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15 year old me: I wonder what my life will be like when I'm 25? Flash forward ten years into the future. I'm hanging out with people in the loosest sense, in that they're playing Magic: the Gathering while I sit in the background and look at anime tiddies on my phone. 15 year old me: Oh.
I mentioned veterans in passing to my boyfriend over text yesterday. I didn't do any Google searches into veterans' affairs or anything like that. I didn't write any emails mentioning I'm a veteran. This is because I'm not a veteran. But because I mentioned them - in a text message - in a conversation that should have been personal and private - I get this ad. Someone or some algorithm is scanning personal conversations and I just can't believe how shitty the future is.
Seattle Womenās March Highlights
*Indigenous women led the way
*We got crunched together and could barely move at first but thatās because there were 50,000 more people than was expected
*We got bored of slowly inching forward so we sang to comfort each other
*We spotted bald eagles circling overhead and cheered for them
*Happy screams would start far ahead and travel miles down the line
My old friend moved to California five years ago. Yesrsdsay she tweeted vaguely about not enjoying a recent Seattle trip because the city held bad memories for her. Without Twitter, I would never have known she visited. Thereās no way to express my disappointment with this without sounding like a fucking psycho. I canāt be resentful of the fact that her life has expanded and mine has shrunk. Itās not her fault that she met all sorts of new interesting people and built a new life for herself and I didnāt.
At some point I just have to accept that people donāt make strong friendships in their late 20ās. Even if I become less of a repulsive weirdo, Iām still gonna spend most of my life alone. This status quo of coming home, cooking myself dinner, dicking around on the internet, and going to sleep is going to extend for like 40 years or until I get sick.
Young men daydream of girlfriends as the end to their loneliness, but I always knew friends were more important. Romantic love is the most conditional love there is. People swap significant others around for silly reasons all the time. I can enjoy my boyfriendās company a couple nights a week, but I know I could be replaced by someone he falls in love with tomorrow. Ultimately, I just have to get over it and accept being isolated as a lifestyle condition. Make the best of being alone anyway.
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I really need to get a pelvic ultrasound because Iāve been getting odd pain thatās only gotten worse over 2 years. Pelvic ultrasounds are scheduled based on your menstrual cycle, and mine is inconsistent, so I canāt really plan it a week in advance. Also, the clinic isnāt open on evenings or weekends.
My boss insists on a weekās notice before anyone gets a day off. I sent her an email saying that the scheduling is very narrow and tricky (true), that it was for a medical issue (also true), that it was very personal, and I didnāt want to discuss the nature of my problem. Which I think is fair! People shouldnāt have to describe the specific ways their bodies are failing them to be excused to go to the fucking doctor!
But she sent a cryptic email back sayingĀ āWeāll discuss this when you come in tomorrow :)ā which is ominous as fuck and Iām probably not going to be able to sleep tonight.
This all could be avoided if doctors would suck it up and work weekends! But no, fuck the working class, amirite? Fuck every worker who doesnāt have a fancy office job.
My daydreams get really frightening and elaborate these days.
āYou go to have that pelvic pain evaluated and it turns out you have ovarian cancer. You buy three separate T-shirts that have joke slogans like āIām dyingā or āIām so totally dead you guysā and wear them to work without announcing you have cancer.Ā
You keep working because you want your boyfriend to get fat stacks when you die, and actually getting treatment would just plunge you into debt for the rest of your life anyway, so itās not worth it.Ā
You spend some money on yourself, however. You buy a shiny suit of armor, a pink wig, and a session with a photographer, so he can photograph you in said ensemble while you stomp on burning Nazi and Confederate flags, because thatās how you want people to remember you.ā
I work in a cramped place and most of my skinny coworkers are fine, but thereās this specific brand of girl twink I deal with.
They get really inconsiderate about getting around people and constantly ask you to move even though your pelvis is aligned with the counter so that thereās no way you can get yourself flatter without doing some sick ballet moves, sorry Ashley, but this ass is just that huge.
Iām used to twisting and dodging around people because Iām fat, itās just life, but these girls canāt, like, conceptualize having to move around people with a BMI higher than 23, they obviously just need to scoot flatter (I am all the way scootched madam) and it makes me want to deck them.
