Some days I feel really confident about things, but then he keeps canceling things and goes silent for long patches, and it’s always me initiating conversation or plans, and I can’t even pin him down long enough to work out the details of our relationship, and I just ... I can’t tell if this, if I, mean anything to him. And I can’t escape the feeling that maybe I don’t.
rant, racist joke
I love how I spent a week prepping a presentation on the invisibility of racism towards Asians and then someone makes an “Asians have small dicks” joke to my face and then laughs off my offense with “sorry, I didn’t know your nationality.” I would have fought back more but nobody else around seemed as bothered and I didn’t feel like starting a fight at the tail-fucking-end of an already shaky furthemore.
I can’t tell if I’m just boring or uninteresting or what, but it seems like fewer and fewer people are even interested in talking to me, let alone have any interests in me. I can’t even seem to get people that call themselves my friends to be willing to set aside time for me. I don’t know what the point is in trying.
Coyote | Poly | Sociology | yells about racism and trains
Post-1998 technology denial.