My biggest anxiety is having to coordinate with my BPD housemate who is extremely anal and only really talks about her mental state with me. She's nice, but I know she's gonna spew on everyone when it hits our area and it just reminds me I have no family or close friends anymore, roommates are just as random as the bar I work at, and most of my interactions seem to be mothering these sorts of people. I feel lonelier than ever but my disgust towards neoliberalism seems so very real I have a visceral sense of being alive in that disgusting place, which I currently don't have to pretend feels normal. It never felt normal and I'm curious about how things will be in a year or so.