What’s ur typical day look like

[Acquiescence]

For me:

- Wake up to the sound of a shrill alarm
- Immediately feel a massive cortisol spike flood my body; yet another day in hell comprised of wageslaving, shit looks, and managing a laundry list of physical and mental health ailments
- Lay in bed for a bit, contemplate the rope
- Remember next year’s trimax + implants gamble; need to pad my savings for that, so not today Mr Rope
- Force myself up and go through my morning routine with what little scraps of life energy I can still muster, knocking out all my softmaxxing routines for the day
- Drive on in to work, blasting edm and crushing white monster to brace for the day’s laborious toil and concentrated stress
- Heavily disassociate to get through the work day, pure spite and anger and exasperation pulling me through; hold back tears when I witness my subhumanity in the mirror while washing up in the break room over the lunch hour
- Clock out, drive on home, either stopping to get a rush of dopamine from a rotation of my favorite hogwashed mcslop takeout places, or making a low effort meal at home
- Collapse into my bed and intermittently sleep / bedrot till it’s time to get up and do it all over again

When the weekend comes, replace work with more LDAR, occasionally interspersed with my favorite copes (movies, music, long walks and drives throughout the city, and other things of that nature), or, every now and then, NTmaxxing side quests with friends and family

If surgery goes well, I don’t really anticipate any of this changing at all except for feeling slightly better during the day to day grind, and an additional boon of a modestly better social life and ONS with LTBs on weekends

Rinse and repeat till retirement, ropemaxxing, or death

Livin’ the dream folks

 

[Minnie lacking]

Sad

 

[santnewgen]

cry becasue i got subhuman interaction skills

 

[pfl]

School go home eat nap gym

 

[uksucks]

Lock in bro

 

[Acquiescence]

Lock in bro

This is my locked in, bro

 

[iblamejames]

For me:

- Wake up to the sound of a shrill alarm
- Immediately feel a massive cortisol spike flood my body; yet another day in hell comprised of wageslaving, shit looks, and managing a laundry list of physical and mental health ailments
- Lay in bed for a bit, contemplate the rope
- Remember next year’s trimax + implants gamble; need to pad my savings for that, so not today Mr Rope
- Force myself up and go through my morning routine with what little scraps of life energy I can still muster, knocking out all my softmaxxing routines for the day
- Drive on in to work, blasting edm and crushing white monster to brace for the day’s laborious toil and concentrated stress
- Heavily disassociate to get through the work day, pure spite and anger and exasperation pulling me through; hold back tears when I witness my subhumanity in the mirror while washing up in the break room over the lunch hour
- Clock out, drive on home, either stopping to get a rush of dopamine from a rotation of my favorite hogwashed mcslop takeout places, or making a low effort meal at home
- Collapse into my bed and intermittently sleep / bedrot till it’s time to get up and do it all over again

When the weekend comes, replace work with more LDAR, occasionally interspersed with my favorite copes (movies, music, long walks and drives throughout the city, and other things of that nature), or, every now and then, NTmaxxing side quests with friends and family

If surgery goes well, I don’t really anticipate any of this changing at all except for feeling slightly better during the day to day grind, and an additional boon of a modestly better social life and ONS with LTBs on weekends

Rinse and repeat till retirement, ropemaxxing, or death

Livin’ the dream folks

Pathetic

 

[SoundnVision]

That's life you just need to spend time off not rotting

 

[Lefty Rankin]

Wake up at either around 2pm or 8pm, depending on whether I'm doing a double or not, then eating a meal before punching into work at either 3pm or 11pm. At work I do any number of things. During the day shift I could be cleaning up soiled diapers before wiping asses, showering bedridden clients, driving clients to their appointments or leisurely pursuits, preparing meals for clients or administering medications to them. During the night shift I mostly clean the group home, just chill watching YouTube videos, or post on .org.

At 7am I get off work, come home, eat a meal, have sex, and then go back to sleep before waking up and repeating.

This past month I've been working 80-90 hours a week. I'm saving up to relocate abroad.