u/Erythite2023

Just my theory, but I think his positive attitude and resistance will help Eugene live longer than all of PS118 class of 2005.

He’ll be singing showtimes at his retirement how he while falling out of his wheelchair still saying “I’m ok!”

I’ve always loved that New Castle was famous for its Arab population which traditionally have been Lebanese Christains and Syrian Muslims.

New castle’s Arab populston is among the oldest in the nation. While places like Boston, Cleveland, Detroit had Levantine populston established mid 19th cebtury we weren’t far behind reviving immigrants from Syria around the turn of the century

But with Nahla’s closing two years and now El Ham’s I feel like that part of our identity is vanishing. It’s sad.

I think we should get a Syrian coffee shop now

For the past few years I would gift then with a $50 gift card, same with Christmas.

And for the past few years I’ve only received gifts twice. And I’m tired of gifting being one way.

They have had a history with financial struggles and I don’t have nieces and nephews like they do, so I felt bad and gave them presents anyways.

But lately it’s frustrating. I’ve paid a vet bill (they did pay half back but I’m not expecting in return) lend her $20, $30 and more money and received nothing in return.

Then I received a message from my sister if I wanted to pitch in for my BIL’s 40th. I said “no” and was made to look like an asshole. She cried to my dad who almost always takes her side and reminds me “how good” they are to me and I should be more empathetic.

Am I being a dick? I always question myself, but feel used. Combined they make more than me but are always struggling.

From the teen pregnancy crisis of the late 80s and early 90s, to each year of the 2000s (when they were most likely to be new parents) having more than 4 million births, to 20% of Gen Alpha having at least one Gen X parent.

No other generation seemed to have such a large span of child bearing years. I even know a few who had their first child within the past few years. One the otter end of the spectrum I’ve met 1984 borns with Gen X parents.

Seeing as how Gen X was much smaller than boomers this accomplishment is
impressive.

Now it could be just where but the Gen X seemed to either have one child or more than 3.

I just like the physical appearance,voice, personality of a guy over women. Sex with men is so much more fun.

But I like women’s heart, I don’t know men can be shitty m, and sadly many bi guys are. I prefer women’s personality and titties are amazing

I don’t understand why anyone would remotely care about work after retiring. And, I mean it with respect, but when I put in my time I’m not thinking about cleaning or my job once after retiring.

But this miserable coworker was miserable during her final year and was particularly nasty toward me; often belittling my work behind other people’s back.

The person who replaced her knows her. I guess she told her that my slop room should belong to the new person and they should go to my supervisor and get it changed, as well complaining about my work. Basically trying to cause issues while retired. How lonely and miserable can you be?

Have you ever dealt with this?

Perhaps it’s because I watched “Tongue-in-Cheek” first, but WW didn’t bother me nearly as much, I didn’t really bother me at all!

I think the difference for me is more empathy. When Sniffled was crying in pain (and the fact he looks the most innocent character) it made me angry and sad; I wanted to see the ants suffer.

I my opinion WW could be more gruesome! Petunia could have used steel wool to brush her teeth down to the nerves and after peeling her skin she could have used a grinder on her bones making a scrapping sound!

I just a got a text from my sister to call her since she had a bad day. I get about 3/4 per month.

When people vent to me I hate it for several reason - the first is the same people who seem to only reach out when they have issues. It’s like youre never really all that interested in me any other time.

The second is that I really don’t know what to say. They say then “just listen” and I don’t know how to do that properly. I can’t focus. I start thinking all my issues, especially those I can’t fix.

And finally I have so many issues right now the last thing I want to do is to take on other people’s burdens. I can’t, I have no one for myself, I’m always hanging on by a thread that’s ready to snap at any moment. I’m burned out and vexed by the end of the day all I want to do is sleep.

I feel like I should end with “I wish this wasn’t the case,” but I don’t feel that way. I’m broken

I don’t want to take care of my parents when I’m older.

For one, I have my own serious mental health issues and likely won’t be able to.

Two, I had to raise my parents. I had to be their psychologists, put up with their fights, their neglect. I received very little from what I should have from my parents. I learned most about life through others.

They failed their duty. I had to raise them, and the last thing I want to do is care for them
In their older age. Granted I know it was stated out frustration whilst caring for my grandmother but my mother told me and my sister she hopes she’s “more difficult than our grandmother and that we suffer worse.” Keep in mind she basically forced us to care for our grandmother when we should have been focusing on our lives: guilting us, constantly complaining, throwing a tantrum when we went out with friends.

If my mom develops Alzheimer’s she’s going to be hell. I’ll likely have no one to look after me in old age.

Don’t get me wrong, the lack of sunshine can get depressing. And whenever I have finally get a long weekend from work the weather isnt desirable.

But I like that we’re blessed with the four distinct seasons, and arguably have some of the best autumn’s outside of New England. I love going to Apple Castle in October!

Our winters make you appricate summer, our summers make you appricate winter. We’re not in tornado alley, we’re south of the snow belt (although visiting Buffalo in the winter was an experience.) We don’t get wildfires. I have an uncle that comes back from LA and complains about the weather and he’s had to evacuate like three times since 2020.

I actually think our region (and the rust belt as a whole) has some of the best weather and we rarely have to worry about droughts with water sources everywhere.

But I wish to be so badly!

I’m so lost, hurt, confused and cynical. I want to be liked so badly yet I don’t even know how to change.

I’ve my entire life in a bubble with my only companies being stimming and my special interest. I’ve missed my entire existence of learning, developing similar interests as others, leading the flow of conversation, and truly I’m a lost cause.

I hate knowing what my flaws are, but having no idea how to fix them, or realizing I basically need to change everything about me to be remotely liked. There’s no adjective in existence that describes how daunting it is.

I’m beginning to hate people, I hate them because I don’t understand them and they don’t understand me.