See, I used to live in an area with a big polyamory community. Most of us were gay or trans or both. Befriending just one person led you to a whole group of entanglement. Swiping with poly people on tinder led me to people I didn't know yet, but maybe I knew their partners or friends of partners or some other entanglement. They were like my found family. I really miss them all.

I moved to a brand new area, and started swiping. I put that I'm poly in my profile. I swiped on some potato who said they were poly. I figured that was my way into find some group. I met the potato, and their partner carrot shows up in the middle. They leave together. Potato blocks me. Carrot starts interviewing me on another platform I had never even giving to potato. Like dang, I didn't know it was like that. That interaction freaked me out and I haven't been talking to anyone since.

But, like ... most people don't want that shit. They want to live with the people they love and can cohabitate with.

What do you think a found family is if not people you love and can cohabitate with? I don't have to be related to people to care about them and want to be around them.

(o_o) (0_0) (O_O)

I think zero or lowercase o is more "seriously?" and capital O is more "amazed."

You don't need to refrigerate apples and oranges? Just leave them in the counter for easy snacking.

This isn't exactly what you asked, but I highly recommend emulation. I have had ePSXe downloaded on every phone I've had for the past ten years to play PS1 games. There are so many good titles, all of them free, playable offline. You might like Intelligent Qube Mr. Driller Devil Dice for puzzles. I love playing final fantasy, legend of dragoon, suikoden, Spyro, crash bandicoot. I don't care about graphics, but I am a sucker for playing through a story.

Please, eat something green

I agree it sounds like AI garbage.

It is planned pooling as other people have mentioned. This is the yarn that I used. It's been about a year making this blanket. It's not as complicated as you describe, but the hardest part is maintaining just the right amount of tension. In total, I probably undid the whole blanket once or twice before I finished it, trying to get the tension perfect.

See, I wanted to major in math over engineering because engineering has less math. My husband is an engineer and he does very little math on a daily basis. The software does all the calculations when he runs simulations.

I named my cat Luphina. I thought it was so pretty. The name that stuck was Luphy. My husband calls her Monkey D Luffy.

We call her Luphy Loaf too.

The first time I can look back at growing up and pinpoint dysphoria was the onset of puberty. It felt so wrong, like it shouldn't have been happening to me. I felt trapped in someone else's body. I remember reading the diary of Ann Frank, and she was happy to get her period and be a woman. That concept was so foreign to me. Why would anyone want to be a woman if they didn't have to? I got a period, and I felt dread. I knew my mom had a hysterectomy, and I knew that's exactly what I wanted as soon as possible. I have always known that I would get sterilized. The thought of birthing children and getting pregnant made me feel sick and uneasy. I wished it weren't possible. I wished I didn't have to.

As I grew to be a "woman," I had a deep hatred for what I felt I had to be. I didn't want to be a man. I just wanted to be a default person. I didn't want to be perceived masculine or feminine. When I was a young child, I didn't feel like a pretty little girl. I felt like just a kid. A lot of girls played with other girls and boys with other boys. I never felt like I belonged anywhere, but is that dysphoria or is that growing up as an outsider?

I remember thinking about cutting out my uterus while it was bleeding. I felt it shouldn't be there, and I needed to get rid of it. That was totally dysphoria. There's nothing like that when I was younger that I can remember.

If you are a giving person, you have to put a limit on how much you can give. Takers have no limit.

I have to remember to look out for myself because even though I'm trying to look out for a lot of people I care about, no one is looking out for me.

Keep advocating for yourself. Don't let anyone convince you that you have to take whatever hormones or have whatever surgery. My transition worked out way better when I found a doctor willing to listen to my troubles and recommended treatment that aligned with my goals. I think surgery saved my life. I had 3 suicide attempts before it and 0 since. The difference in the quality of life is like night and day.

It's seriously so stupid. I wish people by default didn't have a gender and got to pick instead of being assigned one at birth. My puberty landed me in the hospital. My sex organs are just completely fucked. I'd been in pain regularly for 13 years, complaining to so many doctors that just didn't take me seriously. I wasn't even out as nonbinary the whole time, only the past three years. I got bottom surgery this summer and I don't take hormones anymore. I used to diy hormones because it's just too god damn hard to get the prescribed. I asked my GP for a referral to the most liberal doctor that would give me that surgery, but there was a lot of failure before that.

Frieza is totally real. Haven't you watched DBZ?

I have some things to help me take care of my pets. I have an automatic litterbox that scoops itself and gives me a notification to empty it. I have an automatic feeder that feeds my cats three times a day so I don't forget. I have a water fountain that I refill and clean weekly. I used to be very forgetful or struggle to make my mind do the tasks to take care of my pets, and I felt really bad about it. Now, most of the time I spend taking care of my cats is brushing them, petting them, and just hanging out with them. These items weren't cheap, but to me, they're worth every penny.

Remote learning has had a devastating effect on education. Gen Z's time in college and high school was royally fucked by the pandemic. It's no wonder why they would be less interested in remote work, not because they're "old souls."

Porn addiction is real, and watching porn can have more harm than just puritanical bullshit. Most people that I've watched looking at porn don't just find a video a watch it start to finish. They watch multiple videos, fast forwarding to their favorite parts. Delayed gratification is good for you. Also, porn doesn't accurately depict what sex is like. It can give you fucked up expectations of what sex should be.

If you watch so much porn that you can't have an orgasm without watching it, if you are only aroused by porn that can't exist in real life, if you stop having sex with a partner to instead only masturbate to porn, if you find yourself constantly watching porn even at inappropriate times, if the amount of porn you watch decreases your quality of life... That's addiction.

I think that masturbating is healthy and good for human sexuality, but I think a lot of people could benefit from masturbating differently. Try reading or using your imagination or even just masturbating meditatively, focusing on sensations.

These are beautiful and way more than just mildly interesting.

I moved to a new state a month ago, and I haven't made any new friends yet. Before, I had weekly scheduled hangouts. I usually always contact my friends first, but sometimes someone will send me a meme without warning. Usually, I text people a dad joke, and I talk to them about stuff. My only complaint is that I don't see anyone anymore because I live in a new state. I want to start weekly board game nights back up. The more I reach out to my friends, the more they connect with me.