By Pac-2 Go To PostRibs weren't even invented until I was an adult, so I can't comment.
💀😂
Going through one of the worst times in my life. My sister got a really good job offer in another country, went, my mother has lived hours away for a good minute now and with my grandmother seemingly on her final stretch for over a year has really done a number on quality time available. Meanwhile I was left alone with our 14 month old son and two dogs since November because my wife entered this Air Force 5 month long course to further her career and become permanent. It’s been stressful for her too of course. Long time friends are either an airplane away or going through their own troubled relationships, some divorce/break up with kids and then get back together, or not, anyway everybody got their own problems.
I don’t know what I’m doing with this being a dad thing, and trying my best to give happiness and joy to my little buddy no matter how hard some days are. But now my wife is back home and pretty much crashed down with a lot of personal doubts about life, feeling like a stranger in her own home because a lot happens to a kid this age in a few months. It’s a fire that is getting harder and harder to control.
Nobody seems to be able to quite understand what I’m going through they have their own problems, and maybe I’m not quite making myself understood on what I’m going through because everyone acts like I have my shit together but everything around me is crumbling.
I don’t know what I’m doing with this being a dad thing, and trying my best to give happiness and joy to my little buddy no matter how hard some days are. But now my wife is back home and pretty much crashed down with a lot of personal doubts about life, feeling like a stranger in her own home because a lot happens to a kid this age in a few months. It’s a fire that is getting harder and harder to control.
Nobody seems to be able to quite understand what I’m going through they have their own problems, and maybe I’m not quite making myself understood on what I’m going through because everyone acts like I have my shit together but everything around me is crumbling.
Have you considered speaking to a professional?
You can do so online nowadays.
It sucks to feel stuck especially when you have to be strong for other people.
We're here for you bro, if you want to reach out.
You can do so online nowadays.
It sucks to feel stuck especially when you have to be strong for other people.
We're here for you bro, if you want to reach out.
I think both you and your wife need to talk to someone independently.
But first know, that what you're actually going through is quite normal. Nonetheless, it all feels very isolating.
Believe it or not just posting about it on here is a good first step as you are acknowledging your circumstances and your struggles.
Keep your head up and take whatever steps you need. Try talking to your partner about it as well.
But first know, that what you're actually going through is quite normal. Nonetheless, it all feels very isolating.
Believe it or not just posting about it on here is a good first step as you are acknowledging your circumstances and your struggles.
Keep your head up and take whatever steps you need. Try talking to your partner about it as well.
By Crusher Go To PostGoing through one of the worst times in my life. My sister got a really good job offer in another country, went, my mother has lived hours away for a good minute now and with my grandmother seemingly on her final stretch for over a year has really done a number on quality time available. Meanwhile I was left alone with our 14 month old son and two dogs since November because my wife entered this Air Force 5 month long course to further her career and become permanent. It’s been stressful for her too of course. Long time friends are either an airplane away or going through their own troubled relationships, some divorce/break up with kids and then get back together, or not, anyway everybody got their own problems.
I don’t know what I’m doing with this being a dad thing, and trying my best to give happiness and joy to my little buddy no matter how hard some days are. But now my wife is back home and pretty much crashed down with a lot of personal doubts about life, feeling like a stranger in her own home because a lot happens to a kid this age in a few months. It’s a fire that is getting harder and harder to control.
Nobody seems to be able to quite understand what I’m going through they have their own problems, and maybe I’m not quite making myself understood on what I’m going through because everyone acts like I have my shit together but everything around me is crumbling.
Hang in there Crusher, do your best to literally just get from minute to minute imo. I don't think/hope you won't feel like this in 6 months.
I have been a vegetarian for a month and i will only be accepted by the plant based community if i tell you all.
By FortuneFaded Go To PostBut you promised me I’d be godfather.
That snip has sailed, my friend.
By FortuneFaded Go To PostBut you promised me I’d be godfather.Doesn’t make sense if you’re going to commit suicide in the near future
Doctor gave me lorazepam for anxiety attacks and brah… I understand how people get addicted to this stuff. This is POTENT
By Perfect Blue Go To PostDoctor gave me lorazepam for anxiety attacks and brah… I understand how people get addicted to this stuff. This is POTENT
Doctor once prescribed me Lorazepam to help me sleep on a long plane flight.
I think I took 3 and didn't even feel anything?
I think I took 3 and didn't even feel anything?
Update: my life at my current school has largely continued to suck as the year has gone on. Administration is very invasive, our specialists seem to think that they're administrators, and the building security issues have never really gotten better.
