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Cried for nearly an hour tonight. Had a good run of just feeling meh. Now I’m just waiting for the inevitable mudslide of emotion to muck things up further and take me right into seasonal depression smothering my normal depression. Can only fake it so long.

Episode 2 of “Empty Space” is here. Tonight’s void brain activity:

RIP Sir Patrick. I will always make it so.

Got a new series. It’s called “Empty Space” where I showcase what my brain contains when I stare off into the void, completely empty of any thoughts. Today’s submission:

Well not going to work today because sleeping 1 mm in the wrong position equals losing my ability to move.

Gotta love seeing a large sum of money instantly disappear from my checking account when it’s something I actually want to pay for. It means delivery will soon be on the horizon.

I swear I’m one loud sneeze away from ended up paralyzed.

I ended up upgrading to the iPhone 18 Pro Max through my carrier. The color I selected is on back order so I have to wait a little longer than normal before I get it. It’s fine. I waited 5 years to upgrade. That’s like a 1,000 years in technology time. 🤣🤣🤣

I cried for like 30 minutes straight. That’s only because my bank account yelled at me for spending so much money to upgrade my phone to the newest iPhone. 🤣🤣🤣

If anyone needs me (I highly doubt it) I’m gonna spend my day crying about my past failures and those have treated me like I was nothing.

Wanna know what my last brain cell is like? Here ya go: youtu.be/MoIyXMXFblA?is=9Dn-…

“Fuck around and find out” for me has officially been converted to “Go ahead. I’m curious to see how fucking stupid you’re gonna be.”

I really wish someone would take me out…whether or not it’s a sniper or on a date I’ll let y’all decide on that one.

I wish life would stop kicking the shit out me for one minute, please…

I totally get it when women say all men. Fucking disgusting….I hope these guys’ future is forever ruined. These waste of oxygen need to be in fucking PRISON! And Cornell, fucking shame on you.

I need a taco night….

I don’t think I could express properly how hard it is mentally to go from “everything is fine, it’s rough but I got this” to “I don’t know how much more of this bullshit I can take” in the span of weeks or months.

So today I was in urgent care getting abscess and cellulitis taken care of. 3rd or 4th time this year. Scary part was it was MASSIVE. More than 40oz of yuck removed. Doc said if it had gotten any worse, I could have been in sepsis. On antibiotics so let’s hope it goes away.

Aw shit, here we go again…

I had hundreds of different things I had in mind as a child of what I wanted to be when I grow up. This shit right here ain’t for damn sure one of those scenarios I pictured.