The Not Happy Thread

Or just not be a Navy Nuke.
I know that's not entirely true... but for the shore-command aspect of it, it's not far off. The most prestigous shore command for the rest of the Navy is literally considered an insult in my field to get stationed there.

I did actually get a 6 month gig that was stress free. That was all about timing, I was the only person who had all the right qualifications at the right time.

 

You had me at “sailors”.

 

As the bishop said to the actress...

 

Finishing up a big move to a new place, left behind a box of odds and ends, including some tokens of love from my fiancee in our first year of dating. Think my dad thought it was trash and burned it all when he was drunk. Frustrated and sad but I guess that's partially my fault because I left it in a stupid ass place. But life goes on.

 

He set fire to a box without looking inside it first

 

I'm not moving until tomorrow - but I feel weirdly lonely tonight!

Just realized this will be the first time I live by myself for over five years. Tomorrow I won't even have my cat to keep my company. What if I just can't handle being alone after all this time? What if there are ghosts in the apartment?

 

I know that feeling man. In ten days (or so) I'll be moving out by myself after an eleven year long relationship. But, well, I find it better to dwell on the things you can do now instead of the things you can't.

To be by yourself means you can focus on you. It means that you can find things that make you happy, things you always wanted to do but never somehow made time for.

To me living by myself has been something I've moved from dreading to relishing. Because it's finally a time when I don't have excuses; where if I want something I just have to go get it. And that's still scary, because you never know what's going to happen and that doesn't sit well. But for me at least I'd rather have the chance to do stuff and failing sometimes instead of forever making excuses not to try.

 

I moved away from my ex after five years living together straight into my parents house. So moving will be wonderful, but I just don't know what to do with an empty apartment! Or, I do. I've got plenty of furnitures to re-paint and ideas to be put on paper.. It's just a bit scary.

 

*hugs* It is. But it's the anticipation. Once you get there you'll realize that it's not so scary

 

I've just ordered a bottle of chocolate "chill pills" for a secret Santa because I thought it would be appropriate since our A-Levels are coming up and now I'm struck with crippling anxiety that my joke will be misinterpreted as a slight on her character.

 

There is chocolate involved - no worries!

 

If you're reading, Alanis Morissette, that's ironic.

 

Lol, sounds like you and I would make great friends because Id be worried about the same thing. Maybe attach a note thats says "for A-Levels anxiety" with a smiley face or something.

 

It is far too early. I've spent the last two nights in awful hotel beds and have managed maybe six hours sleep across the two nights and today my job involves trying to look busy while standing outside in the freezing bloody cold and doing almost literally nothing

Update - OK today was actually pretty good Carry on, nothing to see here

 

I always feel lonely for about a day when I go from more than me to just me in my home. Even when my son came home from school on a break, I'd have pangs the day he left.

But I know it's short lived and sure enough, after a short adjustment, everything is fine again.

 

The local library could be a nice place, but it's overrun by the homeless population. It smells, everything is covered in grime, and the guy at the computer next to me had roaches crawling on him. People are loud, and prone to aggression no matter how nicely you ask them to be quiet.

 

I just got an email from a family member. It was highly upsetting, and took me by surprise. It really makes me wonder if they want me in their life at all.

 

My sympathies, my family is the kind that gives trainwrecks a bad name...

 

Thanks. My family is mostly functional, which is why the needling from one individual gets to me. They waffle in between caring and this kind of passive criticism.

I've noticed the criticism increases whenever I do something to show I'm standing on my own and doing something productive with my life. There was a time when everyone (myself included) was pretty sure I'd end up on the street.

 

I must’ve been a reeeeeeal sick S.O.B. in a past life. Just two weeks after shaking off a cold, I have chills, a fever of 101ºF, and I’m overall feeling like utter crap. HOW ARE YOU!?

 

There's a story of a man who asked Caterpillar how he was able to coordinate all those legs and walk successfully. Caterpillar thought about it, and was never able to do it again.

The first batch of smoked almonds I made weren't quite right. The second and third batches were spot-on perfect.

Then I bragged about it here, and:

@Shenanigator got up to her shenanigans and jinxed me. I've just managed to wreck two batches, and I don't know why....

 

Urgh man I remember when I tried to get into making candies a few years ago and that was just the most fucking frustrating thing. As far as I could tell I kept doing the exact same things; same ingredients, same temperatures, same sugar from the same bag. And one batch came out perfect and four others came out complete garbage and... Eventually I had to stop trying to teach myself that skill because eating the failures was making me really fat.

 

I hope I can get this sorted, this was supposed to be my Christmas presents to a couple of friends and coworkers. Little late to make bacon now. Possible, but...

 

If all else fails, you could always convert.

 

It's never too late to make bacon.