omg...that picture was not taken at home....he is flapping in the breeze...elsewhere
I don't ever want to do yardwork in Texas again without an N95, I'll tell you that much.I think I will mow the yard with my covid surgical masks this year. I still have my original 50 pack with about 20 left and a second pack I have not touched yet.
Nah. The narrative of "these people were dicks to you because they care" is bull, especially in the case of repeatedly being asked to not be a dick.As nasty as Charlie and ElJuski were, they likely had your best interest at heart.
I know I do not respond to you as warmly as I should. I have walked your steps at times in my life. I would bet my life that we would do what ever it takes to keep you around.
I wish I could offer more than just a digital hug. But I understand pouring over old posts. It's self destructive behavior and we shouldn't do it, but I know at least for me when I was in the pit of a depressive spiral I would be drawn to shit like that. I would actively seek out past tragedies or traumas and relive them. Maybe because I thought the pain was cathartic? I don't really know.I sometimes search myself on here for old posts. No idea why. Maybe to see what my thoughts were on something at the time. Or reread certain discussions.
Well, tonight I made the mistake of rereading old posts on the Rant thread. And spent...more time doing so than I'm willing to admit. And all it did was dredge up a lot of old, painful memories. Lost jobs, failed relationships, emotional breakdowns. Even some old rants about frustrations with my writing, which was doubly painful since I don't write anymore. Or when I was scared to start my teaching practicum, only to drop out of the program months later. I remembered how I felt at the time of each post and in some ways, it made me feel that way again, though not to the same extreme degree.
And Christ, I snapped at others a lot. Some maybe warranted like when Charlie or ElJuski said something. But that only made things worse.
And it's just...I'm really struggling these days. I'm surprised work hasn't fired me for all the time I've missed because I keep calling in "sick" when I'm severely depressed. I desperately want to move out, but I don't think I can afford it on my own despite having a decent paying job and no major expenses. I've regained all the weight I lost two years ago, and then some. And I'm just so fucking lonely.
My last place of employment got a lot of things wrong. But this is one thing they got right. Over the time that I worked there, they transitioned from sick time/pto/vacation time to all PTO. If you were planning on being out more than a couple of days, they requested advanced notice, but they no longer stopped needing a reason (sick, etc) for why you took PTO, and actively espoused that a "personal day" for any reason at all was necessary sometimes for peoples wellbeing.I don't have time for a lot right now, but just quickly, you're not calling in "sick" when you're struggling with depression. You're calling in sick.
I can do my work better with a migraine and a throat infection than I can in the midst of a bout of depression.
I had 2 weeks of sick time I never took at my old job, as well as a couple days of PTO, and 4 weeks of vacation (also never took). It did not roll over, nor was I paid for unused time.My last place of employment got a lot of things wrong. But this is one thing they got right. Over the time that I worked there, they transitioned from sick time/pto/vacation time to all PTO. If you were planning on being out more than a couple of days, they requested advanced notice, but they no longer stopped needing a reason (sick, etc) for why you took PTO, and actively espoused that a "personal day" for any reason at all was necessary sometimes for peoples wellbeing.
Sometimes I go back and read posts I made years ago (even posts AFTER I stopped trying to be the world's biggest asshole), and I find myself cringing so hard at the shit I used to say, and how I used to present myself. Even more because I know I haven't done anything to change in the last 7 years or so, so I'm probably doing the exact same thing. Blergh.I understand pouring over old posts. It's self destructive behavior and we shouldn't do it, but I know at least for me when I was in the pit of a depressive spiral I would be drawn to shit like that.
For the first several years, I didn't/couldn't take vacation, and was losing my vacation time every year. So I started taking off all of December because it was our slowest time at work. After a couple of years of that, they got a lot better about letting me take a week here or there, along with revamping the vacation/pto policyI had 2 weeks of sick time I never took at my old job, as well as a couple days of PTO, and 4 weeks of vacation (also never took). It did not roll over, nor was I paid for unused time.
New job does not have sick time, and combined PTO and vacation. I get one week of PTO to use as I choose. If I don't use it, they pay me for it at the end of the year.
I figure despite it sounding much worse, I'm actually coming out ahead.
I've never said anything I regret, due to being a consistent genius.Sometimes I go back and read posts I made years ago (even posts AFTER I stopped trying to be the world's biggest asshole), and I find myself cringing so hard at the shit I used to say, and how I used to present myself. Even more because I know I haven't done anything to change in the last 7 years or so, so I'm probably doing the exact same thing. Blergh.
Well this is just begging for me to misquote you. Except if course that I would never do that.I've never said anything I regret, due to being a consistent genius.
Missouri Tigers suck!
I haven't been on any meds in awhile and I'm thinking the same thing. At the very least, something for my ADHD. Maybe then I could concentrate more or not get so easily frustrated when things don't go right.I just don't want to feel anything anymore. Maybe I need to go back on antidepressants so I can feel that way again.
We still have a small collection of various psych meds that we acquired through trial and error trying to find ones that would help my son 3 years ago. Someday I might remember to bring them to the pharmacy for disposal.Not from personal experience, as I've only been on one kind and felt the same deal as you, but it took one of my best friends a half dozen tries to find an antidepressant medicine/combo that truly worked for them (as in, the positives outweigh the negatives by a wiiiide margin).
I'm surprised work hasn't fired me for all the time I've missed because I keep calling in "sick" when I'm severely depressed.
Mental illness is still illness. Break a leg, out for two months, everybody understands. But wake up suddenly unable to do anything other than hug your cat and cry for those same two months, and that's somehow perceived as "not real."I don't have time for a lot right now, but just quickly, you're not calling in "sick" when you're struggling with depression. You're calling in sick.
The promise of automation was that we, as a society, would each individually have to do less work to achieve the same standard of living... that we'd be able to take time off and live our lives with dignity and become part of our communities. Our own government thought 4 day work weeks were an eventuallity, not something we'd have to fight for. Instead, every gain that has been achieved by automation has been sent to the owners for their sole benefit instead of being shared with the workers.I don't think the prevalence of depression in this world is going to reduce significantly until, as a civilization, we can uncouple the idea that a person's worth is somehow determined by their uptime. We reboot computers. We recharge batteries. We have to refuel and maintain vehicles. Why does society refuse to acknowledge that people sometimes need downtime/maintenance/etc., too? And I mean a downtime where they won't need to stress about what will happen to themselves/friends/family because they are unable to show up for work for two months.
--Patrick
It was a lot better than last time. This time because we were only voting for one of two candidates, there was no lines and I was done in less than a minute.We have to vote again tomorrow. Wish us luck again.