I think it was fine for you to ask her to go outside. It’s much, much better than lighting up a cigarette and your health risk is much lower, but there us definitely still steam and nicotine being aerosilized. It’s sort of the equivalent of someone using an inhaler or a nebulizer in your house, except with nicotine…

I tried to research vaping to see if I could buy a good kit for my aunt* and it was so fucking confusing. And hipster. So fucking hipster.

I find her narrative reasonable. She hasn’t, in general, sought out the spotlight. Rosie is the one that made her mental health difficulties public knowledge weeks before she turned 18. That’s pretty shitty considering Rosie did not believe her mental health difficulties were so serious as to necessitate seeking legal…

I’m trying really hard to grow my nails out to a reasonable length. It’s hard because I pick at them and bite them without realizing what I’m doing. On Friday all ten nails were about halfway there so I sculpted them a bit and patted myself on the back.

Yes, they do. They also breed them when they’re babies, so then you get these premature tiny piglets because mom is only a few months old. And then you have the breeder showing you the parents and claiming they’re full grown when they are just babies themselves.

Yeah, no. Of course breeders claim otherwise, but actual vets and rescues will tell you that they’re just stunted (starved) pot belly pigs. https://www.thedodo.com/whats-misleadi…

People sell “teacup pigs” but they only stay somewhat small (less than 100 lbs) if you starve them (and please don’t do that). They’re actually pot belly pigs, and grow to be a couple hundred pounds, usually.

I’d imagine it’s an acrobat shoe. I had split sole acrobat, jazz, tap, and ballet shoes because they were basically required at the place I danced once you hit junior level dance. The acrobat shoes have no slip pads.

Exactly. I think a parenting class should be required for high school graduation, and that we should have a ton of supportive services. But a license? That’s some serious dystopian shit, there.

I had “breakfast for dinner” tonight- biscuits, sausage gravy, scrambled eggs with cheese, bacon, hash browns, and orange juice. It was very good but I now feel like someone dropped a rock into my gut.

It’s just an extra tight and unflattering hug for us fatties.

The place I was at had an average stay of 2-3 years when I was there (I only left early because of funding). But it use to be that kids routinely stayed 5-10 years, often after a year or so in a psych hospital. In the 80s I believe it took 6 months of perfect behavior to gain “off grounds” privileges. It was really…

Agreed. We weren’t exactly separated from the little kids, they’d come in to our dorm (dorms were large rooms with beds and a table) to get their hair done in the morning and would go on outings/activites with us. That worked okay, but it’s really hard to imagine our 15 year olds living with the youngest girls.

I graduated in 2005.

20-25% of girls beds were empty. The funding was state grants, school districts, and private pay. There just wasn’t the same demand for girls beds.

I was talking to a friend who I was there with a while ago, and she said “It was what I needed, but it wasn’t enough”. That is about how I feel about it.

Okay, so, the place I was at had six communal dorms, three independent rooms, and (when I started) six transitional rooms.

Eh, it’s mostly boring. I was a severely depressed/anxious teen, managed to be declared sick enough to get a state grant for residential, and then went off to “boarding school”. I was there 18 months before I lost funding/”graduated”. Overall it was a decent but frustrating place. Probably the best option for me at…

I was in an RTC as a teen, and girls moved through the “levels of care” slower and had longer lengths of stay. The reason was related to bed capacity- there was a higher demand for beds for boys, but an equal amount of boy and girl beds. I was quite angry about this as, with perfect behavior, it took me six months to…

If I could be a nun or religious sister without religion or celibacy, and basically live in a house with a bunch of cool women while making society a better place, I’d totally do it.