>>35036029if i close my eyes and pretend hard enough, i can daydream scenarios where the boys tell me im doing good or praise me for the work ive been doing. sometimes ill do extra things and stay behind at work so i can be alone and imagine that when i get home, they'll welcome me with a hot meal and friendly banter. its a meaningless existence cause im just a wagie, but when i pretend that there's someone to come home to besides my cat, it makes me feel like i matter just a little bit. its cringe but i like to sit on the couch on the weekends and talk out loud like the boys are there.
