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[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Cat was lost.

 

Cat came back.

 

Cat has hurt paw.

 

Poor thing. How badly was it hurt? 

[+Slowswift]

Poor thing. How badly was it hurt? 

 

Possibly broken, but don't really know. He was limping and everything.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Possibly broken, but don't really know. He was limping and everything.

 

Poor kitty.  

[Left he/him]

Combine a large church service with young families and the New York Stock Exchange. Then put it in the pool room of the Ymca which echoes ridiculously.

That's what a swim team meet is like. Now try being the lone lifeguard for it for three hours. Add in that the room is really hot.

I honestly a little surprised my ears are okay, it was the loudest couple hours of my life.

[DreamEternal]

I just had a heated argument with my younger brother, and while it ended up rather peacefully, I am now feeling worried.

It does not help that "peacefully" in this case means he left the room with an everstorm worth of anger on his head while reminding me I have no friends, instead of trying to choke me(or grab me by the neck in a way that resembles choking way too much for me to not panic) like he already tried other times I got him this angry.

What makes it more worring to me is that my parents are not home, and despite I being the older sibling, he is considerably bigger than me. While I know he is no psychopath, and the anger will eventualy expire, I still feel that if things had gone wronger I would've ended up seriously injured, and he would too as I defended myself.

While most of the time, I think we have a normal, if somewhat explosive, relationship, I often wonder that maybe things like that are a sign things are way unhealthier than I thought.

And worst of all, I wonder if that is how I look to other people sometimes. I have a lot of buttons one should avoid to press, very often look angrier than I actualy am, am impulsive and sometimes literaly push others away, with more strenght than I intend, to when they counciously annoy me and stop me from walking away, making it look like I intended or didn't care about hurting them.

This was a long and very personal post. I don't know how I feel about posting it here, and may even delete it if I feel it was a mistake sharing something so personal on the internet, so please don't quote it directly if you decide to answer.

Edited February 20, 2016 by DreamEternal

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I think your brother's actions and reactions sound like something potentially serious. Getting angry is okay; harming or threatening to harm others in that anger is not. Neither is lashing out and spewing insults at the person who made him angry, or who happens to be in his way. From what you said, it doesn't sound like your brother handles his anger in a healthy manner, and it could result in something he regrets one day. 

[Seonid he/him]

This isn't ok. That type of lashing out on his part is potentially very dangerous. I don't know what to say to help - but I'd advise doing the best you can to get out of the situation, if that's an option.

[DreamEternal]

Honestly, it has been many months since he last did that. It is just that I still remember it clearly enough to still feel worried when he gets angry.

And we don't have many in common, so heated arguments between us aren't exactly rare. Especially with me being too stubborn to just pretend I agree with him.

Edited February 20, 2016 by DreamEternal

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Honestly, it has been many months since he last did that. It is just that I still remember it clearly enough to still feel worried when he gets angry.

And we don't have many in common, so heated arguments between us aren't exactly rare. Especially with me being too stubborn to just pretend I agree with him.

 

Even if it's infrequent, it's still pretty serious. 

 

And if the only way you can get him to back down is to pretend to agree, then that's serious, too. It shows a lack of willingness to compromise and to consider others' feelings and motives. 

[DreamEternal]

Even if it's infrequent, it's still pretty serious.

And if the only way you can get him to back down is to pretend to agree, then that's serious, too. It shows a lack of willingness to compromise and to consider others' feelings and motives.

It is not the only way. I could just stop arguing before things get too heated, but I can get quite hot-blooded when we start arguing, and this time he did try to walk away, in his angry and arrogant way, but I pushed the argument further because I felt I hadn't said my last word yet.

But I know what you mean, and I plan to talk to my parents about this when he is not home. And it is not that it is infrenquent. It is that it used to happen, and it stopped happening, but I don't know if it could start again.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

It is not the only way. I could just stop arguing before things get too heated, but I can get quite hot-blooded when we start arguing, and this time he did try to walk away, in his angry and arrogant way, but I pushed the argument further because I felt I hadn't said my last word yet.

But I know what you mean, and I plan to talk to my parents about this when he is not home. And it is not that it is infrenquent. It is that it used to happen, and it stopped happening, but I don't know if it could start again.

 

If he can't handle someone else speaking their piece, that's a serious problem. You get angry, but that's not an excuse for him; if he can't handle another person's anger but expects them to handle his, this is a serious problem. 

[Pestis the Spider she/her]

So I was supposed to write an essay today (that I was supposed to write a week ago, but I didn't because I'm stupid as hell). However I managed to forget to take my antidepressants on time today, and took them 5 hours late. But because I just started to take them like less than a month ago, I'm still getting used to them (and I'm still not sure I like them), so even these barely 5 hours late made some of my antidepressant side-effects to come back (these pills have a annoying tendency to cause side-effects when you just start them, later it gets better), and basically made me waste half of the day (the other half I was at work) sulking on my chair in front of my computer. I'm so angry with myself. 

