So this actually makes me pretty glad we're back here. I'm a little tipsy, so please forgive if my spelling/grammar is off.
These days, my gainful employment is... basically QA for audiobooks. I proof the audio to ensure that it matches the manuscript it's recorded from. It's a pretty good gig, because my anxiety has kinda been out of control since... a while now, and this doesn't require leaving the house. Hell, this doesn't require PANTS if I don't want it to. It's great.
Except...
One of the primary narrators I work for is my father in law. I charge him less because he's family. Initially, I did the same for my cousin's husband. The difference is that my cousin's husband started insisting on paying me more because of the quality of my work. My father in law hasn't. So while my base rate is up to $25 per finished hour, he's still paying me $10. To be fair, I started at $15 and have bumped it up over time, but over the holidays I keep getting "I wish I could afford to pay you more," which is really frustrating, because I DO TOO. At this point, all work I do for him is at a substantial loss because not only is it less than half my going rate, but he's the most error-prone narrator I do work for on the regular.
The more astute, or potentially experienced, will spot that my rate is per FINISHED hour, i.e. per hour of narration. My better narrators deviate so little from the total run time that it's negligible. Even a 12 hour book doesn't rack up enough time lost on notation to really be a quantifiable dent in my hourly rate. My father in law, on the other hand, often winds up taking half-again the runtime when the time I spend on notation is figured in, bringing me basically down to minimum wage for his stuff.
Now I'm entrenched. I can't really STOP doing work for him, or DEMAND he pay more, without causing some really uncomfortable drama. But the bigger problem is that right now, I'm the primary breadwinner, so this drag on my income is making an already challenging financial situation (freelancing ISN'T exactly full time unless you are either super lucky or way better at aggressive self promotion than I am) worse.
I'm not really looking for a solution--though if anyone has suggestions for an amenable resolution, I'll welcome ideas--I just needed to vent somewhere that it wouldn't wind up finding its way back to him. And, as frustrating as THAT is, at least he pays me in a timely manner, unlike the full-service audio processor who's been subcontracting me the QA portion of her work and has an outstanding invoice that has been so since NOVEMBER. If I weren't so hard up for work, I'd be refusing to work with her in the future because this isn't even just a one time thing--it's her MO. Even though SHE expects to be paid within the month, she regularly makes ME wait 2+.
ETA: Also, I started this post last night while drinking, forgot that that was the case, and then posted it without combing over it because I'm still pre-coffee. I am not day drinking.
I was going to say, your other posts last night had a noticable vibe to them. If this hadn't been the start of a Vent thread, I'd be even more impressed if you were still drinking! Honestly, a good bender is nice every now and then. ;)
Bummer about your Father-In-Law though. Is he particularly trying to make a living as a narrator? Can't your husband put his foot down and say, "C'mon Dad, you're not helping matters" at all? Honestly, no one should be getting family discounts in the first place. I'm sure you could imagine how I'd react in that kind of situation. I really hate the idea that you're getting taken for a ride like that.
That's the other half of the trouble. Narration is his sole source of income. My in-laws are a little older in spite of my husband only being 5 years my senior. His folks are mid 60s to my folks' mid 50s. His dad went from the Air Force to web design during the time before that bubble burst to ... I don't actually know what he was doing from the burst til now, but suffice to say he's changed fields often due to said fields dying out. He does some theatre stuff and is actually a member of SAG, so the narration is a logical fit for him, but I guess things are still a little nuts. On the other hand, my mother in law was an ER nurse for years til she fell--in the ER, mind--and busted up her leg really badly. After that, it was a lot of medical desk-job surfing, again getting displaced as companies pulled out of the medical game or got eaten by others. I want to be sympathetic, and other than this one thing, my in laws are wonderful and I couldn't ask for better, but my husband has two modes where a confrontation with his dad is concerned and those are 1) butting heads like mountain goats or 2) the slow saunter away with a middle finger casually flung over the shoulder. It just sums up into a quagmire of discomfort.