Recently, I had an observation in which my principal said (she can definitely tell coming in for 10 minutes twice a year) that my lesson wasn't engaging and she didn't like the way I formatted the work for the students. How does one tell what's engaging exactly? My students were doing the work and reading the novel, so your guess is as good as mine.
During this meeting, I was also taken to task for not having my college-level students prepare for a state competency test (that was very beneath them). The results came back the next day and my students had the highest scores in the building: the highest pass rate, the highest passed advanced rate, and several came close to getting perfect scores. Did I receive an apology? You already know the answer.
I've been applying to jobs like crazy and finally had a school in a neighboring district call me back today to set up an interview for later this week. This is one of the best schools around, actually, so it'd be a real big upgrade for me if it panned out. Pray for me, y'all.
Recently, I had an observation in which my principal said (she can definitely tell coming in for 10 minutes twice a year) that my lesson wasn't engaging and she didn't like the way I formatted the work for the students. How does one tell what's engaging exactly? My students were doing the work and reading the novel, so your guess is as good as mine.
During this meeting, I was also taken to task for not having my college-level students prepare for a state competency test (that was very beneath them). The results came back the next day and my students had the highest scores in the building: the highest pass rate, the highest passed advanced rate, and several came close to getting perfect scores. Did I receive an apology? You already know the answer.
I've been applying to jobs like crazy and finally had a school in a neighboring district call me back today to set up an interview for later this week. This is one of the best schools around, actually, so it'd be a real big upgrade for me if it panned out. Pray for me, y'all.
By rodeoclown Go To PostUpdate: my life at my current school has largely continued to suck as the year has gone on. Administration is very invasive, our specialists seem to think that they're administrators, and the building security issues have never really gotten better.Hope you get the gig, bro!!!
Recently, I had an observation in which my principal said (she can definitely tell coming in for 10 minutes twice a year) that my lesson wasn't engaging and she didn't like the way I formatted the work for the students. How does one tell what's engaging exactly? My students were doing the work and reading the novel, so your guess is as good as mine.
During this meeting, I was also taken to task for not having my college-level students prepare for a state competency test (that was very beneath them). The results came back the next day and my students had the highest scores in the building: the highest pass rate, the highest passed advanced rate, and several came close to getting perfect scores. Did I receive an apology? You already know the answer.
I've been applying to jobs like crazy and finally had a school in a neighboring district call me back today to set up an interview for later this week. This is one of the best schools around, actually, so it'd be a real big upgrade for me if it panned out. Pray for me, y'all.
I know what its like to need to get out.
I'm not sure you can do it, rodeo. Life is pain.
Oh, whoops, I have supportive thoughts. Much of these I indeed have.
Oh, whoops, I have supportive thoughts. Much of these I indeed have.
By rodeoclown Go To PostUpdate: my life at my current school has largely continued to suck as the year has gone on. Administration is very invasive, our specialists seem to think that they're administrators, and the building security issues have never really gotten better.This a nightmare scenario for teaching. Glad that you kept your motivation up and kept providing the best education you could to your students.
Recently, I had an observation in which my principal said (she can definitely tell coming in for 10 minutes twice a year) that my lesson wasn't engaging and she didn't like the way I formatted the work for the students. How does one tell what's engaging exactly? My students were doing the work and reading the novel, so your guess is as good as mine.
During this meeting, I was also taken to task for not having my college-level students prepare for a state competency test (that was very beneath them). The results came back the next day and my students had the highest scores in the building: the highest pass rate, the highest passed advanced rate, and several came close to getting perfect scores. Did I receive an apology? You already know the answer.
I've been applying to jobs like crazy and finally had a school in a neighboring district call me back today to set up an interview for later this week. This is one of the best schools around, actually, so it'd be a real big upgrade for me if it panned out. Pray for me, y'all.
The funny thing is I would almost bet the farm that your principal's lesson wouldn't be engaging at all 😂
Good luck on the new gig 🙏🏾
I had a time tonight with my mom (and dad, too). Just a time to be real. Time to reflect about myself, current state of mind, but also about times I was absent. Fucking hard as fuck.
People died. People important to me, people important to my mother, and I was just not fucking there at all. And I had to admit to my mother tonight, I should have been there, there are the things I was facing, but I should have been there for you, mom. I should have fucking been there.
