Waking up is not often nice.

Actually it's not exactly pain. I guess you could describe it as light pain, but really it feels emotional. I have nothing to be excited about being awake for. Maybe just a few small things, "it's never enough"世界のは。 Fun joke. I wake up, and instantaneously wish I were back asleep.

Well now I've been up for a bit, and as the day wears on, things tend to feel at least a bit better. I become more ok with being awake, and I'm very good at finding things to do. If only I knew people that felt like I were worth receiving a monetary compensation, yes money does matter. Money is something that distinguishes humans from animals, and according to general society, I am not human, so I do not need money, that is always going to be the argument. There might be folks that argue "destroy the economy," and every here and there I semi agree, but I also think, "isn't work supposed to be paid for?" Oh, I'm all about the meritocracy of which there currently monetarily speaking is none. I'm having some damn great adventures, so I can be happy about that, but is the argument that people can't adventure well if they have money? Because I think that's dumb. Everything I own was stolen, and I was regularly locked up for a while. I get tired of people telling me what they think my problems are.

Systemic abuse of sirens

I have been captured and detained by both police officers and fake doctors. Every time I hear sirens go off, which is near constant in the city, I feel threatened, and my quality of life diminishes. I really need the nightmares to end, and the nightmares are waking reality, and it's never going to change. My life is horrible.

A nice day.

Gotta come up with a better caption than that, right?

It really was! It turned out so much better than I thought it would. I played one of my favourite games many times! Got to hang out in fun ways. I hate going into details, I only do it from time to time.

Problems: Sirens keep blaring around me, and I constantly feel threatened because I've been locked up so many times. This is exactly a caste system.
Smaller: Wanted to go to the thrift store, but checked the internet before departing for it, and it was closed.

Moving on: I think I'll be done with driving soon. I probably don't have a job because I have a car, and there's probably enough ableist assholes on the planet that there are people arguing that I shouldn't be driving, so if they keep me from having money, then they keep me off the road. Not only are they winning, I practically agree with them. There are better ways to make my life be. Ugh.

Try to find some highlight:It's difficult. Everyone is right when they say I'm psychologically damaged to some extent, but given that repeating the exact details of what happened in 2008 is not my regular routine, it's not as bad as you might think. Japan remains to be this point of amazingness in my life. My health was great, and so was my QOL. Studying Japanese was super fun, and sometimes I'm a little sad to be moving on in different ways, but I try to go back sometimes. It's not that bad being back except all these damn sirens. And I'm a little sad that I still haven't mastered the art of hanging out with people: particularly hanging out with people, and sharing about it on the internet.. what a nice skill that would be.