In other news, I will totally endeavor to take greater care when posting intoxicated. I don't want to become that drunken shitposter. I've gotten lazy about clarifying because I spend most of my online time in voice comms so I can walk back things that don't come out right more easily. I'll make sure I use my words better going forward.
Yeah, only I'm allowed to drunken shitpost!
:lol:
Aw, c'mon, you won't share?
Also, maybe I just didn't catch the crazy thread at the beginning enough, but I mostly remember goofy affectionate posting from you while drunk, absolutely not shitposting.
Okay, I'll take odd days, you get the even ones.
Which crazy thread? When am I ever affectionate?!
Also, what if you comprimised with your FIL, and offer to do the recording of the narration with him, so that you can ensure quality without having to suffer the same bullshit errors over and over? Maybe that'll be even more incentive to spend time with him, to help you open up about the disadvantage that he's putting you through.
You're on!
Thread's not the right word, I think I codeswitched because we're back here. The... chat thing. That monstrous battery eating chat. And not affectionate like drunken declarations of "I love you, man!" but like occasionally waxing philosophical about how great it is that we all still talk and whatnot. Like I said, it could be a timeline issue, because it could be that those conversations preceded what you were writing off as having been drunk the night before, so I could be totally misattributing sincerity to alcohol, and if so, sorry about that :unsure:
There are a couple of hitches there, though I totally appreciate your troubleshooting efforts. The first is that audiobooks are weirdly solo projects. Every narrator I've worked with has a studio ranging in size from closet to office that is completely soundproofed that they spend hours in alone recording. My father in law's setup is one of the more closet-sized, so even if I had the ability to direct, it'd be cramped as all hell. The other half though is that hubby's folks are about a 4 hour drive from us. I don't know if Canadian provinces are more like American states or European countries in terms of how they view travel, but a 4 hour drive is usually considered a bit much to do on the regular. Plus tolls and shit would absolutely break the bank. NJ transit would love it though.
You may definitely be on to something about visiting more though. Hubby doesn't see his friends from home much because it requires either us or them to make the aforementioned 4 hour drive, and none of us have really got the space to put each other up comfortably for the night, and we're all hitting the age where sleeping on the floor, while not something most of us would CONSCIOUSLY object to, we'd probably pay for it in the morning more than we'd like to admit. I learned that one the hard way about a month ago and I'm pretty annoyed with myself for it.
Quote from: Nayl_Girl on February 18, 2017, 05:16:46 PMThread's not the right word, I think I codeswitched because we're back here. The... chat thing. That monstrous battery eating chat. And not affectionate like drunken declarations of "I love you, man!" but like occasionally waxing philosophical about how great it is that we all still talk and whatnot. Like I said, it could be a timeline issue, because it could be that those conversations preceded what you were writing off as having been drunk the night before, so I could be totally misattributing sincerity to alcohol, and if so, sorry about that :unsure:
You really don't need to apologize for anything, dude! I'm kidding about not being affectionate; I do love you man! Though my memory about anything while I'm shitfaced is pretty much like having retrograde amnesia. I'll go to work with a nice hangover, and by the end of the day I really have to think hard about how my day went. It's fun!
QuoteThere are a couple of hitches there, though I totally appreciate your troubleshooting efforts. The first is that audiobooks are weirdly solo projects. Every narrator I've worked with has a studio ranging in size from closet to office that is completely soundproofed that they spend hours in alone recording. My father in law's setup is one of the more closet-sized, so even if I had the ability to direct, it'd be cramped as all hell. The other half though is that hubby's folks are about a 4 hour drive from us. I don't know if Canadian provinces are more like American states or European countries in terms of how they view travel, but a 4 hour drive is usually considered a bit much to do on the regular. Plus tolls and shit would absolutely break the bank. NJ transit would love it though.
4 hours American = 4 hours Canadian, last time I checked. :p
QuoteYou may definitely be on to something about visiting more though. Hubby doesn't see his friends from home much because it requires either us or them to make the aforementioned 4 hour drive, and none of us have really got the space to put each other up comfortably for the night, and we're all hitting the age where sleeping on the floor, while not something most of us would CONSCIOUSLY object to, we'd probably pay for it in the morning more than we'd like to admit. I learned that one the hard way about a month ago and I'm pretty annoyed with myself for it.
