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 No.1203642

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2026 has been wild so far has it not?
Feel free to stop by, ventilate your frustrations, or just hang out.
This is the internet checkpoint of a thread.

So, How are you?

 No.1203646

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My anxiety has been sky high lately.

It's hard not to resist total escapism

 No.1203647

Mostly my life is just as uneventful as ever. I am boring man

 No.1203649

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A few months a go, roughly a year or so, I was fine.
Now, every week or so, mornings where I feel nauseas and have to throw up given the collected phlegm and mucus my body can no longer process. This means I have to give up dairy due to some sort of "fibrosis" where milk = more phlegm.

Some mornings, it feels like my body "tricks" me. It wakes me up with the need to poop.
I figure, go to toilet then back to bed. But my guts are like, "Ah, you're up! Given I can't process mucus as I could before, let's make you nauseas so that you throw it up."
Control and Willpower against it just makes me/it wants to throw up even more. After the horrid ordeal, I'm too wide-awake to go back to sleep.

My recent ordeal was >>1203602 where it felt like the "rules were changed". I was fine up until I got back to bed and immediately felt nauseas. It gave me no choice but to return to the loo to be sick.

I gave up refusing this to be the "norm" now, as well as the notions of "control" or "arrangement". I'm thankful I don't feel queezy or throw-up in the evenings, usually a first-thing sort of thing. But as far as I'm aware, by stomach can do this to me whenever it wants.
I hate it. I don't want this to be the "normal" of my current life and future... But this is how it is now. I still eat dairy products every now and again knowing full well will likely lead to early morning nausea because f**k this dictating me.


Other than that. Doing good.

 No.1203656

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tbh, i am not doin the best right now, and unfortunately that is not something that i expect to change for a while; all i can really do is just do what i can to make things the best i can in the meantime

it's not all bad though, my football team is in the afc conference championship, and i've made good progress on a couple things i've been working on that i'm itching to show off when its done.

i know things will be okay, but it's most likely gonna get worse before it can get better

 No.1203657

I could either pretend I'm okay or speak my mind.

Truth is I'm not. I feel lonely. Either I ended up burning bridges or started to feel more disconnected from existing friends.

 No.1203752

>>1203657
Maybe consider it a warning. Life is too short to live feeling like shit. Hope you find some ways to turn things around this year!

 No.1203773

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We've barely manage to scrape through January. An unfortunately timed cold combined with the worst string of migraines I've ever had has resulted in my paycheck at record lows. My poor wife has worked herself to the bone on overtime to cover the difference; ordinarily I make a lot more money than her.

We've employed a chart on the wall to track how many hours we've both worked so far that month in order to meet the bills. And also a milestone for being able to afford dates, adventures, and sweet things, using pay adjusted hours ratios so the math works out (one of my jobs will be counted at 1.5 hours per real hour, and another is counted at 0.5 hours per real hour). Interestingly, between the two of us we really only need 165 hours on the books every month to make ends meet. That's just how disabled I've been.

In other news. I walked a mile and a half yesterday. That's a new personal best since my injury last year. I was feeling so energetic I nearly started jogging. Might try it next time. Gotta be careful. Gradual increases over time are gonna be more helpful than a hard push. Structural injuries are the worst.

Right now I'm enjoying a lovely cuppa by the window, watching the snow fall with a cat on my lap.

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>>1203773
I'm glad I've never had a migraine, they must be awful.

I hope you will be able to scrape everything together that you need to get by!

 No.1203786

still alive, still alone

 No.1203828

>>1203773
I didn't know that you had been injured so badly. It's fantastic that you got to such a milestone, though. Recovering is hard. Not just physically either. It takes a lot of patience and humility. It is hard to appreciate small progress through all the noise and pain, but it is real.

 No.1203902

Right now, not particularly. A lot of the ol' "I waste space, go nowhere in life and none of the stuff I do is worth any attention since apparently everyone else who does anything creative is smarter, more creative and have more style than I can imagine."

Which is largely nonsense, but my brain loves to work against me.

Bleh.


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