16 september 2020
so the request is going to be returned to me. fucking stupid postal service.
now I have to go to the courthouse to give it in person. great
postal service better not lose the request, given how long it took me to put it together.
I ran into a trans friend and we had a big chat
lots of rage against the world. heh.
thing of interest: he said I can, and should, apply for disability income. it's more than base income, and likely less annoying on the whole 'get a job! get a job!' aspect.
I'd still totally accept a job as long as it's enjoyable or meaningful, and not just something you are required to do for your own survival. I just don't want any pressure to 'find a job or be shoved down the poverty hellhole', where you end up in the streets and all.
shrug.
speaking of which, I ordered some CBD oil for a test. it's said to help with anxiety and depression, so I want to see how well it does on me.
that being said, not sure how long I can keep taking that. it's expensive.
well.