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I think I should actually look into seeing a therapist too, the more I think about it, I think the whole "I shouldn't take my meds" thing goes a bit deeper than politics and anti-psych discourse. Apparently "Don't take your meds, they're poison, they're trying to control you" is a common delusion of the mentally ill. And ya, that's the way it's always felt, like some delusional voice in my head. I dunno, it's early, either way I think I just gotta like do some more introspection y'know? I feel like I'm finally getting places.
Medication is sort of a binary thing where if you need it, you should really be taking it, and if you don't need it, you really shouldn't be taking it.

Everytime you take your meds, you seem to have a pretty positive experience with it, if they are helping and the side effects aren't too severe it's a good idea to keep taking them.
 
the problem is that wherever you go, you’re there. The urge to move abroad and burn everything down is like the urge to cut your hair off - it’s a sign that you’re unhappy.
I agree with you on 80% of the stuff you say here, but don't get this reasoning. The problem is that quote has been bastardized to hell and back. It's about being mindful of your surroundings and living in the moment. It doesn't mean "Don't ever leave your current surroundings that make you miserable because literally no change in culture, economy, job prospects or more areas catered around your interests will ever possibly make you happier ever so eat shit and fucking die."
If it really doesn't make a difference than it shouldn't matter what somebody does anyways.
This stuff kind of reminds me of when people bring up missing a pre-clown world and people waxing poetic about how the past has always been romanticized and there was never a point where people were objectively happier for obvious reasons.
All of those things you've described already apply to me right now
Same here. Just going to add in my two cents to the discussion.

But as someone who is probably going to be doing the same thing in July, I have to really disagree with all the nay-sayers here.
I was away from my hometown for literally four months of my life. And it was the most freeing, overwhelming peace I've ever discovered in my entire life. I've spent years gaslighting myself that I could find happiness in my hometown and was just a gym visit and a haircut away from being able to feel comfortable.
Here's what I'd ask... Why not just find out for yourself?
If you go and you're miserable and you notice it was never about the change in scenery and it was a lifestyle change... that will give you such a glow-up that wherever you go afterwards, you WILL carry yourself differently. Even if it's a depressing realization, it will be what's necessary to take the next steps in life.

The problem with bad cities/towns is they make you think every other place is just like them. To be fair, you can interact with the world in a better way and find more avenues opening up to you based on your attitude (like what's been happening with me lately). But if you feel like there's a stopgap on your life based on where you are, your body isn't lying to you. Otherwise you will find yourself ten years later looking back at a life that, while it was still pretty nice in it's own way, could have been a little more interesting and free.
You'll be fine. And if not... you'll still be fine.
At least you'll have your answer.
As some wise leafs once said "If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice."
 
hold the door open for a little old lady and she will hiss at you
Within 24 hours of being in California, studying a menu, an old lady looked at me and said "you don't look like a lot of fun". My friends still bully me about it. The culture shock is cute til it ain't. "Well I'm a shut-in already" says the 19-year old kissless virgin when asked why they wanna move elsewhere. Then why fucking move at all? To be Alone, Japan?
All of those things you've described already apply to me right now :lol: I dunno I'm not saying I'll move somewhere else forever, but I feel like experiencing living abroad for a couple years can't hurt me. If it ends up sucking then it will be one of those life lesson moments. Plenty of retards in my family that moved abroad and they're doing fine, why would I be any different?
Lots of youth here get that out of their system backpacking or working 4 months in a foreign country in their late teens here. Realize you're privileged by looking at starving asian farmers. Realize you're a superior aryan nordic superhuman when you see 'men' 5 ft tall walk around in spain. Have a funny story for life "that time I worked on Greenland". I'm at the point I'm fantasizing about moving back closer to my parents, getting into a mindset of "fuck my career; anything to be closer to family". Then I visit home and realize how dead and depressing the place is. I feel like that's what most people experience when moving abroad once the shine has worn off.
But as someone who is probably going to be doing the same thing in July, I have to really disagree with all the nay-sayers here.
Bro held hands with a girl and saw god.

Considering how pro-Japan the internet is, it speaks volumes of how desperate people are about moving there. They could study for 5 years and get a remote IT job in Japan before moving there, make real good money and do it in a legitimate way. Instead, they drop everything they have, do the JET teaching shit; get put in butthole nowhere, suffer for a year, fail to get a new visa and get kicked home. I love watching people talk poorly of Japan because it quite literally only succeeds because of the wacky media and kawaii type shit.

