She's lovely and very festive. 🎄

That's been my experience as well. It's beyond frustrating.

I have frequent sleep attacks once the place reaches altitude so I imagine my forehead will be dented from the chair in front of me.

Anyways, not sure how much interacting I'll be doing online. I'm keenly aware that my employer believes "the beatings will continue until morale improves" and so I'm determined to let spite steer the ship while I take more prescriptive naps between shifts. I hate this place and I hate needing money.

I wish I had enough energy to make new friends with others who also have disabilities because abled folks have never had the empathy level to understand how much they've hurt me with their performances.

I have saved my last shards of care for myself, for reading books and eating a good meal a day.

It sucks because my baseline is so fluid and subject to the environmental conditions. That's why I plan for everything, had workplace accommodations, informed people how my disability works and what it takes from me when I don't follow the treatment plan.

Folks don't give a shit, y'all. At all.