being neurodivergent is the best and worst thing
like, i can create entire worlds in my mind, with government and landscape and history, and i do so whenever i’m bored. gods gaze down and weep at my power. but all of it is just futile attempts to escape the confines of this world
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dwde its literally my typing qwirk???
I was going to say, "get a better one," but for some reason I feel really compelled to apologize and grovel? What is wrong with me?
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tbh i can't even tell what kind of partner i am. distant? clingy? who the fuck knows. fundamentally insecure and prone to running i guess.
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ohhhh my god. okay. so. my aunt does like, she buys random junk in bulk from retail wholesalers and then resells it on like, facebook marketplace and ebay and stuff. whatever. so my mom works for her. makes a flat $50 a day, regardless of the fact that shes disabled and doing hard labor for at least 8 hours a day, often 10+. and min wage here is $10 an hour but mom argued that $50 a day is still more than what she would make working the same hours at an actual job because of taxes...like girl that would be 50% taxes. you do not pay that fucking much. so thats already Bad.
but today mom shows me a video of a knife theyre gonna sell, and i watch 2 seconds and i realize its an automatic knife, and i tell her hey. thats illegal to possess in this state. let alone sell! and mom is like ohhh [aunt] knows what shes doing itll be fine.... we sell knives on there all the time she just doesnt put pictures and calls them something else on the listing to get around fb/ebays policies :)
LIKE. HELLO. THATS NOT BETTER. YOURE COMMITTING MULTIPLE CRIMES. *AS YOUR JOB.* and she was just like "its not a big deal she knows what shes doing." folks, this is the same aunt that, very illegally, paid me to sort through her clients confidential tax documents and bank records and stuff. because she works for a bank. and took the records home to sort them. i dont think she DOES know what shes doing, actually!
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texted josh yesterday about the tuna convo on my dash and how it was making me crave these little snack pack things walmart sells that are crackers and little cans of tuna (and them tiny little flat spoon things) and he picked some up for me before coming home
he's gone as of this morning for a weekend canoe trip w/ mike so i will be having Weird Anxious Emo Tuna Time while deciding what to do with my day
he did get the bookcase inside but i'm not up for dealing with any of that rn
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fahk keep telling myself ill do everything tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow GIRL YOU ARE RUNNING OUT OF TOMORROWS. BADLY.
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ik whenever i reblog jerma stuff that usually means i didnt take my meds but i swear i did today
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