Well, if only to try resolving the situation with the FIL. Nobody is helping anyone if everyone's broke all the time.
yeah, working with family and friends can be tough. that's why FC is still on hiatus.
:p
vent time... i keep falling in the same holes i totally dug for myself
So pi is dead again, eh?
I keep popping in but have nothing interesting to say
What luna said...
same, actually...
"BUT TEEPS, THAT HASN'T STOPPED YOU BEFORE"
oh, shut up, brain
Sorry. Nothing much to say and I've been busy watching the giraffe for the past 6 days. :lol:
Damn giraffe
I kind of felt a little jerky by posting drunk everywhere the last time I was logged in, so I took a step back so that I'm not being an overly-pompous asshole or something. You know, just the regular pompous asshole.
My buddy cancelled on me for the second time in two weeks, after making plans well in advance enough to get shit figured out. I'm not mad at him per se, but it's still severely disappointing, and I can't ever really trust making any plans with the fuckin' guy again.
Dee: An actual giraffe, right?
pics of giraffe!!!
Yes, actual giraffe. April is an expectant mama at Animal Adventure Park in NY and I've been watching the live feed of her pacing in her stall for over a week. She's getting close, so we should have a calf soon.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClnQCgFa9lCBL-KXZMOoO9Q/live (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClnQCgFa9lCBL-KXZMOoO9Q/live)
;)
My jaw hurts, not a tooth, but my jaw. (It might be a tooth, I haven't gone to a dentist in an embarrassingly long time... But I'm gonna need to change that soon...) But it feels like the hinge part is fucked up, and I didn't get punched or touched even. So I don't know why it hurts, just that it does...
Aw, man, if you've got insurance, definitely don't let that go. If it's an infection or something, you wanna get that on lockdown asap.
And yeah, I'm not interesting :unsure: That's usually why I fall off posting.
I had tmj damage from a terrible dentist experience it was no fun. I saw this kind of weird physio guy who worked out of his basement, he massaged my jaw back into functionality. True Story
Speaking of dental stuff I have to get one of my old fillings replaced. Not looking forward to it. Last time we went down this road I ended up with a root canal, boo
Ya, I do have insurance. And a coworker recommended a place close to work, closeish to me. I just hate going to the dentist...
Quote from: dee on February 27, 2017, 06:50:23 PM
Yes, actual giraffe. April is an expectant mama at Animal Adventure Park in NY and I've been watching the live feed of her pacing in her stall for over a week. She's getting close, so we should have a calf soon.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClnQCgFa9lCBL-KXZMOoO9Q/live (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClnQCgFa9lCBL-KXZMOoO9Q/live)
Quote from: luna on February 27, 2017, 11:10:21 PM
;)
d'awwwww
my vent... i'm kinda sick of being so wonderful and awesome whilst still feeling like a pariah.
Quote from: Aaron on March 04, 2017, 03:19:12 AM
Ya, I do have insurance. And a coworker recommended a place close to work, closeish to me. I just hate going to the dentist...
Suck it up, princess.
Ain't nothing worse than fucked up teeth. The number of nerve endings in your lower face that can cause you pain is rivalled only by your junk. Get it fixed.
Quote from: Aaron on March 03, 2017, 01:08:55 PM
My jaw hurts, not a tooth, but my jaw. (It might be a tooth, I haven't gone to a dentist in an embarrassingly long time... But I'm gonna need to change that soon...) But it feels like the hinge part is fucked up, and I didn't get punched or touched even. So I don't know why it hurts, just that it does...
Dammit Aaron. I blame you for the flare up of my TMJ. :lol: I can't even eat noodle soup atm! It hasn't been this bad for about 14 years so I really can't complain, but it gives me a chance to send you smiley faces and hearts. :) :wub:
Oh yeah, treatment. I forgot to mention when I read this the other day. Advil, hot pack on the joint (or ice if you prefer) don't eat anything chewy or crunchy and gum is now your enemy.
