My mom is neurotically concerned with whether or not I love her, and I don’t really know what to do with that. “Love” is treated categorically, and without gradation or context. Constantly be called to account for my love (or lack) disinclines me to answer favorably.

*installs blackout curtains throughout my apartment* *turns off all the lights* “Ahhh, peace at last” *pulls out my phone flashlight to navigate because I can’t see shit*

One of these days someone will call me out for talking to myself while I’m having an anxiety attack and it’ll be fun to see what destructive emotions result from that

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If I don’t vacuum at least once a week, a carpet of my hair accumulates on the floor

The worst thing about getting a strike on youtube is not being able to add anything to playlists, so everything piles up in my watch later until I can organize it all

It’s kinda wild how much less gas I use now that I no longer live downtown

Every sensory input is a violent intrusion. I am disgusted by the stench, the repulsive texture, the cacophony that is the external world.

I miss the lockdowns, leaving my house every day is really hard

I wish more of my mental problems were ego-syntonic. Anorexia and mania and self harm are fun to ride the high with, depression and anxiety are just tiring and inconvenient.

Surely my erratic emotions and lack of motivation/energy have nothing to with my volatile and inadequate sleep schedule

It’s so fucking humiliating being completely incompetent

I actually think posting everyday things is gonna be extremely unhealthy for me if I keep it up. I’m kinda miserable all the time and encouraging myself to make quasi-public note of it, instead of just powering through, makes it so much worse. One of the reasons having IRLs is so difficult for me.

I hate how clothes feel on my body. But not having every inch covered is unbearable. ugly ugly ugly

I’m effectively useless at my job without someone holding my hand the whole time. It’s annoying (I’m sure to others more than me) but I can’t bring myself to care enough to dramatically improve.

yesterday a few guy friends of a friend came over to my place and when they found out i only use my fridge for a water pitcher they moved and unplugged it for me. very cute, dudes rock sometimes

>notices UI inconsistency >wonder if there's a fix >finds bug report >success.png >bug has been open over 20 years, last post 5mo ago >200 posts of devs arguing back and forth about who understands UI philosophy better and if this is even a real issue >multiple complete patches, 0 commits >nvm fml

i might try not being a repost bot on this platform - best chance is probably flippant nichijou-kei posting but that's pretty far outside my comfort zone

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