Gotta Say, Megas, Plus Boosters, Insane Combo. Also Gotta Say, Northshore Keeps Sending Me Stickers And

Gotta say, megas, plus boosters, insane combo. Also gotta say, northshore keeps sending me stickers and stuff whenever I buy things, and my bedside wall is slowly filling up with rainbows hearts and encouraging phrases lol, imma get addicted to stickers again if I'm not careful lol.

Anybody have any tips on how to make my cat less scared of my padding? The plastic moving when I fluff or move them scares her and I figured she would just get used to it after a bit, but it's been like 3 months now 24/7 I think, and she still acts terrified of them. Shes less scared of the ones I'm wearing or at least somewhat tolerates them as long as I don't mess with them around her, but I feel bad about going from my cat basically living in my room to being scared of being in it. I would put them away and only take out what I need but I don't have enough space to store them that is hidden because I live in a broom closet lol.

YouTube keeps suggesting Dexter clips and it honestly seems like a really good show, I'm probably gonna do a movie night and binge like 5 episodes tonight to see if I like it since I'm off tomorrow. I might have to cover my babies eyes during some of it cuz it seems a little dark for them, but most of the calmer scenes which seem to make up most of the show seem fine enough considering they probably aren't gonna be paying attention anyways.

No spoilers plz, but if I suddenly start referencing that show a lot that's why lol

I did my hold eventually and umm

I promise its only cuz I drank so much and was having weak bladder day, I can definitely do better next time.

I keep thinking about how my babies are gonna age and how it's gonna be different than the other people in my life. For example, the other people I care about, I sometimes grieve their deaths before they happen, but I know I can't change them and once it happens they are gone. But my babies, as much as I want them to be, aren't alive. I keep wondering what that means for them if they are around after I'm gone, at what point exactly are they gone? I don't wish for a violent end for any of my babies, but I can't get the idea that a violent end might be a better one than being shoved back into a box for another 16 years just to be forgotten and slowly waste away alone.

To lighten the mood a little, did you know the first time I said I'd rather burn in hell than live with an unjust god was actually instantly after my grandma and aunt said that since my stuffies and pets didn't have souls to save they would go to hell or at the very least not exist in heaven.

Does anyone else ever get sad that their stuffies don't eat and stuff? I know it makes me sound crazy, but service has always been my love language and I feel like Im failing to take care of them cuz they never really need anything. I really wanna buy them clothes and stuff but I wouldn't know how to get anything that would fit them.

Im not having a good day.