What's Bothering You?

Communication is too hard, I feel like I never say the right thing, and end up coming across cold. Sometimes I try to overcompensate to not be misunderstood and it's just exhausting. Lately I've written a few messages to people that I never ended up sending. I'll rewrite it a few times and end up unsatisfied and delete it.
 
Allergen results are in

I wish it was pollen but I have a dust allergy. A dust allergy.

I can’t put in words how I broke down, I was crying in the doctor’s office, it’s a class 6 dust allergy, and I don’t know what I’m going to do because dust is unavoidable.

And it’s just my luck right. My sister smoking, my dad with no protection around paint, et al, it couldn’t have been them. It couldn’t have been my mom. Genetics and fate decided me and this is irrevocably a bottom 3 year now, I think I’m going to have nightmares about this. It’s been debilitating and I had enough dysphoria.
 
I'm getting tired of having to go to so many doctors. About to go to another one, can't wait to be done. :rolleyes:
 
can't enjoy this event at all, or even participate really, because so many things are messed up for me right now. I'm struggling with my anxiety, trying to get my living situation figured out, and now two of my dear friends are struggling a lot. makes me feel really sad honestly, I love the new collectibles and I love Halloween. such is life 😞
 
Why must job searching be so hard? I have to apply through some sketchy third party website just so it can hold my important information and I had to call back one employeer cause they never gave me a call back that they weren't going to hire me, despite doing an interview, background check and showing me around like where the employee entrance is and the timeclock.

I just want a damn job so I can make my own money and yet they either don't even pay min wage, don't call me back or want me to apply online.
 
My mom is super pissed off, and now I'm also super pissed off because she has to keep yelling at me like everything I did was wrong.

It's just like on Tuesday, when my pants were falling so I wanted to tie them tighter, but my dad was extremely mad when he saw it and just yelled at me for like 3 minutes because I was trying to hold up my pants and said no sane person does that and I should just only wear one pair of pants to school every day. Like it was my fault. Maybe it was, and I just don't know how to tie my pants tight enough, but still, I already get the point after being yelled at for one minute. Jesus Christ. And this situation right now doesn't make me want to put a bullet through my skull any less. Luckily she's not as mad now but still.
 
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