trauma dumping
I wrote a post last weekend on Canadian Thanksgiving. I didn't post it.
In the post I write about everything I think is wrong with me and everything I am angry about in my life.
I didn't post it because I asked ChatGPT if I should post it and it said I probably shouldn't. So I saved it and maybe I'll post it at some point but not now.
It said to start an anonymous blog or something that doesn't tie it to my name.
It said it could rewrite it and honestly I liked it's rewrite. I've thought about posting it. I saved it too.
I don't know what to post about anymore.
AWS is down. And the app I use called Riverside I use to record podcasts is having a hard time posting to Spotify and Youtube. Too bad.
My friend is taking me to a hockey game tonight. Grateful for that. Having a hard time shaking the feeling of being a loser today.
An idea I had was to start a meet-up group for unemployed guys in my area and turning it into a fight club. I have a suspicion that there are a lot of unemployed men in my area.
I would say most men in my area are unemployed, underemployed, or over employed. With the vast minority of men being employed. No evidence, just a hunch.
Ok it's 11:28AM. I'm starting to feel better. I find I'm most depressed in the morning and least depressed, late morning/early afternoon.
When my mind starts going or once I start interacting with people I get less sad and mopey. I become more activated and engaged with my surroundings and life just seems to look more upbeat.
I wrote a post on LinkedIn marketing a new episode of the podcast. And LinkedIn is funny to me. It's both serious and un-serious at the same time; it's psuedo-serious.
A classmate messaged me there and asked to be connected to someone I know (...my mom, lol). My two brother's accounts on there make me laugh. All the posts from the job I got fired from make me jealous; but also not at all. The fact that LinkedIn is asking me if I'm hiring I find hilarious. I'm thinking about saying yes I am.
It's just... I don't know. Life isn't that bad, things aren't that serious.
I think I will be ok.
Happy Monday folks.