Exercise. I went from 0-1 days per week to 30 minutes every day for the past 6 weeks, only skipping two days over that time.
@Moobythegoldensock @ericbomb that’s amazing!!! I hope you keep it up :) starting a new habit like that and keeping it consistent ain’t easy - glad you’re nailing it so far.
I haven’t ate meat in 6/7 days, broke down and had a BLT yesterday. Tough to give up the bacon completely but I’m working on it.
I am proud of you!
Survived another week
This was going to be my answer, so I’m replying to your comment in solidarity.
I wish I could say I believe things will get better for me if I just persevere, but I don’t think I do. As long as I’m here though, there is a non-zero hope that someday, I’ll be able to live and not just survive. I hope the same for you too.
A worthy achievement in and of itself. Keep it up, I believe in you!
Avoided being hung over, which I guess I could attribute to not drinking.
I was hoping to do that today, but alas I’m lemmying while i await a curbside happyhour order.
Exercise. I’ve now done it 8 weeks straight, and I think I have it locked in as a long term habit.
Never had that before in my life and I’m 48 now. It’s never too late to get going folks.
I was fired in June for a mixed non-descript bag of reasons from my previous employer of 8 years. The reasons they told me were not what they told the DOL. They told the DOL that I was fired for attendance issues, which is weird since I hadn’t been absent since March, and the company’s on-site nurse told me not to come to work. I used 2.5 days of my yearly allowable 6 days of sick time within 6 months. They also told them I falsified records.
What’s really weird is that it happened to coincide with my complaint of workplace harassment by a former boss.
The worst part was they lied to the DOL and told them I admitted to falsifying records. Little did they know, I recorded audio of my HR meeting so I could prove that I didn’t admit to falsifying records.
Anyways, after months of fighting for unemployment benefits (they didn’t even give me a severance), I won my appeal hearing. My previous employer didn’t even give the DOL an in service phone number, so they didn’t even attend the hearing.
They really were banking on me not trying to fight them. After months of me sounding like an insane person to everyone I talked about it to, I finally got vindication.
And before you think this must be some small operating business where my boss just didn’t want to show up to lose, this is a large publicly traded company with thousands of employees and is an industry leader in the field. The site I worked for was a drop in their revenue bucket with a mere 70 million in net revenue.
I may be jobless right now, with 5 kids, a mortgage, and had my name dragged through the mud, but I’m so fucking proud of myself for sticking up for myself and proving that I was fucking right the entire time.
They still haven’t been able to fill my position, have had more people quit and are in dire straights according to an inside source.
Oh and the kicker? Turns out the last woman they fired complained about the same person, but they gave her a giant severance package even though she was only employed with them less than a year.
Can’t wait to see that place bleed itself to death.
Ive actively started doing something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time now. I’ve always had a specific idea for a youtube channel, i made half assed attempts before to do something, but only last week actually started writing a script and got further than like 5 lines. I don’t know if and when I’ll be posting anything, but that’s not what matters. I used to love to write, just anything, be it poems, short stories, informative content. Over the years I kinda just stopped as I got more busy and other stuff got priority in my life. Finally I feel like I’ve found that old enjoyment again that writing used to being me. That’s what matters to me and that’s what I’m proud of.
That’s awesome!
Keep writing and don’t be afraid to publish something even it’s short. Momentum matters!
I threw a work party and it turned out to be really fun. Everyone got drunk and silly, some people danced, someone people sat by the campfire, everyone ate way too much food. It reminded me why I love my workplace so much.
Username doesn’t check out but I’m glad for you. Finding a good job with good people is a great thing
First time at a personal trainer.
I am writing this from the grave.
Well done lad.
After picking up the guitar 3 years ago, I recorded a song yesterday for the first time. Feels good, man.
Just about kept my shit together. It’s been a really shitty week.
Good on you, brosis. That’s already a fine achievement
Thank you, your comment gave me a lovely warm feeling in my stomach. I’ll get through this.
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Congrats!
Finally scheduled the two root canals I need. I get pretty bad anxiety talking on the phone, especially to strangers so doctor’s appointments are always hard. But I finally did it so I’ll be done with this pain soon.
Helping someone escape domestic abuse and care for her animals while her dangerous lunatic ex keeps wrecking her house and farm, actually risking to put the entire mountain on fire, and the police keeps typing a pile of documents about the ongoing case without actually doing anything. I’ll keep doing it even if I end up tearing the ‘Call us if you experience domestic violence’ posters off of the police station walls tomorrow to shove them up the arses of the smug bastard clowns in uniform who are supposed to guarantee the safety of vulnerable people. Been a long week and no end in sight.
Couple weeks ago I helped a friend escape a DV situation too, although it wasn’t a “house and a farm”, more of an “apartment”. Still, he had wrecked the place so my spouse and I spent a week cleaning it and organizing my friend’s stuff (and my spouse continued for another week after I had to go back to work). We found evidence of a lot of horrible shit this guy did that he left behind, but our friend didn’t want to harm him or something so we respected her wishes on that not going to the police. (Who probably wouldn’t have done anything anyways)
It was exhausting, emotionally draining, hard work but I was glad to do it, I imagine you feel similarly
I have accompanied my friend to the DV support office today and listened through a detailed account of what he did. It’s tough to listen to. Tough to come to terms with the fact that there is so little actual help available, and all of it is excruciatingly slow to arrive and locked behind bureaucratic barriers. Tough to come to terms with the fact that so many women, myself included, easily fall prey to bullshit artists on a power trip, or man sized toddlers with puppy eyes, or a mix of the two. And it’s always women who I would have thought far beyond such situations. I feel I still haven’t understood what went on inside of myself as I lived through this shit and didn’t leave, and I haven’t understood what happens inside of these guys, how they can turn from decent person into absolute shitshow within days or months.
I expect to see rather more of this as people get driven to the edge by the ongoing financial, social, political crisis all around us.
I’m teaching myself French. J’ai étudié le français pendant quatre ans when I was younger, but it’s been years. Maintenant, mes enfants want to learn French, so I’m re-learning with them. And just in the last week, we started making plans for a trip to France! Je suis content!
Rules for visiting France -
If you want to visit a city, it’s Lyon or Bordeaux
If you want to visit the countryside, it’s Provence and Haute Savoie
Huge généralisation btw but just… don’t go to Paris
Lol! My wife and I have actually been to Paris before and liked it a lot, but we stayed away from the regular tourist stuff and stuck to the weirder, off-the-beaten-path things you can do in Paris (the catacombs, poking around Roman ruins, etc).
We’re actually considering Versailles because we’ve heard it’s like being in a more relaxed and easy-going Paris, and the gardens appeal to my wife - as in, she’s thiiiiiiis close to simply insisting on it.
But neither of us had considered Lyon or Bordeaux, and I’ll add them to my list. What are they like?
