I don’t miss the social aspect of work but I will say my hygiene took a hit because of wfh. I’ve developed slight agoraphobia. The “I’ll pick up x from the store/go 2 the gym on my way home from work” is no more so there’s a real effort to go out if I’m not paid to. It’s more than just socializing.

Ohhh this is a very good curse!

I mean, you gotta eat….

I understand, I’ve never been broken hearted over a boy. Like I’ve been broken up with but when relationships end it kind of feels like….a relief?

How?

You want us to eat them while they’re alive? That’s cruel.

You gotta opt in on being a freak? Damn!