Golurk

This is a bit hard for me to pin down. On the whole, they're both about the best parents I could ask for. They've kept my life pretty entertaining and enjoyable for as long as I can remember, and are generally pretty nice. Recently, though, they've started to refuse the idea that they can be wrong. It's gotten to the point where any defense I try to make is instantly seen as pointless backtalk, and I can't even say anything without getting drowned out by dad's endless waves of "shut up". I realize that they've got more experience at life than I do, but at least have the common courtesy to let me speak. Likewise, they can never seem to leave me alone for longer than 17 minutes (barring the middle of the night [most of the time]) and they've been doing increasingly less of the things that the house needs to function. I mean, I have my jobs and they have theirs. There's rarely issues with that aspect, but I don't see what's so hard about getting up and throwing something away yourself. Especially when I'm 3 rooms away and in the middle of something. So, assuming that 1 is low, I'm putting them both at 3. They have their moments, but are on the whole pretty good about these things. My nitpicks are admittedly small, and while I do find them annoying, they're not really much of anything.

They're hazel. Although they're pretty close to being straight-up brown most of the time. They've shifted to a more greenish color on occasion, but not very often.

@@Stancet, A little advice for you: Try again in a week or so. Until then, reassess the situation. Try to pin down what specifically caused the problem and see what you can do about fixing that particular thing. Alternatively, something that's helped me recently is picking a significant day to begin. It could be a day that's special to you, or it could just be a Sunday. Either way, I find a strong starting point to be helpful.

What is your favorite type of potato and/or shrimp? Who is best Mercenary? Where do ya pahk ya cah? (Apologies if the accent is wrong. )

@@Stancet, Eleven times, as a matter of fact. ...I think. I've lost count. But I know that feel. For me, it's not that I don't think I can, it's just that I lack the drive. I just lose the will to continue at some random time, and stop there. It's mostly a matter of motivation at this point. But, I've thought through the benefits and risks. After a year and a half of thought, I've concluded that this can be nothing but beneficial. So, I'm reluctant to let this go. I know that feel, bro.

Well, now that I have nothing to do for a few months, I think I'll give this another go. This might be my last, though. If it doesn't work out this time, I think I'll just move on to other things. It would be nice, but it's not for everyone. Regardless, this is something like my 12th "try". If it passes the two week mark, it'd be the 4th most successful, but I'm hoping it'll go on beyond that. I will say, though, I'm already hopeful for this one. It feels as if this is clicking with me much more than it has in the past. So here's hoping this work's this time. God knows I'm ready for it to.

I've had 3, all for the same thing and the same place. My nail started growing off where it wasn't supposed to, and started getting infected. So, I've gotten nail fragments removed twice and the whole thing removed once. Even with the anesthetic, that hurts like no other. Notably, the 2nd time I did it myself, at home. It went away for a few months and didn't get infected, so I think I did it right.

I'm thinking of giving this one last go. I think I've isolated the cause of my problems, which seems to be subconscious rejection of the form. Noting that, I don't have a replacement form in mind yet. Could I still be good to go without an image?