I've done it. about a decade ago a rich middle eastern co worker of mine, whom we were the greatest of friends, got on my case about how I should bitch to my ISP and whatever else to get good deals. I laughed and said that wasn't me, fully knowing this trick already. he kept at it, being fully serious in teaching me this skill cuz goddamn I'm too nice to people, people tell me all the time, I guess?

well I've done it. was so fed up and fatalistically depressed yesterday I wrote a bitching email and sent it on a "fuck this shit" whim. now I get an email back telling me how valuable I am, how invaluable all my feedback was (multiple times, and there was a lot), and evidently I'm getting escalated to management. I don't even know what I want I'm just PMSing honestly. fuck this world man

oh yeah I don't have income but need to fix my laptop. fatalism. all I can do is spend money and yet I feel miserable anyway because everything is imperfect. I swear it must be these anti dopamine pills they gave me. I'll be medicalized into homelessness I bet! IF I KEEP BITCHING WILL ALL MY PROBLEMS BE SOLVED. GUESS I'VE REACHED THE POINT WHERE THAT'S AN OPTION FOR ME NOW