Not sure if this is good advice but it’s worked for me. Also, know yourself and your limits. Set boundaries. Have realistic goals and expectations. People will disappoint you, doesn’t mean you have to disappoint yourself. 🙃

That’s some excellent advice friend.

Make a meal, you will get better at it every time and figure out your own method and feel. New things I use recipes for as reference. At first you will just wanna take your time and don’t stress yourself out.

It took me a while to realize how fundamentally important boundaries were to my mental health and well being. It’s super simple, so its often overlooked. It solves many many issues.

I took the techninothingcolor pill, and I create my own reality.

Yea putting it on paper makes it real, easier to decipher, discard, and make true. I love writing and I’m far better at communicating that way than speaking. Public speaking for me is a confidence issue. It takes me forever to get comfortable with someone, and a little longer to be open and spontaneous. I’m good once I get there, but ultimately I’m better at writing than speaking. I find myself dumbing things down, for others and myself, to the point of intelligibility lol.

These kinds of posts are what I’m here for.

I relate so much to this. For me, I’ve largely become a recluse. This is the most I interact with people at large. I have not been diagnosed, in fact I have only seen a regular doctor once in my adult life.

My best friend was autistic, and I believe he rubbed off on me in a way, in how I think about the world, and myself. That’s my only explanation.

So I really feel your emotions here, as I’m super similar to you. I’m not sure what your best move is, but I just want to tell you that you are far more beautiful than you allow yourself to be, and no person is worth you suppressing yourself. Water it down, sure, but I think you should try to open up to the roomies a little at a time, and you may be surprised to find that they find you to be a wonderful human being, and extremely relatable.

Now I know this approach doesn’t work with everyone, trust me, which is why I am very picky with who I surround myself with, but I think you have a unique perspective and experience that could better this world.

Thanks for opening up, and I’m sorry if I was unhelpful, I just thought I’d say HI and let you know I appreciate you.

I actually don’t have a Nintendo, but I saw Gothic and just had to comment. Lol.

Oh shit! Me and by buddy used to play this often on pc back then. And the second and third. I actually installed it on my PC recently, but it was kind of choppy, sadly. This game was my first real foray into these types of games, which are my favorite. I remember the entire first game. My boy Diego… what was the one out there group called? The sect or something lol.

For me, it was the year I turned 22. At that point I was older than both parents when they had me. I realized how incompetent i was, and how little life I had lived, completely incapable of raising a human. My parents sacrificed a shit load just for me to be alive, and did their best in the time they were born into, and all the external forces at work on a young mind, and the choices at hand. I still don’t have kids lol.

Of course! Ngl I’m crying a little right now. It means alot to me that I could share an experience of mine with you, cause its all I have, and I can more than imagine your thoughts and feelings right now. That view is beautiful. I’m sure you are a beautiful person too. I feel quite confident in that assumption actually. (:

My view from my window(they gave me one of the big rooms all by myself, the only one with windows, ptsd i think) was OK. Middle of nowhere farm and small Appalachian Mt chain. We had to sneak onto a ps3 to use youtube lol. One night i was watching lighting rolling around the sky and hills thru my big window, laying on my back, reflecting off the ceiling. I cried so hard, it was beautiful.

The rehab sucked. It really did. But I had so much fun. They tried to take our communal volleyball game over some bullshit and we flipped shit and got everyone riled up. We kept our fkn volleyball. …it was a state run rehab with everyone fresh out of jail. Never laughed so hard in my life.

I’m almost 1.5 years clean from a decade+ run on fent and benzos. Wouldn’t trade my experiences for the world, but I’m glad I’m myself now. Things are still fucked up, and they’ll always be for me, but I’m working on it…

It really is whatever you want it to be. Make it for yourself. <3

I’m in the US, and I just started going to the doc in my whole adult life. My arms are bricked up, tingling, and spasms. Doc says it’s carpal tunnel, which checks out. I can’t afford anything beyond my general care atp. Apparently I’ll need surgery and physical therapy asap, I work with my hand in the trades. I’d be screwed without them as I have zero savings, etc. The doc gave me referrals with nowhere to go. I asked and they said “well your insurance is tricky, find somewhere”. Lovely!

I understand that this is the place and times I exist in, but hell if I can’t bitch about it (: