My dog has again mysteriously hurt her paw on something sharp and unknown in the woods. I didn't think it was bad enough to necessitate a vet visit, but on re-examining her paw, I made an appointment to go see the doc.
I'm slowly but surely watching the best job I've ever had fall into disarray and implode because the people who work in the office are too worried about quotas, and only worried about quality when a customer sends a pipe back.
Meanwhile, one of the secretaries has taken it upon herself to go out of her way to harass me about my horrible handwriting every chance she gets. Lady, I'm a little too worried about working my ass off and keeping us in a job to spend time trying to make sure my S is unmistakably not a 5, or that I missed a period in a list of alphanumeric characters.
Everiine said: The reason population is low isn't because there are too many orgs. It's because so many facets of the game are outright broken and protected by those who benefit from it being that way. An overabundance of gimmicks (including game-breaking ones), artifacts that destroy any concept of balance, blatant pay-to-win features, and an obsession with convenience that makes few things actually worthwhile all contribute to the game's sad decline.
Ugh, our internet is going through a bad spot again, it seems. Everything is slow and laggy. Having almost a full second delay on every command I send really starts to wear on my patience after a while.
Being sick, missing two classes, then realizing that everything's due this week because of those magical 'things' coming up (in other words, exams on the 17th).
About two weeks ago my dog was attacked by a raccoon, and I was fortunately able to grab the demonspawn and haul it away... but not before it got its vile, pestilent teeth all up in my thumb. The dog got away without a scratch since I acted so quickly; I had to go to the hospital where I spent about five hours sitting alone with open wounds because the hospital didn't have the rabies vaccine on hand, and couldn't stitch me up for some reason until after they got it and gave me about ten shots, five in the wound itself. I spent several days addled on painkillers, then despite all of my wound care and antibiotics managed to catch some sort of infection. And just as soon as that finally seemed to clear, I caught some kind of virus which laid me out for several days. And all of this has been wreaking havoc on my anti-depressants and anxiety meds.
So first, apologies to anyone I've had to RP with for the last two weeks, or that I usually talk to but haven't been, or... anyone that expected anything out of me. I've been a right mess. Second... it's kinda killed my interest in Lusternia. Even now, coming out of all the sickness, it's hard to get excited or find the fun again. Usually this means either I'm going to make a drastic change of some sort, or I'm quitting forever, but right now I don't really want to do either. So I guess... bare with me while I get my mojo back.
But the dog is okay!
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!
7cupsfotea.com is not a place to go if you have issues. it's a place to indulge in guilt free complaining about everyday stress and have a human listen to it. that is all. the training it advertises is just reading through and watching some videos. THEN you answer some easy questions and TADA! TRAINED LISTENER released to the general population. total training time = under one hour.
this does not prepare you in any shape or form for handling difficult conversations for which you have no experience to draw on. trick is to pass the buck.
;/ false advertising or rather youmustreadthefineprint.
Live seems to be whirring around me and I can't keep up. I'm going to let my feelings out here because I feel like I don't have another outlet, so I'm really sorry if I'm supposed to take this elsewhere. I don't know what else to do.
I'm going to be honest. Life is starting to feel like it's too much for me. I'm either working, on Lusternia, or drawing, and I feel like I've hit a physical and emotional wall with all of this. I feel like Lusternia is the only place I have friends nowadays since everyone from high school is now far away and with their own lives, and that I have no life of my own anymore. I've become an indoor recluse who only ventures outside for necessities and chores, and the constant day in and out of this has worn my enjoyment thin and my depression heavy. I'm in a rut that I see no hope of getting out of, and that makes me feel utterly horrible. Is this what I've looked forward to in my life? As a teenager I worked hard in school and made little friends, expecting life to pick up as an adult. But now I'm here. I have a house, a car, a relationship, semi-stable work and income to... Scrape by. It's been getting hard as of late because I have to afford college as well, but thats probably a story for another day...
I feel very... Isolated. I was never good at making friends, even though I desperately wanted to. I was always the kid who was too shy to do things or to speak to people. Not out of spite, but out of immense and towering fear that I would ruin things worse for myself. Where there was risk, there was me, turning it down for the safer path I knew would lead me down a neutral path that involved no fear or worry, but I was constantly drowning in them. I would have anxiety attacks because of how fearful I became of things, and I would lose sleep over exams and projects. School was a terrible, terrible part of me. But I was good at it, and my teachers saw it. I was constantly held to a very high standard, and I strained myself to reach it. I'm still like that today....
