I did exactly what I wanted to be doing all day. Woke up with to some slow cooker stew that cooked through the night, played some video games and watched some shows, relaxed and read some book, even went and celebrated an in laws birthday. Now I’m in bed cuddling the dog, waiting for the wife to get her cute ass in here for epic cuddle time before we start the week again. We work opposite shifts during the weeks, so the cuddles are extra important to make up for never seeing each other lol

Hope you had a great day too 😁

Pooping takes forever 🥺 and please don’t say fiber. There’s no room left for more 💀

That is one adorable cheeto, I absolutely love that that captive Cheetahs gets puppy homies because they’re so nervous, like yeah man, it’s all good, Gus here is your assigned bestie at birth, he’ll just hang out with you for the next forever, no problem 😎

I had windows update recently, but apparently the update failed at some point… Which windows decided to ignore all my other backups and go with a 3 year old on, deleting 3 years of my data overnight.

Fuck Microsoft, I’ll never wander back to Windows, I’ve had some issues with getting Linux going for 1 or two things, beyond that it has been a night and day difference. My system just works and my shit hasn’t disappeared (well, 1 failed install, but I don’t speak of that 🤪).

Linux is the only path I see forward anymore

Windows update set my PC back almost 3 years for some unknown reason, lost so much shit. That was my final fuck it this shit moment, I installed Mint last week. A little bit of a learning curve, but I’m enjoying it and not worried about everything getting ruined unless I do something dumb. I can live with my own stupid.

Dad beat the every loving fuck out of me for the simplest mistakes, refused to ever explain how or what I did wrong, just straight to hitting me. Then he left, so Mom had to take care of 4 kids on her own, so she was never home, too busy working to provide.

Dad came back at times, but he was always a horrid piece of shit to me until I was maybe a teen.

I cut him off this year, and started therapy (I’m 35 now). Turns out my sister and I were also sexually abused by him, she and I corroborated some memories that I always thought were bad dreams.

I’m healing, and getting past it, but in a lot of ways I feel like I’m starting from behind in life, never having had structure or order or someone to look up to till much later in life. But therapy is helping and little me is healing now. It’s a journey and I’m glad I’m taking it, and I’m glad to not be that horrid man to my children (though I definitely was too rough to begin with, having no idea what to do and only having my childhood to have learned from). I’m the calmest I’ve ever been. Find a good therapist and start healing. Talk through it with someone, it really does wonders to say all the shit you want and tell the names and things at an empty chair.

Next time I see the sperm donor will be at his funeral, to make sure he’s actually dead and gone. I think that’ll be really cathartic.

Thirteenth Step - A Perfect Circle. I’ve listened so many times start to finish, absolutely in love with it.