People are not nice to me. Maybe because I have a humorless face while talking to people. I don't smile either. That's what happens when you have depression.
I'm so fed up of living in my country. Corruption is rampant. Heavy taxes. Inoperative police. Low wages. The justice system doesn't properly judge and condemn the rich and powerful that led the into bankruptcy. Any government just keeps creating new taxes to bring money to the state so that they keep giving it to private banks to cover their losses. But thing is where to go? Everywhere is shit now
I want a ball python so bad! I wish I could go out and get one right now. But I won't. I'm going to wait until my life is more stable, maybe a year or so, and maybe after moving since that's still a big possibility. I'm going to be responsible and save up for this snake and all the equipment to care for it. But I'm tired of waiting and I wish I could just have one already.
It really makes me happy when I can bond with my fiance's nephews. His youngest one is 4. I'll let him help me make pancake batter or kool aid. He likes to help, he just needs help with some things. One day I had to wash dishes and he wanted to help. So I got all the knives far out of his reach, waited for the water to cool down, and taught him how to wash dishes. He still doesn't really get why both sides of the sink can't be soapy, but he still did a pretty good job with helping. As long as I'm there helping him and keeping an eye on him, I think it's fine letting him help. He knows don't mess with the stove and stay one of my arm's length away from it when I'm cooking. Don't drink soapy water or you'll get sick. Let me help lift the pitcher so it doesn't spill. We get to spend time together, he learns how to do things, and he's not watching tv all day every day. As for my fiance's older nephew, we played Minecraft one day and he made a sign in Minecraft saying "I'm playing with my aunt today". That just made me so happy. I love being an aunt to these boys, even though I'm not technically their aunt yet.
I know I need a therapist, I just don't know where to start. I don't know how I'd afford the bills either. But the depression and anxiety is getting to me, affecting my work, and I'm tired of trying to fight through it on my own. I'm also worried I won't be comfortable with my therapist and won't be able to open up like I need to. I'm shy. It takes awhile to get out of my shell with anyone.
Does anybody ever cook pasta as long as the package says? I always have to cook it almost or even more than twice as long as the recommended 6 or 9 or whatever minutes. I don't know if I'm doing something wrong or if pasta makers prefer their noodles to be hard as hell
it's my birthday today. yay i turned 18
Taking a bite straight from a cucumber tastes better than eating sliced or cubed cucumbers
I'm cramping so bad. I'm waiting for the painkillers to kick in. It takes 45 minutes. I have 25 more minutes to go. Thank goodness I don't have to work today.
Why don't white people living in urban spaces put curtains and blinds on their windows? Genuinely curious.