also my coworkers: if you hurt that much, go to the doctors the doctors: yeah the tests came back "normal" so you're fine me: continues to suffer every day
me to my coworkers: yeah sorry I couldn't get everything done this morning, I'm having a really bad pain day my coworkers: you're so lazy it wasn't even that busy
boomers and their coffee warmups like no, you cannot refill your cup and call it a warmup that's a refill and we charge for that fuck off
"you're too young to be in pain like that" yeah okay bitch I didn't choose to have chronic pain
I haven't had my guinea pigs in my bedroom in years and I love hearing their little feets when they run around they're so cute (but also rumble at each other all the time which makes me want to shake them)
my customer service game is insane
not to be TMI on main but I can always tell when my period is around the corner bc I get irrationally horny and also emotional (is asexual and on enough antidepressants to kill a medium sized animal)
apparently I can handle being berated by doctors for being unhealthy just fine, but the moment they try to be empathetic, I break down