I wasn’t paying attention to the community.

Ok, I guess you’re right. I will unfollow the community. I accidentally responded not paying attention to where it was posted.

What a sad thing to want or wish for. You have to think, divorces and discontent don’t come out of nowhere. Wife or primary caregiver often gets fed up with taking care of someone with arrested development which becomes massively apparent after children are born, or there are money issues, etc. Divorced/older men chasing younger naive women is a stereotype for a reason.

Ya for real though, don’t worry, people in medical/human services aren’t too worried about your explosive diarrhea. (I know it’s hard to emotionally detach on this when you’re younger). But…It’s just a job. My colleagues and I have often incidentally been extremely intimate just by virtue of we have to work with people who are sometimes naked, and deal with fluids and the like. In any other context it might be embarrassing to meet someone and thirty minutes later look at a penis together. Nature of the beast etc. Everyone poops!

Balloon animal version of tate

Really wish I did. That’s interesting.

Oh, awful. We dated for several years. He moved across the country on short notice. Just let me know one day after work he was moving back to his moms. I felt that abandonment for multiple years. But inadvertently ended up with several degrees and a nice job because I didn’t stay with him and continue doing whatever I could to be next to him like a puppy. Now I realize relationships aren’t everything. To be honest he didn’t deserve my love and it’s sickening that I’ve never liked anyone nearly as much even decades later.

Arguing with the insurance about why you need medicine when you’re sick, while you get sicker is so twisted. I’m glad your family was shielded from that at the minimum.

You should see cancer meds. 😭

Very interested in what you’re doing to these dead meatballs.

How about if you have to throw a punch, punching up? The mentally ill and developmentally disabled are not people you should target, for sure.

No, because it’s right there next to the toilet and I don’t want to get pee on my feet.

Just today I blocked a blow to the head and caught a flying laptop with one hand! Maybe I was born this way?

Guile’s theme, considering my job.

Yep. Nearly got it from being exposed to HPV from an asymptomatic male spouse. There weren’t any symptoms other than potentially a little skin tag. It was caught in the advanced precancerous stage or whatever. They offered me a hysterectomy at 29 or we could try cutting out what (visibly to me) looked like about large marble-sized chunk of cervix. We could try that twice. Thankfully I’ve been clear for years, have my vaccine now etc. You know, it’s wild they do that while you’re awake in an exam room to me. Anyway!! A little vaccine could have spared all that.

“Why suffer twice”…

1. Other peoples relationships (It’s none of my business and always turns into free therapy for people who never change and never intend to)
2. Work (People will never accept boundaries of what can and cannot be spoken of)
3. Star Wars (we hates space opera)

Well I have no survival skills. So die.

I no longer plan days. I plan small moments, events, conversations, and I plan reactions for when my plans go wrong (things like incompatible and alternative behaviors). I often find myself imitating characters and people I’ve admired who have great social skills and compassion. Breaking my day up into calendar events has helped tremendously. It feels silly, but planning for plans to break was so painful at first, now it’s just something I laugh over as I rewrite my calendar for the third time in a day.

I would be a lot happier.