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[tonnot98]

Weather finally got cold enough (close to freezing for several days' duration) to probably kill off most of my vegetable garden.

Do you even garden, bro? In such cold weather you need to roost protectively atop your leafy charges, like a mother hen.

Alternatively, you can smother them with a warm layer of aphids.

[Rolan7]

I hear some gardeners pour water on their plants, encasing them in toasty blocks of ice during the night

[martinuzz]

Next year grow sprouts and borecole. Both actually need some frost before harvest.

[scriver]

Nah, grow Swedes, frost just makes us tastier.

[martinuzz]

Nah, Swedes are tasteless by themselves, they only acquire taste through adding enough chocolate moose.

[TD1]

Feeling somewhat strained with revision. I have had dreams set in Norse sagas.

Send help.

[Felissan]

My dad just won't leave me alone when it comes to my studies. He keeps bossing me around with my work treating every single thing like urgent matters, and he always justifies it by saying he'll leave me alone when everything starts going right for me. That excuse is just dumb, he's thrown it at me over the last 3/4 years, even before I actually got into difficult studies, and he's never shown any sign of stopping even though this year, I'm starting to easily get excellent results and all my professors - literally all of them - are backing me up to make sure everything goes well for me. It's just depressing how he keeps treating me like a 10-year-old.

EDIT: to clarify, he never actually helps me with my work, he just goes "Do it NOW. If you don't, I'll take your laptop away, since it's obviously the reason you're failing."

[TD1]

Thankfully my parents stopped doing that after I made it perfectly clear that being told to revise so depressingly often made a large part of me want to rebel and not revise.

[Tawa]

I know exactly how you feel. My dad is like that too.

[Tiruin]

Thankfully my parents stopped doing that after I made it perfectly clear that being told to revise so depressingly often made a large part of me want to rebel and not revise.

The gist of this, Feli
Communicate with your parents; they care, they're doing this out of good intentions--what's lacking may be communication on your part, notably phrased in a way you'd like to be heard (and as if you're the one receiving it too, for bonus assessment).

Reminds me of how I did stuff with my mom .-.; Asian parents = Asian parents So strict! So [GRADES!]. Much communication is needed, and follow-up what you say with planning since they're pretty much concerned about how you go about things. Them doing that = them caring...even if it seems like they're intrusive in a possible way.

[Silthuri]

I'm fairly certain I'm going to fail two of my classes this semester. I should be working on a group project, but I can't concentrate enough to do it.

This has been a bad semester for me. I've had more mental breakdowns than I can count, relapsed from being several months clean from cutting and I've almost ended up in the hospital again at least twice. "Hopes" of law school dashed, which I didn't want to go anyway but y'know. Dad wanted me to do it so I had to.

I hate my degree. I find criminal justice interesting, but there's nothing I want to do with the major. I wish I was a creative writing or theater major. Like... things that I loved to do. Instead, I've lost sight of the things I enjoyed so I could please those who expected things of me.

I feel like my life is ruined because of my fucking controlling father.

Just... Fuck.

[ECrownofFire]

Last night I had a really severe anxiety attack because a friend was talking about their best friends and things they did together.

Fucking hell. I can't even hear about the things that make people happy. I just want to be happy for them, like I can be when they talk about literally anything else.

But fuck, I just look back on my life and the complete lack of friends and it all just... How the fuck did I never make any friends? I had so many opportunities, so many people I could've easily been friends with if I put in even a tiny bit of time or just a sliver of effort. I never did anything to do it. And if I did, I always fucked up with the few sorta-friends I had. Never had any real lasting friendships.

Why can't I just be an introvert and be happy being alone? Instead I have to deal with this incredibly crushing sense of loneliness by constantly feeling sorry for myself. And still not doing anything about it. If I do try, actually go to a group, I can talk to basically anyone and everyone just fine. I'm not super awkward, for the most part. I'm sociable, I know what to say. I just... I can't make friends. It doesn't matter how hard I try or what I do. Every single time it's always ended in failure. Maybe I just need to be patient, keep going to the same groups, but I can't even do that.

I want actual things to do. I want to go out and do things. I want to get out of this fucking house and do something other than waste my time all day. I want friends to go out and do things with. I want friends I can talk to for more than a few weeks or months at a time.

I might just give up being social entirely. Fuck any chatting or forums or anything else. Withdraw completely and utterly. There's no point in even trying so why bother subjecting myself to this. Can't even fucking bear people having friends. Such a powerful feeling of envy and anxiety and depression and just... Fuck it all. I can't handle it.

[ChairmanPoo]

Sooo... I'm torn.

I have an offer to leave my country and work elsewhere for about 4 times as much as I'm earning here. Place is a bit better, hours a bit worse.

Buut, I'd have to leave my country, and work elsewhere, for somewhat worse hours. The place is a bit better and the wages about four times as high as my current ones.

So yeah, I'm suffering from some anxiety due to this

[TheBiggerFish]

Did you do cost of living?

[Felissan]

So, uh, about my dad...

Spoiler: Don't quote (click to show/hide)

This morning, he insisted to have breakfast with me. I was still in the process of waking up, so I didn't want to be bothered; he didn't want to understand that, and he eventually told me he regretted having as many kids as he did after I told him to leave me alone for a second. When I told him it was just wrong to start throwing that kind of stuff at me especially that early in the morning, he went on a tangent about how I need to face the truth, and he said I was on a slippery slope that would lead me to an inescapable state of isolation and depression like the one my elder brother allegedly is in - by the way, everything's going OK for him, my dad just antagonizes him all the time and uses him as an image of failure.
When I went back to my room, he eventually came in and tried to "apologize" by making up some bullshit interpretation of what he could have meant in a positive way. But I know him well enough, when he starts using the kind of argument he had used, it always means he's really pissed at whoever he's talking to.
So, not only did he essentially say he wishes I didn't exist so he could stop having to care about me, but he also tried defending himself for saying it instead of actually apologizing. Way to ruin my day, dad.
At least, the rest of the day was crappy enough for it to make less of an impact in the long run

At least now he's gone back home and he won't bother me until I come back for the holidays.