The Not Happy Thread

Chocolate bars are now half the size and cost twice as much they were/did five years ago.

 

My brother & his pregnant wife have been staying with us from London.

And my mom is just a mess because his wife keeps getting frustrated with my mom (for literally being considerate—I'm not even kidding, she has complained that my mom is too accommodating) and because while they're sleeping at our home, they spend every day elsewhere, being gone all of our father's birthday and now saying they'd rather just the two of them go to the beach today than follow-through with the plans for the only day they promised to spend with my parents.

Like honestly, who gets in a tissy just because someone made sure the creamer they like & the breakfast foods they prefer are made available to them? I can understand being made uncomfortable by special attention—I myself personally hate it—but I can't comprehend why someone would actually be short, rude, and angry with someone because they went out of their way to make them feel at home & welcomed.

I can't say much about my brother flaking or using the house as a hotel; he's been like that at least since high school, if not junior high.

But my mom has been on the verge of tears for the past two days, and it's killing me.

I've told her that I love her and she's appreciated and I know all the contortions she's managed in bending-over-backwards for everyone, but I don't know if it's enough coming from me—because I've always been here and cherished and appreciated her, and I think just once she'd like if my siblings acted like they gave a damn about her or what she does for them.

 

Wishing the best for you. Can't even imagine the stress that would cause.

I'm having an wretched time getting hired in my field. Apparently they don't even want volunteers this time of year. A BA and student debt can't even get me a volunteer position. All I can do is keep looking.

 

Jesus Christ get me out of this country...

 

Kinda hard to keep out a dude that defies the laws of physics.

 

Your sister-in-law sounds like a...not very nice person. Your mom, on the other hand, sounds wonderful, and I'm sorry she's being stressed.

 

I hope I don't sound sexist in mentioning that pregnancy can do all sorts of temporary damage to the mother's emotional stability. Lot of new hormones, and different amounts of old ones, rushing around in her body could be causing some of the problems.

 

It sounds a little like my step-brother and his Family from Hell as I like to call them. They stayed with my Mom and Step-Dad for two years with their six kids, all inconsiderate, trashy creeps. They got it from their mother (step-brother's wife) who I bet would make your sister in law look like Mother Teresa. She tried to take over the house on the first day, they switched Mom's TV and broke it in the process, then blamed the cats. I could write a book on that bunch, but this wouldn't be the venue.

Anyhow, if it means anything, at least you're not alone.

 

It's two years to the day since my mum passed away, and whilst I wasn't looking forward to today anyway, I also have a funeral to go to :/

 

I was being bullied at the store where I have my internship - so I decided it wasn't worth all the angst since there wasn't a job at the end of it.

The angst made things bad at home. That among all the other thousand. So we've broke up. Probably for real. Like the long time version where you never see each other again, and if you do it will be all awkward and you'll be reminded about the six years you spent together. I'm moving out this weekend.

It just feels like I'm stuck in a nightmare!

And you know what's worst?
I have no friends what so ever so I'm sharing this here because I just feel like I will break if I don't get it out.

I finally got a time with my shrink tomorrow. So I got that going for me.

 

I'm sending you a big hug.. no point in platitudes.

 

Thanks. I need some hugs and Churchill. Or at least hugs.

 

Everyone needs Churchill.

 

"Churchill, can you do a Meg Ryan as Sally impression?"

"Oh yes, yes, yes...Oh yes.

(Only Brits will get this)

 

And now I have a new worst mental image...

 

Viruses are a unique pathogen, they're not alive in the traditional sense of the word. They multiply by hijacking cells and making them produce more viruses. The symptoms we notice are the body suppressing the virus. Vaccines are essentially a dead virus with the markers (known as antigens) intact.

I don't doubt it's a reaction to the vaccine, but at the same time I don't think it's anything to worry about either.

 

I think I'm officially broken. Wanted to sit down and draw something tonight, to take my mind off things. Nothing. I couldn't even formulate an idea of what to draw, even though I know what it is that needs to be done for my comic. As I was pondering what to create, I'd catch myself staring off into nothing. Even as I wrote this post I did the same thing. I just feel so... flat. I've had writer's/artist's block before, but this doesn't feel like that... it feels.... empty. I just want to go home and sleep.

 

Sometimes you need to. Listen to your body and get the sleep, draw or write in the morning.

 

Sometimes I feel way too much like Harold Crick for my own comfort.

 

I am not happy with myself my work ethic and my past. but I plan on doing something about it...