To be fair, our heat goes to conserve our inner organs. We may lose our hands first if we’re stranded in a blizzard, but we’ll survive the men, and hands are replaceable.
Well, I flew back from the holiday break at my mom’s house. It was stressful and not relaxing because she’s getting up there in age and there was a lot of stuff I needed to do with her.
Anyway, a few things happened with getting home that made the trip longer. Had to check in my carry-on at the gate because no room, so I had to wait for my bag to come through on carousel. Then, I had to walk 20 minutes to where my car was parked, because I took the cheap park-and-walk option like a chump. Finally got to my car, but by the time it was evening traffic, so it took me 45 minutes to get home.
I pull into the garage and am getting my bags out of the trunk, when my neighbor comes up with a cheery “hi!”. Then she rails into me about how much she hates my dog barking, and that it’s been 2 years of my dog barking, and I’m super inconsiderate because I don’t bring him in after he barks twice, like she does with hers, and all the neighbors think the same. Also, she rents another house close by with tenants who work night shift and go to sleep at 2am, so my dog barking at 9am is also inconsiderate.
I was so fucking tired. This dumbass lady… I hadn’t even been living here for two years. Her dog barks a ton, my dog sometimes replies to her dog barking. My dog barks but not for hours on end, just a normal amout before I get him in, which is a fucking miracle in itself because he’s a great pyrenees. I’ve spoken to the neighbors, none of them think my dog barks too much, and how tf am I supposed to know you rent to night dwellers?? Tell them to get a fucking noise machine and put it on blast while they sleep, it’s fucking 9am, there’s a shit ton of noise everywhere. They’re replacing the roof two houses down and start at 6, the day time is fucking loud. Also, lady, I haven’t been home for a week. DO YOU SEE THE SUITCASE IVE PULLED OUT OF THE CAR??
What I said though is “thanks for letting me know, have a good day.”
Being diagnosed with extreme MTHFR, getting on a high dose of methylfolate and the correct meds.
Went from having daily, very heavy brain fog to zero. Thought for years I was just lazy and stupid. Doing simple things left me more mentally exhausted than others, and I just thought everyone felt like I did, but were better at pushing through it.
Turns out, not lazy or stupid at all.
Went back to school, got my AA and into a field desperate to hire. Doubled my salary.
I’d probably be dead from infection, and at the very least horribly disfigured. Was in a boating accident when I was 6 and had 3rd degree burns across my entire body.