I'm pretty sure god has a vendetta against me

who wants to join me in prayer to any god that'll listen as I ask them to let this surgery be the one that finally kills me 🙏🙏🙏

Fuuuucking christ, I KNEW this was coming, but I just got confirmation that I need another fucking spinal surgery because my degenerative disc disease has progressed to the point that my vertebrae are just grinding bone off of one another now 🙃🙃🙃 no fucking wonder I'm always bed-bound and can't move without feeling like I'm going to die

Fuuuucking christ, I KNEW this was coming, but I just got confirmation that I need another fucking spinal surgery because my degenerative disc disease has progressed to the point that my vertebrae are just grinding bone off of one another now 🙃🙃🙃 no fucking wonder I'm always bed-bound and can't move without feeling like I'm going to die

Also, the same christian extremist classmate that uses chatgpt to "put herself in her place so she doesn't forget that she lives to serve men" sat there and told our group that she's "super progressive" because she doesn't care if lgbt+ people get rights or not, "as long as they all understand that they're going to be burnt alive for the rest of eternity in the pits of hell for choosing that hedonistic lifestyle." First of all, Emily 🤓👆 the discussion question was about the impact that Mary Wollstonecraft's early feminist works had on the literary world. Secondly, you have no idea that you're animatedly speaking about your homophobia to a gay slut who just swallowed 3 anon loads in the library restroom minutes before we walked into this study session. So. Don't get too comfortable, 'kay?

I honestly forget that I'm a whore until I find myself on my knees in an anonymous 4-way, like "... oh yeah, that's right: I'm a slut 🤔" Anyway, Happy Pride 🏳️‍🌈

Hearing my summer professor tell me that my speech impediment makes my verbal responses in class "distracting" and "disruptive to the other students' learning experiences" was truly soul crushing. Especially when I'm the only one answering the questions correctly while the rest of the class stares at her for a solid minute before she finally lets me speak. Fine bitch, I recorded that shitty comment since you consented to your lectures being taped and I'll be speaking with the dean and the Title IX office about disability harassment. Meanwhile, I'm never answering another question in your class again 🖕 If your dumb ass had paid attention to that email I sent before class began, you'd know that my TBI-related Broca's Aphasia is documented with the university, so you REALLY fucked up. Congratulations on facing some severe consequences in the near future you ableist piece of shit 👏 I hope the 3 awkward laughs you got in response to that comment were worth the risk to your job. I know you don't have tenure either, so good luck with that 🫡 Never underestimate someone based on their disabilities... someone like me is just waiting for a justifiable reason to unleash all of their pent up rage.

If I could go back in time, I'd go back to the night that I graduated college at the age of 17. I'd sit myself down and tell him: "I'm sorry, kid. But this is it. This is the last and only good thing that will ever happen to you. You're going to be diagnosed with a potentially fatal condition in 3 months, and when you get the surgery to try to save your life, you'll end up permanently disabled and in constant chronic pain instead. The surgeon will do the operation incorrectly, and you will suffer for 8 years before anyone thinks to take an x-ray to discover that your titanium implants are ripping their way out of the back of your head. Then the surgery you get to fix that won't go well either. You'll have countless other surgeries for countless other conditions, and your quality of life will never, ever improve. Tonight, the night of your graduation, is the single greatest night you will ever have in your entire life. Everything goes downhill after this. You will never be happy. You will never know love. You will hate yourself every single day of your life, and you'll always wish you had died young. So do it. Kill yourself. Tonight. This is as good as it will ever get. You might as well go out on a high note. The life you lead after this is a pathetic one that is not worth living. You do not want to see what the coming years hold. You will always wish that you had died tonight."