Rant VIII: The Reckoning

I feel useless repeating what others have said, but...Go see another doctor.
The problem with many "life-long" doctors is they start to think they know your body, and thus, can predict what can/can't go wrong. "Oh, that must just be Y", "Oh, that'll be the X coming up again". You may feel like this pain is in a whole different playing field than any pain you've ever dealt with, but that's very, very hard for a doctor to assess - "Okay, lots of pain. Take the same painkiller I give you every time".
 
I'm going to add my voice on the side of "Get another doctor". Pain like that when you're pregnant could be a sign of something more serious than just your ligaments stretching.
 
Been sleeping since 4 this afternoon (it's now 11), so my sleeping schedule is all kinds of fucked up again. Probably because Dad told me today that I need to give my notice to the landlord and move home. Which is probably the biggest, most pathetic defeat of my life. I'm turning 36 this year and I'll be living with my fucking parents. What a fucking loser I've turned out to be.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
Been sleeping since 4 this afternoon (it's now 11), so my sleeping schedule is all kinds of fucked up again. Probably because Dad told me today that I need to give my notice to the landlord and move home. Which is probably the biggest, most pathetic defeat of my life. I'm turning 36 this year and I'll be living with my fucking parents. What a fucking loser I've turned out to be.
I have an uncle who moved back in with his parents at 48, a few years after a nasty divorce sent him on a downward spiral.

We all thought it was a terrible thing. My father was furious, and flat out accused his parents of having turned his brother into a "50 year old adolescent" who would be nothing but a sponge for the rest of his life.

It turned out to be the first step to turning his life around. Used to be he was unemployed for almost 10 years except for shit temp jobs. It took him a bit, but within a year or two of moving back in with my grandparents, he had gotten his career back on track enough to land a full time salaried position again. He still lives with my grandparents, but he's doing more of the taking care of them thing now than them taking care of him.

We were darn glad he was there when my grandfather had a stroke.
 
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Been sleeping since 4 this afternoon (it's now 11), so my sleeping schedule is all kinds of fucked up again. Probably because Dad told me today that I need to give my notice to the landlord and move home. Which is probably the biggest, most pathetic defeat of my life. I'm turning 36 this year and I'll be living with my fucking parents. What a fucking loser I've turned out to be.
I'm 28 (29 in 10 days) and have moved back in with my parents. Shit happens, it doesn't make you a loser.

-Feeling- like a loser though, yeah, I know that feel.
 
Loser has always been a silly word to describe some one to me. They're not dead, the game isn't over, their life is still being lived, who's to fucking say that this time tomorrow they don't turn every thing around? They could be the next Hawking, Hitchens or Hugh Hefner, as long as there is still time on the clock.
 
It's nice to have parents who care
THIS. I know a few friends who's parents would/have not helped them out in their time of need. Instead of thinking of it as a "fail", look at it as a chance to restart with a clean slate. You said recently you weren't sure what direction you wanted to take your life. At least this takes the pressure off of worrying about rent and taking any job just to make ends meet, and focusing on what really would make you happy.
 
Honestly, I think moving back in with your parents/living with them past 18 is just kind of the new economic reality. I know I've looked for work that would allow me to live on my own and it's just not going to happen around here without a degree... and even with one I'd barely be scrapping by. My parents and I are less than happy with the situation but it's just kind of what has to happen for now.
 
Thank you for all the hugs. We are at home now. She feels a little better but she's still weak and refuse to eat anything.
 
Went back to the doctor. She said she'll reassess me in two weeks. I'm not in pain the past few days...but I feel fatugued and I flat out fainted the day I saw the doctor. My blood pressure had dropped again.

Also, Jet has a had a fever the past few days...I had him checked when i went to the Doc on Wednesday and was told he was fine. Went to a different doctor yesterday and he suddenly has an ear infection.

My patience is thin.
 
Y'know... I've been doing a LOT in the past 5 or 6 years to clean up my credit score, make sure I pay all my bills as on time as possible, get out from under the constant re-issuing of payday loans, stop overdrafting checking accounts (even going so far as to cut off the overdraft protection on my checking account)... so you can probably imagine my frustration at being married to someone whose default reaction to collection agencies calling is to enter them as contacts in her phone and then block all of their calls. Comcast has been calling on my wife's account (for the apartment we moved out of back in January) at least twice a day for the past month, but she just refuses to answer their calls. Since she refuses to talk to them at all, she failed to shut off service. Guess who has a $600 Comcast bill for an apartment we don't live in? And a $200 power bill.
 
Learning experience?

(says the guy who accidentally ran up an $800 phone bill due to zone v. local calls back when that was a thing)

--Patrick
 
Yeah... there's a reason all of the bills at the new place are in my name, and are coming to my email address so I can monitor them and pay them when they're due. Still have no idea what we're going to do about that $800 though. I mean, I know we're going to scrimp and save and eat less expensive meals and not buy new computers and more furniture until we can pay all of that off; but damn. Oh, and tabs are due for my wife's car and I have to buy new plates this year because I don't have a front plate and don't feel like getting a ticket for not having the required equipment on my car.
 
Fuck


Fuck

How does this never stop? Fourteen year old dies, grandmother's cancer worsens, prognosis goes from years to days, mother is diagnosed with heart condition that will likely kill her soon, people I love in pain,

How is it all at once? I didn't even go to work today.

I can't help anyone

I'm so broken
 

Dave

Staff member
I'd give you an Internet hug, but I can't do that on my iPod.

Stay strong, dude. One day at a time.
 
My brain is just mush. Back at work today. Thought there'd be a sense of normality in it, but I rather feel like it's just pointless in light of what's happening around me.
 

Dave

Staff member
My brain is just mush. Back at work today. Thought there'd be a sense of normality in it, but I rather feel like it's just pointless in light of what's happening around me.
It's not pointless. It may seem so, but keeping a sense of routine - a sense of normality - will help you deal. Throw yourself into the work, keep busy, let your mind forget for a time. I've been in a bad place as well, maybe not as bad as yours, but bad. Lean on those around you and let them lean on you. It's okay to cry. It's okay to shout. It's okay to make a venting thread here and get internet hugs from people you've never met but care all the same.
 
I ran out of fucking oil. I only filled it up on the fucking 14th of Feb so it barely lasted a month, even with carefully monitoring the thermostat and making sure it was turned down when no one was in the house.

Stupid fucking cold snap. Stupid fucking -30 and some weather.
 

Dave

Staff member
Sorry. Should have been clearer. Heating oil, for the house. :p
Oh, sweet. I wondered what the cold had to do with it. That shit's expensive now. Sorry, lady.

My rant: I'm feeling better. But my wife and daughter are now sick. Plus the car rental cost us a bit more than we'd planned. Like instead of the quoted $170 we had to lock in $570 on the card. I'll explain more later, but it sucked.
 
Oh, sweet. I wondered what the cold had to do with it. That shit's expensive now. Sorry, lady.

My rant: I'm feeling better. But my wife and daughter are now sick. Plus the car rental cost us a bit more than we'd planned. Like instead of the quoted $170 we had to lock in $570 on the card. I'll explain more later, but it sucked.
Every time I've rented a car it has cost SOO much more than any number they quote to me beforehand. It's never not a teeth gritting experience.
 
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