One, my ex decided it’s more important for our 2 year old to spend Christmas with her new guy’s family. Two, she has all my movies music and video games. Last night she said she’d be here at 7 to drop some of it off so I’d at least have something to do. Then ignored calls and texts till noon only to inform me she was too busy. I offered to meet her anywhere at any time but that wouldn’t allow her to max out the pain so that’s out. Three, I’m starving. In pissing away the whole morning I wasn’t able to get to a food bank. I literally have a solitary nickle, 4 packs of Ramen, a bag of flour and a package of taco seasoning. Not even the customary half bottle of ketchup. I watered that down already to make tomato soup. All my family is out of state and the food banks don’t open again till Monday. Oh, and the aforementioned soup was made on Wednesday.
I’m pretty sure the drop in centers will still be open over the holidays, so you can probably go in for dinner and/or lunch. If it’s still early enough, they might still be open tonight and you can head in for dinner.
I’d bring you something if you weren’t a hundred miles each way from me. Maybe somebody else lives close enough to run you something and reads this. Milwaukee is certainly big enough that other Dopers live there.
Ah buck up kiddo. Just because shit sucks doesn’t mean you’re screwed. Your worst Christmas ever is still beyond comparison with those of the Muslims and Hindus. When you’re feeling peppy again, we can both go back in time and abort baby Jesus together!
Duffer, I’m going to be frank, earnest and honest with you. There are more than a few on this site that will be more than willing to pat you on the back and say to you “poor baby.” Is that what you really want or more importantly, what you really need?
Flat out, *punches you in the shoulder. HARD! Cowboy up! 1/10 of your post was about your child, the rest was whining. The part about your ex and your child is difficult, the other part is about self pity. You aren’t the only one that’s gonna have a shitty Christmas, it truth it’s just another day for most people. Hungry? I am willing to bet you don’t truly know what real hunger is.
Want to feel better? Go help others that are truly worse off than you are. Trust me, there are more of them than there are of you.
Sorry dude, but self pity is THE worst form of self indulgence. Step up or step aside.
The rest of you in the peanut gallery feel free to hate me.
Well I certainly won’t get into a pissing match with you. Especially about whether or not I know what hunger is. You would know better than I my experiences is. The main reason I posted is the same reason people go to therapy or call up an old friend. I wanted to get it off my chest. I’ve got twice the lethal dose of lithium and thrice the magic number of Adderall. I made the mistake of bing so wrapped up in her that all my friends were her friends and the depression has just been too much to get around to making new ones. So while I appreciate the kind words and helpful advice I think I’ll remain posting if it’s all the same to you.
Geez, Mister Owl, thanks for the heads up to any who might be suicidal (DO NOT call Mr Owl for a shoulder to cry on! He’ll tell you to jump/shoot already, ya whiney loser.)
I’ve had a few sucky Christmases/holidays, and relatively speaking, this one is better than a few (it’s the 3rd since my DH died, so the fact that I can manage not to burst into tears every 10 minutes is SOMETHING, I guess) but it still sucks.
Stone broke (been waiting all day for my student funding to be credited to my account…was released by the University today, and is supposed to be credited same day, but I guess they took off early or some such shit. So no gifts until Monday at the earliest (I could give a shit, as could my 18 yr old son, but my 11 yr old daughter is WAY disappointed) and no big dinner as I had hopes. (we are down to potaotes, ramen, cheese and a few veggies…cheezy potatoes and veggies it is.)
I totally GET IT that we are FAR better off than many…we have a lovely home/roof over our heads, are NOT, literally, starving(yet), are healthy and have one another. I realize LOTS of families have lost a parent/spouse. But damn it, it’s OK to acknowledge that, “No, I am NOT having a holly jolly fucking Christmas, sorry if that pisses on your parade”, and not get attacked for it.
Dude, you can find a million reasons to feel sorry for yourself, but if you can find one good one to get on with things it can really weigh more. Go with the pat on the back or the slug in the shoulder, either one means little to me. Which one means more to you? Either way I wish you well whether you believe that or not.
ETA… I think this also addresses IO’s post as well.
When I was a starving student (and usually alone on the holidays) I volunteered at a soup kitchen. In addition to the warm feelings it gave me, they also always let the servers get a plate. Is there somewhere you can volunteer (and possibly eat)…Salvation Army, etc?
duffer - If you truly have no food and no money, it’s better that your child isn’t with you. You made the choice to “piss away the whole morning” and not see to your basic needs. How can you care for a toddler that would need food, diaper changes, etc, let alone try to give the baby a decent Christmas.
Maybe if you get yourself together you can get some time with your child.
The Milwaukee Rescue Mission serves a free Christmas meal.
I’m sorry you’re having such a sucky Christmas, duffer. If you’re looking to wallow, have a really good wallow, then get back at it, working to make your life better instead of wasting your time counting up all the ways it sucks. Hey, at least you have the internet! If you can’t find something interesting on the entire world’s computers, you aren’t really trying. This game has been wasting too much of my time lately.
StGermain, I get what you’re saying except that if I had someone else’s life and well-being dependant on my actions today I would have done things differently. But she wasn’t with me so it’s kind of a moot point. I understand you don’t know me so you’ll have to take it on faith that I’m not an idiot. Regardless what our liberals think.
I suppose I could return her gift for the money but then I can’t give her anything and that’s simply not an option, this is my little girl. Don’t waste time trying to reason it out.
I have decided how to celebrate. I’m going to midnight Mass. We all pay lip service to rediscovering the true meaning of Christmas. Well it’s time I start taking action on my lofty rhetoric. I always feel better after Mass anyway.
I didn’t catch who it was that posted the link but I’m doing all this on a cheap-ass phone and can’t do anything involving flash or java. Did I mention she’s decided to keep my laptop. But thanks for the effort.
One more thing because I’m too lazy to start a Pit thread. Why do some people immediately respond to a complaint with “Toughen up, others have it worse.” Yes I’m blessed in many ways. So fucking what?!? If I’m in the ER with a broken leg and another guy comes in with his leg cut off should I pack up and go home? Sure, I got him beat in the number of limbs and would be considered luckier than him, but that doesn’t negate the fucking pain I’m in.
You think you have it bad. My dotty uncle Billy lost an $8,000 deposit, just as my savings and loan business is due for an audit. I’m about to be arrested for fraud. I live in a rundown house with a four kids and a wife who’s never had nice things. We never even had a honeymoon! I’m about to lose everything. Better for everyone if I’d never been born!
Hang in there, Duffer. Christmas has a way of making us feel like shit if things aren’t going well. Things will get better.
Mister Owl: Putting the “Christ, what an asshole!” back in Christmas.
I don’t disagree in a practical sense, but some situations call for a modicum of empathy and sensitivity. It’s totally normal to feel very low in this situation. This season can be a bitch to get through when things are a mess.
duffer, you will get through it. I’m sorry this year sucks so hard for you.
I truly appreciate you “you poor baby” type people, really I do. I have leaned upon people like you more times than I care to admit in the past. However, life is hard, nasty and tough, you either rise up against it or succumb beneath it. Regardless of what you face, you have a choice. Choose.
