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support group for critters TERRIFIED for episode 50

Wrote my supervisor abt leaving my job my heart is going to explode

my anxiety over this project is so bad itshard to breathe and my chest is starting to really hurt and I have to work on these pages

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I cant sleep I can't sleep I can't sleep I can't sleep I can't sleep

I feel so fucking awful goddamn

Holy fuck I’m anxious. Transferred to a new school and I barely know anyone there. My summer is over and it makes me wanna die lol

All I wanted to do was go home and relax or work on my car. Now I just want to take an ambien to knock myself out. I feel like my chest is caving in.

I was just doing the closing paperwork and got a text from the assistant manager (the one who did the stuff to me). I've been very clear about how uninterested I am for months and how uncomfortable he makes me just being around him, since he touched me and texted me a bunch of weird stuff last year. I don't even talk to him, except for when I have to say something work purposes. I guess today his wife and daughter are going on vacation, so he's home alone... He started texting me just as I was closing the store, inviting me to his house and he's awaiting my decision for his plans...

My friend asked me if work has been okay since what I told him last fall when I came up for some car parts, and I fucking said I was okay and avoiding the guy at work as much as possible. I thought he finally got the point that I am not interested and he left me alone. I thought I was making something of nothing of still feeling so anxious since it happened last year. Same fucking day I tell my friend that I'm doing my best and seems like he's left me alone, I was wrong. At this point I'm not even angry anymore, I'm just tired and feel like I'm suffocating. I tried to ignore it but he's texted me 4 times in the space of an hour and probably will continue all weekend. I have to fucking work with him all week (Monday - Thursday) next week because my boss is going on vacation. I hope he will leave me alone because the guys in back (our parts drivers) are still there.

When I came home I told my mom and showed her the texts. She's more disgusted and angry than me. She wants to get his number and say some things... I'm so out of energy with this whole thing and I don't want to say anything but she wants me to screenshot it and send it to my boss. I don't want to start anything before he's off and hope nothing happens so I make it through the week. My mom isn't happy with me because I won't stand up for myself but I'm so fucking sick of dealing with this. I just want to go to work and be normal. I feel like it's my fault for doing my hair and makeup this morning, and doing my nails last night. I just wanted to feel more confident today and give myself a mani which I haven't done in such a long time and wanted to do.

I'm exhausted. I feel pathetic. I don't know what to do anymore.

The stress dreams came out in full force last night 🙃 thanks brain, now I'm stressed about real world shit AND I'm fucking tired.

I WANT THEM TO BE ON THE OTHER GOD DAMN SIDE OF THE PLANET HOLY FUCK

stuffing my face w 700 cals in less than an hour surprisingly did not help my anxiety???? shocking ik

I'm not sure

~help your local rat get stable housing~

edit post nov 2023: I GOT THE HELP I NEEDED THANK YOU SOSOOSO MUCH

dramatically sprawled out on the floor

so i gotta move for the third time in that many years. unfortunately between health problems and the General State of The Economy, I have been unable to find work to be able to save any money. i have no choice but to leave the entire state. i thankfully have somewhere to go, however I need help getting there. i've been trying to do the math to get what I need to its lowest amount possible, but even that is still at least $2.5k.

after this move, i should be able to get things more stable and I might even have a couple job prospects lined up in that area, but right now I'm really scraping the bottom of the barrel funds wise and desperately need help.

if you're able to spare anything, i've set up a goal through kofi so i can track it publicly. i have trouble asking for help but i really need what help i can get. thank you, so so so much.

narcissists are too focused on themselves to realize they're being played.

click on the image for better quality cause tumblr fucked it up 🥰

like a dog with a bird at your door

buck/eddie | 51k | rated e

The kid with blood pouring down his shins is not so far from the dog lonely enough that he thinks breaking his housetraining is worth it for the ten minutes of berating that come with it, the ten minutes of undivided, if reluctant, attention. Buck thinks, sometimes, that at least he wasn’t the kind of puppy that gets put in a sack and drowned at birth. He wasn’t always unwanted. And he isn’t anymore.

or, evan “i love you like a dog” buckley has only ever known how to love like, well, a dog, but maybe eddie diaz is the kinda guy to give a flea-bitten mongrel a forever home

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