Two words: Group. Therapy.
I’m immensely grateful for the help and support it’s provided but holy hell this happens a dozen times a session.
Two words: Group. Therapy.
I’m immensely grateful for the help and support it’s provided but holy hell this happens a dozen times a session.
I’m a firm believer in sending all bigots “back where they came from.”
“We have investigated ourselves and found no wrongdoing”
There’s no reason to try and appear strong and “well functioning” towards your doctor like you are probably used to doing for everyone else.
Just wanted to add onto this something I only recently found out about myself, and I can’t imagine I’m alone in this. There really isn’t a “mask off” version of “me,” because I started so early and it’s been so long (I’m in my 40s). I basically grew around the mask. When the mask is gone, it’s shattered. What’s left of “me” at that point is just a quivering pile of trauma, repression, guilt/shame, and maladaptive coping skills. There’s no in-between, just high- and non-functioning.
Yes, I am in therapy working on it. Double yes, it makes it difficult for anyone to believe that there’s anything amiss until I break. Tis no fun.
Lord Vetinari, from Terry Pratchett’s Discworld
The countable pixels and questionable color accuracy of the image mean that could definitely be a white grape. Which I would infinitely prefer over a whole green olive. I would eat the grape, even though it’s weird on pizza. I’d take that olive right off, or maybe eat around it.
Gotta draw the line somewhere.
Who the hell puts grapes on pizza? 🤨
I’ve got a theory of my own: anyone afraid of being “replaced” isn’t that great, and should actually be replaced. Bigots, feel free to go back where you came from.
Well, at least I know ahead of time what tonight’s nightmares are gonna be about.
I take it that frog hadn’t been de-boned.
Most of us are. All it takes is a handful of shitstains to ruin it for the rest of us. And said shitstains LOVE it.
…do I want to read this?
clicks
I don’t know why I still get disappointed when I find out someone is a shitheel.
sigh
Does the velocity of the earth around the sun enter into it if the projectile doesn’t come anywhere close to leaving earth’s gravitational pull? When I said “at the sun” it was just a direction. A gesture towards the spirit of the original “into the sun.” They won’t reach it. They’ll just be a splat mark [insert parabola math here]-ish meters away.
Oh, I’m not saying take them to group therapy. It’s just that it happens a lot in that setting.