
As the child of Jack Mormons, I feel for you and hope you’ve found healing.
As the child of Jack Mormons, I feel for you and hope you’ve found healing.
I would be more hopeful to believe it was consensual was except they bragged their wife doesn’t know. I’ve been in enough situations through chats to learn people like this exist and managed to abuse others—even virtually. There can be healthy relationships in BDSM, but the community often attracts predators for a reason.
It’s exactly why I do not present any of the mental psychological isms my therapist gave me to other people. I’ve seen loads of folks who pretty much brag about these things—using them as excuses to be shitty or negligent people with no attempt at learning or practicing social skills. I run like the wind anytime I hear someone brag or lament (usually just a backdoor brag) that they are “empathic” or “highly sensitive.” I’m very cautious around people who bring up their “ADHD,” “anxiety disorder” or “autism”—especially if they do it regularly, publicly (on social media), or very early upon meeting them. And don’t get me started about personality disorders. I know people who are legitimately trying their best with all these things, but the genuinely responsible and aware folks seem to rarely wear those as kind of strange badges of identity.
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Did they find any TP?
I prefer it that way. I’d rather be dedicating more conversation with people in my physical space at this time. There’s a reason the Surgeon General declared loneliness an epidemic, and it was heading there prior to the pandemic.
Yeah, one of my resolutions is to give up Reddit. I’ve logged out for now and will be getting my little “social media” fix here for the time-being.
Yeah, the last three panels actually bug me (though for different reasons).
I have stupidass heightened perception and seem to repeatedly find myself in extraordinary unbelievable (and often traumatic) situations which no one believes at first, because the situations are so absurd, and my silly brain rights itself so I seem “too okay” in spite of it all. Then I have to deal with it on my own until it directly impacts others and they cannot deny the situations exist. Then they act like shocked Pikachus (which is massively infuriating at times). This has been escalating throughout my life—in spite of the fact I do everything possible to keep my stupid little existence low-key and healthy. I’m working on accepting this.