I’m only alive because successfully killing myself is hard. Bernadette, she/her, smash bros addict, dog person, work addict, ruined beyond repair, stuck in the past. I will defend Amazon and Nintendo like they’re the parents I never had. They did, and will do, nothing wrong, ever.

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Cake day: November 11th, 2024

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  • Anything labeled as “black excellence” often has the person in an unhealthily overworked and vulnerable state, with the message being if this person can work at McDonald’s with a baby then all of your problems are non issues and you have no excuse to be suffering.

    The black community defends this abusive shit because they take pride in being “strong”. They’d overwork their children to near death for a high school diploma, and when the children have zero energy for anything else in their lives they’re so lazy. They are power hungry dictators as parents because they believe the trauma will make the children “strong”.

    If any other race did that it’s abusive, but when black people do it it’s “empowerment”. The mother takes pride in being a Strong Black Woman and the baby will 100% use this upbringing to flex on their peers for Having A Hard Childhood.

    Oh, right, I’m white on the inside. I should go back in my lane playing animal crossing and listening to Taylor Swift. There is no toxicity in the black community.









  • I ask because there’s no way it’s just a phobia. Every single time anything goes well something bad happens to balance it out. Yesterday afternoon I went for a ride in the nice weather but it turned out my scooter wasn’t plugged in fully so I only had 50% plus the tires were flat so the mileage was awful. Couldn’t ride for as long as I wanted. Went to the gym and reached my goals and also bought some fast food in the same day despite these bad omens and some of the food leaked in my bag on the way home onto my gym clothes then my phone holder randomly broke so I’ll need a new one. Also my scooter tires were flat so I had to inflate them which took a long time and almost made me late to work. The valve is hard to unscrew and I got a blister on my thumb that hurts like hell. Also my back hurts horribly and it’s interfering with my job alongside that stupid blister. Everything good comes with something at least 1.5x worse. My boyfriend is annoyed at how overprotective and overbearing I am of him, but every time I find someone I actually enjoy being around, they die. I can’t take it anymore.