Let my arsperger to go out.
I started talking. Very ackward i am.
I let them discover I’m actually a trio of squirrels inside a speedo, manipulating a mannequin using string.
Never again
Skip all my classes for a semester and play TES: Oblivion instead. When I failed to graduate on time she was like “our life paths don’t line up” and was outta there.
I was going through some shit, and in retrospect, it may have been the shit I was going through and not the wasted semester, which was just a symptom, that was the problem. I continued that downward spiral until I spent a stint homeless.
Oh, that was over a decade ago. With a lot of help, a lot of hard work, and a lot of luck I crawled out of the hole I’d dug.
Our lifestyles never lined up. No thanks to European vacations and dreams of a mansion house on a hill somewhere. Going into debt for this shit? Going into debt for any reason? Ridiculous. Get off the treadmill and chill for once in your life. There is more to life then sprinting from one place to another trying to min max what little time your wage slave jobs allow you between your regularly scheduled beatings every shift.
But others are wired differently then me I guess. And good for them, this world is not meant for people like me. I’ve come to peace with it, but the remaining loved ones in my life refuse to accept my acceptance.