People died. People important to me, people important to my mother, and I was just not fucking there at all. And I had to admit to my mother tonight, I should have been there, there are the things I was facing, but I should have been there for you, mom. I should have fucking been there.
i hope those conversations help you to both be happier with yourself and also be better than you were. it's hard and sucks to go through all that, but i trust you are introspective enough and compassionate enough to come out of it better than you went into it.
acknowledging past faults while still allowing yourself to move on from them and hopefully not repeat the past is difficult.
acknowledging past faults while still allowing yourself to move on from them and hopefully not repeat the past is difficult.
thanks, Kibner. there's no happiness, there's just guilt. people i should have mourned in real time but I didn't because i'm a fucking self-absorbed asshole. but at the very least my mom knows and it's not her fault.
I know some of my mistakes and choices made me miss some important events as well. All you can do is learn and hope to do better. You sound like you are in a better place than before, and that is an accomplishment. Even if you don't want to admit it.
Progress can still be an illusion. I'm not winning right now. My mom knows my struggles, but I think I want to be transparent here, too.
I've relapsed.
I FUCKING HATE IT.
But it's the truth. But thankfully, my parents are supporting me, encouraging me, my doctor immediately referred me to addiction services, and I am trying to get on their radar to feel seen.
This is me.
I am an addict.
But, dammit, I'm a person, too. I have to keep reminding myself of that.
I've relapsed.
I FUCKING HATE IT.
But it's the truth. But thankfully, my parents are supporting me, encouraging me, my doctor immediately referred me to addiction services, and I am trying to get on their radar to feel seen.
This is me.
I am an addict.
But, dammit, I'm a person, too. I have to keep reminding myself of that.
By Pac-2 Go To PostProgress can still be an illusion. I'm not winning right now. My mom knows my struggles, but I think I want to be transparent here, too.
I've relapsed.
I FUCKING HATE IT.
But it's the truth. But thankfully, my parents are supporting me, encouraging me, my doctor immediately referred me to addiction services, and I am trying to get on their radar to feel seen.
This is me.
I am an addict.
But, dammit, I'm a person, too. I have to keep reminding myself of that.
Thank you for always sharing.
I know it can’t be easy, but I hope you keep working hard to get to a place you want.
Sounds like your mum is a wonderful person and you are lucky to have her. Just remember there are people who care for you, on here too.
Always rooting for you man.
Stay strong and thanks for sharing. You're taking your steps and you're seeking help and being open the latter honestly sounds like the hardest of it all.
By reilo Go To PostStay strong and thanks for sharing. You're taking your steps and you're seeking help and being open the latter honestly sounds like the hardest of it all.
hardest by a longshot, yes. pride is a motherfucker, isn't it.
Also, I make macabre borderline heinous jokes at my own expense all the goddamn time, it's not a statement of how I necessarily feel about myself (except when... it is?) but I was noticing tonight when talking to my mother, I had to preface or explain some of it. I was like, mom, I'm joking here but you don't need to laugh or find it funny, just know I'm dealing with shit my own way (while not saying "shit" out loud to her because... well, fuck, that's another post)
it's not remotely the same (grief vs addiction) but i will say the more i talked about my dad's death, the more at peace i felt about it. it was a long journey, though. about 15 years or so before i stopped thinking someone at the supermarket was him because they superficially resembled him from behind.
e: ^ i would also make a bunch of macabre dead dad jokes; i think that's normal for some people when they are going through trauma
e: ^ i would also make a bunch of macabre dead dad jokes; i think that's normal for some people when they are going through trauma
Honestly, yo, for real, my first real emotional trauma I recall was when my grandpa died when I was in 5th grade, my Dad's father, I shit you not within 2 days I saw someone who looked 100% like my grandpa riding a tractor, common for us hicks in the sticks and my grandpa was a tobacco farmer so it all fit. It was like I saw a ghost.
By Pac-2 Go To PostHonestly, yo, for real, my first real emotional trauma I recall was when my grandpa died when I was in 5th grade, my Dad's father, I shit you not within 2 days I saw someone who looked 100% like my grandpa riding a tractor, common for us hicks in the sticks and my grandpa was a tobacco farmer so it all fit. It was like I saw a ghost.yup. i was coming up with all kinds of conspiracy theories as to why he was still alive and just hiding from us.
Yeah, my grandpa still being alive or having a body double is a tale I had to let rest with myself. But the eye contact was the weirdest thing, like I felt my grandfather's gaze for a brief moment and knew he was still with me, his little buddy.
By FortuneFaded Go To PostPac sticking to the black & white aesthetic to match his avatar.
Keeping it 100, on brand, NIL and all that shit.