Quote from: Goose on March 07, 2017, 09:05:57 AM
Suck it up, princess.
Ain't nothing worse than fucked up teeth. The number of nerve endings in your lower face that can cause you pain is rivalled only by your junk. Get it fixed.
I swear to god, this is a true story.
I once had a toothache so bad that I had to cancel a movie date with Chichi. I couldn't sit still and nothing was helping, so I ended up drinking 13 beers, half a bottle of vodka, smoked a bunch of weed and took a healthy dose of shrooms. It hurt so bad that the shroom trip wore off in three hours, and I called an emergency dentist at 7am on a Sunday. Cost me another $300 to get the goddamn thing pulled.
Don't fuck with your teeth.
Though now I think an army of junkless, lower jaw nerve-lacking mutants would be pretty invincible.
Thankfully the pain has gone away ish. Like when I wake up it's sore, but moving it around helps a lot. I filled out an online thing about an appointment waiting to hear back if they will take me or not...
kidney stones on monday was hell...i guess i'm recovered but who the fuck knows, really...
Quote from: Dust on March 08, 2017, 12:47:35 AM
I swear to god, this is a true story.
I once had a toothache so bad that I had to cancel a movie date with Chichi. I couldn't sit still and nothing was helping, so I ended up drinking 13 beers, half a bottle of vodka, smoked a bunch of weed and took a healthy dose of shrooms. It hurt so bad that the shroom trip wore off in three hours, and I called an emergency dentist at 7am on a Sunday. Cost me another $300 to get the goddamn thing pulled.
Don't fuck with your teeth.
Though now I think an army of junkless, lower jaw nerve-lacking mutants would be pretty invincible.
Don't ever let anyone ever tell you different... toothaches are WAY worse than childbirth! I'd much rather have another kid than experience the excruciating pain of an open nerve toothache again. *shudders*
Quote from: TPD on March 09, 2017, 12:37:03 PM
kidney stones on monday was hell...i guess i'm recovered but who the fuck knows, really...
:(
*hugs*
Kidney stones? Boo :(
Oh yeah I'd take more babies over a toothache as long as I can give them away after :lol:
Quote from: luna on March 09, 2017, 09:18:23 PM
Oh yeah I'd take more babies over a toothache as long as I can give them away after :lol:
Right? :))
The pain seems to come and go. I have an appointment tomorrow. I'm both excited (no more pain) and nervous, cuz dentist... I do have a tube of oragel so I have that going for me...
I'm also going to get to work a bit early to find out if I'm getting moved sooner or later. (I want sooner, but with how busy some of the areas I work in are, I might get moved later.) Mostly cuz one of the people I work with is annoying as fuck, and sorta my boss. (He doesn't have any real power over me, but he tells me what to do/I ask him what to do. Unless I'm grinding bar for NASCAR.)
So I saw the dentist. I don't need a root canal... She said I might be clenching my jaw, or grinding my teeth when I sleep (or a combo of both.) Since I sleep alone, I don't know if I grind my teeth, but I have noticed clenching my jaw at times. So I've been really trying to not do that. I might get a mouth guard for when I sleep and see if that helps a lot. Dentist lady said she clenches so hard that she has lock jaw now.
I also found out that I'm gonna be in the NASCAR area on the centerless grinder for a long time. There is only like 8 maybe a few more, people that can run the machine there. And only 2 of us on nights. (And while I won't say I'm better than the other guy, I am however liked a lot more by the boss of the area.) But it isn't all bad, I don't mind it, and it is nice to know what I'm going to be doing for a while...
I don't recommend taking it every night, but if you take an aspirin before you go to sleep, I think you'd stop grinding your teeth.
I also don't want to be one of those dudes who recommends some natural remedy to insomnia, but you could try taking melatonin. That helps put you into a cozy slumber.
I might start doing the aspirin some times.
