It's my birthday, unfortunately it doesn't lift my spirit. I keep thinking this will be my last birthday in a socioeconomic status where I have nice home, all the video games I can play, and a supportive family taking care of the bills, rent, and taxes that I could never do myself. Republicans could gut social security and I'd have nothing. I appreciate the fact that they "BELIEVE" in me that I can get a successful job on my own, but burger flippin' is no success story especially with minimum wage. I hear they're against not just raising the minimum wage, but just having a minimum wage. What do they expect to replace it with then? Do they really expect workers to be paid in peanuts (as their breakfast, lunch and dinner by the way)? Me getting a job is not happening. I'd be a burden in the workplace because my family and I know myself better than they do. I may have been raised in a conservative household but I've become increasingly against supply-side economic policies in recent years. Republicans overestimate me just like they overestimated everything else they tried and failed in the last 30 or 40 years. Can I drive a car? No. Can I socialize with people? No. Can I control my anger in the workplace during an inevitable encounter with workplace bullying? No. Will I get fired? Yes. Has my misophonia crippled me to the point where the answers to the last three questions are 100% valid? Yes and my disability will always be funny to people to where I detest public social interaction with strangers. Another 25 years could pass and people will still think it's funny to burp, clunk, tsk, cough, clear throat, etc. just to piss me off. This is why I'll never go to my high school reunion and no one can or will or should make me.
I know it says I'm 24 underneath my profile picture. It says my birthday is on New Year's. That's not right. I tried changing it as well as changing my Zippcast link to Vidme because Zippcast no longer exists anymore, but every time I update my profile, I get sent to a blank page where the only words are "Are you sure you want to do this?" or something and it won't let me do anything. Nothing goes right on my Birthday.
I'm slightly drunk as I type this post.
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I am sick, and in so being I am the healthy one.
If my darkness or eccentricity offends you, I don't really care.
I will not apologize for being me.
There is no such thing as perfect. We are beautiful as we are. With all our imperfections, we can do anything.
20 Dec 2016, 1:34 pm
