That’s horrific. Best wishes to you and your grandmother.
Fires to the north of me, fires to the south, here I am, stuck in the middle with a family friend who already had to evacuate.
My grandma is still in the hospital. It looks like she doesn’t have covid19. She picked up a nasty bug from one of the people present and just got lucky that it wasn’t covid.
Unfortunately, because covid19 was a possibility, when she was moved out of the ER into a room, they put her on the covid19 quarantine floor. So if she didn’t have it before, she might now.
Although there’s not much I can share publicly right now here’s a free bump.
A positive thread every once in a while is a good thing.
I get the feeling of not belonging anywhere for years. I’m experiencing that right now, although not in the same intensity as your immediate guild kick. I hope you can finally find somewhere to RP/hang out in peace, and that you will find a good community to be part of.
On that note, I feel like I need to vent something. It’s an almost trivial complaint when compared to a grandparent in the emergency room. You have my best wishes here, Baenura.
I’m starting to feel as if dropping LARP as a hobby is just the best course of action going forward. I started back in 2009 when I was 16 years old and was taken to my first convention on a still intact castle in southern Germany. It helped me get over some anxiety and confidence issues from my younger teenage years and was the first hobby that I got so much into that I wanted to leave my room for it all the time.
The problem is that for the past six years, I have never managed to find some connection in the hobby again. The contact to my first group from 2009 was soured due to a misunderstanding which was (admittedly) mostly my fault. Teenagers have these issues. I found another group in 2011, but it broke apart in 2013 because most people entered university, started families, or entirely focused on other things.
And since 2014, I am struggling hard to find a group. I have been to some yearly events and made some friends, but it usually fails due to the relative distance to the group. It seems that whenever I even remotely find a group, communication falls apart or nothing ever happens. I posted in the Mega-Lounge thread that I was pondering to play an English knight, but a day later my brain went: “What’s the point…?” while thinking about it.
LARP used to be a big part of my life between 2009 and 2014, but now it feels like the hobby is just rejecting me like a sore toe. What isn’t helping is that I moved out of Germany and to the UK some time ago, so finding a group for the big German events has become even harder than before.
Just…perpetually annoyed about it. It’s nothing too major, and building stuff is still fun. But it’s annoying. I feel like I had to vent, even though it’s not as important as some other stuff in here.
To be completely honest, I’m a hot mess. I lost my relationship of five years because my family pushed me to a point where singing Jon Bellion’s All Time Low on repeat became more realistic than a catchy yet mildly sad upbeat song. I was told I lied about it, she went completely two-faced about it to my family and claimed some awful things. My only friends that I had ALSO went two-faced and claimed some more awful things which brought my sister to believe them rather than talk to me, etc.
I had to pack up and move from state to state to now be faced with homelessness once more (having already been homeless for an extended period of time in the past) as my older sister (not the one who believed the awful things) is married to a recent graduate of the Air Force tech school and will be going to Japan. Meanwhile, I haven’t been able to save up due to Covid and needing to take care of things financially while my brother in law screws up card information and sends payments out two weeks late.
This is mildly offset by the fact that I hit Gladiator in WoW - an accomplishment I’ve wanted since Mid WoD but never really set out to do until this season/patch (unfortunately.) However, this is combined with my only other outlet that doesn’t require extensive farming/grinding/yelling at my monitor being tarnished due to being trash talked by an RP guild that used me to boost their ego/pvp ratings/ilvl behind my back and once again showing why I can’t trust people so easily anymore.
tl;dr: I lost my one form of consistency, my family believes I’m an awful person because…? and my one outlet that I enjoyed for the longest time in this game terrifies me because I’ve (once again) had people that I’ve considered close to me turn against me in an attempt to make themselves feel better about their state of being for the sake of ‘e-crap talk’ but more personalized.
(: I’m fine.
I’m having a boy! Feeling fan freaking tastic!!!
Congratulations
Mood. (Never seen the anime in question, just stumbled upon this cover during some musical therapy and I’ve been listening to it repeatedly for the past several hours)
I decided, because there’s literally no other form of excitement in my life, to try some of the new special alcohol the store I work at got in - Samuel Adams Jack-O Pumpkin Ale.
I taste only regret. Regret, misery, and the faintest hint of… smacks lips
Pumpkin bread. Dipped in alcohol.
Not sure what else I expected, really.
I just used a bootleg Amiibo card in New Horizons for the first time and now I’m lowkey waiting for the police to knock on my door. I wonder if the judge will go easy on me if I show them the prices of legit cards on ebay…
Well, I finished archaeology. Every item, every achievement.
h;elpo
I literally have a stack of them on my desk I promise you the only thing you need to fear is the secret Nintendo police who hunt folks like us down.
I mean that still sounds like a legitimate thing to fear to me.
But does Nintendo jail let you keep your Switch? Because at this stage of quarantine I might accept that as a quality of life upgrade.
No they force you to play on their Wii-U that only has Skyward Sword on it.
My condolences. Sometimes families really do just designate the black sheep to be a cautionary tale to the rest of the family, even when it’s all made up. People will go to great lengths to find someone else to fill their need for schadenfreude when their own lives suck.
Think of it like this: They’re always going to be like that. You still have your entire life to turn things around, and when the tables are turned you could always just say, “no.” Family is not forged by blood but instead who you choose to keep.
For what it’s worth my morbidly obese, bed ridden aunt in her late 60’s got COVID, was put in quarantine, and all told had little to show for it other than complaints about being understandably lonely.
ever had the depression so hard it is physically difficult to move?
brain you need to cut this out, we got stuff to do. Get it together, brain. wastin my dang time with this nonsense
Bummed out.
I didn’t think I’d be feeling super left out or bummed about not moving to College this year since Covid is a thing, and I did choose to take the year off. Still, kinda feeling a bit bummed since a fair few of my close friends are moving back and I won’t be joining them until next year.
Obviously talking over discord and facetime does allow us to keep in contact, but it just doesn’t feel the same.
So, there was a dramatic update about the guy whom I mentioned stabbed my cousin. I mentioned previously he’d turned himself in, and was awaiting trial.
Well, someone set his bail too low, because he made bail, and now he’s using his mother and girlfriend’s devices to send threatening messages. I hate our justice system so very much for allowing stuff like this to happen… he’s supposedly broken terms of bail, and the police are looking for him again, but lo and behold, he’s nowhere to be seen. Again. Gee, wonder who could have foreseen an attempted murderer using bail as a chance to threaten people?