- Age: 26
- Vehicle type: 2003 Dodge Ram B3500
- Miles: 108,000
- Time spent in van: 1 year
- Birthplace: Augusta Georgia
- Go-to van meal: Turkey Polska Kielbasa, Diced Onions, Green Bell Peppers, Potatoes, broccoli, wrapped in tin foil and cooked over a hot fire and topping it off with a big helping of shredded cheese on top.
- Favorite parking spot: Spencer Hot Springs, Nevada.
1. My mom is a Karen whose name is actually Karen. Simply put, I haven’t seen her in over a year because I couldn’t take it anymore. Living with her was just an exhausting nightmare.
Karen’s world revolves around Karen. Nobody else’s issues matter. If you tell her that you had a bad day, she’ll give you 20 reasons why her day was worse. You worked 60 hours this week? Well, when she was your age, she would work 80. You’re in the hospital after having major surgery? She has a pinched nerve in her arm, which is somehow worse. Your boyfriend cheated on you? She couldn’t even begin to tell you about all the heartbreak she’s experienced in her life.
1. “Communism doesn’t work because it goes against human nature”
Here, I will not only prove why this line of thought is silly and nonsensical, but also the best way to disprove it. I understand that posting this here is kinda preaching to the choir, but I’m hoping that the following stuff below can be as of much use to others as it has been to me and can help people in similar discussions be able to better articulate a rebuttal. Anyways, let’s get right to it:
I love being Black in America many might be surprised by this but I live by this mantra. “It’s tough being Black in America. But please do not pity me.” I love my Blackness in every way and I would never, ever want to have any other skin color nor do I wish I was born a different race. My life is different than most black Americans since I am rich, wealthy and I have status. But being black and successful in America is blessing and a curse, because you now face a different layer of the American Social Conditioning Apparatus
Currently I am on an 200 day streak I think. I haven’t kept count anymore, because how you spend your days matter more than a number.
2 years ago I was depressed, had terrible social anxiety and was very unhappy with my life, only sitting inside on my PC. You can read everything back in my history. I was sad not having friends or a relationship.
Currently I have a few friends, with whom I sometimes go out. I go to festivals alone to socialize. I have had my first job, first kiss, went on a few dates, no longer a virgin, a girlfriend, I am more social, better self esteem, stopped therapy since I outgrew it (according to the professionals) and probably more that I can’t remember. A lot of good stuff has happened.