…because of the thing with the money. And then losing my wallet, and then one of my plushie friends. It’s only going to get worse. I really hope I die before it does.
And in a bit over a week from now it’ll be the 1 year anniversary of the last time I saw my friend, the one who won’t talk to me anymore. One down, the rest of my lifetime to go. I know I’ll never see them again and while I think I’m over the cringey weird shit, I still think about them pretty much every day and it hurts so fucking much.
You know I’ll never get a car or a minivan or whatever. Definitely not before this winter—it gets harder to cope with every fucking year.
Fuck.
- TemutheeChallahmet [none/use name]·5 months ago
- Great, so the first issue is already in the process of being fixed, and you can maybe subtract it from the cloud hanging over you!
- You cannot control what your friend does, but you can begin putting into words what message you'd send them. Even if they never see your message, your healing demands that you write it out, even as a personal note.
- I think that is very achievable, if you pinpoint few cars first and save them in an online bookmarks folders, then divide the rough cost over the number of days you would like to obtain the car by. Perhaps you can do a combo of GoFundMe and odd work here and there (including filling out surveys, etc.). I will help share your GoFundMe if you make it.