Workout Time! Does Vigorous Masturbation Count As A Warm Up?

People who go to prison are bad guys? Untrustworthy? Inferior? Uncle Iroh went to prison. What are you trying to say about Uncle Iroh?

Alliterative adjective names like "nervous Nellie," but used when someone is flamboyantly displaying their preferences, or acting like their state of being is the universal standard. "Okay, poly Polly." "Whatever monogamous Molly." "Easy there, dominant Dominic."

I love learning little tidbits about real life in the Mormon Church. When my S.O. was a DJ for his Mormon youth gatherings in high school, he wasn't just a volunteer. It wasn't just a job they gave him. No, when they needed a new DJ, men from the church decreed that he was called upon by God to DJ the dances, and honest to fucking Christ, anointed him with oils so that he could answer God's call.

Speaking Thoughtfully on the Suicide Hotline

I was experiencing heavy ideation, worried I may actually try to go through with it again. I decided to call before it was too late. I thought of my potential suicide in the most logical ways possible, giving myself true pros and cons, considering grey areas, realistic impact, etc. The person on the other line was clearly struggling. Eventually he admitted that they were trained for people who were in paroxysms, simply panicking about their situation, and he had no idea what to do with someone who thoroughly thought it out in a rational manner. He couldn't help me. After a while of speaking to me, he assumed from my relative calm and way of speaking that I wasn't in danger. He said "it sounds like you're going to be okay. I need to talk to other people calling." I felt even more alone and uncared for after calling. If not even the people whose job it is to care (volunteer or otherwise) seem to care about me, I felt it must truly be hopeless, that there was no reason to be around. Sharing hotline numbers is great. I'm sure the service has helped many people. I wanted to share my experience to potentially help people like me, who don't sob and cite purely emotional motivations (a different experience which is also terrible) so they know what they may be walking into at such a vulnerable moment.

What would Scooby Doo?

*Looks at my own butt in new jeans* "I would hit that."

"Do you need, like, a reason to talk to someone, or how does that work?"

-Trying to remember how to make friends after a particularly long and arduous bout of anxiety.

"Rich people aren't privileged! People make assumptions about me all the time because I'm rich. My friend even got mugged because they looked rich." This is what you sound like when you say that you don't have white privilege because your life isn't perfect.

"People used to be hobbled for leaving their slaver's plantation. That was REAL racism. Things are not as bad as they used to be, so let's stop making a ruckus over nothing with this segregation thing." -Martin Luther King Jr.

A new fun thing I started doing: eating ice cream while reading particularly toxic "thinspirational" vitriol.