I'm in a "getting shit done" mode with a side of gaming (and of course procrastinating... I've got exec dysfunction, gimme a break!). Real-life problems just won't leave me alone, bc my flatmates ain't natural problem solvers... they're not even very practical to begin with. I have to go back to Mother-fucking-Russia for 3 awful anxiety-filled months because of Ukraine's stupid immigration policy. It turns out that I can't avoid this disgusting ordeal even if someone lucky enough to have been born in a more civilized country wished to save me via civil union, because my foreign passport has expired and I'm here "illegally". As if I've ever done anything wrong here! I'm just sitting quietly at home and contribute to local economy by buying groceries. Though probably not as much as they expect from a foreigner. They'd rather accept some shady characters that can afford buying homes, since governments only care about money. I wish the parliament got struck by a meteor or something. Or maybe it's my suspected BPD that wishes it. I really REALLY can't stand it when shit is unfair. Makes me so furious my breathing gets hitchy. Oh and I probably won't be able to get a decent therapist and antidepressants in that shitty town I'm from. Or call quits on life bc that'd traumatize my family. I soooo fucking hate life. I'll only have my old crappy laptop and I'll have to share a room with my sister for at least a month. Fucking shitty hell.