When all of your exes get to happily move on in relationships that aren’t you and you get nobody for extended periods of time.
While you’re prideful in yourself to know that whatever relationship you get won’t feel as tainted as theirs because maybe they’re manipulative. The thing about it is that, I’ve tried being upfront, honest, detailed and everything to get someone with.
And I guess working on yourself and trying to improve aren’t exactly attractable qualities.
Accidentally replied to main thread:
During Obama, i was making $97.5K per year in web development. Bought a house, car, solar panels, (my) American dream.
Three months into the first trump fuckup, 10% of the staff was laid off, myself included.
Spent about 6 months burning through savings, before landing $7.stupid per hour job at Michael’s. Still burning through savings to pay the mortgage, mental health declining because fucking retail.
Pandemic happened, lost job, another 5 ish months doing low paid contract work, savings are gone and I have to go to my parents for help. My parents raised me that asking for help meant you’ve failed. You’re a failure.
Spent a year and three days unemployed. Now working at Target picking online orders. Nothing i do has a purpose, and it’s especially heartbreaking when you see items that you’ve picked getting cancelled and returned to the shelf.
My parents pay my full mortgage and car insurance. I work 40 hours a week, and target is strict on overtime, and i can still only afford to eat 2 out of every 3 days.
There’s more, but it’s a trauma dump with no solutions, unless i can get about $1500 more a month for the next 5 years to get my year long unemployment debt taken care of…
That’s just financial problems. My upbringing turned me into a shy anxiety ridden recluse, i can’t look a cute dude in the eyes, let alone ask anyone out. Last “date” (Grindr hookup) i had, there was a black guy in the white house …