That's where Sedanas comes from. Sedanas is me being what I want to be without feeling anxious and fearful, and being as friendly as possible with everyone and anyone I come across. I'm constantly seeking approval and companionship because I have such little of it in reality, and it's been helping me feel better about myself. I feel like I should have been more like Sedanas when I was younger. Perhaps I wouldn't be such a mess internally as I am now. Perhaps I would feel like I carry worth. Who knows. Whenever someone is cruel or dismissive of Sedanas, -I- take it personally, even though I sometimes really shouldn't. I feel like me being unable to befriend someone is my own fault, and that I am not good enough to be their companion. It's a terrible, terrible feeling and constantly wracks at me. I know know know I shouldn't feel this way, but I have never really known rejection in my life. If I wanted something, I worked hard for it, and I constantly studied and worked until I made it work. I'm starting to see friendship isn't like this, and sometimes people are not.... Worth.... Making friends of.
I have been working very hard on making friends with everyone and working hard on hunting and studying Lusternia so that I can impress those above me. On the outside, this all sounds very silly, it being a text game of all things, but I've never known these kinds of feelings before, and I become very dependant on them. So much so, in fact, that I've been losing sleep drawing for people and grinding on the monitor next to it at the same time. I've noticed I've stopped eating only when I'm laying on my couch just feet away from my computer, and tell myself I will eat later. It's terrible, terrible! I used to respect my body more than that. I ran track. I was in cross country. I've... Done a lot of running, and a lot of running away from my real issues. I'm an adult now. I should know better. I need to fix this before I do something I regret because something awful happens in Lusternia. I can't leave because then I'm back to silence and self deprecation, and that's the worst feeling of all. I just want friends. I need people to laugh with and make stories with, and I used to think that such an honest and simple wish wouldn't be so painful to yearn for.
But here I am. Stuck. It's almost 6 AM and I've failed again to get any sleep. I just want to be happy, but perhaps I'm not worthy of such. Maybe I've missed the entire lesson life has tried to show me, and maybe it's too late to learn from it. Maybe...
@Sedanas As someone who has struggled (ok it's an ongoing process) with depression, my only advice is that you are not alone, and to tell your doctor how you're feeling. You don't -have- to feel that way. You are most certainly deserving of happiness.
There is not a better place to post it, but that seems pretty serious-- you might want to look into finding someone you can talk to (on a professional level). Everyone needs help sometime in their lives, there is no reason to feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. It is important that you feel better about yourself, and while games like this can provide some help, most people need some real-life face-to-face interactions too.
There is not a better place to post it, but that seems pretty serious-- you might want to look into finding someone you can talk to (on a professional level). Everyone needs help sometime in their lives, there is no reason to feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. It is important that you feel better about yourself, and while games like this can provide some help, most people need some real-life face-to-face interactions too.
I would love to, really, but I cannot afford the time nor money to put aside to talk to a therapist for an hour every few days. I'm at a very crucial point in my life where my studies and work are all that's keeping me afloat right now and if I stumble in either of them, everything will be ruined. I've thought about it, believe me, but it's not going to happen with my current situation unfortunately.
@Sedanas I am so very, very familiar with many of the things you are saying here, and I wish I had more encouragement to give than simply saying that I know what you're going through. My relationship with Lusternia has been similar to yours at many times.
When things in the game become too much to bear, or are getting to you more than they should, it can be good to step away, and take a break. Or, if it's a little too difficult to get yourself to stop playing entirely, you can make a secondary character, one that you can play when you just need to feel invisible for a while. I have a couple characters I use for that purpose, and it really does help me relax a little bit, to play with a different set of people who have no expectations set for me.
I might not know you personally, but if you need someone to talk to, I'm here. Send me a message if you want to exchange Skype names or something like that, ok? Even if you just want someone to talk to about trivial things. I would be more than happy to offer my services as a friend.
Sedenas, there is absolutely nothing wrong with using Lusternia as a stepping stone. It can be amazing for that; I have both had this experience myself and seen it make a huge difference to other people. I'm really glad you find that here. I'm also glad that you know that it can only ever be a stepping stone, and that if you try to think of it as the solution it will only end up turning into something negative.
I believe that the hardest part of recovery is the first time you ask for help, and Xenthos is absolutely right with what he says. But by talking to anyone about this - and that's what you've just done here - you are already taking that step. So I promise you, it is absolutely not too late. I don't think it's ever too late.
