23 hours ago · 6 min read1146 words · Life · 0 comments

The other day, a friend said myself and many of the people in that friend group have a cockroach mentality. I haven't stopped thinking about it. It's so accurate for me, it hurts. If I can survive it, it's fine. Things don't have to be good or enjoyable, just tolerable most of the time. Truth is, my standards are pretty low. I'm willing to put up with too much bullshit in my life. Don't get me wrong, if I find myself in a situation I'd describe as "insufferable," I'll usually do things to change it. Sometimes I'll just stick it out. It's all a sliding scale, right? So of course I don't want to stay somewhere or doing something that makes me miserable, I'll deal if it's: due to some person or persons I almost never have to interact with extremely temporarily (the annoying part of a cool project, a boring training, etc.) in the ADHD way that makes any job or task insufferable when I don't want to do it to get something cool or desirable out of the deal (overtime, time off, etc.) It's…

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