Mentally ill woman in her late 30s. Quit my jobs with DIDDs to go to work a retail job and go to school.
I’m here to help!
Formerly @kbin.social.
In a move I’m going to regret forever, I’ll admit to the internet that I love being cuddle-fucked for literally as long as I can get it. (There’s a catch- has to be my boyfriend.)
More than an hour and about 15 minutes and we’ll probably need some lube, though.
I want to be haunted by caring beings who remind me to eat.
This is why the baby stage is so fun and the teenage stage is so damn annoying.
And yet, can still fuck the unlucky in a drug test.
ESL makes perfect sense!
I’ve adjusted how I read your comments with that knowledge.
“Be at peace” in English is considered an order, and isn’t usually said out of kindness (at least not in America). Here, it can be read as a threat. Which I now know you didn’t mean.
Have a lovely day, friend.
I have a ton I believe in.
I believe in being kind, I believe in helping others, I believe in the hardworking men and women in medicine. There’s so many things I believe in that it would take forever to list it all.
I also believe that telling other people sanctimonious things like “Be at peace with your natural choices. There will always be a cost” is not only off-putting and self-aggrandizing, but exactly the kind of crap the Bible tells you not to do.
I’ll leave you with some advice my favorite nun gave me when I was 12. No one left alive hasn’t heard the message of Jesus Christ. There’s no one left. So proselytizing the way the Bible commands you to do is almost impossible. Since you can reasonably assume most people who aren’t Christian have reason not to be, the best way to reach them isn’t by being a holier-than-thou preacher, it’s by living the light of the word and showing non-Christians what that means. “Live by example, what Christ has done for you.”
Because one of the other things I believe, is that genuine Christians, who follow their book, are some of the best people on Earth. But for every one of them, with a kind heart and forgiving words and judge-not-lest-ye-be-judged stamped on their lips, there’s about three hundred assholes saying vaguely judgemental shit on the internet and to one another behind closed doors. The “cost” of which only serves to help close those hearts and minds further to any positive message the Bible encourages you to spread.
Oh, right. The obedience only matters if you have to make yourself do it. It doesn’t count if it’s natural and painless and costs you nothing. Can’t believe I forgot about that?
If an all-knowing creator didn’t want humans to eat fruit from a specific tree, he shouldn’t have grown that tree in the only garden he had humans in.
You can make toothpicks out of anything if you’re willing to find a hard bit in it that can be sharpened or whittled.
Holds up a chicken. Behold! A tree!
Can you imagine if she had rejected him? She could’ve killed him!
White napped crane life expectancy in the wild is unknown.
So it sounds like you didn’t know that, either.
Society.
Have you seen how people treat a girl who is open about wanting sex? It’s not good.
Danny Devito.
…I’m a woman.
This flurry of posts strikes me as a hyperfocus fixation and that only makes it funnier.
These are hitting me just right.
I forgot that was the actor’s name and for a second thought he’d gotten married.
I’ve been open on the fediverse about my background.
The problem with being a major depressive for the first 36 years of your life is, you meet a lot of friends in treatment, and statistically, many of them don’t make it.
I recently surprised myself by telling the boyfriend two stories back-to-back and hearing myself say, “they died in (x) year.” Some of us outlive others. Some of us outlive a lot of others. That just makes those of is who make it all the more precious, and makes the example we lead that much more critical.
(Yes. 36 years of depression. And yes. It was actually worth it to live through it and get to the other side.)
And probably cold, too.
Why did I read this like patch notes on a game?