anyone in VA?

hey lesbians! i’m 26, from new jersey and looking to leave my hometown. still exploring my options but i’m heavily considering the norfolk area. i’m somewhat familiar with virginia bc i’ve visited family but never on my own. how’s your experience been being black and queer? everyday life in public, healthcare, opportunity for career growth? any tips or recommendations? i do prefer a more lowkey vibe- so would it be worth looking at an area like suffolk or wburg? i’ll be taking a trip there soon to feel it out, but just wanted to ask y’all first.

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u/freethotsfreethought — 15 hours ago
▲ 21 r/burnedout+1 crossposts

shit is so hard 💆🏽

(26nb) i usually thug things out, or cry them out. but life has been so rough lately, as i know so many of you can relate. but i’ve been on the verge of (or in?) burnout the last few months. school and balancing work has felt impossible. thought i could do summer classes lol. picked up a second gig. i couldn’t bring my self to care to do my work for school. the process of getting accommodations is even too much, even though i have the appropriate diagnoses and providers.

two weeks ago, i went to see a movie with a friend i hadn’t seen in mooonths- so we catch up before and after the movie, probably a total of 5-6 hours. i get home around 1 am- my mom usually falls asleep on the couch so i wasn’t surprised to see the tv light but she wasn’t on the couch, so i figure she made it upstairs. i take two steps and there’s her body. i shake her, nothing. call 911, trying to keep calm but their questions are irritating me while i’m trying to figure out if she’s even breathing. it was so shallow. 8 minutes later the ambulance gets to my house. (i’ll save the details, but i ended up having to curse out some EMTs, BLATANT medical racism). by the time she is responsive (mumbling and eyes open for a second) she finally nods when the nurse asked if it was intentional. i know my mom was also burnt out, and we’re dealing with some tough things w family. she vented to me almost daily, and even though it got to the point i needed to set a boundary, i knew shit was just hard and always listened. when people say they had no idea, i always thought that was people not paying attention. but i genuinely had no idea. we are usually so in sync, we even have a word for it lol. my mom asked me before i left if i was still going out with my friend and asked me to hand her her med basket. the fucked part is my friend works in inpatient and was literally talking about things she witnessed, while my mom’s on the ground at home and i have no idea. neighbors asking me questions, filling out paperwork for her job, managing my mom’s texts.

after i tried to talk to my best friend since HS about how i found my mom & her being in the hospital she sent me “OMG!!” and when i told her i was so sad, she said “Sorry :(“ and left me on read twice after that. i felt like I overextended in this friendship in every way possible but this really solidified things. coming to terms with that. an acquaintance without active registration risked bringing me some snacks from 30 minutes away.

almost forgot, also few months ago found out my ex who i was reconciling with after a break, was sleeping with and dating other people after specifically requesting exclusivity/ needing constant reassurance about that. she literally told on herself without meaning to. that definitely rocked my world lol. my betrayal wound is deep, to say the least. i felt so violated. i hadn’t crashed out like that in some years 😭

but since everything, i’ve been more dissociative than i would prefer. smoking 🍃 way more than i would prefer (slowly working towards quitting). isolating more than i’d like, eating more ice cream than i should. i’ve been back in therapy for the last year and i’m honestly working on not constantly healing/self improving but i feel so much of life’s old and recent traumas have weighed me down i couldn’t if i wanted to. i have goals and wanna do better but it doesn’t feel important or attainable atm. and today i found out my supervisor is in the hospital for the same reason my mom just was. i feel upset that i even know, i don’t think i should’ve been told the reason. but anyways- i just had to say this cause i feel like i’m kinda losing it lol. i feel lonely but unable to properly connect rn. stuff is hard.

edit: added some detail and mom is currently doing better in treatment. i’m really grateful

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u/freethotsfreethought — 9 days ago
▲ 953 r/blkgrlbeauty+1 crossposts

what hairstyle suits me best?

sorry for the spam lol but i’m indecisive when it comes to changing up my hair. i cut my locs off and now i am natural but besides that, just curious about which of these y’all think fits me :) i don’t wear wigs often, they itch

locs
baldie
braids
wig

u/freethotsfreethought — 2 months ago
▲ 3 r/ZodiacHQ+1 crossposts

please explain my crush’s chart

i like this girl, i’m also a girl. she’s sweet and i want to get to know her better. what does her chart suggest?

