I’m only alive because successfully killing myself is hard. Bernadette, she/her, smash bros addict, dog person, work addict, ruined beyond repair, stuck in the past. I will defend Amazon and Nintendo like they’re the parents I never had. They did, and will do, nothing wrong, ever.

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Cake day: November 11th, 2024

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  • I would have no other choice but to kill myself since I vented about a stupid MISdiagnosis of a stupid disorder whose label means literally nothing that took 20 years from me as society only sees that stupid disorder instead of a human being. My work friends will view me as less than the scum on their shoes. My managers will assume I just don’t like working because it’s not playing video games. Everyone will assume the stupidest things about me instead of just actually talking to me. Because why would they? I’m less than a rat. Literally, rat traps and poison are made to kill the rat painlessly and comfortably. Puppets controlled by that stupid disorder die painfully over several years and “they just need to get over it.” I wouldn’t be allowed to work or rent an apartment because society thinks I’m an overgrown infant. No 988 caller would take me seriously, in fact everyone will agree that I deserve abuse since the abuse is “helping”. No one would believe the diagnosis was a mistake. They’ll mistake my ptsd from living on the wrong side of society for that stupid disorder. They’ll mistake everything I enjoy for that stupid disorder. Like all the people I cut ties with and completely ditched, they’ll mistake me for that stupid disorder.