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.
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!
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!
You can do it! Just don’t get discouraged if you break here and there!
You know when a friend’s loved one dies and you tell them the usual sentiments about being there for them, anything you need etc? But there’s rarely anything you can do, especially if you’re not in their immediate circles where you could be making food or helping with estate etc.
Friend needed to do some job applications quite urgently, but was obviously not in the right headspace to do a great job. Friend asked me to help review drafts (I write for a living) and between us we got out 3 very solid applications.
I’m proud my skills had real and immediate use to someone. This white collar shit can feel pretty ineffectual sometimes, but this was a tangible help to someone so I’m proud of myself.
Words have power, when you use them to support others. After translating marketing lies for a living for too many years I’m always glad when my language skills can be put to good use to help someone.
Government mouthpiece; I hear you.
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Congrats!
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.
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
Yeah it changed my life!
First time at a personal trainer.
I am writing this from the grave.
Well done lad.
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.
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.
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.
Been there before, buddy. I’m proud of you for making the first steps.
Quick tip: you’re not supposed to feel pain during the actual procedure. I have what the dentists call “long nerves” and had a brief moment of blinding pain but I spoke up and they juiced me more. No more pain 🙏
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.
Wow. Awesome of you to do this…
No, really I just happened to have all the skills and resources needed (milk a goat, look like an at least vaguely threatening garden gnome when carrying a farm tool, have a spare rest room and some spare time etc.) and I’m glad I can. I’ve been in this situation without support and will try to help others get out if it’s within my power.
Yesterday I was a bit eaten up at the edges and flashbacking heavily after so much frustration with the aggressor and the police, thus having to write the above rant. We went and fed the animals today without more hassle and are all mentally in a better place.
She’s off to find a new place to live, and we’ll make sure the animals get moved there safely. It more often than not ends up like this - victim has to leave, as authorities cannot protect them adequately or don’t care enough to do so.
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.
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!
After picking up the guitar 3 years ago, I recorded a song yesterday for the first time. Feels good, man.
I haven’t stabbed anyone!
it can be hard some days but I believe in you