I have a prescription for gabapentin, which is a sleep aid. And while it works well, and I sleep like the dead, I have really extra vivid dreams, and sometimes it makes me feel... Like almost hungover. Like my mind is super fuzzy and it takes me way longer to wake up then normal. Even solving my cubes doesn't seem to wake me up like normal...
But I might get me some melatonin. Thanks for the advice.
So I cracked the screen on my new phone. Wtf samsung why do you make such delicate fucking screens I dropped it a few inches onto our granite counter. There goes $300 because apparently they have to replace the whole screen not just the glass :'(
God damn, teach you to have such nice counters!
Ugh I know, this would have never happened at our old place :lol:
my samsung is fucked too. i'm do for an upgrade.
in other news i'm lame.
Never owned a Samsung.
Never cracked a screen.
Coincidence?
I thought iphones were the ones with the super fragile screens
To be honest, pretty much all phones use the same material for their screens, or at least something similar. You're really not going to find much difference in terms of fragility between them. Best thing you can do is get a soft case for your phone. An extra layer of silicone will absorb light impact shocks and not let them damage the phone.
Yeah I have one but it was super cheap and way too thin. I grabbed it while I was waiting for a different one to arrive which is currently mia and then life happened and I never got around to picking up something else. Sigh. I've ordered a better quality gel case and two tempered glass screen protectors from amazon, one for until I can get this one fixed and one for after. I've learned my lesson :lol:
My piss off for the week is my stupid-ass car. Last week I tried to start it one morning, and it wouldn't even attempt to turn over. Dead battery. The damn thing apparently has some electronic component in the parking brake too, because I couldn't even get it out of Park to back out of my garage for a boost. So, replace the battery, it all runs good now.
Then, last weekend as I'm running back and forth unloading groceries, I notice my daytime running headlights are still on, even though the car is off and in park. No matter what I do, they won't turn off. Now I know why I had a dead battery. Some light googling shows this is a common problem on 2006 and 2007 Sonatas, as the light's relay ends up getting borked and won't shut off with the rest of the car. The relay is buried in the fuse box, and the only way to fix it is to apparently replace the entire fuse box (which is about $300 and a huge pain in the ass). So, until I can get this fixed, I just have to keep a 10mm wrench in my car. If after I turn the car off the lights are still on, I pop the hood and unhook the battery.
Plus the car also needs new tires, new brakes, and possibly a new ball joint, maybe some shocks. Look at all that money I don't have...
God I fucking hate the dentist. I need a root canal. I knew it was going to happen but I agreed to let my dentist try to replace the filling first which resulted in constant tooth pain ever since. Finally got in to the specialist on Thursday and turns out not being able to fully numb a tooth is a thing. It took an hour and a half of drilling for a few seconds and injecting more stuff over and over for her to finally get a teeny hole nto my tooth to stuff the stuff in that kills the root. She seems to think this will help it be less semsitive when I go back for attempt #2. Fuck. Oh and now it hurts way more but she did give me some prescription strength painkillers (but not the good stuff because baby) and steroids. Oh and by the time we are all finished I will be out almost $2000 because our dental coverage is pretty shitty. Boo
Millenials.
I feel like I missed out on having a catchy label for my generation. Born in between pretentious groups or something
Quote from: luna on May 06, 2017, 09:47:31 PM
I feel like I missed out on having a catchy label for my generation. Born in between pretentious groups or something
yeah, i'm either gen x or gen y, so there's a good chance i'm a millennial... but i don't feel it.
i sometimes totally feel out of it when interacting with the younger portion of that demographic.
Election day. So depressing. Feels like my vote never counts. Blah blah blah
So I figured, what better way to make my first post than in the rant thread?
Problem with today: Being so tired you forget to set your alarm, and actually sleep past 5:30 which you never do. Which throws off your whole day because your schedule was totally ruined. Feel like I'm playing catch up still.
