Hi my name's Amanda and I have a birthmark on my butt.
Hit up my ask if you would like because I am very lonely. Tell me about what you had for breakfast! Or your love life. Or your dreams. Or that shitty thing that happened on the bus today. Let me know.
I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.
Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.
The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.
I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.
My boyfriend has stage 3 stomach cancer and we have two toddlers together and we also take care of my boyfriend's mother who has alzehimers, diabetes, and a lost of other conditions. My boyfriend has been out of work for a while due to his cancer and also a few more surgeries.
Well there were complications with his last surgery and he's been in such bad pain to the point that he had to go to the er a couple weeks ago because he couldn't stop puking from the pain and they tried to put an iv in several different places on his hands and where he was so dehydrated and has tough skin it wasn't working so a nurse tried to insert one into his wrist and has either severed a tendon or seriously injured a nerve.
He's been back to the hospital a couple more times since then and we're in the process of trying to get it exactly pinned down what is damaged in his wrist but he followed directions from the specialist he first got sent to who barely spent 1 minute in the room with him and told him to just keep moving his hand around and it'll be fine. My boyfriend has since lost what little movement he had in his thumb thanks to following those directions and he's still swollen halfway up his arm and can barely grip anything.
His pcp has referred him to another specialist that he's supposed to see in Wednesday and we're trying to find a lawyer but right now we desperately need help please.
I've had to lose a lot of days of work so I could be home with the kids and my bfs mom and where I'm the only one with a job (one that still barely pays more than minimum wage) my paychecks have taken a decent hit. I don't have enough to pay next month's rent on the first and there's still another couple of bills in the week after. My next paycheck isn't until the 10th and even then it's going to be even less because of my loss of hours.