The next step isn't the same for everyone, but for me it was telling people who knew me in person. For a lot of people that's a family member or a friend, but sometimes it's easier to talk to someone you don't know - and there are a lot of resources for that. I don't know where you live, so I've included a few different places at the bottom of this post where you can talk to people. You can also go see your doctor, or support services you might have access to (if a student or similar) or religious leader if you have one.
But you should do so in your own way, or at your own pace. We can only tell you what has worked for us, and let you know what help is available out there. Whatever you decide to do, know that there are people wishing you well and thinking of you along the way. You can do it. It's hard, but you can. I promise you that it gets better. Sometimes it feels like it's getting worse; but it does get better once you start along that path.
This is a list of helplines for the US and UK. If you're elsewhere, just google and you'll be able to find ones for where you live - you will almost certainly have local resources too. A lot of these helplines also have online helpdesks where you can chat to people in text, if you find that easier : http://psychcentral.com/lib/telephone-hotlines-and-help-lines/
You can do this.
ETA: Having just seen your above post - your school/university almost certainly have free student support resources, or can point you to places where you can get them. Not all support is therapy, and not all therapy has a huge cost associated with it. It's possible to find places that offer it at a subsidised rate or entirely for free.
From my own experiences, I can tell you a few things that helped me.
Recognize your issues are 'normal' and yet 'not ok'. By this I mean that it's common but it is a disorder, one that you can and should treat as any other medical issue where possible. Look into seeing a therapist. Often you can get reduced rates depending on your location and financial status. Ask about medication and be open to taking it.
Don't join in stressful situations that serve no or little purpose. If you have to take a break, do it.
Get socialization where you can, in a structured manner. Lusternia is good for this, however at the same time, don't let it become your life. I'm not sure exactly where you're at, but you need to push yourself, slowly. Get out of the house when you can. Joining a club can be great (chess club?).
Get proper sleep. This is really underestimated, but sleeping right can make a big difference.
And know that lots of us in Lusternia have gone through or are going through a lot of the same things. Good luck.
There is not a better place to post it, but that seems pretty serious-- you might want to look into finding someone you can talk to (on a professional level). Everyone needs help sometime in their lives, there is no reason to feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. It is important that you feel better about yourself, and while games like this can provide some help, most people need some real-life face-to-face interactions too.
I would love to, really, but I cannot afford the time nor money to put aside to talk to a therapist for an hour every few days. I'm at a very crucial point in my life where my studies and work are all that's keeping me afloat right now and if I stumble in either of them, everything will be ruined. I've thought about it, believe me, but it's not going to happen with my current situation unfortunately.
As someone who struggled heavily with depression (and assorted other medical surprises) during both undergraduate and graduate studies, I would like to reiterate that many universities do have flexible programs put into place to provide counseling to those affiliated with them, either as students or faculty. I realise finding what the resources available to you really are can seem pretty daunting, and just setting up that first appointment can seem impossible either for timing reasons or just the overwhelming panic that hit me whenever I tried to think about actually asking for help. And once I had talked to a university affiliated therapist, they made it SO MUCH EASIER to talk to my professors, etc, about what I needed in order to keep it together. I was honestly stunned by how generous and understanding all my professors were about everything. Some people are, sadly, not so fortunate in their experiences, but a lot of professors have their own experiences with depression, or have dealt with students struggling before, and many of them told me that they just needed to know that something was going on, and that the student was trying to work on it, and they got a lot more flexible about deadlines, exams, etc.
I realise I am a total stranger to you, but if you're feeling too overwhelmed to try to look into the university side of things, feel free to send me a message about your program and I'll see what my google-fu/experience navigating super confusing university websites can turn up that might be helpful.
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Speaking as a TA at a university, many professors also have information about those campus resources on-hand and will offer it to you if you let them know what you're struggling with. Best of luck.
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
So. Cauthorn and I have been subletting a room in our place, and the guy who rented it turned out to literally be the definition of a dropkick, so we asked him to leave because we were essentially having to pay his way every other month. We made some concessions, such as giving him two weeks in which he does not have to pay rent, to make it a little easier on us all around.
He's been quietly rebellious, such as leaving the heater on in his room 24/7 unless we go in to turn it off, and leaving things all over the house that I need to clean up. And entertaining either of two women. Generally rather loudly, while we're home.Then he asked us to reconsider kicking him out because he's 'comfortable' with the situation. And sending me followup texts to check whether there was any chance.
