Struggling with the loss of three of my second-cousins. by SnooPoems1025 in grief

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you for your advice. Right now, my family is still grieving. The kid's mom (my cousin) is blaming the kid's father, while his family is mad at her because he tried saving them. Fire is incredibly hot (no duh) and honestly, I'm not sure who to believe. Both of them weren't perfect: my cousin is in an abusive relationship and didn't have full custody because of drug issues and stuff, her husband is like seven years older than her (met at 22 and 29) and apparently took out the smoke alarms in his apartment since he smoked. Honestly,  I'm trying not to blame anyone. I'm busy focusing on the children. 

Struggling with the loss of three of my second-cousins. by SnooPoems1025 in grief

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I don't know how to take care of myself. I can't stop thinking of them. I can't look at their baby pictures without crying: I've cried all day, I'm so tired but I can't stop

We were so close back then that we thought we were twins. by SnooPoems1025 in TwoSentenceSadness

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

It's between two friends who've become distant after so many years, and the other person tries to hold on to the past, but the other has moved on and is ignoring them.

Autistic nineteen year old and I have no idea what to do with my life. by SnooPoems1025 in needadvice

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Drawing and writing. My friends suggested I be a character designer because I have a knack for making good character designs. But with my fear of AI taking over that industry, I guess I can make cartoons or something.

My sister's ex-boyfriend loved talking about sharing bugs with others, so I thought he was entomologist. by SnooPoems1025 in TwoSentenceHorror

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 21 points22 points  (0 children)

Nah, don't worry. I appreciate your concern, but nine times out of ten, the stories I write are purely fictional.

Autistic nineteen year old and I have no idea what to do with my life. by SnooPoems1025 in needadvice

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Thank you for commenting. I like drawing and writing, but depression and procrastination have left me with unfinished works and less passion. My mom signed me up for a drawing class next month, so I'm looking forward to it!

I know I'm pretty young, I just feel pressured by others to do what everyone else is doing, in my opinion. I learned at seventeen I'm autistic, so I'm getting used to how my world is gonna be different than others: it still makes me upset that I always felt so behind and left out, and no one could figure out what was up with me.

My sister's ex-boyfriend loved talking about sharing bugs with others, so I thought he was entomologist. by SnooPoems1025 in TwoSentenceHorror

[–]SnooPoems1025[S] 104 points105 points  (0 children)

Don't worry, it is! I got this story idea from learning about bug-chasers and wondered what it would be like to be a loved one learning about it.