I’m brainmogged from people who get a constant stream of pleasure from activities. I literally need to calculate the quantity of “enjoyable” copes my synapses can endure before they shut down and I basically LDAR.
Like, I come back fromy my wagie job and my tolerance will probably set to a meal, spending some hours playing on gamepass while alternating with a couple of nuts on telegram porn if I’m lucky and probably the remaining spark goes to changing my clothes, washing teeth, vital functions. And then I’m wasted.
I always tell myself during positive surges in the day that I might start to learn machine learning as promised or I try a software, read books, go take a swim at night with nobody around, the I go home and the story repeats. Feeling like a coomer for every activity is exceedingly tiring.
Like, I come back fromy my wagie job and my tolerance will probably set to a meal, spending some hours playing on gamepass while alternating with a couple of nuts on telegram porn if I’m lucky and probably the remaining spark goes to changing my clothes, washing teeth, vital functions. And then I’m wasted.
I always tell myself during positive surges in the day that I might start to learn machine learning as promised or I try a software, read books, go take a swim at night with nobody around, the I go home and the story repeats. Feeling like a coomer for every activity is exceedingly tiring.
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