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Cake day: May 20th, 2024

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  • I remember just giving up on life in second grade, refusing to participate or do anything because I was sad. Got tested a bunch after that and given pills that mad me a zombie.

    There on out I was treated as a weird kid and that brought a different kind of sadness. Puberty added anger and suicidal ideation. The knowledge that I was fucked up, the world was fucked up, and my life wasn’t going to work out.

    Years later here I am, living with the knowledge I was right and watching myself fail at life, finding no joy or peace in anything. Everything is an open sore. Wondering when I’ll get to a point where I rage quit.

    I think most of the people I know are anxious or depressed, or both. Hut I don’t know of anyone close to me who is at my level.













  • Atrichum@lemmy.worldtoMemes@lemmy.mlBacon
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    17 days ago

    Both, I think. Iirc the outside was a plastic shell that clipped to the metal toaster. It caught fire when the overfilled tortilla started dripping cheese onto the heating coil.

    I don’t know if I was more upset about the fire, losing a toaster, or not having a succulent quesadilla dinner.