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walking through the pedway and seeing that the courts are closed, but my office is not, drained the last spark of life from me. the state straight up does not do snow days unless i want to pay for my own

My annual end-of-year existential dread is not helped by hearing my parents tell me how guilty they feel for not putting me in therapy when I was little so I’d know how to get a good job and have relationships and stop wasting my life seeking temporary comfort from temporary friendships. 👌🙃👍

Thinking about the money I’d save if I lived somewhere warm deeply depresses me.

What is it about being in a room full of people, many of whom I am at least acquainted with, that makes my mind go entirely blank and makes me incapable of interacting with any of them??? I’m useless.

ok I'm someone for whom Christmas was always associated first and foremost with the religious aspect but I recoil on the psychic level when i hear "and Merry Christmas, or whatever you're supposed to say these days!" also it's still November for a few more miserable hours, let me have my peace til then

[family whining] still low-key gutted by the reminder that my relationship with my mom will always be hindered by the cultural & generational disparity of my expecting to be on an equal footing & her expecting complete deference. 🙃👌

I just burned a giant hole into the capelet I’m making because I didn’t know ironing the insulation layer I put in would fucking melt it hahaa and I noticed this after quite a bit of ironing I’m such an idiot

...I just blew out a scented candle and got a spray of hot wax all over my face. That’s a choice I made. I’m too stupid to live.

Guess how much sewing I accomplished this week.