 

However today at least gave me some sort of proof that antidepressants do indeed work for me. What I mean is that today I have this thought that maybe it's better to end my miserable existence instead of writing the essay, because my life is already destroyed either way... eh. I didn't have this sort of thoughts for like last 2-3 weeks, and at least now I know it was because of the meds. Omg, they actually work. I'm a little surprised, to be honest.

 

Do not worry, people, I'm not going to try anything stupid. I'm not that far. I just wanted to write that I need to write an essay and that I feel miserable. Misery makes my essay writing worse, and essay writing make my misery worse. That is annoying.

 

Essay deadline is Monday 10 am. 30 hours to go (well, 36, but I work tomorrow). I'm not going to make it. 

 

EDIT: I forgot to mention that my misery makes me listen to something called Take me to church by Hozier on repeat for last 2 hours. I'm not exactly sure who is this artist or what is the song about (I don't listen to lyrics) but I have a weird tendency of listening to this song on repeat when I'm down. It's a little weird. 

Edited February 20, 2016 by Pestis the Spider

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

So I was supposed to write an essay today (that I was supposed to write a week ago, but I didn't because I'm stupid as hell). However I managed to forget to take my antidepressants on time today, and took them 5 hours late. But because I just started to take them like less than a month ago, I'm still getting used to them (and I'm still not sure I like them), so even these barely 5 hours late made some of my antidepressant side-effects to come back (these pills have a annoying tendency to cause side-effects when you just start them, later it gets better), and basically made me waste half of the day (the other half I was at work) sulking on my chair in front of my computer. I'm so angry with myself. 

 

However today at least gave me some sort of proof that antidepressants do indeed work for me. What I mean is that today I have this thought that maybe it's better to end my miserable existence instead of writing the essay, because my life is already destroyed either way... eh. I didn't have this sort of thoughts for like last 2-3 weeks, and at least now I know it was because of the meds. Omg, they actually work. I'm a little surprised, to be honest.

 

Do not worry, people, I'm not going to try anything stupid. I'm not that far. I just wanted to write that I need to write an essay and that I feel miserable. Misery makes my essay writing worse, and essay writing make my misery worse. That is annoying.

 

Essay deadline is Monday 10 am. 30 hours to go (well, 36, but I work tomorrow). I'm not going to make it. 

 

You didn't avoid writing it because you're stupid. From the sounds of things, you avoided writing it because writing essays makes you feel miserable. That has nothing to do with intelligence. (Seriously, try to stop calling yourself stupid, because you're not. I used to call myself an idiot every time I made the tiniest mistake or didn't do something perfectly, and I've only recently begun catching myself when I do that. Not doing it makes all the difference.) 

 

As for the essay—just do the best you can. And good luck.  

[Pestis the Spider she/her]

You didn't avoid writing it because you're stupid. From the sounds of things, you avoided writing it because writing essays makes you feel miserable. That has nothing to do with intelligence. (Seriously, try to stop calling yourself stupid, because you're not. I used to call myself an idiot every time I made the tiniest mistake or didn't do something perfectly, and I've only recently begun catching myself when I do that. Not doing it makes all the difference.) 

 

As for the essay—just do the best you can. And good luck.

Thanks. 

 

I wanted to write a long response, but decided that it is just another way of avoiding the essay. So I just won't write it, and just go try to write this thing. Or at least that's the plan. Keeping to the plan is not my forté.

 

EDIT: I just had to hide my scissors, because the urge to do something destructive to my hair was getting too strong. Oh well. 

 

Eh, sorry for this random complaining. 

 

EDIT2: Oh. Also today someone stole my t-shirt from the locker room at my work. That's not a good day. O.o

Edited February 20, 2016 by Pestis the Spider

[Delightful]

I got a verbal job offer that was 100% definite. I emailed the next day with "sure I'll take it, can I have this in writing please?"

I get a reply. "Yeah changed our minds don't want you kthxbai"

:( :(

Edited February 21, 2016 by Delightful

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I got a verbal job offer that was 100% definite. I emailed the next day with "sure I'll take it, can I have this in writing please?"

I get a reply. "Yeah changed our minds don't want you kthxbai"

:( :(

That's awful!

[Seonid he/him]

Is it awful of me that I would prefer turn in nothing and receive an F on an assignment than turn in a poor one and get a C?

[Delightful]

Is it awful of me that I would prefer turn in nothing and receive an F on an assignment than turn in a poor one and get a C?

I don't think it's awful, I think it's the mark of a perfectionist, presenting itself in one of the more negative ways. It's work to accept that you can't get something perfect done, but something is really is better than nothing. It's a process.

[Orlion Blight he/him]

Is it awful of me that I would prefer turn in nothing and receive an F on an assignment than turn in a poor one and get a C?

