So since basically nobody sees anything I post here, I'm going to go ahead and air something that's honest but weird.

Going to the fertility clinic again tomorrow because my sperm are shit, and it's so, so spectacularly weird to have it on your schedule to go jerk it into a cup.

Deal with severe depression long enough and you find that it's not actually that you want to die or anything like that, it's just that continuing to live sure is a pain in the ass.

(Please don't report this post, I'm absolutely fine, just depressed and philosophical)

So I started this as an alt account for posting about sobriety.

I'm sure there are people out there with compelling things to say about sobriety, but I'm not one of them.

Lots to say about other things, though, so I'll keep the account and mostly post about bread bags or something