u/EmptiedBrainwaves

I was at Heb looking around and when I went to get oranges for a snack, the oranges that I usually get (The heb ones) was right next to the grapefruits.
Except, the grapefruit were soggy and mushed over with mold. Gnats were flying all around them and getting on the fruit all around. Has anyone else had this happen at theirs? I usually love the fruit here and they always seem so fresh. So just seeing that sight makes me maybe not buy produce anymore… at least not from there.

I made a post in here a bit recently about how I am moving out with my partner and my struggles with accepting help when I cant do much myself. I must say the comments did help. I love the support here.

Quick TW: Small Mention of SH&Suicide

Plans have changed and we are moving in with our two best friends. They are moving to my city, simply because I am locked here due to my health. They know of my condition and yet they wanted to move in with me. It baffled me, I had thought about it sure but it really didn’t seem fair since I cannot contribute financially… but they were okay with that.

I know my family loved me but I have no idea why this hits me so different. They don’t have to, they want to and are doing it out of their own free will. Is that crazy? I don’t know… Just a rant and update. No questions this time, I just thought it was wild

I never thought anyone would want to be with me and yet I have my partner and these friends who genuinely want to spend a good majority of their life either me. I come from a traditional Christian family so even the thought of that was simply a joke in my mind or just a temporary option.

They want to buy a house for all of us to live in. They want to move here to be all together. They know of my condition, they knew me before I became disabled and after and they stuck around and it didn’t affect their opinion of me… wild. I feel like everyone treated me and talked to me differently. Like I was suddenly made of porcelain and would break at the slightest harshness. My history of SH and… other stuff… definitely did not help. They know all this and want to be here. Willingly want to help me but not moving just to help… moving because they are our friends and want to be closer. The idea I am so lovable, before and especially after all of this. It makes me want to cry so much.

I love my friends