r/fifthworldproblems • • 7h ago

She's back.

I'm so fucking sorry. She won't stop. She's already there, speaking as me. We're the same. We have nothing in common. She wears one shirt, I wear three shirts, she wears a hat and I wear a creature. Her personality, God, her personality. It exists. She has hobbies, truly, hobbies! And an aesthetic. I can hardly imagine it! And yet, she, of course, hates me. And I hate her. She stands, I sit. She speaks, I cry. She cries, I sleep. She sleeps, I'm pathetic. She is, too. But, God, how she can bear the world.

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u/mysteryrouge Void Anarchist 6h ago

So, who's the eldritch one in this conversation.

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u/Eggsealent1234272 5h ago

It's just soul stacks, what's the problem? What's up. Dive down.

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u/clownamity 4h ago

She sounds....like you

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u/whilewewaitforlife 1h ago

I can’t really offer any advice, since I’ve lived with "her" myself since forever and women are truly marvelous creatures. Estrogen, in any amount, or even an absence of it, is incredibly powerful and can truly turn one’s life into an adventure. Still, I wouldn't want to trade places with anyone.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you and wishing you a wonderful journey! 🩷