At the end of last year all I had was hope and patience. Through sheer luck and the kindness of complete strangers my living situation has finally stabilized.
The things that happened last year really did a number on me and now it takes time to recover once again. Sometimes I wonder if we’ll ever have a society where it is ok to be human.
Luckily I don’t drink or anything like that but it’s seemingly near impossible to get my arse into first gear to take care of the few responsibilities that I have.
Fortunately I’ve learned to take care of the basics like eating healthy, sleeping well, making friends, and knowing that through it all, even on the worst of days, that things will eventually improve. That it’s all worth it.
I just hope my client can find that final bit of patience, as I honestly don’t know what to tell them any more. I feel terrible about it, but also I want and need to work and so they’re kinda stuck with this situation too. All I can hope for is that when things start moving again that I can work multiple days per week. That would solve the issues for everyone involved.
A place where I lived they installed eur 600k worth of cameras. I mean every little corner was covered.
Well one day I got beaten up and the police didn’t care when I tried to report it. And another day I found a backpack so I brought it to the police and this woman was incredibly rude to me.
I mean for 600k they could have a full time patrol there!
On a tad bit related note I remember reading that it was common for people to be buried with all of their possessions and that women occasionally had hunting equipment buried with them.
I’m just adding it here because I feel it’s connected to the idea that eating lots of meat is naturally manly. Apparently it’s just an exaggerated fantasy that’s part of our own modern culture and the reality seems to be that we were effectively ‘flexitarians’ and that women to some extent hunted too.
I’m excited about the new year. I’ve made some new friends and want to explore that. And I might be falling in love but a part of me also hopes that’s not the case.
I’m interested in something like that too but lack experience with it.
I’m wondering how you balance between letting things flow organically and sometimes forcing communication. Because I really value the former, but I feel extra communication might be required for poly.