And to top of this general unpleasantness in which I an uncomfortable in my own home, the upstairs apartment is being renovated, starting at 7am and finishing around 7pm at night. So there's the noise to deal with. And then the joyous occurance this evening, where they did something to the water up in the kitchen, causing it to run down the pipes in OUR kitchen, leaking inside our cupboards (in lucky chance, I had literally cleaned it out of all random foodstuffs only two days ago). Apparently, according to the plumber who was working up there, all the pipes in their apartment were actually unsealed. So he actually gave it a go at sealing the pipe and sealing their bathroom as well, which should hopefully stop it leaking through when the new tenets clean their bathroom with too much water. (Yes, this has also happened.)
And my head is still sore from where I dropped a knife block on it several days ago, and managed to explode a glass coffee jar on the stove and get glass shards in my dinner.
There is not a better place to post it, but that seems pretty serious-- you might want to look into finding someone you can talk to (on a professional level). Everyone needs help sometime in their lives, there is no reason to feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. It is important that you feel better about yourself, and while games like this can provide some help, most people need some real-life face-to-face interactions too.
I would love to, really, but I cannot afford the time nor money to put aside to talk to a therapist for an hour every few days. I'm at a very crucial point in my life where my studies and work are all that's keeping me afloat right now and if I stumble in either of them, everything will be ruined. I've thought about it, believe me, but it's not going to happen with my current situation unfortunately.
How about learning how to dance? Dance, as in, some form of social style like ballroom, salsa, line dance or even flamenco... It could be a once of week thing that gets you out being around people and getting some form of physical contact. It helped me a lot with my bouts of depression in my youth by getting me to let go of myself. I know a lot of people are shy so taking a beginner's class does wonder to boost self-confidence and get the other left foot to act properly. If you're always drawing then it's not too hard to make the mental shift since both are art forms.
It's hard letting go of old friends. 95% of mine live halfway around the world. You just have to remember that everyone has their own script for their own life story (just as you have your own). I bet in no time you'll be writing in a whole new chapter of new friends you've made (if you haven't done so already!).
Woke up suddenly after disappointingly few hours of sleep, feeling like I'm gonna throw up everywhere. I have convinced the husband to make me some rice so I have something nice and inoffensive to quell my stomach's sickly whining with. Hope it helps. Bleh.
Came home from an exhausting, stressful seven hours of work with no break because I couldn't take the time to take one, to find out that one of our family dogs (really more my dad's dog) is going to be put to sleep tomorrow morning. We found out last week that he had lymphoma.
My parents were originally going to treat him, which could extend his life for potentially a year or so if it worked, but he's had the worst week ever, and people are not going to be home to take care of him in a few weeks, and he'd have the most miserable year of his life. Side effects of the medicine would make him constantly hungry/thirsty/need to use the bathroom and he'd be home alone stuck in a crate for a long stretch of time each day.
It would be cruel to subject him to that, so they decided for this option instead.
I am both very angry, and very understanding of the situation. Angry, because I don't like putting animals down, but understanding because it would be awful for my parents to have to deal with this.
Going to Boston tomorrow on my day off to see my sister and take my mind off of things.
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
Came home from an exhausting, stressful seven hours of work with no break because I couldn't take the time to take one, to find out that one of our family dogs (really more my dad's dog) is going to be put to sleep tomorrow morning. We found out last week that he had lymphoma.
My parents were originally going to treat him, which could extend his life for potentially a year or so if it worked, but he's had the worst week ever, and people are not going to be home to take care of him in a few weeks, and he'd have the most miserable year of his life. Side effects of the medicine would make him constantly hungry/thirsty/need to use the bathroom and he'd be home alone stuck in a crate for a long stretch of time each day.
It would be cruel to subject him to that, so they decided for this option instead.
I am both very angry, and very understanding of the situation. Angry, because I don't like putting animals down, but understanding because it would be awful for my parents to have to deal with this.
Going to Boston tomorrow on my day off to see my sister and take my mind off of things.
Big hugs for you @Gabriella, I know what it is like to lose a loved pet - My family has had to have several dogs put down for various reasons, plus my fiancee recently had to have her dog put down recently, he having developed chronic arthritis - he was a good 16 years old or so though, so he was definitely old in dog terms and she and her parents didn't want him to have to live in constant pain. Didn't make it any easier though.
Never put passion before principle. Even if you win, you lose.
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
Came home from an exhausting, stressful seven hours of work with no break because I couldn't take the time to take one, to find out that one of our family dogs (really more my dad's dog) is going to be put to sleep tomorrow morning. We found out last week that he had lymphoma.
