Dudebro: My team sucks!
Me, the healer who is getting FUCKED OVER: well maybe if you kept mercy safe for once we wouldn’t HAVE THIS PROBLEM
Dudebro: ...oh
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Dudebro: My team sucks!
Me, the healer who is getting FUCKED OVER: well maybe if you kept mercy safe for once we wouldn’t HAVE THIS PROBLEM
Dudebro: ...oh
Shout out to my new primary doc who made me feel like shit for reminding him that I have hashimotos.
Then he asked "why do you think your thyroid has gotten worse"
"cause I feel sick everyday"
"oh"
Prepare to YEAHOH
“What’s one thing you want to do, Kirsten? It seems like you do so much and are never happy.”
“I am happy. I am grateful. I am unfulfilled. I feel like I have this talent and all these barriers in the way of truly using it and that makes it really hard to accept life as it is. I don’t want to do something I wasn’t meant for for the rest of my life. I know what I’m meant for. I want to be that girl on Broadway, changing the world and paving the way for others like me everywhere. But I can’t do that without someone in the professional theatre world taking a chance. It’ll happen one day. It’s the days spent waiting for one day that hurt. It’s working three jobs that you don’t hate, but also don’t make any difference. It’s making yourself sick trying to make enough money to survive and not having any time to do the things you truly love. It’s putting dreams above everything and having your family tell you that it doesn’t matter and you should start living life for your weekends and sleep like everyone else. It’s also hearing the words I hate you come from people who are supposed to love you. It’s the feeling they’re probably right. It’s pushing that feeling aside and doing it anyway because something in you knows. It’s being broken down and climbing out of the deep crater on your own. It’s accepting that no one will ever truly understand. It’s understanding that your best friends will never truly know who you are because they are your soundtracks and notebooks and dance shoes, not people. It’s giving up everything you know and understand for something no one else can see. It’s going it alone and taking comfort in the familiarity of loneliness. It’s paying for the lessons instead of food. It’s existing. It’s not truly living. My home is the stage. My body rebels and there’s nothing I can do it. Good days are turning to okay and bad days are sliding to terrible. I haven’t had a great day since I was 22. But I’m here. I’ll survive. I’ll wait on someday.”
“Oh”
Me and my mom are watching Belgium’s Got Talent and the act on tv is a transvestite (doesn’t identify as a woman but certainly kicks mALE STANDARDS IN THE BALLS HOLY FUCK) dance on Beyonce with his dance group and it’s pretty dang awesome.
my mom: I’m okay with the way they’re feeling but do they have to be so ‘out there’? A lot of people don’t like to get confronted and will be very uncomfortable. What do they think they’ll accomplish with this?
me: ...Okay. But if everyone thought like that we wouldn’t have had voting rights, voting rights for women, an end to segregation, a lot of independences wouldn’t have happened and so on and so forth.
my mom: .... Oh.
Earth 2 Harrison: I'm guessing my counterpart did something to offend her as well
Cisco: her fiance died because of him
Earth 2 Harrison: oh
Me: Okay, so...I know you guys really want the 4/29 perfect but that's already been turned in. 5/6 is due tomorrow.
Anna: Jeff's in that training class but we're getting in early tomorrow.
Me: Oh, okay, how early?
Anna: 7:15.
Me: ...Oh.
Anna: We'll go over it then.
Me: Okay...well, I'll get here at 7...
Anna: 7:15. Or 7:30.
Me: ...I'm here every day at 7:30.
Anna:
Me:
Anna:
Me:
Anna: Oh.