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severuscoates

There’s good sex, and then there’s so-good-I-drove-into-a-dumpster-after sex.

I have two, more than 20 years apart...

Mid 90s, DC, oyster bar near the White House, boyfriend and I getting busy in the men’s room, my skirt is up to here, boyfriends hands are right about there...bam, door opens, boyfriend is all of a sudden wrapping his arms around me, which is weird, cause, I’m taller and in heels, so hiding me is like hiding a giraffe

(I’m a guy)

My story is from the Other Side of public sex (as in, I wasn’t the one having it).

Gettin’ frisky with my high school boyfriend off a rural dirt road in middle-of-nowhere, and a cop shined a flashlight into the car and caught quite a show — he hadn’t turned on his lights or knocked or anything. He told us to “get dressed and get the fuck out of here.” A few weeks later that same cop caught us on a

if you care about your friends, learn about their illnesses and how they affect them. Learn about how other people are figuring out how to live happy lives. And learn to accept that not everyone is going to be able to do all the things you want to do, all the time, especially when they’re unwell. It’s an actual,

I’ve experienced them myself, and that’s all you need to know. Please stop with the hostile and intrusive line of inquiry, thank you. 

yes, in fact, sometimes it is. because there are legit diagnoses that include disconnection from reality as a symptom. this is what you all are failing to acknowledge and understand, and this is where you’re lacking compassion. her behavior is not a *choice*, it is a *symptom*. and I can definitely say that

Best advice here, including the Fuck Up author (who, IMO, generally gives excellent advice).  Well said!

It’s a pandemic, we’re all drowning, and your friend has mental issues to boot. Also, the little in person things people normally do to keep friendships active and close are just impossible right now. Normally I’m big on “yeah you can ask stuff of your mentally ill friends,” but right now maybe don’t.

Wouldn’t it be easiest if the letter writer just stopped expecting her chronically ill friend to be able to keep up with her non-chronically ill lifestyle? I mean if she wants to keep a friendship with this person whose life is full of shit she doesn’t have to deal with, she should be prepared to meet that person on

I am Jen.

I’m terribly socially anxious and have absolutely fallen into using social media as a way to broadcast my life to my friends without having to engage directly. For me it comes from overwhelm and self-consciousness? I was working a stressful and soul-sucking job and have been bitter and dealing with some shit.