My parents were originally going to treat him, which could extend his life for potentially a year or so if it worked, but he's had the worst week ever, and people are not going to be home to take care of him in a few weeks, and he'd have the most miserable year of his life. Side effects of the medicine would make him constantly hungry/thirsty/need to use the bathroom and he'd be home alone stuck in a crate for a long stretch of time each day.
It would be cruel to subject him to that, so they decided for this option instead.
I am both very angry, and very understanding of the situation. Angry, because I don't like putting animals down, but understanding because it would be awful for my parents to have to deal with this.
Going to Boston tomorrow on my day off to see my sister and take my mind off of things.
Big hugs for you @Gabriella, I know what it is like to lose a loved pet - My family has had to have several dogs put down for various reasons, plus my fiancee recently had to have her dog put down recently, he having developed chronic arthritis - he was a good 16 years old or so though, so he was definitely old in dog terms and she and her parents didn't want him to have to live in constant pain. Didn't make it any easier though.
Thanks @Kagato for the hugs, I know I need them... I keep going back and forth between feeling perfectly normal and then suddenly feeling like I'm going to burst into tears - because he's a family dog, but I wasn't as close to him as our previous pet - like I said, he was mostly my dad's dog, and he's a really grumpy old troll (he was a stray for at least two years, and didn't outgrow some bad habits when we took him in). But that aside, even if I didn't get along with him, I still love him on some level, because he's a part of the family. I just hate putting animals down because they're sick - you wouldn't do that to a human, you'd let them have a choice, and I don't think it's fair to the animals that we decide stuff like that. Of course, I understand that that is really the only way sometimes, because they can't physically tell you themselves what they want.
And I can't be mad at my parents for changing their minds about treating him, because once the summer is over for us (which is about two weeks), there would be no one home to take care of him with his new symptoms (if he was on steroids, he'd be trading one set of symptoms for the others that you get during the treatment), and he'd be stuck in a crate from about 7 or 8 in the morning to anywhere from 2 pm. or 4 pm in the afternoon. It's too long of a stretch for him to go without food/water/bathroom breaks when he's on a treatment like that, and he'd be miserable. (This is how it was explained to me, and I know it makes sense. I just don't like it.)
I'm sorry for the semi-rambling here. I just needed to get it out, especially since I was told this morning that there might be a chance that the vet wouldn't be able to do it today, so I'd come home expecting him to be gone, and he'd still be there... I'd be happy for about five seconds until I realized that I would have to go through saying goodbye to him all over again when they actually took him... it's a vicious cycle.
"You are so much bigger than you think you are," She says, fervently. "You are a beacon of hope that shines through the world with every step you take. You are My beacon, Gabriella, and you shine even into the darkest of nightmares."
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The air sparkles with silver motes of light as a silken voice says, "You will see growth and strength where others will see weakness. You will walk with Us as a paragon of Serenwilde's power, for you have already walked this path before."
It's quite understandable - plus it is healthy to get it all out.
My own rant: been at hospital for the past 2 and a bit hours - I rolled my ankle on Friday and was in so much pain this morning I could not walk on it. Nothing broken but am on crutches for a few days.
Never put passion before principle. Even if you win, you lose.
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
I wish Avechna was real, and anyone who changes lanes without signaling would auto-declare everyone within two car lengths. Then I'd ram the hell of them with no repercussions.
#petpeeve
Everiine said: The reason population is low isn't because there are too many orgs. It's because so many facets of the game are outright broken and protected by those who benefit from it being that way. An overabundance of gimmicks (including game-breaking ones), artifacts that destroy any concept of balance, blatant pay-to-win features, and an obsession with convenience that makes few things actually worthwhile all contribute to the game's sad decline.
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Meanwhile, one of the secretaries has taken it upon herself to go out of her way to harass me about my horrible handwriting every chance she gets. Lady, I'm a little too worried about working my ass off and keeping us in a job to spend time trying to make sure my S is unmistakably not a 5, or that I missed a period in a list of alphanumeric characters.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
So first, apologies to anyone I've had to RP with for the last two weeks, or that I usually talk to but haven't been, or... anyone that expected anything out of me. I've been a right mess. Second... it's kinda killed my interest in Lusternia. Even now, coming out of all the sickness, it's hard to get excited or find the fun again. Usually this means either I'm going to make a drastic change of some sort, or I'm quitting forever, but right now I don't really want to do either. So I guess... bare with me while I get my mojo back.
But the dog is okay!
this does not prepare you in any shape or form for handling difficult conversations for which you have no experience to draw on. trick is to pass the buck.
