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Well she was a drunk and was what we now call abusive but back in England in the 70s was called strict. But when she was sober she was a hoot, shame she drank herself to death in 2002 at 52, I miss her wit and her wicked sense of humour, I don’t miss her emotional blackmail and her calling me at work at 11 am

Hope you’re around more on here directly soon but if not at least you still have the discord chat to fall back on (it seems rather useful for that these days given it’s harder for people to be nosey).

The depressive part of my manic depression has been very active lately, and it’s been hard, though it is getting better. I just wanted to shout out to anyone else who is dealing with depression. You aren’t alone, and it will pass. All of the negative things your mind is telling you are cruel symptoms of a terrible

What kind of role play? They might be good for stepping on your guy’s balls. Maybe you (or your partner) has a height fetish and he/she wants you to be taller than them. Or maybe he wants to cum all over your feet and you can just wash crocs off with the water hose from outside.

my friend’s toddler loves to grab my cheeks and plant a long Valentino-worthy kiss smack on my lips. it’s.....cute? I think? as long as he’s not still doing it at like twelve...

My toddler does not understand why I don’t want him to kiss me on the mouth. I tried, but the cuteness of his little “Tiss?” is too strong.

Uh...lots of people? My father’s parents always kissed their kids and grandkids on the lips, and most of his siblings do likewise to their kids and grandkids. It’s totally normal for them. Deciding that two people touching lips is inherently romantic or sexual is really pretty arbitrary, so it makes sense that that’s

The work of these dogs is truly, truly brilliant. Each one is so uniquely and specifically trained to their ‘person.’

Look I’ll support you on the whole peacock not having any business anywhere in that airport and being vicious jerks (there is a restaurant here in Austin that has them roaming around). That being said...

I’m totally gonna come at you about emotional support animals, I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for my little

Only time my cat has even been close to coming out of the carrier was when a when I was flying with a teeaged boy who was nervous and possibly on the spectrum and I was permitted to put my cat (carrier and all) into the middle seat because the kid asked politely and found him soothing. He apparently had a cat who died

No, the designation of service animals is pretty clear, they must be trained to preform a task. Animals trained to work with PTSD sufferers are trained to notice when someone is entering an anxiety state and help them out of that state sometimes even before they fully enter their flashback. Usually through touch but I

I agree in terms of a lot of fraud is commited by fake users of emotional support animals. I dont buy a peacock or a mini pig is going to be of much help during a ptsd flashback.

Oh shut the fuck up with that “women of a certain age” bullshit.

I broke up with a man I’d been seeing who felt entitled to tell me (after asking to see ME several times) that my weight was “a concern”. Do I feel good right now? No! I feel shitty, and drunk, and lacking in value, and like I’m never going to be loved. But that piece of shit is no longer in my life, so I’ll take my

My hennies are all laying eggs! We are getting 6-7 eggs most days (from 7 hens), despite some brutally cold temps. They are spoiled rotten with fresh veggie scraps daily (forcing us to eat more veggies too). They are eggcelent pets!!

Yes, the level of education that some have is astounding, and I’m really hoping to be able to give them more than just a GED. Good to know that the Netherlands’ literacy rate is such that programs like that aren’t needed as much!

I got a job! It’s a temporary position teaching public speaking to kids at a camp. But if they get good feedback, they’ll take me on for the summer and also consider making it a regular class. I’ve been out of the workforce for over 10 years so this is at least a good bullet point for the ol’ resume.

This week I maintained an organically good mood for four days in a row, which is a big deal for me. I’m coming out of a long, health-related funk (Thanks, Essure!).

As ridiculous as this might sound... Last night, I had agreed to some plans, which I was initially, honestly, somewhat flattered to even be included in. But then, inevitably, I got there (earlier than everyone else, I might add, despite not even making it on time — what is with people?), was immediately reminded how