I can't eat certain food but since I'm not allergic in the classical sense (meaning I don't instantly start dying, but I certainly do feel like dying a couple of hours later because of explosive diarrhea), people often either don't believe me or call me rude and extra. I think I've posted about it before on here, maybe you remember. The most recent wonderful thing that happened was that I ate at a family member's house. I asked them if the food is safe for me and they assured me that it is, so I ate tons of it. A little time later, toilet. I was knocked out for 3 whole days. I asked them about it, thinking that they might not have known that their food actually wasn't safe for me, and what did they say? "Oh yeah I know, there was some in it. But come on, such a little amount can't hurt, so I didn't want to tell you because I wanted you to eat something". For the record, I had told said person that even traces hurt me. But you know, if you don't get an anaphylactic shock, it's totally fine. I'm done with people.
I went to this province area in the philippines with my friend. And she wore theseripped jeans. I mean she loves ripped jeans a lot and thats basically what she wore ever since we were in high school. But while passing by their kinda downtown theres this really nice old woman giving my friend some money to buy her some new nice clothing. Im assuming the old woman thought we're homeless "taong grasa" in filipino. I was cracking up because the jeans was expensive and bought from this store... true religion and their clothing is "expensive!" But the old woman just sees it as ugly. We tried to explain it to her, she just dont get why wear destroyed clothing. For me i never understood in the first place why buy a jeans from an expensive store where you can just buy cheap ones and destroy it lol...
Merry Christmas everyone!! I don't carry on religion aspect but I like to take it as a resource the tale of Santa Claus and giving out presents to the good as a reward of all accomplishments and kindness. I'm thankful for the roof above my head, food on the table, family, and having the money to afford the things I want/need.
I fucking hate everyone in my familly. Why? They always say that I'm the worst and compare me to my perfect cousin. Everyone loves him. They don't care that I'm sick and they make it worse by always insulting and yelling at me. Even now, it's christmas and I decided to visit grandparents, because my mum begged me and I'm totally dependend on her, I'm so sick, that I iust can't get a job. I'm taking meds since 2 years and my doctor said that he highly doubt I will ever stop taking them. I'm also gonna be hospitalized for 6months + soon. But my familly just thinks I'm lazy and useless. Today my grandpa managed to sit silent for 10mins before insulting me. Christmas fucking magic.
There's nothing that breaks my heart as much as getting a present from someone I love that I really don't like. I know it's a bit irrational because as long as I pretend to like it, they aren't hurt; but it still makes me so, so sad. I just randomly remembered that one 3D card I got from my mom 10 (!) years ago which I ended up throwing into the trash because I didn't have any use for it, and I cried out of guilt and sadness. Sometimes, when I go through my stuff and stumble upon something that I didn't threw away but still don't like, I get a mental breakdown too. Christmas is one long guilt trip for me because my mom always gets me so many presents, many of which I don't like, but she's so excited and I hate them and ... oh man, I just wish I knew WHY this fucks me up so much. Because I feel there must be some underlying issue there, it's just not normal.
i don't understand people's world. always feel like an outcast. anyone feels the same? hop in to my car.
My flu made me lose my voice. I have to drink only warm beverages to help it - not hot, not cold - which sucks because warm liquids make me nauseous.
I love giving gifts that people love. Really personal gifts that mean a lot to them. But I also like to give goofy gifts/gag gifts as jokes, or prank boxes with good gifts inside. I just love surprising people with things that will make their day just a little better.
I just want to wish anyone reading this a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. If things are good for you, I hope they stay that way. If this year was hard on you, I hope next year is better. I wish you all the best.
Ugh, I can't wrap gifts to save my life.