My Twitch suggestions have recently been nothing but IRL streams in which a european goes around in another european city, overwhelmed by how great, friendly and economic it is, but "bulgarian in switzerland" doesnt hit the same as "yank fuck in hong kong". I've had the idea of uprooting and moving elsewhere a lot as of late, but at the same time, I've coworkers who grew up and started families here, and if I look at my immediate geography through that lens, there's a lot of shit to do and see down here. I just don't have the friends or family to do so regularly.
 
Realize you're a superior aryan nordic superhuman when you see 'men' 5 ft tall walk around in spain
Nigga that's me I'm literally the 5 ft goblin in the Mediterranean why do you think I wanna move. And yeah I'd rather be alone elsewhere than here, again I don't mind loneliness at all I'm used to it, it would be the least of my issues to be honest
 
Im really getting tired of hearing. "Don't worry it gets better. You're still young you have so much time." I'm tired of being treated like a child by fucking boomers because I'm not as old and decrepit as they are. My dad died at 65 I'm about halfway in the grave.

I don't like feeling like I make excuses for myself, but I really don't know how things could have turned out any other way. It feels like every time I ever try something it ends in failure. I've tried doing my own thing and all it did was leave me alone. I try to be more agreeable and what people want me to be and they still won't even acknowledge me. I'm tired of being tested and told I have to grovel and beg and force myself on others because if I ever stop reaching out everyone will forget about me. But if I ever expect the same in return I'm being unreasonable and pushing people away.

Am I really just here to suffer? Did God make me so that I could see all the joys in life and dangle it outside my reach like a carrot to torment me? Did He really think I was ever going to make it? When I die will I be punished for wasting my life and cashing in early? Or will He agree the deck was stacked against me and I did all I could? I'm stuck too scared to live, too afraid to die. My whole life is a train wreck in slow motion. I don't want to struggle anymore and keep failing trying to fix it. I just want it to be over.
 
I accomplished something this weekend. My kitchen sink tends to clog up often, usually it can be cleared somewhat by boiling water and/or chemicals. I try and use the chemicals sparingly as we're on septic tanks out here. So I finally tore the trap apart, cleaned it out and then had to deal with the actual clog, somewhere in the bowels of the house, due to it being galvanized and cast iron the pipes are rough and tend to gunk up easily. I tried my little baby drain snake which did nothing, as usual. Then I tried one of those hose end balloons that plugs the pipe and injects water in. This seems to work fine until you turn it off. Apparently if the clog is after the vent then the water, obviously, fills the vent, and when you turn off the balloon the water all comes back out quickly, all over the kitchen. Next step was a bucket and turning it off slowly so it drained into the bucket instead. After several iterations apparently the clog came loose and all flowed freely again. And I didn't have to try and use my industrial(Harbor Freight) drain auger. Needless to say I really need to get time to figure out how to clean out the kitchen and living room so they can be remodeled and get the last of the fucky pipes replaced.
Also, flew for nearly an hour in some lovely turbulence and began preparing to go visit Mom next weekend, plane or car will depend on the weather.
 
Bro held hands with a girl and saw god.
I posted a bit of a sparky, long winded "fuck you" because I felt I was being under attack but I shortened it to what the main point was.

Of course people dropping everything to move to a completely new country without any plan is dumb to a lot of people, because it kind of is dumb. But so are most the decisions that end up improving your life. You don't know a success story until the end.
What is with this weird modern war on drastic actions? People seem to think you shouldn't pursue big dreams and make giant sacrifices because no matter what accomplishment you achieve, your brain by default will not continue to make the happy chemicals forever... so why even try if you can't have ever encompassing bliss?
Miserable people who hate stagnating in life and the general monotony and chaos of working in an America fucked over by socialism and reagonomics shouldn't move abroad somewhere that might cater to their quality of life more... because it will be messy and hard and every bad thing that could ever possibly happen will, so they should all just stay in this shithole like the rest of us and be miserable here, even though they'll be miserable literally anywhere they go anyways so they should just not want anything. They should just plan their life away and wait for the perfect time and place to do anything, which won't happen because life happens while you're planning it.
Don't work in the arts. Don't move. Don't get rid of most of your things. Don't change your career. Don't leave the past behind. Don't do things on a whim when you feel you have nothing to lose.

Jesus christ people, just say you don't like that people are actually willing to change their circumstances and you're not (not directing this at you but at all the curmudgeons I've seen here who obviously aren't happy but dislike the idea of other unhappy people doing something big to possibly make themselves a little less unhappy).

