Damn. I’m a dog person, but my condolences.
That seems like much less stress. Public beaches and pools in America always have long lines for changing rooms and bathrooms. Plus they’re foot fungus cesspools. I’d much rather change in the open. I think as American families become more diverse we’re realizing that maybe mens rooms need changing table too lol Read more
...hopefully they’re finally “pudding” him in jail.
For me it was a combination of emotionally withholding parents, school bullies, and an unfortunate combination of glasses, braces, and not knowing how to dress that made me desperate for affirmation. Luckily I discovered theater at about that time that earned me both a social set and and a source of… Read more
I unfortunately think that little has changed... I wasn’t alive in the 70s so I can’t speak to that, but I remember still getting attention from men my dad’s age and older starting from around age 11 or 12 in the early/mid 2000s... I was tall and well-endowed, sure, but I was clearly and obviously a child. It didn’t… Read more
I was 13-14 in the mid-70s, and I got a lot of attention from grown men. I was thrilled by it. Boys my age either ignored me, barked at me, or called me names. Adult men talked to me like I was a person, admired me, complemented me. At the time, it was bliss, and I felt it made me special. And thanks mainly to a lack… Read more