Devin Prater on Nostr: I've found lately that my patience for bullcrap is so thin these days. If someone ...
I've found lately that my patience for bullcrap is so thin these days. If someone posts an image without Alt-text, I'm more likely to just unfollow than send it to GPT for a description. It's so freeing, kinda. Sometimes I feel bad about it, but tonight I looked on Telegram at the Blind Android Users group. I'd sent a day or so ago, jokingly, asking if someone could buy me a Pixel. And this Android oldtimer pops up all angry, telling me to go on Amazon and buy one myself, and that if I can buy an iPhone Pro (I don't even want a pro lol), that I can buy a Pixel, and as always for these types, to stop complaining. So I left. It didn't take much thought either. I don't have room in myself for all that. Not now. Maybe a few months ago, or a year ago, I would have sent back some rage-induced reply, and I almost did. But no. It's not worth it. Images without Alt-text aren't either. They remind me of how abnormal I am in a world full of sighted people. And yes, I do believe that this world is made for the sighted. But lately I just don't want all that. I deal with myself, my lack of self, my restlessness, but no outlet for that restlessness, no energy to put it out there, and the people around me that can somehow stay awake and full of life for a good 16 whole hours, as it is. And I'm sorry if this hurts anyone's feelings. I'm sorry that I'm here clogging up your feed with my bullcrap. But goodness sometimes I just have to help myself. I don't do that nearly enough. Always helping people, buying food for people around me that can't possibly learn to use DoorDash /s, and I just want to enjoy something. But books aren't fun anymore, games are often too complicated or hard, or some riddle in an MUD I can't solve cause quests are hard sometimes. I don't know. I'm awful at music. Maybe Survive the Wild, that crafting game. I should see about getting back into that. It made me feel like I was building something, doing something that'd last a minute. Ugh I'm so broken.
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