ashinae
Ashinae
ashinae

Hugs back and thank you!

I’m 37 and I’m only out to my TINY group of friends and on the internet. Like, some of us have difficult as fuck situations we can’t escape. Heck.

There are people for whom they are not safe. Wood smoke isn’t inherently safe just because it doesn’t have tar or whatever else that a cigarette does (I’ve included two quotations and an article from Scientific American and a report from the gov’t of Alberta below my own commentary). For your neighbours with

I pretty much don’t care what anyone does to their own bodies, not really, but if it in any way has a negative effect on others, I draw a hard line. Smoking/vaping, backyard fires, drunk or aggressive driving, revving the engine of your motorcycle/muscle car at midnight...

Hugs back to you. Thank you so much.

Any “prank” that sets out to deliberately upset a child and make them cry—like this one, or those Halloween candy ones on Kimmel (?), or that one that went around before where people manipulated kids into thinking they were invisible—bother me on a deep, visceral level.

The one thing that we Canadians can’t get complacent about, though, is the fact that if your insurance isn’t through your employer, they are all allowed to—and do—refuse to cover “pre-existing conditions”.

I see so many angry geeks who seem to hate everything they consume, and I don’t quite understand it. Life’s too short to keep doing things you’re not enjoying! I have given up on many books and TV series when I stopped enjoying them and, sincerely: I’ve always just ended up having more time and energy for things I do

Y’know, when I was young, pretty, thin (and all of 5'2"), I bypassed the lines at concerts for the ladies’ room and instead went to the men’s room, because I have a bladder roughly the size of a tic tac. I sure got a couple of “What the?!” looks, and more than one “Uh, miss, you know this is the men’s room, right?”

It’s glorious, isn’t it? I love it.

I’m sorry my comment was rude.

It’s always amazing to me that the devices people use to leave comments don’t include google.

Yep, my fellow white women love touching my hair. It’s naturally curly. But usually they will ask me.

I have spent a lifetime reading and seeing things like your comment: caps lock yelling that men shouldn’t be in dresses or skirts. That they shouldn’t wear make up. That they shouldn’t paint their nails. That they shouldn’t like books or movies or TV shows that skew “girl”.

I was thinking the same thing from the moment I saw the headline here, though my mindfulness training, such as it was, came from programs for mental illness. People have tried to teach me mindfulness, meditation, but it doesn’t work for me. So for classes for children, I really hope they make it clear for the kids

My parents were born in ‘39 and ‘49. They knew lots of kids between them who had these childhood diseases; they had classmates whose lives were forever altered thanks to the measles and polio. My gramma, born in ‘26, had 13 older siblings—she’s the youngest. They’re all gone but her, but she never knew 5 of them,

And then a whole bunch of TERFs got real salty about that, piled on, and @GMPCityCentre deleted the tweet and apologised publicly for it.

I got my first period at 10.

“I’ve suffered so everyone else should, too, because reasons” is an attitude I’ll never understand. Perhaps my perspective on it is skewed because I’m a sexual assault survivor and have been ill in one way or another for my entire adult life, but I’d never wish anything I’ve suffered on anyone else. I wish nobody, nobo

Of course they prevent cancer. None of the siblings my gramma never knew because they died of childhood illnesses before she was even born ever got cancer.