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All my fucking fish are dying. I've had 6 deaths (out of total population of 25 fish) in four days. My fish aren't eating now. They're all dying. I tested the water and it's fine. I don't know what the fuck is going on. I've tried so hard to prevent this situation from occurring. I think a marine disease has spread throughout my tank and there's nothing I can do about it.

Fuck.

I'm going to lost another four or five fish today.

I wish I knew how to save them.

I don't know what to do!
 
All my fucking fish are dying. I've had 6 deaths (out of total population of 25 fish) in four days. My fish aren't eating now. They're all dying. I tested the water and it's fine. I don't know what the fuck is going on. I've tried so hard to prevent this situation from occurring. I think a marine disease has spread throughout my tank and there's nothing I can do about it.

Fuck.

I'm going to lost another four or five fish today.

I wish I knew how to save them.

I don't know what to do!
Sorry bout your fishes mate.

Do you have any guess at all as to why it's happening?

Have you researched it at all?
 
I've tried to work it out, but I can't. I don't have the energy to devote to it which makes me feel like an asshole... but I'm super tired.

The water temp is perfect. The KH/PH is perfect. The ammonia is perfect. I feed them a variety of live and freeze dried foods.

I dunno. I honestly don't.

I've had a long day. I don't have the energy to save them.

I bought another tank today. I'm going to set up a different environment for the survivors tomorrow after work and see if that helps.
 
One more shot of bupre, a game of dps on Overwatch, cigar and then hbo max. Gonna go drinking on saturday with a good friend and a beauty who happens to have pretty interesting personality to boot.
Wow! I have drank with a beauty lately too. 2 beauties actually. But they are both in serious relationships so... But i enjoyed just hanging out and talking with them.
 
I worked all day yesterday with a killer hangover then I knocked myself out with etizolam then drank the next morning until I knocked myself out. I missed my in-laws Christmas thing today because I was drunk as fuck. That's the second (maybe third) year in a row I've missed it. I fucking hate that Christmas party.

I went to order menulog just now and they're pushing a 25% off alcohol delivery coupon all over the site. It's so tempting. Imagine if they did that with drugs. I'm going online to order some Mushroom Delgada, and something pops up offering discount crack. Fucking bullshit, if you ask me. God damn it.

I'm going to resist and order some food.
 
Oh, and all of my fish died. Literally every single one of them. The dead fish are still in my tank. They're stuck to the side of the filter now and are starting to grow mould. I need to scoop them out, clean the tank, then go and buy some more fish.

I lost 25 fish in three days. It's hard to find a silver lining here... At least - I guess - it's an opportunity for my daughter to learn about the cycle of life.
 
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A big cat saw a little cat chasing its tail and asked, โ€œWhy are you chasing your tail so?โ€

Said the kitten, โ€œI have learned that the best thing for a cat is happiness, and that happiness is in my tail. Therefore, I am chasing it: and when I catch it, I shall have happiness.โ€

Said the old cat, โ€œMy son, I, too, have paid attention to the problems of the universe. I too, have judged that happiness is in my tail But, I have noticed that whenever I chase after it, it keeps running away from me, and when I go about my business, it just seems to come after me wherever I go.โ€
 
christmas is a surefire way to find out whos real or fake in your life.

Wish i never got played those months ago. Fucked me up in the head after everything i did for her. Fucking users. Should of listened to my own intuition before the start of it all. I could tell she was fake from the start.

just a simple thank you or gratitude would of gone a long way.

never messing with rich chicks again. They all the same want the whole world given to them cause thats what their parents fucking did.
 
still tryna wrap my head around all the fucking fake people in this world.

95% of people or more end up been fake every time. really doing in my head lately. always investing time into trying to make new friends or meet people and yet fuck bruh only 1 in 20 people will end up been real
 
My ex wife contacted me a couple of days ago and said she needs to talk to me.

We had an intense relationship, but it was also super toxic.

When we broke up, she'd just come out of a psych ward after having a psychotic meltdown. We got divorced over the phone.

We've hardly communicated over the past 10 years, until today.

I haven't heard her voice for more than 10 years.

There is a huge time difference so it's early in the morning for her.

She speaks as if she's floating. She talks to me about tarot cards. Her children are getting ready for school in the background.

Then, casually, she tells me the reason for her call. She has cancer.

She tells me she went to a tiny festival in Oregon out in the woods and they made a tunnel out of people's hands and they sang a song about love over and over again for five hours until every person had gone through the tunnel.

She says she wants to try and postpone surgery so she can treat her condition spiritually. I advise against this, knowing there is no point.

She is alone, more or less. Her husband is dead. I feel so sad for her, but - at the same time - I cannot help but feel like I'm time travelling.

She hasn't changed. Her world is so alien to me now.

My ex wife sings the song from the festival in Oregon. Her voice is shaky, here and there. She's good at hiding it, but I know her. I can feel her sadness trembling inside her.

I am not open like that any more, but I'm also not closed like that either. I am no longer left wing. I'm certainly not a hippy anymore... but a part of me envies her, somehow.

I'm not sure what to think. I needed closure but this isn't how I wanted it to happen. I feel compelled to help her, somehow... Offer her support, or something. I'm not going to do that, though.

She told me - at one point - that she believes thyroid cancer is caused by people repressing things and holding grudges. She said it in a way that made it sound like I caused her cancer. I didn't take the bait. I have moved on with my life... I spend the afternoon getting stoned and idly mourning the past.
 
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My ex wife contacted me a couple of days ago and said she needs to talk to me.

We had an intense relationship, but it was also super toxic.

When we broke up, she'd just come out of a psych ward after having a psychotic meltdown. We got divorced over the phone.

We've hardly communicated over the past 10 years, until today.

I haven't heard her voice for more than 10 years.

There is a huge time difference so it's early in the morning for her.

She speaks as if she's floating. She talks to me about tarot cards. Her children are getting ready for school in the background.

Then, casually, she tells me the reason for her call. She has cancer.

She tells me she went to a tiny festival in Oregon out in the woods and they made a tunnel out of people's hands and they sang a song about love over and over again for five hours until every person had gone through the tunnel.

She says she wants to try and postpone surgery so she can treat her condition spiritually. I advise against this, knowing there is no point.

She is alone, more or less. Her husband is dead. I feel so sad for her, but - at the same time - I cannot help but feel like I'm time travelling.

She hasn't changed. Her world is so alien to me now.

My ex wife sings the song from the festival in Oregon. Her voice is shaky, here and there. She's good at hiding it, but I know her. I can feel her sadness trembling inside her.

I am not open like that any more, but I'm also not closed like that either. I am no longer left wing. I'm certainly not a hippy anymore... but a part of me envies her, somehow.

I'm not sure what to think. I needed closure but this isn't how I wanted it to happen. I feel compelled to help her, somehow... Offer her support, or something. I'm not going to do that, though.

I have moved on with my life.

I spend the afternoon getting stoned and idly mourning the past.
Holy fuck bro. That is a heavy load on one's mind. I couldn't imagine, no matter how much time apart we've had, I still care about my ex-wife deeply. Even finding out that she was pregnant kinda did a number on me, although she said she wasn't keeping it. If I found out she was going to die, I would probably be all sorts of fucked up.

Saying some prayers for you brother ๐Ÿ™
 
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