It's not just you but it's this entire modern cynical crab-bucket outlook that's just short of "You'll own nothing and be happy, please eat the bugs". It's like people think anyone wanting something more than watching Netflix/ scrolling the internet everyday, job hopping and trying out a new soft hobby every couple of years and maybe commiting to something are insane and/or retarded.

People can do that, but if they tend to be unhappy or despondent about their current life circumstances, it seems kind of ironic that they would make fun of people doing something that at worst will make them about as apathetic as you are.
 
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What is with this weird modern war on drastic actions?
What I’m saying is there is a difference between running away FROM something and moving positively TOWARDS something.
One you have no plan, and sometimes that works and sometimes it doesn’t but you will still be the same person at the end of the move. The latter is a positive move driven not by a desire to obliterate your past but to experience new things.
If your reason for moving is that you want a disconnect from past you, you risk being very disappointed
 
I ended up sleeping through my birthday more or less a few days ago due to being too cold to sleep the night before, then I felt dead all day yesterday and stayed up to try and fix my sleep schedule and get something done, and now it's 5 AMa nd I'm just as dead as i was when I woke up, and didn't get anything done. The forecast changed from windy and rainy the whole weekto just sunny and not windy or humid on this ONE FUCKING DAY so i missed a shot to paint things again. Even ont he days when i managed to paint a few weeks back i fucked up the paintjob like a retard somehow despite doing everything "right". Hellish stagnation.

It's fucked when my small positives are shit like getting blind box cheapo model kits and finding out about knockoff transformers that are the same general quality as the official ones somehow to the point people pair them up alongside their $300+ ones despite them technically being too short for them. Still remember when I could get shit doen even if ti was over a decade back.
 
Last day at work today, called it quits at noon because fuck these "people". Celebrating with a tall glas of Ballantine's and Coke Zero. I don't know how you other people who are gainfully employed do it but my level of hatred for the general population has gone through the roof these past couple of months thanks to having to deal with people all day, i am beyond done with this bullshit. At least i made a pretty penny because it was all under the table.
 
My pc monitor decided to start flickering on me as I turned on my PC today.
I tried updating my drivers and all that jazz, none of my settings have changed since yesterday and so on.

Shit fixed itself 15 minutes later, wtf.
I hate how dumb I have become with regards to modern technology. User friendliness is the opposite of friendly when it means you become dumber. I just wanna play my old video games and browse the farms, is that too much to ask.

I woke up in a mood and I guess I'll stay in that mood. Monday blues on a tuesday.
 
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Ahhh… public facing jobs. nothing like them for giving you a spot of misanthropy
I used to work service (restaurant business) for many years but i did not remember it, or rather the general public, being this shitty and hard to deal with. I think i am really getting old. Thank God i don't live in the US where this shit is supposed to be taken with a smile, i "spoke my mind" on more than a few occassions.
 
restaurant business
God Bless you for putting up with people in food service. Honestly it isn't the "guests" that get to me, it's my coworkers. Good Lord on High are they clique-y and controlling and bitchy.
Just yesterday I told one of them I could cover her for today, and I let her know that I was gonna be out on Thursday.
I get my phone blown up by her telling me that "why are you calling out" and "I was supposed to leave after breakfast Thursday" (she never mentioned this prior. And just a few minutes ago, I get a text from my boss saying she's sick and going to be out a few days. Real convenient.

At this point stress and depression has a hold of me, and I've just been spiritually weak. I've missed the past few Sundays, and I truly want to go. But at the same time, I have this immense desire to just be a hermit on my days off, strange, distant, and invisible to the outside world.
 
That used to be my most hated part of working in kitchens or as a waiter, funnily enough i got along great this time with my coworkers and they were the least problem of the job this time. Most were FOBs right out of Africa and the Middle East, with mostly a questionable grasp on the language spoken here, but for some reason we got along swimmingly. This was quite unusual to experience for me. Abdelkarim from Morroco and Joseph from somewhere out of Nigeria were my niggas, no doubt about it.
Reread my initial post and it sounded like i quit today but nah, this was meant to be a short gig from the beginning, was asked if i want to stay for the summer months and despite me knowing i could've made bank i gave a resounding and what amounts to in my language "FUCK NO!" when asked by my boss at the beginning of this month if i want to stay. I am literally too old for this shit, just don't have it in me anymore no matter the money. I used to be able to handle this shit much, much better in the past.
 
God Bless you for putting up with people in food service. Honestly it isn't the "guests" that get to me, it's my coworkers. Good Lord on High are they clique-y and controlling and bitchy.
You can have pleasant customers, pleasant coworkers, or neither. Under no circumstances will you be allotted both.
 
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