06/21 - Mental Awareness Wednesday

Thanks Joe.

 

Good morning fellow earthicans!

 

Did you just assume my planet?

 

I got THREE

 

Title: $.70 Quick Marketing Survey about Consumer Behavior | PANDA Worker: Preview | Accept | Requester Requester: Behavioral Laboratory [A3823MZFTP65JZ] (Contact) TO 1: [Pay: 3.87] [Fast: 4.78] [Comm: 3.18] [Fair: 4.44] [Reviews: 79] [ToS: 0] TO 2: Not Available Description: Please provide your opinion in response to a typical situation that you might encounter as a consumer. Time: 60 minutes HITs Available: 55 Reward: $0.70 Qualifications: HIT approval rate (%) is not less than 98; Location is US;

 

Otherwise, you may have already completed another survey in this group and cannot complete this one. Please return the HIT.

 

On my 21st try since getting masters, I went 6 for 6 for the first time. I knew if I laid enough beatings into my pandas they would start doing what I want.

 

just caught my first masters JL

 

You're good people bruh! It legimitately always makes me happy to see you talking the good talk when it comes to mental health, as it's very near and dear to me as are all of you lovely people. Nobody should have to ever struggle alone, and I love our little forum here because it's as easy as reaching out to someone in the pms when you're struggling- they will answer you cause TH is a great place that way.

Spoiler: Super Personal BS

I've been avoiding talking about this here publicly, because it's just not my style but it's probably relevant to my mood lately. A little less than a month ago (and wow, does it feel like more than a month), I got assaulted at work. Things have been pretty terrible since. Scratch that, this is the worst things have been in a long time. I should have been safe at work, but I found out the hard way I wasn't and I found out the hard way that it wasn't. Being 4'9" seems super cutesy and fun until a 6'3" guy is cornering you and nobody responds to your screams. Luckily, Matt was nearby and it could have gotten much worse for me. Unluckily, the ptsd I thought I had under control is now back and better than ever. I pretty much jump through the ceiling any time I hear a noise. Matt and I no longer work at the airport, he resigned, they wanted to push the entire incident under the rug so that people wouldn't think poorly of the airport or refuse to go to events in the future. I know I'll be fine again eventually, but right now everything feels pretty terrible all the time. Talking to victim advocates for the state, after working as onein the past no less, was not the highlight of my life. Having people look at me so sadly when they look at my file and see, oh yeah, she's been assaulted 5 years ago, was not great for me. So, I post pictures of my cat and raunchy jokes because the alternative is crying my eyes out all day and that would be a shitty way to live.

Now that I've typed all that bs out, here'a a picture of Bearnie, because it's been a rough month, and who doesn't like silly cat pics?

 

I'm gonna need about a gallon of coffee.

 

damn page 16..........lots of money???