;/ false advertising or rather youmustreadthefineprint.
I am so very, very familiar with many of the things you are saying here, and I wish I had more encouragement to give than simply saying that I know what you're going through. My relationship with Lusternia has been similar to yours at many times.
When things in the game become too much to bear, or are getting to you more than they should, it can be good to step away, and take a break. Or, if it's a little too difficult to get yourself to stop playing entirely, you can make a secondary character, one that you can play when you just need to feel invisible for a while. I have a couple characters I use for that purpose, and it really does help me relax a little bit, to play with a different set of people who have no expectations set for me.
I might not know you personally, but if you need someone to talk to, I'm here. Send me a message if you want to exchange Skype names or something like that, ok? Even if you just want someone to talk to about trivial things. I would be more than happy to offer my services as a friend.
Recognize your issues are 'normal' and yet 'not ok'. By this I mean that it's common but it is a disorder, one that you can and should treat as any other medical issue where possible. Look into seeing a therapist. Often you can get reduced rates depending on your location and financial status. Ask about medication and be open to taking it.
Don't join in stressful situations that serve no or little purpose. If you have to take a break, do it.
Get socialization where you can, in a structured manner. Lusternia is good for this, however at the same time, don't let it become your life. I'm not sure exactly where you're at, but you need to push yourself, slowly. Get out of the house when you can. Joining a club can be great (chess club?).
Get proper sleep. This is really underestimated, but sleeping right can make a big difference.
And know that lots of us in Lusternia have gone through or are going through a lot of the same things. Good luck.
As someone who struggled heavily with depression (and assorted other medical surprises) during both undergraduate and graduate studies, I would like to reiterate that many universities do have flexible programs put into place to provide counseling to those affiliated with them, either as students or faculty. I realise finding what the resources available to you really are can seem pretty daunting, and just setting up that first appointment can seem impossible either for timing reasons or just the overwhelming panic that hit me whenever I tried to think about actually asking for help. And once I had talked to a university affiliated therapist, they made it SO MUCH EASIER to talk to my professors, etc, about what I needed in order to keep it together. I was honestly stunned by how generous and understanding all my professors were about everything. Some people are, sadly, not so fortunate in their experiences, but a lot of professors have their own experiences with depression, or have dealt with students struggling before, and many of them told me that they just needed to know that something was going on, and that the student was trying to work on it, and they got a lot more flexible about deadlines, exams, etc.
I realise I am a total stranger to you, but if you're feeling too overwhelmed to try to look into the university side of things, feel free to send me a message about your program and I'll see what my google-fu/experience navigating super confusing university websites can turn up that might be helpful.
He's been quietly rebellious, such as leaving the heater on in his room 24/7 unless we go in to turn it off, and leaving things all over the house that I need to clean up. And entertaining either of two women. Generally rather loudly, while we're home.Then he asked us to reconsider kicking him out because he's 'comfortable' with the situation. And sending me followup texts to check whether there was any chance.
And to top of this general unpleasantness in which I an uncomfortable in my own home, the upstairs apartment is being renovated, starting at 7am and finishing around 7pm at night. So there's the noise to deal with. And then the joyous occurance this evening, where they did something to the water up in the kitchen, causing it to run down the pipes in OUR kitchen, leaking inside our cupboards (in lucky chance, I had literally cleaned it out of all random foodstuffs only two days ago). Apparently, according to the plumber who was working up there, all the pipes in their apartment were actually unsealed. So he actually gave it a go at sealing the pipe and sealing their bathroom as well, which should hopefully stop it leaking through when the new tenets clean their bathroom with too much water. (Yes, this has also happened.)
And my head is still sore from where I dropped a knife block on it several days ago, and managed to explode a glass coffee jar on the stove and get glass shards in my dinner.
Can this week just end, please and thank you?
It's hard letting go of old friends. 95% of mine live halfway around the world. You just have to remember that everyone has their own script for their own life story (just as you have your own). I bet in no time you'll be writing in a whole new chapter of new friends you've made (if you haven't done so already!).
week ever, and people are not going to be home to take care of him in a few weeks, and he'd have the most miserable year of his life. Side effects of the medicine would make him constantly hungry/thirsty/need to use the bathroom and he'd be home alone stuck in a crate for a long stretch of time each day.
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
My own rant: been at hospital for the past 2 and a bit hours - I rolled my ankle on Friday and was in so much pain this morning I could not walk on it. Nothing broken but am on crutches for a few days.
If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?
If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
#petpeeve