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[mastahcheese]

I'm really super depressed right now.
I say a total of maybe 2 whole sentences a day, apart from the 2-word replies that I give to people when they seem to need a reply.

Apparently, I am talking too much.
The two sentences I say are just me taking up the time that other people could spend talking, and the replies I give to people are apparently always wrong.
Even when people ask me "how are you feeling?" there is apparently a wrong answer to this, as no matter what I say, they have to find something to complain about. If I say I'm not feeling well, then I'm always complaining. If I say that I'm doing fine, then I clearly must be lying, because I'm always complaining of being unwell.

The only "correct" answer is to say nothing at all.

I'm starting to get really tired of people treating me like an automaton, like the sole purpose of my existence is to mindlessly perform whatever duty needs doing, and then have them get upset when this isn't true.
I asked for 10 minutes to go home, so I could get some rest, and I couldn't, because "we don't have time for that", even though we seemingly had plenty of time to spend over half an hour at a yard sale, to buy more useless junk that there's no space for.

My father-in-law complained to me that I locked the car before he could get his coffee out, then got upset when I pointed out that he was failing to figure out how to get into a locked car, when he left his fucking window wide open, and the locking mechanism was right in front of his fucking face with no obstructions. Apparently it is my fault that I assumed he had two connecting brain cells.

Maybe it wouldn't be as irritating if it weren't for the fact that me collapsing on the floor yesterday is "inconvenient", while him having a slight cough is a "serious concern". I don't need to be a doctor to tell you that his cough is being caused by him choking down 2 packs of cigarettes daily for the past 40+ years.
(Oh, and on people saying that it might be a nerve stuck between a couple vertebrae, I have been told that 2 of the discs in my spine are too narrow, so I wouldn't be surprised.)

And in a few minutes, I have to leave to go see the psychologist again, and I'm willing to bet that they'll ignore everything I say and increase the dosage on my anti-depressants again.

I'm thinking about asking to get changed over to my old anti-depressants that I used to take that just made me numb to everything, so I can just be the fucking robot that everyone wants me to be.

[WillowLuman]

Have you told the psychologists that you don't think they're listening to you?

[mastahcheese]

Have you told the psychologists that you don't think they're listening to you?

I told them that last time, when they raised my dosage.
They seemed to be too busy trying to deal with the backlog of patients.

[Knit tie]

You've been through a lot recently, Mastah, methinks you just need to take a couple days off. There is a certain resource of coping in your mind that determines how much stress a human can handle, and helping your wife get through chemo depletes that resourse pretty friggen fast, so you are probably just extremely tired right now. You need some rest.

[mastahcheese]

I've been getting rest. I've been on a work vacation for the past few days, but it doesn't even feel like it because me being on vacation means I can dedicate more of my time to serving these shitlords.

Right now, I'm at home by myself, because my wife is over at her grandpa's, I think eating tacos. I'm here because I needed to get the groceries back home before the absurdly hot weather made them go bad.

But whatever, I need to leave now to go to the doctor's.
I'll give you guys an update when I can get back home.

[Graknorke]

I saw a mouse exploring the new plantpot cluster in the middle of the garden today, it was jumping up on the pots and looking around and things.

Then it started eating slug poison and disappeared when I went downstairs to have a look at it.

[Mr Space Cat]

>walking down an empty school hallyway
>cute girl whom I've never met walks around a corner
>totally cute face with short hair *squee*
>eye contact made
>she smiles at me like people occasionally smile at strangers
>my general stream of consciousness goes along the lines of "shit shit shit why is she smiling at me what's wrong with me what expression do I have on my face do I look weird oh god shit I knew I shouldn't have bothered looking in her general direction shit shit she probably thinks I'm a creepy lil' shit for checking her out or something oh god I'm so stupid I shouldn't have looked stupid stupid fuuuuuuu--"
>we walk by and go our separate ways

I'm such a smooth suave Casanova.

[Graknorke]

I saw a mouse exploring the new plantpot cluster in the middle of the garden today, it was jumping up on the pots and looking around and things.

Then it started eating slug poison and disappeared when I went downstairs to have a look at it.

If you/a neighbour have cats/dogs that are allowed to roam about, for the love of fuck, DO NOT USE POISONS.

We lost a cat to bioaccumulation of slug poison about 17 years back.

I don't have cats, and cats are neither interested in nor welcome in my garden.

And who has dogs that roam about?

[Iceblaster]

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Would crossposting a hug still count

Hey look, another hug.

Mastah, I hope everything gets better and as it has been said before, a bunch of people on the Internet care for you

[Tiruin]

Everything goes down~
And I can't do anything right :/

[Knit tie]

Everything goes down~
And I can't do anything right :/

Tiurin, you are way too smart to not be able to do stuff right. Just because you don't succeed at the fiirst try doesn't mean you can't succeed at all, so don't lose your faith and keep trying! I'll be cheering for you from across god knows how many kilometers!

[The Darkling Wolf]

Was bending down to pick something off the floor, whacked my face on my desk and produced a rather lovely blossom of blood, this startled me and caused me to jerk back which resulted in me ripping off the slowly healing toenail scab on my small toe. Shortly after this I go downstairs to make food and manage to slice open my hand from thumb to pinkie.

I am bad at life.

[Vector]

My left thumb has been twitching almost non-stop for the past few days.

What gives, thumb? What's wrong with you?

[TD1]

My face has been doing that. Specifically, right below my left eye. It's never done that before :/

[Knit tie]

Try stretching, stuff like this happend most often due to hindered bloodflow.