I would say just do it. I actually put my high school graduation on the line by not doing an essay until the last possible moment. 45 minutes and I had an "A" essay according to the teacher.

Yeah, it's bring and beneath you (That's how I felt) but something is better than nothing because it is not according to your guidelines.

DreamEternal: to avoid heavy confrontations, a roommate and I did the following: we identified that we were in an argument, we started fifteen minutes each to present our sides, and then repeated until we both felt we "presented" our case. We did not do anything else because "convincing" happens outside of the argument, so we just accommodated the presentation of our views and left it at that. Something similar may help with your disputations with your brother.

Pestis: Do what you can. You have to accomplish step 1 before you do step 2.

[Guest]

Is it awful of me that I would prefer turn in nothing and receive an F on an assignment than turn in a poor one and get a C?

 

I think it means you have to accept you can't Ace them all. Not being able to write a perfect essay does not lower your quality nor make you a lesser person, it simply tells you are a human being. You can't write perfection every single times and sometimes circumstances make you miss one, not talent or intelligence.

 

It is normal to fear for your grade or to prefer not getting one then having the confirmation your essay is not up to your personal standards, it is very normal but, in the long run, it may get problematic.

 

There are several lessons to be learned in life and these differs from one person to another. When I was younger, I had to learn how to get a C. I too would have rather not hand in my work, take the punishment than face a teacher telling me it is only worth a lowly C. It however got unhealthy after a while.... so my advice would be to hand in your essay and to try not letting the bad grade you fear impact your self-confidence.

 

It's OK to get a C once in a while. You aren't less smart because of one letter on a piece of paper. Learn to accept it and remove this pressure from yourself.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

We had an open house today. 

 

With open houses and showings, the pugs make things complicated. See, the thing about showings and open houses is that you want to give visitors the impression that no one lives in your house, so in addition to cleaning the whole thing, we had to get the pugs out for a few hours. So we strapped on harnesses and leashes, rounded them up, and took them to the mall, where we just wandered and let random strangers pet our dogs. When the open house was slated to be finishing up, we headed back, and learned about all of the potential buyers who came to view our lovely home. 

 

One guy showed up. 

 

A neighbor, who wanted to see how we decorated. 

 

This is genuinely bad news, and I feel sorry for my mom for having to deal with it—but I know she'll probably be in a bad mood for the rest of the evening (and maybe part of tomorrow, too) and take it out on me and my siblings. Bad moods usually remind her of all the reasons why she's mad at me, whether or not they're actually related to what upset her in the first place, so I'm probably in for an earful tonight. 

 

I wish this house would just sell already. 

[Kaymyth she/her]

We had an open house today. 

 

With open houses and showings, the pugs make things complicated. See, the thing about showings and open houses is that you want to give visitors the impression that no one lives in your house, so in addition to cleaning the whole thing, we had to get the pugs out for a few hours. So we strapped on harnesses and leashes, rounded them up, and took them to the mall, where we just wandered and let random strangers pet our dogs. When the open house was slated to be finishing up, we headed back, and learned about all of the potential buyers who came to view our lovely home. 

 

One guy showed up. 

 

A neighbor, who wanted to see how we decorated. 

 

This is genuinely bad news, and I feel sorry for my mom for having to deal with it—but I know she'll probably be in a bad mood for the rest of the evening (and maybe part of tomorrow, too) and take it out on me and my siblings. Bad moods usually remind her of all the reasons why she's mad at me, whether or not they're actually related to what upset her in the first place, so I'm probably in for an earful tonight. 

 

I wish this house would just sell already. 

 

That house really has been on the market for a while. 

 

Is the housing market in Tucson just that terrible?  Or is there something weird about the place that's putting off buyers?

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

That house really has been on the market for a while. 

 

Is the housing market in Tucson just that terrible?  Or is there something weird about the place that's putting off buyers?

 

I have no idea which it is. 

 

There are some similar houses that went up for sale around the same time ours did, and they sold within weeks. Ours has all the features that buyers should want—we've got five good-sized bedrooms, an enormous master suite, a pool (ringed by lovely plants like a lime tree and a pomegranate bush, no less!) a two-car garage, three walk-in closets, and an updated kitchen with all new cabinets and a gas range. It's in a safe neighborhood in a good school district, within walking distance of the nearest elementary school. There's really no reason why it shouldn't have sold already. 

[Guest]

It depends, how much did the other houses sold for? It could be you are asking too much for it. Usually when a house fails to sell this is the reason or there is something buyers really don't like about it.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

It depends, how much did the other houses sold for? It could be you are asking too much for it. Usually when a house fails to sell this is the reason or there is something buyers really don't like about it.

 

We were originally asking around the same price as the other houses, but when it didn't sell we reduced it, and it still hasn't sold.