Prozac.
Prozac.
Please go see a doctor.
I put a gun to my head, ready to end it all.
Woke up in a hospital. No drugs involved.
I drove myself there. The gun was in the glove compartment. Apparently, I self admitted through ED.
I remember NOTHING from gun to my head to waking up in the hospital.
Not sure if that qualifies as near death, but I think I was.
I am better now. That was years ago, I came close again recently, but this time I have answers about myself and a place to start.
Lilo and Stitch!
I don’t remember all the details, but the contract UPS signed as a strike loomed included A/C in all new vans.
They will fix, update, retrofit, duck tape, weld and repaint the existing vans until the wheels absolutely fall off. For years.
Try to take the time to care for your mental and emotional health when you need to, then, instead of stewing for years and years. I made the mistake of rolling with it, turned 35, and I’m lucky to still be here at 40.
Still struggling. Wish I’d spoken with someone years ago.
Not what they asked for. Duck tape is a brand, and is in my department. Duct tape is in plumbing which also does HVAC products, and is actual foil tape with a peel off backing, actually used for ductwork.
I work retail. People walk up to me like I’m a robot.
“Duck tape??” They just… Bark at me. I have gotten to the point that I refuse to tell them where something is until they treat me like a human being and ask a very simple question, “where’s duck tape?”
As Kongar said, I agree, the new car is an suv. Which… Is by and large not great, but also what’s an SUV now?
When I was a kid by parents had one of the original Nissan Pathfinders. The one with the spare wheel that swung away, definitely 4wd, and so forth. OJ Simpson ran from the cops in a white Bronco.
Those were SUVs. Today’s monster Expeditions and Suburbans are SUVs.
At introduction, the Subaru Outback was a station wagon. Now… It’s an SUV? I have a 2022. No, it’s not small, but I have a kid and we use the trunk space and the awd all the time. Winter sucks here, and there are dirt roads. But to me it’s a car. But on paper it’s an SUV.
I am sure there’s a real distinction, but… Next to a Tahoe or a Grand Cherokee it is absulotely not an SUV. It’s a car with awd and a beefy-ish suspension.
Or walking out of the room.
No.
I am a good person with a capacity for kindness. The difference? It’s not reflex.
Nice is the guy waving you through at a stop sign when it’s their turn. Sure there’s good intention, but seriously? No.
Guitar is the only hobby I acquired that never took. I wanted it to take, but did not have the funds to pursue lessons.
I could not get over the beginner hurdles of how to strum, how to really hold the pick, and so forth. If I could have taken lessons or gotten past that I might have learned and still be playing today instead of seeing the case just sitting there collecting dust.
Have you tried less avocado toast and lattes…? /S
Ghost Love Score by Nightwish
On the anti-bird spikes. In the one small place I put them so that a nest wouldn’t be right at my door and mama bird would try to attack my toddler. Seriously, no spikes a few feet away, you’ll be fine. Nope. I know it’s instinct or something to nest in a certain place each time, but come on.
My skin doesn’t dry as easily. I no longer feel the need to lotion my hands all the time. Obviously, I drink water during the day but this was the change that started that.
Everything just felt healthier. I woke up more easily for my 6am start at work.
Before I started doing that, it sometimes felt like staying hydrated was constant catching up. Now, it’s more just maintaining.
First thing in the morning I chug a tall glass of water. Somehow that’s actually made a healthy difference.
Chrysler 200 as a rental after someone smoked my Civic, and I waited to get a new one.
The car was… Jiggly? Like the suspension was unsettling, the brakes needed getting acquainted with lest you rear-end someone, and the steering had too much play. It wasn’t enough play to convince me something was wrong, it was just shit quality.
No power. At all. Getting on the freeway was an adventure in noise and hope. Everything lagged. Fuel economy was garbage too.
Looked stupid. And my Civic si that replaced it, the econobox with a hot engine, had a luxury interior in comparison, which is saying something.
Horrible car to add to a horrible week.
I have a 2022 OBW. Paint is not its strongest quality, that’s for sure.
Prozac and therapy.
Which honestly, is working. If only I arrived at this method sanely, rather than nearly ending it all and winding up in a hospital.