My aunt killed herself a few days ago. I knew she was struggling and honestly was worried this would happen but then thought I was just being dramatic. Had to go to her place and clean out the fridge today and eventually will need to pack everything up. Feels totally overwhelming to have to do all this when you suddenly lose someone close to you. Oh and I got a fucking parking ticket while.i was there today, fucking great
ugh. i'm very sorry to hear that. my condolences.
i'm going through some dark family stuff myself right now. fuck this summer.
Ugh I'm sorry :/ definitely done with this summer
Luna, TPD, sorry that you're having such a rough time. This year needs to be over with, I think.
I'm very sorry that both of you are going through hell, Luna and Ted. Stay strong, okay?
Jesus fucking christ an online friend I have known as part of a group for several years has bone cancer. We are the same age. Fuck. Just awful
fuckin cancer... argh.
and thanks for the kind words, guys.
wishin you all the best in our collective bullshit
So it sounds like most people here are having some seriously shitty stuff happen. It's odd, the last month and a half has been one thing after another, of varying degrees of "That really sucks" and "I have no idea how to handle this".
Anyone else finding themselves somewhat numb because of it? Like you get to a point and something overloads. I feel like some day soon I am going to snap on someone over the stupidest little thing, and they will be left wondering what my damage is, because there is no way having my bread squished by a cashier is ACTUALLY worth the reaction of stabbing someone in the eye.
Getting numb to it and overloading because of it are two completely different things. You blow your top when you're repressing all the little things until they boil over. If you're numb to it, the bad shit just becomes part of daily life and you don't even notice it.
On that point, yeah, I've definitely become numb to some things. I've gone through so much terrible shit involving my son over his seven years of life that when something bad happens involving him, it doesn't even phase me, I just deal with it.
Case in point, last week we got a call from his school during the day that he went missing. According to the recess supervisor, he ran off when the bell rang, and he couldn't be found afterwards. My wife went hysterical, police were called, we all start combing the area. I know he's lost, because he reportedly ran off completely in the opposite direction of home, and I drive him to school every day. After about 20 minutes of this, I get a call to come back, they have him at school. Turns out he was in his class the whole time, and no one actually checked there. It was some other kid that he was playing with that ran off, and that kid only lives a block away from the school and was also accounted for.
The point of that story is that during all that, none of it phased me. I never panicked, I never went nuts, never got worried, I just did what I needed to do to best find him. The whole situation seemed odd, because he's not a runner, and desperately wants to be near an authority figure at all times. Being lost and alone, I used what I knew of his behaviour patterns to find places to check. I was still relieved when he was found safe and sound, but at the same time I never actually got that worked up in the first place. This was just another checklist in the neverending shitshow that this poor kid's life has been. It doesn't really phase me anymore when something involving him goes wrong, its just easier to figure out how to fix it.
Make sense, yes. I just suppose I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop, and start to feel more. My mother is dying of cancer, my family friend who was my second dad since I was three committed suicide, the same day they took my murdered uncle off of life support.
And it is all stressful, but I am not anywhere close to the wreck I expected to be. I was more depressed when my cat passed suddenly than I was when I found out my second dad committed suicide. Not that I wasn't upset, but it passed by in a day or two and then I'm just numb again.
Guess that's better, I can carry on and be an adult and such. Woo life!
Quote from: ObsidianRae on September 21, 2017, 04:56:34 PM
Make sense, yes. I just suppose I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop, and start to feel more. My mother is dying of cancer, my family friend who was my second dad since I was three committed suicide, the same day they took my murdered uncle off of life support.
And it is all stressful, but I am not anywhere close to the wreck I expected to be. I was more depressed when my cat passed suddenly than I was when I found out my second dad committed suicide. Not that I wasn't upset, but it passed by in a day or two and then I'm just numb again.
Guess that's better, I can carry on and be an adult and such. Woo life!
I feel that. My dad's currently dying. Cancer for the last several years leading to intense chemo leading to some heart attacks and strokes.
He's not hospitalized, but at home. They say he could go any day in his sleep. Needless to say I'm numb and frazzled all at once. My mom is doing her best to take care of him, but I know she's slowly losing it.
