I'm afraid to say that there's no cure. Once Gaia has you, there is no escaping it. You'll learn to adjust soon enough. Caffeine becomes your best friend. You do as the admins and learn to function without food or sleep. Your fate is inevitable and thus shall be done.
"Your crimson tears follow me. . . .
amidst the darkness, for all to see.
Reveal every secret, intention, and lie.
If you attempt to deceive, I'll have to
bid you goodbye."
"To laugh often and much... to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children... to leave the world a better place... to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Invent your own Rules . Trust your own Intuition
Perfect your own Look
Believe your own Eyes . Mix Up your own Style
Name your own Destiny
Express your own Love . Create your own Path
See your own Inner Beauty
Originate your own Character . Discover your own Truths
“An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.”
― Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
The humidity is good for me. It is excessive, but with a dehydration disorder, the damage from too much humidity is nowhere near as bad as that from too little. But really, there are only two small places on the planet that are environmentally perfect for me in California and Chilé – and all the other factors of those places would make life pretty impossible. xp
As for the job market in Florida, if I could not find something, from your accounts it seems like VA there is at least somewhat functional. If nothing else, if I was jobless, it would not seem like the people who were supposed to help me were not inept or dismissive of the needs of their charges.
Mostly things that already occurred to them and make them shudder – like menstruation in zero gravity and how all those catboys in various RPG's probably have barbed penises like domestic cats.
I had a bit of a revelation last night as sleep eluded me and I was beset by abuse from all sides. That a lot of people that I share interests with approach those interests in toxic ways, thus poisoning my psyche.
Existence and the universe itself is my "deity." I just believe there is consciousness in all things and we're all part of one, big entity.
My friends and my cats are my family.
Well, Huffle puff made up the bulk of those who fought Voldemort at Hogwart's, so they have that. They also make for some brilliant healers. Ravenclaw is one of those behind the scenes types, they kept everything functioning. Hufflepuff is where you send people that do not have any strong aptitudes. They are basically the average house. Ravenclaw is not just for the studious, but for the clever, imaginative, and adventurous. Heh, i am reminded of a joke about how members of each house perform in the boudoir; Slytherins will break out the whips and chains, Gryffindors will brag and showboat with little actual skill, Ravenclaws will search out every trick and pleasure to practice, and Hufflepuffs will just show up.
I have yet to find my place. I think I want to be in Florida, be near my friends, a good uncle to my nephew, build models, draw, and write in peace. I would like to have someone to share my heart with, but I don't think it is meant to be, so dying alone and rotting for a few days until looters destroy everything I worked for and find my corpse I guess.
I've seen it enough times. Plus, a member of my original group was a girl (when I refer to Chris(tina)), so I had the luck of somewhat circumventing a large part of the roleplayer sexism – though their is still some sexism that can't be avoided in realism... I mean, the female characters are still going to want to sit down on the space toilet or be singled out by that male, heterosexual bard at the inn that needs his face rearranged. Heh.
My family has been largely unsupportive. It did not affect it much besides sending it underground since it is about the only thing I have.
Hehe, Hufflepuffs... I'm a Ravenclaw all the way.
I'll probably not get married myself as i am on the verge of giving up on finding a mate. But still, I had a dream wedding thought out myself that was decidedly not so geeky amazingly.
And then when they find out you're there for yourself, I imagine the next questions are down the lines of "Are you single?" and "How low are your standards?" XP It's kind of amazing though in a way, because once you get past gender, the standards and discriminations and such launch into this weird nerd-world. People start judging each other based on 4th versus 2nd Edition, whether they use the 2D4 or 1D8 rule for barbarians.
And girls who are into modelmaking, nobody knows what to do with them at all. I was once privy to the rarest encounter of two crossing paths in a HobbytownUSA. Problem was one was an armor modeler and one was a sci-fi modeler. They so wanted to find common ground, but alas were put into the role of bitter enemies – "You're not a real modeler! You just waste perfectly good tank kits for details!"