What is something you cannot get off your mind?

You could NEVER get ME to be a financial advisor for peoples' inheritances only. NO amount of money is worth that because of what I explained in the previous posts. That feeling of pressure to implicitly honor their legacy and life, by pure judgment of if the investment of inheritance goes up or down is WAAAAAY too much for me to handle and will not be a part of my life at all and CERTAINLY not my morals of living as easy and peaceful a life as possible. This would wear you down to nothing...

ANYTHING that pisses me the fuck off where I view that person as scum of the earth, as in a racist bigot or some other hateful scum of society, is when someone takes that accumulation of wealth and goods to give to said person and they spend it frivolously, totally disrespecting the amount of their life spent to accumulate that to give to you. It's like an indirect fuck you and IMMENSE disrespect to that dead relative's existence while alive. You wanted inheritance over their being alive now..

But it just reminds me of the bullet I dodged when I was disowned and then said since I was, not to include me in any inheritance, give that shit to other family. I probably would not have spent that money, or if I had to, would've done all in my power to make sure at bare minimum I replace the principal, and then even feel the intense pressure of making said money grow using my knowledge. Because it carries the weight of the love and overall past of effort from my dead relatives.

I just feel so grateful it's embarrassing really. For just a week's worth of rice packs, milk, and cookie snacks and cereal, all store brand, it was like 13 items for 43 FUCKING DOLLARS!!!!!!!!! It ate up all but $7 worth of my cards. At least I can use that for more food, but the best way to be the model bearer of hospitality is to spend it how it was meant to be spent and to be the most discerning with the windfall. That is the proper respect you show towards a gift given even by church...

I am so depressed and all sorts of negative emotions. Why? Because of time. The videos I looked at on Youtube are now like a year or so old and the music I used to listen to is now 14 years or more older! And it felt like a blink of an eye! So when assholes tell me to slow down or say I'm going too fast or some other dumb ass fucking shit at work most frequently, I feel like telling the worker suckups there, though I do say it to the public too, that I'm only moving at the speed of time.

Good news! They invented bluetooth headphones that FU KING DRAINS THR BAYTERY INSTEA DOF CHARGING IT THIS ASS BACKWARDS PEICE OF TECH OLOGY CAN BE YOURS FRO THE PRICE OF GIVE ME MY HEADPGONE JACK BACK GIVE IT BACK GIVE IT BACK!!!!

There are better ways to show how fucked up your behavior and ideology are than harming you physically. No need for violence. Canceling dates with feminists is becoming a fucking hobby of mine. Don’t judge me for my hobbies though. That’d be hypocritical and unfair, not that those are standards you care about or live by

Dont worry, I unmatched from the woman I matched with who counted coloring among her hobbies. Since apparently feminism is all about silencing dissenting voices I’ll continue to unmatch from women like her that I get matched with. 🤘

Keep holding men to the standard of ubermensch. I’m sure single women and moms like her appreciate it. Keep speaking on their behalf and tearing down men.

It's really fucking depressing, the memories, almost sitcom like with a specific place you go to, and people who you really connected with, all of that, situations and good times, just gone, mercilessly, like sands in the wind of time. I don't really try and think of it too much because it really fucks me up wondering what happened to all the people I've interacted with and how they're living life and that it's good and they're happy, like one I found on social media.Such unhappiness and tragic

One thing that makes me depressed is the sites I'm looking up, now in my city just for free gratification and stress relief, it's quite depressing that one of the locations seems to be right where, over 2 decades ago, I started my martial arts kung fu journey, met a supposed legend who's probably dead now of old age, and even his autistic, shy daughter. I hope everyone who I was classmates with, from young to old, are living or have lived their best lives.