I relate to this a lot, especially now that I am working hard to reverse some (fortunately relatively light) health issues while surrounded by folks without those issues who are openly on some kind of GLP-1. And the worst part is I shouldn't hold any resentment towards those people and their decisions/doctor's decisions, but it unfortunately adds to the negative light I view myself and my body in.
I am just not doing well. at all. have lost all desire to do much of anything. just apply for jobs, go for multiple walks a day - even tho it doesnt do much for me. want to go to bed early every day because i dont want to be awake, but struggle to actually fall asleep or stay asleep. just fuck everything right now.
I'm struggling a lot with the idea that my friends don't consider me to be as good a friend as I do them. I've always prioritized quality over quantity with friends, and so I have perilously few to begin with, and it's always been hard for me to see them busy with other friends instead. I constantly worry that they'll replace me with these other friends, and that my neurodivergence is too much to handle. It's hard because I don't really want a bunch of friends who I'm not super close to, but I often get lonely because I'm the one who has to initiate everything with my small number of friends.
I'm going grey, which is not a real problem, but serves as a constant reminder of the capitalist trap I'm stuck in and how I'll be spending most of my waking hours at a job that is slowly killing me in order to support my family as opposed to actually spending time with them. And that fucking sucks. And I have it better than a lot of people!!
As someone who’s going bald I’m jealous of people going grey. However your frustration and assessment of the capitalist march towards a stressful slog is valid.
Yeah, I do think I got lucky in that sense. Bald looks good on some folks and I would not be one of them.
Hate how i feel after doing an interview. Drained and pessimistic. Doing a postmortem in my head about where i possibly fucked up and the new waiting game of whether i move forward or am done.