James Kinkaid (He/Him/His)

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Just sort of exhausted and lonely. Not that anyone cares. I don't blame people feeling like I'm a burden. I get that. Sorry. #JDvsDepression #ShoveEverythingIntoTheVoid

Guess that means that the void gets to hear about it. At least the Void is upfront with not caring.

Ran out of people in real life to vent some of my problems to. Like, I can try to go to people with this, but basically now I've hit a point where everyone I would trust with stuff have either dismissed them, or basically low key made me feel like I am burdening them.

Treasures from the past.

Not hot enough for dating apps, can't meet people "the normal way", and people I meet through hobbies are rad as hell, so they're all pretty much taken/not interested in me. Tired. Miss snuggling. Just feeling a lot of things and venting into the Void.

Slowly but surely cracking under all the stress. Dayjob is dumb and soul crushing. I don't have enough time/energy/spoons for anything I want to do. Feel on-my-own for goddamn everything. Feel old, unlovable and not worth anyone's effort.

I'm starting to think there's a gradient in media between "this would be so good if it were just good" and "this is so good precisely because it is so bad" and the first end is being a fan of Star Wars and the other is being a fan of Star Trek -R

It's the times like this, trapped at the dayjob for an hour, no one to talk to, just sort of bored and watching a clock tick downwards that I am at my most lonely. It's the time that I hate myself and blame myself the most.

Not that anyone reads my posts or are even still around this dumpster fire. Maybe some day I'll get one of those codes and migrate myself.

It just hits different. I dunno. I guess I'm tired, in a bunch of pain and cuddling a body pillow isn't exactly providing the comfort I'm in search of when I'm like this.

I mostly use Twitter as a place to just drop my darker thoughts into the Void. ("Void" echos a few times for effect.) As such, I just wanna say: I miss smooching and cuddling. I miss sex. I miss being part of a pair. It's dumb, cause I can get most of this platonically, but...

I worked mowing lawns for weeks to save up cash to buy this Luke as a single. He was my first Main outside of the Luke from the 2 Player Starter. Have a lot of fond memories of this card.

Having a hard day. Struggling with a lot of my feelings and am exceedingly lonely and touch starved. I miss feeling loved. I know that I am loved, but it's all very familial and platonic and not at all what I crave. Oh well. Gonna go back to radio silence and dayjob bullshit.

I'm sitting in a tub, soaking, my knees are in pain, the beginning edge of the gummy kicking is on the horizon and all I can think of is how much I really miss having someone to talk to and spend my days with. I never imagined in my youth that I would be a lonely old man at 40.

"Alright, who's next?" I heard the voices unite in their cry for everyone's favorite cinnamon roll killing machine. Karlach from #BaldersGate3

Dayjob has been brütäl this past week. Like heavy metal band umlats and everything.

I hate Catan. So much.

After a week of camping, playing with swords and just vibing, this whole "day job/capitalism" thing is such bullshit. I don't wanna process stuff, I wanna draw and have cute warrior women kiss me in the moonlight. Sigh.

One of the kids in camp played The Song of Storms on his recorder and part of me is hoping that it brings the rain.