If I come off as offensive, I apologize.
First off - I want to quit my jobs, but I have such hard to deal with things like this. It feels like I am abandoning them or something, even if they do have a lot of people. It's currently high season. The work is to stand in supermarkets and give out free samples, trying to get people to buy the stuff.
Every time I am to work, like tomorrow, I get sick, and I think it's something mentally that tries to make my body get ill, so I can call in sick. I am not sick now, though... It's just anxiety over the whole thing. I know I should be grateful for the jobs I have, since it's hard as fudge to get one, but I think my mental health is far more important.
Second - This other site I am on... Well, I said that I think people are stupid if they use drugs that aren't on prescription, and they called me a bully. Like, seriously? And then someone asked me WHY I think drugs are bad. Like, what the hell? It ruins lives! Shame, since I like the community and so, but if I am seen as a bully and hated for stating a true fact, those people aren't worth my time.
Third - I got told by a friend that there are still rumors about me in the conventionworld here in Sweden, and that people get warned about me. I don't know what the rumors are about, but I can guess; That I am awful, can't be trusted, that I am stealing a drama queen and so on. Only idiots believe in rumors, of course, but, yeah... I thought these rumors had died out, since they started 5 years ago, when I lived in another city, and was active in a community that hosted bi-weekly anime events for its members.
What can I do then? Well, keep going to cons and prove these fuckers wrong, and that they can't bring me down. But I get down. The con world is cruel and horrible - there's reasons I don't cosplay often. I am not skinny or pretty, only white.
Fourth - Body image, sort of a continuation from above. I am overweight, my cardio is so-so, and I have a knee that is sensitive to temperature changes, so it can hurt like fuck at times, and swell up. One winter, I had to use crutches. I know that exercising helps, of course.
Me and my mom recently started on this LCHF-diet, which is eating food with fat, like butter. Instead of potato, pasta and bread, we eat cooked veggies. It's delicious, but we need to get exercise as well, and yes, I am comfortable and lazy. I am strong, however, and I can run and ride my bike with no trouble at all, so it's not like my weight is handicapping me.
But then it's the clothes. I've gained in size, and can't wear some items anymore. My arms are flabby, I hate them.
One of my best friends, who used to be fat and short, is now down to a Large. She did a gastric bypass. the fact that she weighs less than me now, just makes me want to hide. I have tried almost all diets, this LCHF is my last try, but then what? Gastric bypass? I hate hospitals and shit.
Fifth - My art. Urgh, it's horrible. I have hardly developed anything since 2002, even as I try harder than anyone. I don't get any compliments, and critiques are always nasty. I want to learn, but it feels so unachievable. I am so damn self conscious about this.
10 years ago, I was the shit - people loved it. Now all these kiddies in their teens are friggin experts, and here I sit, 10 or more years older than them, and are just crap.
A friend I used to look up to, who then just went weird over a thing, says I should relearn the basics, and I am like "How the fuck do I do that?" and she has no answer. She's awesome at drawing, and gets praise all the time, so she doesn't know what it's like.