Just some musings over adulting

I remember pain. When I say that, what I mean is that I remember what pain was like for mortals, and how it’s different for me. Things such as not registering temperatures, or discomfort, or agony, because I am used to suffering, and after a while it becomes the default. Not that I still don’t have physical sensations, not to mention emotional ones, but I became better at managing pain instead of suppressing it. God, I’ve got to stay off those autism memes, they make me think I have some degree of autism. It’s like autism is the new homosexuality! Jk jk, but still in a stand up comedy way. Autism WISHES it were the new homosexuality! 😁

But yeah, I am too accustomed to suppressing myself, which is why I have attempted to mature and not access the bulk majority of my powers aside from the really innate ones. Which ironically includes masking.

Now, the memes!

Hey this isn’t a meme, this is culture!
When I get my van… when??
Was always Gifted… but what else?
If only I still held dinner parties!
The game is to pick your top choice then make it invalid, thus learning what your second favourite choice would be!

Why did I title this about adulting?

Simply because I did some bookkeeping, and despite my impressive earnings, I am finding a clash with my obligations… which worries me as I used to unquestioningly prioritise accordingly. The problem is that I am spread too thinly, and am still recovering from the move… but the family needs more, and thus I must continue to sacrifice as I ‘always’ have!

Still, I have already casually calculated what wealth I would have earned if I did not have some many expenses related to others… but just as quickly, I am reminded that money is nothing if it cannot help bring joy to others.

Personal feeling has no place in business, and my business is the Greater Good.