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Case ([personal profile] case) wrote in [community profile] fandomsecrets2016-09-14 06:34 pm

[ SECRET POST #3542 ]


⌈ Secret Post #3542 ⌋

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Re: Please tell me I'm not the only one...

[personal profile] belladonna_took 2016-09-15 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Yes.

I can't remember the last time I didn't have a major life problem to worry about.

I try to be understanding when people complain about getting a cold or some guy they just met liking someone else, but sometimes I wish I could trade lives with them and just skip around and do cartwheels and eat my body weight in pizza and hang out with their not dead and not crazy family.

Then I think there's probably some poor unlucky bastard who would want to be me to enjoy moving an arm to scratch their nose when it itches or eating any food at all.

Re: Please tell me I'm not the only one...

(Anonymous) 2016-09-15 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, this. People ask me why I'm so boring and I just feel like for those people, "excitement" =/= cops, emts, emergency rooms, or mopping up blood and other bodily fluids. Family =/= mentally ill, addicted abuse survivors who take their shit out on each other. Fuck exciting. Give me quiet and stability, please.

But yeah, at least I have a floor to mop and I can do the mopping myself. I have a job and it's not at a sweatshop. Someone somewhere probably deals with all the shit I do and a whole heap more that I can't imagine.