Wow, do you live on my road? (joking) I looked outside, and yard, ditch, and road all appeared to be one level plane of snow. The road connected to ours has been worked on, though. I haven't seen it today.
I have some kind of schizophrenia spectrum disorder, but any psychiatrist/therapist I've seen is reluctant to diagnose any more specifically. There was one therapist who outright refused to diagnose me with anything. It can be frustrating.
The sign for me that I needed a new therapist was when I would sit there the whole hour and listen to her talk pretty much the entire time. My new therapist has me for like thirty minutes, but I talk waaay more than I did the whole hour with the other one. Still not sure how helpful this one is, but she's not going to out me to the government or report me for being a socialist. Not yet, anyway.
I get that too. I was just talking to my sibling about how in literal Nazi Germany, if Hitler wasn't in charge, someone else who does the same shit would be. Trump can be assassinated tonight, and the fascism wouldn't slow down.
Most of the time those Midwesterners have had so many storms they hardly give it a second thought. 'Til one hits them, then at least a generation is traumatized by storms.
I can't imagine taking up arms myself. I have no training and such a fear of violence. On the other hand I'm willing to fill any support role I can. From cyber warfare to medical assistance (not a doctor, but I can do first aid and take instructions) or delivering food or whatever else needs delivering.
I don't remember the users name, but I think I remember it leading to some problems across the triad. I think they leaned more Maoist, and the ML instances weren't fond of that.
I remember reading something like "Confessions of a Bastard Cop" where a retired cop reflected and told the messed up shit they (including himself) do. He described their training as hours of watching cops die horrifically and telling them if they hesitate to shoot, that will be them or one of their buddies. What they do is messed up, and the training only encourages them to do even more fucked up shit.
There was a kid in middle school who liked beating up on me, usually just enough to look playful but not arouse suspicion. One day, he grabbed my pinky and twisted it, obviously making me bend to what he wanted me to do. The next day he wanted to show someone the new trick he'd learned, so he asked for my pinky again. Knowing he'd hurt me worse if I didn't give it to him, I acquiesced. He then twisted it harder and more confidently than the first time, and I collapsed in pain. Turns out he broke my pinky. School administration made us got to counseling where they told me he was just playing and did nothing else. His parents, however, came down hard on him. Made him write an apology letter and he was mostly friendly and apologetic towards me afterwards. Figure there was a mix of genuine remorse that he'd gone "too far" and fear of his parents who, in turn, may have been afraid he'd gone too far or maybe were afraid we'd sue. Anyway, appeasement doesn't work, but that was pretty much my only defense mechanism: shut down and let it happen.
Ol' reliable rm -rvf so I can delete it all and watch with regret as an important file sails up the screen. I try to be careful not to nuke anything important, but someday this will bite me in the rear.
Wow, do you live on my road? (joking) I looked outside, and yard, ditch, and road all appeared to be one level plane of snow. The road connected to ours has been worked on, though. I haven't seen it today.