So yeah I’m (finally) done rambling. So they covered things up for two decades. I don’t own a gun, and neither am I the type to be shooting around, really, but you probably can understand what I mean. I used to be very friendly. I’d argue I still am, although PTSD really does not make life a lot better.
So there is a lot of proof actually. Obviously not everything went all right in my life, but they really went way over the line.
So yeah.
I’ll share some stories here and there still, but in a slow pace. It just depends a bit on my mood. But I think the bulk is clear now, at least to me, and to others it always was.
I’d argue that over the past 13 years people have displaying more how they think themselves than that they figured out what I’m thinking. Which is sad of all those wasted years, but if it’s like that then it’s like that.
They have been friendly around here in general, especially at the local university. So to rebuild my life I’m gonna pick up slash continue with the only real skill that I have (apart from trashtalking and playing chess and writing nonsense), which is languages. I might add a bit of IR here or there.
And hopefully things will be calming down soon enough.
