I feel like we’re just going to turn on TV to the announcement that this last year and a half was part of some kind of impossibly large-scale study and that things will be returning to normal shortly.

Where he has to spend more than ten seconds reading a document that doesn’t have fun shapes and bright colors.

Assistant systems are already so confusing as a US citizen. I can’t imagine trying to navigate it while also fearing deportation.

Same.

Those states sound a lot like derealization and dissociation. I’ve had those states throughout my life.

Bongo Cat is the first meme in a while to bring me such wholesome joy. OR3O made a cute song featuring other cat memes.

That’s what my first thought was. If anyone looks like a neo-Nazi, it’s this guy.

I’ve actually had multiple therapists gawk at me as I reiterate my past. This introduction to my life generally takes a few sessions because I’ve more issues than a magazine.

And don’t forget that you can’t have more than $2,000 to your name at any given time if you get disability! One penny over and apparently you’re rolling in dough.

The WW that I attended as a kid introduced 6-year-old Kit to such lovely ideas as “keep a red fork in your cutlery drawer to remind you not to eat” and also “keep photos of your fat self on the fridge so that every time you open it, you’ll think twice about eating.”

I’ve done the days without eating. Or the days when I’d eat 200-400 calories max every day over the course of months.

So the med they put you on for body dysmorphia caused weight gain.

I feel so called out with this. I just closed a bunch of tabs out of sheer shame.

YES!

I lost somewhere in the ballpark of 150 lbs because of an extreme case of OCD (I was afraid food would make me physically ill, thus I would not eat) and the complements I started getting just fueled the budding eating disorder.

It could have been a routine transfer, oddly enough. It was like 3:00 AM! No idea why, but I was fairly unhappy to be woken up just as I fell asleep.

I’m just adding this on because I didn’t remember this yesterday, but has anyone else been watched while going to the bathroom? There was more than one occasion where I had to be watched.

Nice. 

Humans constantly seek novel things. Once things are out of the spotlight, they quickly become forgotten. We have short attention spans. Once it ceases to provide stimuli, it’s dropped.

It’s sort of breaking my brain right now trying to come to grips that this was a purposeful act and that people actually have the ability to be so callous.