WIBTA If I told my girlfriend to "get over it" ?
This requires some preface, my girlfriend (25) is chronically ill, and doesnt have a job currently and doctors arent really sure what she has but its being managed, for the most part, she still deals / copes with a lot of pain.
I (25) work a full time job. To support us, and for the past few months she's been begging me to get a new job (ive been applying like crazy to many places but USA job market is fucking awful awful place) and to 'learn to drive' or something to ease her struggles / pain of driving me to work everyday.
The reason why she drives me to work is because, I cant drive but also my vision is extremely bad and i wouldnt be allowed to drive anyways. (Im nightblind and i am legally blind, my vision is BAD)
But for the past 2~ months she has, consistently complained about driving me to work , and nearly making me late every time. Like , its frustrating and I have told her this that her doing this is frustrating me and making me upset she does this because I'm so tired of it. Its all she does most days is drive me to and from work. But theres no alternative for us to get me to work, an uber or lyft would cost 70 dollars both ways and just not reliable. Public transit doesnt exist where we live fully, so i thats not an option either. Truly its just driving there, which takes about 45min - 1 hour depending on traffic.
I wouldnt use the exact words of "get over it" but something much more nicely and better thought out. ?
The only reason I think i would be an asshole is that she is chronically ill, but our circumstances require her to do the driving. Which sucks, for us.
but yeah WIBTA?
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Mushy May Day 10- quiet nights
Aethers overwhelmed in the infirmary. Omega and delta calm him down.
Thanks to @forlorn-crows for the prompts this month!
Aethers eyes stung.
He stared at the speckled white countertop while delta whizzed past him once again to check someone’s beeping iv. His head felt fuzzy, his vision felt far away. A pressure behind his eyes he could only hope wasn’t any real tears, just exhaustion. The sterility of the air made his stomach turn, an absent thought granted to wonder when the last time he ate was.
“Hey, are you doing alright?”
A large hand rested on aethers back. Omegas voice was comforting, almost too much so. Enough that the pressure behind aethers eyes only deepened as he attempted to blink away whatever tears were forming. It shouldn’t be overwhelming, just the knowledge that omega recognized his emotions and cared, but aether can barely speak beyond the handful of napkins that felt wadded in his throat to express that he was ok.
The silence was enough for omega. He remembers his first couple months topside. Always either touring, practicing, or attempting to tend to any sick or wounded siblings. A constant rotation of activity and need. Delta also barely held it together as well when he was first thrown into the rotation of being a quint, mostly being sent down to help in the morgue. Hes always been better with them anyways.
But staff was short, and something was going around the abbey. It was just a couple minutes past midnight before they all had even gotten the chance to breathe. Aether felt as if he was holding constant pressure on a wound. Enough attention and force to hold the blood in, until it eventually stopped. The moment to calm down leaving it to bleed freely.
The beeping from down the hall stopped. Silence fell over the wing as static rushed to fill the space in aethers head.
“Just take a second aether, sit down” omega pulled out a chair and lightly pushed on his shoulder to get him to sit. Aether played with his hands nervously in his lap. He feels like he had forgotten something, like there was a mistake he missed, like there had to be something else to do.
Delta soon walked back to take his own seat in the nurses station, giving omega a concerned look over aether state.
“Jellyfish, can you grab aether some water?” Omega said quietly over his shoulder “and maybe one of the expired granola bars”
“I’m fine omega” aether finally spoke, looking up at the older ghoul. “Just a long night, I can handle it”
“It’s ok if you can’t”
Omega pulled up another chair into their little triangle when delta handed him the small snacks. It was a nice peaceful moment between them, omega wondered how many times they’d been able to sit together without it being band or work related.
“You haven’t drank any water in 5 hours. You’re upset because you’re dehydrated and hungry” delta mentioned matter of factly. Aether had to snort at the bluntness, taking a small swig of his water.
“Again, I’ll be ok. I’ll get used to it, a lot happened tonight but it’s fine” the granola bar made him cringe. The spoiled plastic taste on his tongue making him take another larger drink of water. He would have to tell papa later they needed a better supply of food back here, though he’s sure the others have mentioned it.
“Even delta still can’t handle it aeth, that’s why we banish him to the morgue. So we definitely don’t expect you to be ok with everything so soon” omega joked, sending a lighthearted smile to delta.
“I thought they sent delta to the morgue because he made the siblings uncomfortable?”
“They did” delta said
They couldn’t help but all giggle with each other, half a joke and half a truth, but delta never minded.
“You’re doing great, kid, just know that. I’m proud to have you here with us. Besides, the siblings love you”
“They do?” Aether asked
“Yeah, one earlier said that she wanted you to take her temperature with your-“
“Delta” omega warned
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I Won’t Ask
ive been beating myself up about this poem for months and it still feels off for some reason but i cant find it so i decided to set it free:)
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I was born out of questions
I will die with them too
I’ll carry them like heavy stones in my chest
To remind me why I sunk while others soared
Drowned by my vile thirst for the unknown
I’ve learned that some desires
Are better left unspoken
And some wounds
Are meant to bleed in silence
So I won’t ask for your love
Not because I’m scared of its absence
But because I fear it's a burden
You cannot bear
I won’t ask for forgiveness
For to ask would be to admit defeat
And the scars of my sins cannot be undone
I can live with the pain, the guilt, the regret
But without you, I'm merely an echo of life
And yet, I will not ask you to stay
Though my body aches with longing
And my soul tears itself apart
Still, I swallow the words, choke back on vowels
For I learned you cannot ask
For the things your heart truly craves
So I won’t ask for you
Though every fibre of my being begs for your touch
One more time
But I won’t ask for what you cannot give me
Though it burns,
scorches,
leaves me barren
To go against my nature
Yet, I yield to the quiet,
Letting its iron chain close around my throat
To resist would be to court madness,
But haven't I already succumbed to its seductive embrace?
No, I won’t ask for the impossible
I won’t reopen wounds already raw and weeping
I won’t ask you for anything
But my eyes silently did
And that is how I lost you
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no i am not thinking about the final fifteen what is that
Thank you so much for reading!! Reblogs and comments are really appreciated💙
read it also on ao3:
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10.05.2024
17/100 days of productivity!
Posting this before i start todays study session 🤡 As a energy drink hater ive been chugging redbull zeros almost everyday. Tastes terrible and usually makes me sleepy but when combined with right amount of coffe it really works! Not the healthiest thing i can consume but if its gonna help me get through the month of may I’ll take it.
Tried a few other brands but hated them all ig they all have to taste like sugary acid. If you have one you like let me know 💓
Also fuck finance
Bye
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finally finished this tapestry ive been working on the past few months. shes kind of a monster bc i still have all these loose ends, the yarn store gave me a wrong color so the color scheme is a bit funky, n i ran out of one color n had to substitute another yarn to finish it in two places……….but i like her :-)
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