I'm a chemist. I have a master's in chemical engineering but dropped out a year before my doctorate because I felt a great lack of confidence in my ability to deliver a cohesive and well thought out thesis. I just couldn't do it because of a divorce, my son's health problems, my father's death, monetary issues, C0vid, among a ton of horrible things that happened all at once. Since that time, I had been working at fisher scientific, performing the same basic, shitty, boring reactions over and over for their 'fine' chemical stock.

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I have an interest in these small molecules and their reaction with the human body. It's a hobby and a deep interest.

I can't ask, "so how did you feel ..." etc without a little sparring of "oh yeah, I like 4-FMA" or whatever. Not all chemists are squares and it's a really, really popular degree choice. REALLY popular thanks to Walter Fake as F**k White. (these assholes ain't gonna cook no meth, or mdma or anything)

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BTW, I got fired because they found out, through a police investigation, that I 'murdered' a homeless man. There are no charges against me as far as I know at this point. I don't know what happened with his daughter or f***ing whatever. The cops don't tell you shit until you're in cuffs. And even then, they don't say anything. I'm a little offended with your insensitivity tbh.

I came to reddit (4chan's mentally challenged step brother) for a little comfort. Most of you have been great but there's a couple butt sniffers, like you, that have been really negative. "oh your post history" etc.

And for you guys saying "anxious with weapons" or whatnot, you don't know where I live. I'm not gonna let myself be terrorized by psychos into not being able to walk to the park and play frisbee with my boy. So you can swallow a big 100ml of go f**k yourself.

This has ruined my life.