Hades

Today at work an annoying flirty nuisance walked in and looked at me and said. 
          "Girl, are you starving yourself because you lost a lot of weight." 
          I was shocked that someone would comment so openly on someone else body. I dont look at this gentleman and say. Hey have you gained weight? 
          
          Can people please normalize young women working out to better themselves? I have struggled with my body image my whole life. I am working out for my self. I have a goal and if I don't make it. That is okay. 

I found my old journal. I was probably 16 when I wrote this and I am somewheres around 20 right now.
          Fish,
          Scaley, wet
          Jumping, springing, flowing 
          Soaring, flying, beautiful,
          Bird. 
          

I miss role playing.

When I talk about the location that I grew up in a lot of people are shocked about the weather. First off, we don't have the motions of Spring, summer, fall winter. 
          There is like a month of spring. Then Summer weather till like October. Sometimes less. Then it is straight up winter till like the end of May sometimes possibly longer.  I have been in a blizzard in June. Now the temperature. Spring is essentially warm enough to melt snow. Summer will reach mid nineties. Fall doesn't exist and winter is sometimes -60 degrees Fahrenheit. If it is not super cold it is back to back blizzards with 10 foot snowbanks.  
          On top of that I live 150 miles from the nearest city with nothing but Farm land between. So, when this covid stuff hit and people where hoarding supplies. We where not worried, because we have already stocked up for the next few months. 
          

I think I am going to go play Among us like a Tween. 

Does anyone want to roleplay?

*sighs*  Okay guys it is time for a stupid story with Hades. 
          I grew up in a small town. The attraction in said town is a small library, a grocery store, post office and a restaurant/bar.
          Well today I was in the library with my younger brother. I here a girl I know talking to her friends. I stayed out of  there stuff untill I herd.
          "I'm like 15% Nazi."
          My jaw literally dropped. I whipped around and said.
          "Did I just here what I think I herd? That you are "15% nazi"? Do you realize how messed up you saying that is?" 
          She looked at me like I was the stupid one and said.
          "Well that's what my grandma said. Its just a joke." 
          Now as a person who is prominently german and was raised with some German traditions and even learning very little Deutsch. I was even more set off that she thought it was funny. 
          "So, (her name) I should go around telling everyone that I am 75% nazi. Even though my family had nothing to do with Nazi Germany.  Nazi Germany is such a small part of Germany's over all history.  It is something that most german people are upset knowing it is there past. You are going to sit here and make fun of them. For something that the people in that country could not change at that time.  You are ignorant and I am ashamed to know you." 
          My brother and I left the library leaving the girl speechless.
          I just cant believe how stupid people are sometimes. The worse part is she was not some little girl. She is 18 and she stil acts like a child. 
          People are upset with racism in America and I can understand why. It is our job as the people to teach small children about culture and people. 
          A person a person no matter ethnicity. So, please If you cant treat someone with the same respect and dignity as a you would to a white person then dont bother. If you cant say some nice then don't say anything at all. 

When the word ended, I thought I was okay.  The people panicked but I was okay. The streets flooded with water and people ran but I still thought I was okay. My world was not ending, but theirs where. After everyone left there was water waist high in the streets. I lived on a hill, so I was fine.  In the evenings I say out on the porch to watch the town below and still everything was okay. Not a person or thing stirred down in the flats. It was quiet. It was peaceful. The chaos was around me was still and I was safe or so I thought. Soon the water raised even more. It was chest deep. It became hard to breath like the water is trying to snuff out the last of my breath but that was okay because I still thought I was okay. Even thought I was slowly starving myself.  The pain was not enough for me to stop because I was so numb. Numb to everything. Numb to life. Numb to cold. Even when things kept getting worse, I did not run. I let the water swallow me.  Until I could not breath, because you don’t need to breath to live.  
          
          Living is a state of mind. Living is the feeling of comfort but sometimes things set in and make you numb. This feeling clouds your life, and you are left just an empty shell of what was one there. The broken house will soon break but the house that is loved will stand tall for decades, centuries for as long as that house is loved.  People are like houses and depression is like drowning.  
          
          If the house is not taken care of it will die. If the numbness spreads, then you feel like drowning.  
          
          If others abuse the house with filthy words and sharp tongues the house with break. Little by little piece by piece.  
          
          (I wrote this a whole back. I was going through old documents and found this master piece. Know that even when your drowning there is someone ready to catch you.)

Somethings on YouTube that I find and like are like some what disturbing. Like watching people clean up biohazard from a dead person.  Idk why I find it entertaining but now I know how to design my house so my family wont have to rip out the flooring. 

I changed my wattpad theme to dark and I am really liking it. I am impressed.