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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!

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.

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.

“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.

They have started to, kind of. Some brands of jeans I buy have inches on the size. Saying that, there is still variation even within brand. Jeans may be a size 4 and a 26 inch waist but I’ve also seen a size 6 as a 29. On top of that, if you know your measurements and you try these on they all fit differently which is confusing. Understandably there is some variation, but I mean by entire inches on supposed same sized pants. I don’t want to wear a 28 inch when I buy a size 4, but sometimes that’s how they feel. So trying everything on is still obligatory.

My kids are almost fully grown and I’m in my late 30s, it is super freeing to no longer panic about periods. Especially with gestures at everything

Well since breast are for feeding babies and genitals are not, it isn’t really the same at all.

From a behavior therapy perspective, it is a reason I don’t go out many places. I don’t want to see.

Alpha wolf. Silly name. Lovely music.

Bed by 9 god damn it.