I’m so tired of my freaking job… Sigh…
It’s just so demanding…
I work at Goodwill and here everything is already used and donated so everything is priced by stickers that can easily come off. o.o Then it has to be updated weekly as much as possible while old stuff comes off…
It’s hard to explain, but this can be really hard and exhausting…
For me at least, it’s a one man job too and I often even run out of stuff! Then like, I had to take a week off to spend time with my family and it was nice to get away from everything… but then of courde that had to make things a lot harder…
It’s often unhygenic too and I find myself sneezing a lot from thr fust and other stuff…
Then they got all these “values” messages blaring repeatedly every day in the store, and all this crappy music I’m sick and tired of hearing of…
This job is honestly one of the maon reasons why I want to kill myself, though I also seem to have no real life friends or even a future so there’s that too.
I still live with my family at 27… my parents got divorced when I was in middle school as a teen or something, however long back, but like last friday for a few hours midday my dad and stepmom were fighting too which my stepmom has also been married to someone else before and has kids so yeah… just neverending remarriages and fighting, god I hate everything…
I’m diagnosed with autism too even though the symptoms don’t really fit me. I’m not literal minded, I had to learn poetry in 7th grade before I was even diagnosed as a high schooler. Then doctors thought I had ADHD as a child and so on…
I mean, I guess I don’t really get along with people but…
I just don’t understsnd why it’s only me in my life and all these other jerk offs are able to be considered completelt normal even though some of them make me feel like crap.
I had to get a special program called DARS to help me because when I tried myself about 5 years or so after graduation and getting fed up no one would hire me… ot was hard too because I have social anxiety, least over formality… it just seems so… arbitarily judging, it scares me…
I can’t seem to quit my job either because my dad says it would cost me money next time to help me…
He literally does not give a crap about abything, I hate him…
You ever feel like people only help you because they have to, materially, and to get something out of it or something?
I mean, he’s physically abused me before… it still hurts to remember the pain of that…
… I just want to destroy society sometimes and never have to work again… I don’t even have dreams anymore…
I mean, I almost kind of want to be a therapist, maybe, but…
God idk I’d rather just die soon…
If I ever die on all of you then I’m sorry…
Edited
If being an adult as far as liking comedies go is to like stuff like Soith Park and The Big Bang Theory like my family does, then I’d rather not having anything to do with it!
I can’t stand all that “rude and crude” humor, it’s terrible, every character annoys me in these sitcoms, none of them are relatable or sympathetic at all…
And I find so many things about being an adult really complicated and hard…
Getting a license, getting a college degree, getting a bank account and debit (I have that set up though), learning to drive, how real estate works so I know how to get my own place, etc…
Dude, no one has ever told me how to do anything. ._. Doing everything on my own is hard…
I kind of want to be a kid again… except I don’t. I don’t want to be taken care of anymore and I don’t think the nostalgia of old games or show I grew up with matter, I can just use stuff like youtube or dowbloading an emulator for that, usually… and I have done that for a few things a long time ago. :p
I kind of miss my self… When I was lot happier and I didn’t know how muxh the world sucked and how superficial everything seems…
Sometimes I just want to live in nature and know how wilderness survival works…
Man, idk… It’s not like instinctual to know how society works, right? It’s something you learn and gdt taught to you somehow, or do yourself…
It’s just… ughhh…
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Being an adult sucks. Also I have known 2 people who live with their parents who are older than you. Idk why I say that
I still live with mine too
you should be a therapist. that would be cool af
you can prove any other dipshit wrong that thinks people with autistic symptoms shouldn’t be successful
i think you should really be a therapist. ur name is wandering dreamer so why not be a dreamer lol.
Well calling myself a dreamer was more of a metaphor for escapism but alright. :p
Thanks though.
All that crap at goodwill should be burned. Its disgusting people think their used ass crap should be used by other humans just cause they are poorer monitarily than them. What elitist societal crap.
This society is completetly slanted towards those who understand money and those who dont. Those who hve and those who dont.
If they taught basic life skills in school, a lot less people would be disabled, poor and struggling. If i knew then what i know now i would have wised up a whole lot sooner. Now im backed into a corner with no real way out, the wolves are closing in. If i make a run for it on my weak self, ill proably fail, they they will have me for dinner, their science experiment. My family would rather see me live safwly in a geoup home than support me by feeding me, paying for my basic needs-tampons, soap shampoo etc, car. All while they travel the qorld.
I hve zero realect for therapists. I think psychology and all of it is just excuses to label people. Everyones differwnt. That doesmt make them less than or better than. We as humans need to start appreciating each others qualities. We gotta get the mirror out of peoples faces first.
Yeah, society is crap…
And um, I don’t mean to give people a label if I was to be a therapist. 🙁 No offense, but I fogured the “labeling” would be done already by like a doctor’s diagnosis or a person’s parents and all that, I’d just focus on the healing, and if I had to help them be prescibed to any medicine, it woukd be the safest and most effective ones I could find.
There’s just something about anti-depressantd that alsays fit weird to me, even when I was forced to take them in middle school…
It’s funny, I think one of them made me sick at least from withdrawal and I kind of stopped wanting to take them in the first place so I did and never had to them since.
Probably something like abilify snd zoloft and since this was middle school and I have “ADHD” apparently I think pne was ridilin or something similar…
I think it was that last one anyway, it gave me insomnia and these shakes.
Wow, thanks for all the supportive comments everyone! :O
It’s all really nice of you…