The Words of Kabutroid
Well, her tooth WAS just chipped, can't fault her :P
Otherwise, things have been better, my friends. Work is killing me, I receive little support online or in real life, and it feels as though nobody that knows that I'm alive really cares about me past the point of "Is she still alive? Yeah? Good enough."
I go to the park, and I'm surrounded by strangers. I go to the mall, and I'm surrounded by strangers. People barely willing to make eye contact.
I sit at home poor and lonely, and when I go out I feel like nobody even sees me. Just a ghost whisking past the crowds, uncontacted and unspoken to. Just another one of the endless herd of people ignoring eachother.
I need a hangout. A place where people know my name.
But hangouts cost money. And I'm in survival mode right now. If it's not needed to not die, then I don't need it. That's the mindset I have to put myself into these days.
Money is bullshit. I shouldn't be working this hard for this little.
I'm asking anyone that I can for help now. I give up. The world beat me. I can't do it alone.
Let's pretend I have zero money, hate my job, and don't want to be poor any more. How do I do that?