The way being given chores makes me wanna kill myself (not really)
And apart from that, I really don't like doing stuff for people :/ I'm talking about "acts of service" as a love language (giving)
unless I'm offering it myself, like "I'M GONNA GO GET MYSELF WATER, WANT ME TO ALSO BRING SOME FOR YOU?"
I hate it when I'm living my life and someone says "hey can you bring me x?" Or "hey can you do x for me?"
I'll do it cuz I don't wanna be mean and I kindaaa want to be helpful. Not that I enjoy the feeling, I just think it's polite and I'm supposed to be a good person :/ but I'll feel horrible for doing what I don't willingly want to
But I like how ppl are unique in the ways they show their love. And I'm not saying I'm not a loving and affectionate person. I really am. I just don't consider 'doing stuff for you' a way of showing my love. It just makes me feel like I'm your slave -_- lmao I might be a bit dramatic Idk. But I'd honestly feel degraded :/
And when someone shows THEIR love FOR me through acts of service, even tho it's not my own way of expressing love, I still completely feel their love and understand and appreciate it! I JUST DON'T LIKE DOING IT MYSELF!
Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.
When I was a kid one of my moms would call her period "moon time" or "her monthlies" or shit like that and my other mom straight up stealthed it, but when I'm a dad I think I'm gonna go straight down the middle and call it Werewolf Week. Like sorry kids, dad can't roughouse right now, it's Werewolf Week
the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????
i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.
so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.
ai generated images make me increasingly sad and tired the more i see them in more and more casual contexts. i dont know how to explain, but it just fills the world with a bunch of nothing. no matter how visually stunning the pictures might be, there's nothing behind it for me. no dedication, no emotions, no feelings, no hard work or creativity, nothing i can truly think about, admire or enjoy. i dont think thats how art is supposed to be
I'm turning 30 this month, and for some reason have become suddenly interested in material possessions. like what if,,,,,,,,my couch was nice. what if my sheets were nice. is this what happens to you??