I am guessing you are gone now. I haven’t heard from you in a while and know you had little rope left, needing what remained to hang from. I never learned your real name and don’t know what you looked like; I only knew you for a few weeks but we shared more in that time than most do in many years. I loved you, my friend. Truth be told, I had a big crush on you too and part of me wishes I had said so. My world was better for your having been in it and I will always remember you and thank […]
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So I am about to turn 30 in about a month. Looking back at the past 17 years of my life (of which, parts of 12 years spent on struggling with depression/suicidal thoughts), it has been a roller-coaster ride. Here are some highlights. I don’t expect you to be interested in my life story, but if you have time, read on!
17 years ago, I migrated to Texas, and started in an ultra conservative high school. Language barrier was one, but being bullied non stop for not speaking English well was another. It was even worse being bullied for trying to learn English. My response was […]
My life has always been messed up. The earliest memory I can remember was of my mum holding one of my arms and dragging my out the front door of my first home and my other hand reaching out for my dad who stood and watched. I was screaming and crying. I didn’t want to go.
I’ve lived in many homes since my mum and dad got divorced. And mum has had many boyfriends. One was Gavin who had a son. They were really nice at first but I got scared of Gavin. One day during one of Their arguments I was hungry so I […]
Among your greater sorrows let’s still take a minute to mourn yet another significant loss of freedom for me
written by The Absurdist
Welp, I “finally” start working on Monday, which is quite frankly an unmitigated disaster. Not only I’ll be alone and hopeless as usual but robbed of about 80 % of my time for the sake of stupefying grinding slavery.
Because life always does get better doesn’t it? Can’t even do anything “drastic” for a quite while, honor bound to certain parameters and whatnot. So the trap is truly and well closed.
Let’s have a toast to a life of ever increasing resignation and small everyday horrors.
Dear office dweller,
Perhaps you like your job? Or even love it?
Perhaps you don’t mind doing it for forty or fifty […]