u/freethotsfreethought — 2 months ago
▲ 1 r/Breakupadvice+1 crossposts

The Final Text

Like everyone else here, thought this was the love of my life. I (f, 26) never related to that desire to get married except with her (f,27). we had taken a break because school was getting so overwhelming for me, I failed a class. I’m really hard on myself and at the time i felt like i wasn’t focused enough and that she didn’t care much but wanted my time (I have autism and adhd, of course i’d choose fun or doing nothing w my partner over homework.). She has her degree already. But it’s my responsibility, I should’ve had stronger boundaries with getting my work done. I needed to reassess, struggling to figure out what I need, convince myself I can’t handle focusing on both (find out quickly that I am a fearful avoidant, ever since been working at/paying attention to it). She won’t wait around and is not interested in friendship. Fair! We both stood on what we needed.

Fast forward 3 months, we reconcile but I’m putting in OT showing her that I’m not going anywhere. Naturally I’m already very expressive about my emotions, but she would go mute shrink, or run with any (negative) deep, challenging, or uncomfortable conversations. This got better, she starts communicating. One day as she’s leaving my house, she asks if I messed with anyone else during our break after initially saying she didn’t wanna know. She says it’s her anxiety, and I completely understand that needs a lot more reassurance during this time. “I just need a lot of words of affirmation from you now”. I tell her about a friend who admitted liking me after hearing about our breakup, but I was in no headspace to pursue that (and did not). Come to find out, my DA still going on dates and driving to another state to go drink and fck someone else on multiple occasions. (she told me they were just her friends, and when referring to me, i was just her friend). I noticed little things, her taking long to text back, having more FT calls than usual, going out like every day. but none of this actually bothered me. i thought it was good for us to miss each other and i was happy she was being social. i was dead-set on easing her anxiety through my actions. if we were to categorize my behavior since we reconciled, i don’t think it was leaning anxious but i had little moments of questioning.

I don’t understand, why reconcile if you wanted to have options? Why say “i thought that was obvious” when I brought up being exclusive? why lie about every single thing and future fake? why not tell me the truth- or even your dates who you owe no loyalty to.. the truth. if i knew I had “competition” I woulda worked even harder! why can’t you give me a straight answer “not that i remember…” “not dating, but…” we weren’t intimate again bc I had a hard boundary with testing (thank god) and she just got new insurance, needed to set up appt, etc. but it’s sick to know she had someone else’s pum in her mouth then kiss me the next day. you invite me over directly after your date (another “friend”), saying we should watch the movie. telling me to watch your favorite show while you talk to another girl about it and flirting. you ask me what you should say to cancel on the girl you’re fucking.

you don’t wanna put all your eggs in one basket, fair. but tell the god damn truth for once. i even feel bad for the girl she was dating for two months cause the very little emotional capacity she did have was saved for me. the girl was going insane and really liked her too. sending her lots of messages to get a thumbs up.

The situation started bc I ask about her time out, mention she glossed over it when she usually tells me more details. Immediately asks if I went through her phone. no, but now- what’s in your phone? my fault for seeking the truth, expecting a liar to not lie but i wanted to know the last time she was intimate. according to her, end of april. the girl says may 12th, the exact date i expected. I have such deep betrayal wounds that i am working at in therapy. I am very self aware but also traumatized. I thought i made progress. but when i confronted her the final time, she got uncomfortable, she ran. I should have let her go. but I acted impulsively and grabbed spray painted from my backseat and went to town. she then drove into my car. it was so toxic and i’m not proud of how i reacted. part of me blames myself because if i didn’t break up with her this wouldn’t have happened. or maybe it would.

i thought we were best friends. my mom loved her, letting me know she is proud of me and would throw us a wedding if we decided to get married (she’s religious). i loved her family. her dog. our “things” (matching halloween and christmas pjs, cafe dates, walks, themed outings). i even got her a mother’s day gift for being a dog mom lol. i adored her. just never saw her doing this. i realized too late that i didn’t wanna lose her from my life. i showed up authentically and intentionally, she got her get back. this happens and the next my sister is in the hospital for an attempt. it was so much. i just wanted her there. even through all this bullshit. but she shut me out. and i still think highly of her. nothing i can do now. “better these days”… this was last weekend. the corporate bullshit is the most infuriating part. since, i’ve eaten at least 6 pints ice cream (one each day), smoking more weed, driving around crying. but i’m done wallowing, In the morning, I’m hitting the gym. one day this’ll just be a distant memory. i know this whole post screams young and i have plenty of time but for the foreseeable future I am staying single lol. if anyone read this, thank you.

u/freethotsfreethought — 3 months ago