Guess I was a bad plankton :(

The one at my local highshool sends a chill down my spine. She’s super nice to the kids though so whatever I guess lol.

I have one on my current caseload like this. Not out of any kind of cruelty. Just high impact deficits. I wouldn’t say unhinged, just not aware.

How sad, she was doing her job here. It is a very hard and underpaid field, and most people never think of it. May she rest in peace.

I had one growing in my gutter in the middle of winter, where temps were often freezing. In the end, they came and cleaned the gutters.

That’s how big I need it to be now to see the words.

Time, and centering my happiness on things besides another person. Like a rediscovery of personal identity.

and conveniently also not addressing how low quality old man sperm is

Replies have certainly taken on a more Reddit-like quality to some things. Like rude for the sake of being rude.

“Probably better to die than pretend like I can afford a house before I’m 90” or something. Not those exact words.

I have a reason I have to get up. I joked about being able to buy a house before I died. Not that I want to get up. But I’m obligated.

I made a millennial joke in front of my coworkers after a two month break. (They have said waaaay worse). Anyway they HR’d me and I almost got a free vacation to the grippy sock hotel. Now I keep my mouth shut. They’ll never see it coming! Assholes.

Same. After meeting the wrong people and investing so much in failing and becoming older, the idea of even trying seems more than painful. I’m stable, if lonely.

Sock, but bigger socks or booties over those to keep them clean. My house is clean. Idk why I’m like this.

There is a lot of validation in this thread.

What it feels like being a 5’ staff when fifth grade stampedes by .

They’ll be in their stadium seated churches, those aren’t the ones closing I think.

I am just a 5’ honey badger waiting for my moment. Closest call was that time Jehovah witnesses peered into my car while I was alone at night outside of a store. Turns out they are easily frightened when you hold your car horn down long enough though.

Fast all day. Order take out. Shower before the gluttony to avoid mirror shame. Consume take-out. Collapse into the blanket pile for nap time. Wake up in time for raid at 9 Pm.

I absolutely am. If I didn’t like my job I wouldn’t tolerate it.