And all while this is going on I'm dealing with a sick cat who everyone's telling me to put down, but still has plenty of life in her.
They're saying I care more about the cat than myself. Heck, it's one of the things that led to my ex being my ex-- but that was such a cluster fuck of a sitch to begin with it's probably better that way.
So yeah, i'm partly numb to some things and have severe anxiety over others... mostly just fear of the unknown and extreme loneliness.
Hell of a way to ride out my 30s...
Quote from: TPD on September 21, 2017, 08:58:05 PM
And all while this is going on I'm dealing with a sick cat who everyone's telling me to put down, but still has plenty of life in her.
They're saying I care more about the cat than myself. Heck, it's one of the things that led to my ex being my ex-- but that was such a cluster fuck of a sitch to begin with it's probably better that way.
So yeah, i'm partly numb to some things and have severe anxiety over others... mostly just fear of the unknown and extreme loneliness.
Hell of a way to ride out my 30s...
Don't let anyone tell you to put your cat down if the cat is happy, I say. People tend to not understand they can be family. I tend to put my cats and my friends prior to myself, as well.
I agree with what you say about the extreme anxiety on one side of the coin and the numbness on the other. I have always had some issues with anxiety, but it got way worse when my mom was diagnosed with cancer. It flares up at the oddest times, too. Like, today I took her out for her birthday and my parents anniversary, first time we've taken her out in months because she can barely walk and has zero immune system. But I was okay. Stressed a bit, but no freak out.
Driving home from work? SOMEONE IS FOLLOWING ME DRIVE AROUND THE BLOCK GET IN THE HOUSE! FREAK OUT! AHH!
Hooray for being anxious in your 30's, I'm there too. We'll all have panic attacks together. I'll buy stock in paper sandwich bags.
i think we need to get an official Perfect Isolation paper bag.
Quote from: TPD on September 24, 2017, 08:41:48 PM
i think we need to get an official Perfect Isolation paper bag.
I am considering how I could make this. Maybe just a Sharpie for the logo. Let's do some bubble wrap too. A PI In Case of Anxiety kit, if you will.
For the last few years I've actually been really happy with my life, so I can't ever really complain about anything. I know I keep saying sorry that you guys keep going through hell, but goddamn. Now I'm actually sorry!
Not that I should speak with any authority on the matter, I think the numbness is mostly acquirred through age. Any time I have a conversation with my sharp as tack 91-year old grandmother, we usually agree that life and the world is a bunch of horseshit. So if you're able to let some of it slide off of you without losing your mind, I think you're all doing a pretty job of keeping your shit together.
Much love to you fine folks.
Quote from: Dust on September 29, 2017, 10:50:32 PM
For the last few years I've actually been really happy with my life, so I can't ever really complain about anything. I know I keep saying sorry that you guys keep going through hell, but goddamn. Now I'm actually sorry!
Nah, no reason to feel sorry for being happy. I am glad you are!
Warning: This topic... blah blah blah. Yeah, thats why Im here and not on FB PI.
One cousin with whichever kind of leukemia is the super aggressive one. Her sister now has breast cancer. (Yes, they are both currently bald and rocking it) And then the cousin witb breast cancer? Her daughter has it and just had her second surgery this morning. AND while all this was going on, my precious little cousin Christopher (5 year old) nearly lost his life to necrotic fasciitis in his leg. (Possibly from the flu because he had no wounds) At least Alex is healthy... *knocks on wood*
That is one big ol' bag of suck there. Hope you're holding up ok.
Yeah, we're holding up mostly okay. Tks.
How's Phoenix doing in school? I think about everyone's kiddos a lot these days. :)
Could be better. His ADHD (and possibly PTSD) are giving him a lot of anger issues, every day there's usually been one bad interaction that I end up hearing about. He isn't learning properly, he's 7 and can't read for shit, depsite both my and my teachers best efforts. We're playing with his medications with his psychiatrist to find something that'll allow him to keep his anger in check long enough to actually learn something in school. Right now attempting to get him to sound out the words in one sentence takes about 20 minutes of screaming and crying.