Best job advice I’ve gotten: The job is not going to love you back.

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Best job advice I’ve gotten: The job is not going to love you back.
“Bisexuals are people who acknowledge in themselves the potential to be attracted—romantically and/or sexually—to people of more than one gender, not necessarily at the same time, not necessarily in the same way, and not necessarily to the same degree.”
— Robyn Ochs
One of the many stupid feelings humans are capable of having is the private, repulsive rage of seeing someone getting support and sympathy for a problem no one helped you with when you were having it, either because you didn’t have anyone or because it never occurred to you that you could ask for help. Suddenly the world seems to split into two – the realm that contains people like them, the connected and loved – and the realm that contains you, the miserable and the alone, who must suffer in solitude. This is sufficiently horrible that you grasp for reasons or world-understandings to make this reality acceptable, and a mentally available one is that it is superior to be in the miserable solitude realm, that the problem is one that should be solved with self sufficiency and dignity. That this other person is pathetic for being aided and loved when you were not. Scorn is more palatable than confronting the notion that you could have received aid (if you had made different choices or been luckier), that you desperately wish you could have been aided but were not. Scorn is more palatable than the howling hunger for things to have been different for you. So your mind chooses scorn.
It is also a bad place to be. Human existence is full of such traps.
but fat shame isn’t important or common right :-)
This disgusts me
fuck these people
I really love the encouraging intent behind posts saying “you can do it!”. But sometimes I have found them to be disheartening because sometimes I just can’t do something I’ve been desperately trying to do.
I just want to remind you all that sometimes we cannot do things for whatever reason(s), whether that be mental illness, a disability, an off day/week/year or even just that it’s beyond our capabilities.
And it’s okay!
I want to tell you that: You are worthy, even if you can’t do something.
I grieve for younger me.
You deserved better and you really didn’t know.
i don’t want a job i want to read good books and drink good coffee and get kissed on the neck
the unholy trinity of piss-poor caretakers, tag yourself:
tomboy, meaning "this child is clearly queer but let's hope it goes away"
sensitive, meaning "clearly neurodivergent and often distressed but let's keep going until they grow numb"
mature, meaning "traumatized but let's ignore that"
quiet, meaning "has been yelled at or ignored a few too many times and now considers all attempts at communicating with others to be pointless"
self-sufficient, meaning "next to zero trust in parental figures' ability in various aspects of parenting"
lazy, meaning "depressed, but expected to preform tasks or actions without positive support or knowledge of how to do things"
"The reason they call it the American Dream is because you have to be asleep to believe it." - George Carlin