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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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My face is having uncontrollable spasms. Great. It hurts really, really, really bad.
I think part of why I have trouble explaining pain to the doctor is when they ask about the pain scale I always think “Well, if someone threw me down a flight of stairs right now or punched me a few times, it would definitely hurt a lot more” so I end up saying a low number. I was reading an article that said that “10” is the most commonly reported number and that is baffling to me. When I woke up from surgery with an 8" incision in my body and I could hardly even speak, I was in the most horrific pain of my life but I said “6” because I thought “Well, if you hit me in the stomach, it would be worse.”
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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“A great future doesn’t require a great past.”
— William Chapman (via mr-entj)
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What advice would you give to your younger self?
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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Remember when we thought 2020 was bad? Ahah, these were the days...
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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Guess whos working near 200%?
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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People who are in self quarantine really have no idea how weird it is to be a base level essential worker through this whole thing. I don’t mean a doctor or a nurse or someone else working round the clock to put a stop to it or find a cure. I mean a truck driver or a gas station attendant or a retail clerk. Because everything is basically normal, only a little bit off, and then again not as off as it should be.
Every day I get up. I go to work. I sell people things. There are fewer people coming through and they’re buying more because they’re stocking up or they haven’t been shopping in a month, but there are still lines, like always. There’s plexiglass between the cashiers and the customers, and no dividers, and we have to continually yell at people not to put their items on the belt until we’ve finished the previous transaction, and they ignore us or argue with us, same as always. The more rules we have, the more rules there are for people to ignore. And the longer it goes on, the more normal it gets. Pretty much no one thanks us for coming in to work anymore. People are starting to act like we should never, ever run out of an item. It’s just blanket assumed that we will have hand sanitizer and soap and toilet paper and people are shocked when we say we’re out.  But there are still ads on the TV in the break room telling us all to stay home and the more the customers ignore social distancing, the more management puts pressure on us to set a good example, until we’re expected to follow standards that are physically impossible.
The longer this goes on, the less ‘essential’ I feel.
And then I come home and get online as always and there are all of these people asking what you’re doing while you’re stuck in quarantine and coming up with fun things to do when you’re in quarantine and talking about what you’re going to do when this whole thing is over and you can finally, finally leave your house. Everyone just seems to assume that you, the person reading their words, are in quarantine, because everyone’s in quarantine. It’s like this big, international, universal experience that you’re not a part of.
It feels like fifteen years from now everyone in the world will be looking at each other and asking “Remember what it was like to be cooped up in the house? Wasn’t it awful?” and I’ll just be sitting there going “…….no, I don’t. I didn’t do that.” And people will look at me and wonder how I could not know.
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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I see a lot of these posts, and speaking as someone who works several jobs, all revolving around helping care for people, I can’t wait to -take a day off-. Like, not see people, turn off the phone. Istg, due to my job, I’ve had more social interaction the last year than I had before lockdown. And my little introvert soul needs a rest.
after social distancing is over everyone is gonna be so touch starved every contact with another human will be like the hand flex scene in pride and prejudice (2005)
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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The ides of March is coming up what’s everyone getting me?
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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the terrorists are taking selfies with the pigs after storming the capital.
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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Remember when we thought 2020 was bad? Ahah, these were the days...
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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Today’s mood:
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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Oh, it’s not over yet.
You made it to the end of this year and I am proud of you. Don't be so hard on yourself, please.
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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You know that feeling when you’re doing ok, and you decide that you’re totally okay now, so you should just say yes to everything, and the next thing you know you’ve signed up to work double for like way, way too many days, and now people are depending on you, so you can’t back down, and you want to cry, but you’re at work for the foreseeable future, so you can’t, you know, cry, so you just contemplate your life choices on Tumblr. You know that... uh, feeling?
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astudyinmelancholy · 3 years
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I’m proud of myself, acting professional in the face of bullshit.
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