(through gritted teeth) sometimes what's good for your mental health isn't another do nothing day or a little treat sometimes what's good for you is putting in some of the work. Not all of it at once but sometimes you have to finish that essay or at least take the next step or you have to clean your room or at least dust the shelves or you gotta do the laundry or at least put it all in the hamper and it's not fun and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks but you have to because i read a post on the internet that told me that's what being nice to yourself is sometimes
With more and more Ao3 authors restricting their works to the archive (due to AI scraping), they're going to be losing guest interaction. And probably generally feeling down because. You know. AI is stealing their hard work.
So! Now is a great time to stop by your favorite authors/stories and drop them some comments! They really appreciate it!
So I'm in an extremely precarious situation.
I have a credit score of 445, I have no idea what place might accept a credit score that low for a refinance on my vehicle, and I am 200% officially screwed if I don't have a vehicle with where I live. I have 13 days to find a place that will refinance me.
There is a high risk that if I have no vehicle and cannot find a job, me and my bestie will lose our home.
If there are any resources for refinancing, or even remote jobs that I can work, any suggestions will help.
Otherwise, I'll need $13,620 to buy my car back. I don't think anyone would ever donate for that, nor would I expect it. But if anyone has some spare money to help, I would appreciate every cent of it.
If you can't help, perhaps spreading the word might help me out. I need something, anything, to keep me going at this point. I feel out of hope and out of options.
Thank you, even if you merely read this or scroll past, I'm thankful for the time you spent on me.
So like an hour ago I just lear🪨︵︵ned that— what the fuck was that. Someone just skipped a rock across my post did you see that
I feel like I know what I am but I don't know how to accept it. Nothing feels right anymore, so I'll stay nothing.
If I even LOOK at that one specific piece of media, I feel like my life's is getting drained.