REALLY?!? That’s brilliant, which reader does that?
My Dad died last week. He was an extremely abusive parent and all-round vile person, but I still expected to feel upset, and I don’t.
What has upset me is my siblings. The five from his first marriage all got together on Saturday, invited the son from his fourth marriage, but left me out. (They also left out all the ones from his second marriage, but that’s for good reasons. I’m from the third marriage).
My sister B said it was because they wanted to talk about things from before I was around, which is fair enough, but why couldn’t they have just asked me to come along later, like they did with my little brother? We grew up together - he was completely separate. I haven’t done anything to piss any of them off.
The opportunity to talk about what a shit our Dad and my Mum were, with the only people who can really get it, would have been really helpful - that opportunity won’t be there at the funeral.
I’ve decided it’s best to just cut them all out of my life. And not go to the funeral because I will feel very unwelcome there. So fucking fucked up.
hugs to SciFiSam.
Fuck. Im having erm intrusive tests done tomorrow arvo which i am VERY stressed about - and all because some fucker raped me. Gahhh. So left for our 4 + hr drive to melbourne this morning. Arrived at my brothers place and i discover i have left all my medications at home. There is nothing i can do. I cant tell my parents because the last time somethong like this happened they pitched such a fit. I take a lot of meds. Some for physical some for psych and some just to countereffect the side effects of some others. There is nothing i can do till i get home Wednesday arvo. Shit As if i wasnt stressed out of my brain already
How much freedom do you have to change a book? Can you decide to kill off that annoying brooding-worse-than-Heathcliff love interest?
Whoa, the possibilities!
That’s not linked to the reader, it’s linked to format and file protection.
Fucking Craigslist. It seems that half the time I post an ad, the damned thing never displays. I can click on the link to go to my ad directly, but if I go to the categories (this one: Gigs–>Labor) it’s not displayed in the list.
CL is such a piece of shit I truly wish the guy who invented it would get off his fucking high horse and monetize the damn thing. At least that way they’ll have money to fix these damned bugs.
This is been bothering me for a bit, one of the city supervisors is on the board of health AND owns a restaurant in the city. Conflict of interest ya think?
Yeah, I’d think so.
Yet more hatred for the local “drivers”. One “charming” speciment nearly forced me into an exit that would have taken me the wrong direction because she couldn’t bear to let me shift out of that exit-only lane. Staying right alongside a car in an exit-only lane is NOT smart or civil.
On my 20 minute walk to Safeway this morning:
Neighbour clown has his sprinklers sprinkling the sidewalk, so I have to walk in the busy street.
Dog owner in park has his dog off-leash - as dog comes at me, owner claims that, “He won’t hurt you!*” Dog starts growling and baring his teeth at me (I’m in the on-leash section). I’m too shocked to use my pepper spray on the dog that is acting like he’s two seconds away from lunging at me.
Get to Safeway, idiot is driving slowly and strangely through the parking lot, across where I need to walk. Of course - he’s talking on his cellphone.
Taxi parking in the “No Parking” zone.
Woman smoking right in front of the “No Smoking” sign.
A different neighbour clown still hasn’t trimmed his hedges - they’re over more than half of the sidewalk, and he parks his car nice and close to eliminate any possibility of people being able to walk easily in front of his house.
I will readily admit that I’m probably more irritable than the average person, but damn! Everyone around me seems to be going out of their way to do irritating things!
*Every fucking time a dog comes at me, that’s what the owner says. How about you keep your fucking dog under fucking control and don’t let the little fucker run at strangers?
It’s not a bug, you’re being ghosted. Google it to find out the particulars, but it usually means that either your IP range is red-flagged as probably spammy or you used too many of the wrong kind of keywords. I’ve had my ads ghosted a couple times when apartment-hunting. The only thing that fixed it was deleting the missing ads, rewording them a bit, and reposting them from another location.
Sorry, but it’s a bug if the damned thing won’t post my ad and won’t tell me why it’s not posted.
Wait… scratch that. It’s a worthless piece of shit if the damned thing won’t post my ad and then refuses to tell me why it’s not posted.
Thank you, flatlined. 
So, it turns out one of my friends was raped on her holiday.
I knew something had happened, but given some of the stuff she’d told me in the past, I thought it was just going to be another “bad sex” experience story.
Nope, full-on, she was shouting “no, stop” through the whole thing and he didn’t. (didn’t stop, that is)
She’s had herself tested for everything, isn’t pregnant, but it sounds like the GP was pretty shitty and just treated it as unprotected sex, and didn’t refer her to counselling or any rape crisis centres.
She’s not said the R word herself, so I didn’t. I hope I reacted appropriately, I just followed her lead, and wasn’t visibly angry, was just flippant about what shits men are, etc.
Now I’m wondering what to do - is it worth sending her links to rape-support websites, or is that out of line? I wish I’d corrected her more when she was talking about being a slut, and drunk&vulnerable 
Oh, and FWIW, I hate the term date-rape.
Hm, I’ll have to see if any of the messed-up free books I have will let me do that.
I have no self control. I cried somuch today that I made my self vomit
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I am so sorry Sci Fi Sam. The death of a unloved parent is complicated and not easy to cope with. The fall out from my own mom’s death last June continues to haunt me.
I am feeling like hell this morning. It took two doses of nyquil to get to sleep and I have woken up to a hideous little cough, envervating fever and an aching sore throat. Of course this stupid fucking company does not give me sick days even though I typically work for them about 140 hours a month. Fucking bastards. I work at home which is nice but I’m still working anyway when all I really want to do is go back to sleep.
I hate this economy. I hate employers. I hate capitalism. There has to be a better way to organize societies.
Colonoscopy yesterday. One very small polyp. Was kinda feeling run down (naturally) afterwards and suggested I may end up calling in sick today. Turned out to be a self-fulfilling prophecy.
My mother finally got around to calling me, so that was a second stressor that was relieved yesterday. I think that’s the thing here - two major sources of stress done and gone in one day. Why couldn’t my boss have called and offered me the job? That would have been the trifecta! 
This morning I woke up to my alarm, covered in sweat. Knew I wasn’t going to make it in to work. It took 45 minutes of laying on the bed with the fan over me before I could cool down. Then everything I ate after the procedure yesterday decided to make its exit, in semi-liquid form.
Damn, I feel more drugged out right now than I did during and after the procedure when I was actually on drugs.
Cinnamon imp. Try calling a rape hotline. They can give you advice on how to help your friend. Speaking as someonr from the other side please listen comfort when you can.try to refute the self blaming when you can. I believed my own blame so much that I could not accept whathad happened was what it was until someone sat down and explained that I. had. Beeen. Raped. But this is ymmv from someone who has not slept in a long time. Ring expert ask advice