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I love sleeping, honk-shoo is so goated.
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I continue to feel like a fucking child because of how much my problems revolve around my parents.
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I've made up my mind. I'm not going to tell my parents anytime soon.
I can try to enforce my boundaries with them, but they don't give a shit. My mom just told me like 10 minutes ago that she doesn't respect me enough to respect my boundaries or just behave politely.
I'm not good enough for her. That kind of basic decency is exclusively for strangers and my mom's elders.
Maybe I'm just too autistic or something and don't get social norms of "love". Either way, I'm done with illusions. Hopefully it lasts.
"I'm going to drown my sorrows in alcohol"
*walks to the grocery store to buy hard liquor
*doesn't feel sad anymore literally as soon as I get there
Absolute waste of time
I'm glad it ended up being a waste of time
Happiness is temporary. It went away as quickly as it came and I'm still walking home with alcohol. Yeah, sorry
Y'all will be happy to know I didn't drink any of the booze. I literally forgot about it, even though I went out with the explicit purpose of getting drunk.
Alcoholism l
piss poor executive function
I'm sorry
I hope it returns.
I feel this. I found put yesterday that while I was in high school, my aunt and uncle tried talking to my parents about me being depressed, but they didn't do anything about it. If they had listened it could have saved me ten years of my life.
My father kept me from being evaluated for adhd (add at the time) as a kid. Fucker stole years of functionality from me, and now that im kinda functional (or at least more so?) Im having some grief around the time that i cant get back.
That's me, big-time, and I also wasn't diagnosed until adulthood despite obvious symptoms.