Life is fucked sometimes yo
This weekend, I flew out to visit the city i want to live in. I toured four apartment buildings, ate at a few restaurants, saw the coast. I walked up and down the city streets. I went to a bar and talked to some women, but they seemed disinterested so i left. Im coming home today.
I have mixed feelings about this. Ive been telling myself that moving to this new city will help me make friends, have a social life, and generally be happy. The new city is nice but i guess i worry that i wont be happy regardless and i will come to regret it.
Im 25 and frankly i feel like ive mostly wasted my life being a near-friendless perma single creep. Sometimes im ok with this and i just relax. Some says i can see myself alone on my death bed wishing i had something good to look back on other than minecraft. Human life is so fleeting and fragile, our grip so sickeningly tennuous that every day spent not enjoying it is a tragedy.
I took the bus to the airport this morning and while i was there, the friend who lives with me called. Her cousin, who i know and adore, has liver cancer and something called budd chiari syndrome. Without treatment, she would have a few years to live, and even with it, her odds arent thay great from what i can tell.
She has to go see her surgeon on wednesday at 9 AM for her consultation. Her workplace isnt giving her time off but she has to go through with it anyway if she wants to live. Shes dirt poor and idk what shes gonna do. She really wanted my friend (her cousin) to come with her to the consultation, but she cant bc her workplace wont let her.
I will accompany her if she will permit me. I dont feel great about missing so much work, but they wont fire me over it or anything. This is... an absolute crisis and i cant accept seeing her have to go alone.
I also want to ask her if she wants to crash at our apartment after the surgery. She lives with a bunch of roommates but i dont think theyre very caring. She also has a boyfriend but idk anything about him and would want to give her other options.
Shes a really sweet lady. I hope she gets out of this ok somehow.
I have mixed feelings about this. Ive been telling myself that moving to this new city will help me make friends, have a social life, and generally be happy. The new city is nice but i guess i worry that i wont be happy regardless and i will come to regret it.
Im 25 and frankly i feel like ive mostly wasted my life being a near-friendless perma single creep. Sometimes im ok with this and i just relax. Some says i can see myself alone on my death bed wishing i had something good to look back on other than minecraft. Human life is so fleeting and fragile, our grip so sickeningly tennuous that every day spent not enjoying it is a tragedy.
I took the bus to the airport this morning and while i was there, the friend who lives with me called. Her cousin, who i know and adore, has liver cancer and something called budd chiari syndrome. Without treatment, she would have a few years to live, and even with it, her odds arent thay great from what i can tell.
She has to go see her surgeon on wednesday at 9 AM for her consultation. Her workplace isnt giving her time off but she has to go through with it anyway if she wants to live. Shes dirt poor and idk what shes gonna do. She really wanted my friend (her cousin) to come with her to the consultation, but she cant bc her workplace wont let her.
I will accompany her if she will permit me. I dont feel great about missing so much work, but they wont fire me over it or anything. This is... an absolute crisis and i cant accept seeing her have to go alone.
I also want to ask her if she wants to crash at our apartment after the surgery. She lives with a bunch of roommates but i dont think theyre very caring. She also has a boyfriend but idk anything about him and would want to give her other options.
Shes a really sweet lady. I hope she gets out of this ok somehow.
