Dealing With The Bullies

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 So that went amazingly well, actually. I mean sure, I've spent the last ten fucking years keeping my head down online out of an irrational, depression-fueled fear that someone from here would come and GET ME for not being the best fucking roleplayer ever (along with, you know, school bullies and other unpleasant persons), but hey! I apologized to the bastards for not being perfect and I feel safer now. So that's nice.

And for the record? When I gave my therapist a quick summary of the last few days she gave me a hug and told me that everything would be alright, because she knows what all is going on in my life and why I needed it, so you can fuck right off now if my apology wasn't good enough for you.

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I have a phobia of buses ever since the time in elementary school that the entire bus had to yell at the driver to tell him he was passing my grandma’s house without slowing down. It does not help that every other time I use a bus they lie to me about whether they’re going where I ask if they’re going.

Taxis cost money. I’m on disability money, as are my folks—which is pretty good where I live, but not enough for lots of taxi rides.

Most of my friends I know through local game stores. Not really visitable.