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ah, the dream of owning a home and making decoration ideals come true

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love reconnecting with people from high school that are like, "Ugh this person was so annoying because they made being good at X thing their whole personality"
Meanwhile, that person in question was one of my favourite people, and he wouldn't DARE make himself out to be god's greatest gift to mankind in front of me, because I'd've been like, "Buddy, I love you, and I think you're brilliant, but you're also one of the dumbest people I've ever met."
Sitting here, trying to convince myself to do work, unsuccessfully. Trying to distract myself from Thoughts. Trying to think: what situations in stories really make me cry?
Could be narrowed down to: - Someone alone is finally seen and loved for who they are; earnest expressions of love - The admission of holding in strife in an effort to stop those around them from worrying - A character finally lowering their guard and letting people in (double the waterworks if they are rejected or warmly accepted) - Family members reconnecting after trauma (in a constructive way) - The disadvantaged being unjustly hurt, and an honest recognition of that fear I guess I just openly weep at expressions of vulnerability to connect with others? The death of a character isn't what would make me cry, it would be the reactions and the reason for that reaction to do me in. Death of Mustafa and Simba's initial reaction? Meh. Simba being told by Scar that it was his fault his own father died and he should run away? I'll shed a wee tear. Peter Quill's adoptive and abusive father sacrifices himself for Peter's safety after they've reconnected? "Father and Son" by Cat Stevens plays? Fucking WEEPING.
this has been an incredibly unproductive weekend and I actually kind of hate it
I'm getting tired of my brain falling into thought loops that I can't escape.
If you're reading this, don't worry, I'm fine. This isn't exactly anxious thinking so much as it is distracting.

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I made a post to threads totally forgetting that /colleagues/ follow me there, and what can I say but WHOOPS
While I'm here (and avoiding responsibilities, and am allowing myself to be myself as I talk into the void), it is my ex-friend's birthday today and I feel nothing.
Okay, maybe I feel a little something, but not that much. If I ran into her in the street, I'd probably politely nod and move on. Before I'd freeze, feel nauseous, whatever, but now? I think she might want to say hello to be polite, but she may just keep ignoring me to make herself believe she's the one who is right.
Anyway, I've found better friends that don't keep me hanging on every word and drop me whenever it's convenient for them.
Embracing my neurodivergency and my deep love of vocaloids. Listen fuckers: this depressing happy sounding music has carried me through so much and I refuse to let it go. I will teach everyone I can about vocaloids (except my students because there is a line).