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owlislost

Fuck, man, sometimes (often?) I read your posts and am like "Mom?" If you were, I pray our screen-names would be just another white lie we concealed from eachother, but I digress. As a teen I would have said I was "100% honest" with my parents (or really, my mother, who was the conduit through whom all such

Oh, Natasha, we get it. You’re still closer to Teen than Exhausted Parent. But trust me this article will come back to haunt you in some way.

I WANT A LAMB.
And a goat. And a snake. And a bird.

Yes. That’s obviously the important thing to remember here.

I don't know why you wouldn't expect so many stories from trolls. Desperately crying out to be the center of attention is their whole deal.

It was a dot com that went bust pretty quickly after the bubble. My bosses had giant elaborate sci-fi paintings of Xenu in their offices and the Sea Org would bust in without warning and collect money from the higher ups.

I used to read that website all the time! I worked for a Scientologist owned company in the late 90s, so I was always trying to research and make sense of the oddballs around me.

I “lost” time during my massive depression, in the sense that I really just don’t remember much about those years. They’re all sort of muddy.

Me too! I can barely remember almost two years of my life when I was severely depressed. I went back to visit my old home from that time period and couldn’t recall anything of significance about living there except spending days on the couch or in bed.

Hey, this happened to me! I never really talked to anyone about it or realized it was a thing. I always feel like I’ve just repressed all those memories but I was in psych wards twice as a teenager after suicide attempts and can only remember fragments of my time there. Like two or three memories of a combined year

Same here. I find that my friends bring up things that I just don’t remember at all and there are years that are just completely hazy and vague to me. Like I know what I did in a general sense, but details are hard. I find it weird because my short-term memory is pretty good and I do well on tests at school. This was

Same. It’s not necessarily that I don’t have memories, but rather that most are kind of vague.

It is ok now. I had to go all around the neighborhood shops, like say, dry cleaaner’s, going “Hi, did I drop anything off here? Cause I was in a coma and forgot”, and people don’t think you literally mean coma and just laugh.

The livejournal was linked to his kinja username. Someone was googling him trying to pull up an old comment thread and stumbled on it. They were, understandably, disturbed. The tumblr is linked to the email that he posts on every BCO. So uncovering one led to looking into if there was anything else upsetting out

It's been almost five months since my divorce was finalized and four months since I moved back to Philly. It's weird to say this, but I think I'm actually ok for the first time in a really long time. I never thought I could be happy alone. Today I had a the best day. I bought a bunch of stuff at Target, I sat in the

The Silver and Bronze packages were combined some time ago into what we call the Extra Value plan. Which, even if you had your disclaimer, would still mean you're going to have to get the fuck out now. Unless you'd like to upgrade to Gold, of course.