Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday

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Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday
Learning how to be angry
It was easier to quit meth than it’s been to quit weed.
Even though the way I use it is the same — it takes me from the discomfort and puts me somewhere else for a while.
I never even liked weed. I just liked that it wasn’t sober.
Somewhere along the way, I forgot how to be sober. How to not reach for something.
I quit meth, started weed. Every time I quit weed, I reach for alcohol. I don’t even like alcohol that much either.
But I’ve felt pure sobriety before — a few months of it — and it’s gorgeous.
When I’m clear, I know what to do next. Who I am is clear.
I eat better. I feel better. I get angry. I get annoyed. I get electric.
There are things I never learned how to do sober. Being angry is one of them.
I am ready to be angry. Or to learn how. To be angry at something other than myself.
Nothing makes me want to rail lines like a dingy pink bathroom in a bar somewhere...
Still I am sober
Saint Nicholas of Myra meeting with a delegation of Goths - circ. 330 AD
substance abuse is like the most normal response in these conditions
he’s my damsel he’s in distress
The Fifth Element (1997), dir. Luc Besson
I feel like tumblr has been so crazy these last 2 days because you'll be scrolling and see someone with the url 'taylorswiftsbiggestfanever' give the most vicious, bad-faith commentary about Taylor/the album and it's like damn. do you know you can change your url
my little brother tried to show me a "cool trick" where he entered my name and hometown into chatgpt and tried to get it to pull up my personal info like it did on all of his friends, then was absolutely shocked when it couldn't find anything on me
so. keep practicing basic internet safety, guys. it still works. don't put your personal info on social media, keep all your accounts on private, turn off ai scraping on every site that you can, enable all privacy features on social media apps. our info still can be protected, we have to keep fighting for control
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
if you can’t handle me at my worst then that sucks because that’s all there is to me
The Big Lebowski (1998)