People just adding others in pseudo-friendships, friendships that don’t really mean anything and people treating others like they’re a service or speed-dial or so. I am part of the last generation of people it feels like, where, you befriended someone with intent to build a bond with them and that bond is built upon year after year. You gain memories, then when the old memories are old, you make new ones.
I’ve noticed an alarming amount of people who’ll just add you because they only see you as someone to lean on. Not because the relationship is meaningful, but someone who is just there ‘when in need’ as they go off not doing anything for large portions of time. This creates an artificial, shallow and hollow experience where a lot of time, you will feel like you’re the one upholding the friendship.
And that only isn’t normal to me, but simply unacceptable. Then you’ve got people who can’t even go a day without communication so now they call it ‘ghosting’ which is another overly spammed word that has lost meaning. I’m low maintenance, who can go periods of time without talking but at the same time, I do also want things to be meaningful. Doesn’t have to be constant, just something within the year.
And I’ve had people in my life who simply cannot do that. I’ve had people who still consider friends after not talking for years and years. What do you mean you’re okay with that? That’s lost time! I don’t enjoy having to spend however long playing catch up.


Rape. (BTW, where are those files?) Wars. News for “one week” and then… they get “normalised” Discrimination of any sort. Live and let live!
My ex drugged and raped me and I’ve had people straight up tell me “well maybe you should have put out”
Like what the fuck is wrong with people. God forbid a woman have boundaries. I wasn’t ready for sex and my ex didn’t give a damn. Looking back, he was hella abusive and just had me charmed.
The whole thing was so traumatic that I repressed the memories for five years as a survival mechanism. Apparently some people think that I wouldn’t have CPTSD if I’d just push my own boundaries aside and let the dude fuck me. I was already doing that for the guy, but sex was a boundary I couldn’t push aside at that time…