Right I know....my problem is that LB is super picky...he won’t eat hardly any veggie...so when I do a stir fry for him it all meat...where I do a fucking rainbow of veggies....
when he has a “salad” it’s drowned in ranch and covered in bacon....I’d be dead in a week
Ah jelly...
i cut out starches at night time so I can’t have rice, noodles, potatoes, bread....nothing....but LB wanted sketti so I making spaghetti with meat sauce....but I’ll probably just have a protein shake and call it a night
Ooh ow...my feelings....the joys of the internet...Your text hurts me deeply...how will I ever go on...
you put your own feelings into the words on the screen....what hurts you clearly doesn’t hurt me
It isn’t...surprisingly enough....
what I lack is the capacity to sit and listen to people piss and moan and whine and cry about shit they don’t wanna fix themselves
You talk about it all the time “oh I’m bipolar”...I can’t function in society like everyone else who does can....
look dude....you’re not alone. You’re not the first case ever and are a mystery to modern medicine. If you wanted to do better you would. But you don’t...and you’re perfectly content dwindling away in that basement alone, cashing in your checks from the gov’ment
Never said it in this thread...but ok...you wanna drag more into idc...
fact is he IS lazy...he pissed and moaned about having to go downtown to get his disability that he rightfully wouldn’t need if he just went to fucking therapy...he could have a job, a home, and the right damn meds if he bothered to actually work on it