I realize that this is only an achievement to me, but when I got the Poeples Hero achievement for Skyrim. I was playing through as myself, trying to help everyone I could. I just wiped out the Dark Botherhood and it popped up. I was honestly touched, as I really cared about those stupid digital poeple I was saving. It made me feel like I was really making a difference.

Yes

Oh yeah I know it’s cheaper to help the disabled, but y’know 'murica. As for who said that too me, it was a coworker.

I’m sorry you feel stuck right now. I know you don’t want to hear this, but if you want to achieve your dream of a family you are going to need another job and therapy. Even if the women of your dreams showed up ready to get pregnant right now, you’re not ready. Do you really want to raise kids who know daddy hates himself? Do you really want your family to deal with your emotional spillover? Teaching kids emotional regulation is HARD and damn near impossible if you are struggling yourself.

There is nothing wrong with wanting a family. That is a fine goal and a perfect thing to look forward to. Many poeple are starting families later just bc of the cost of living, so I don’t think you will be too old even if it takes you another five years to get there.

There is someone out there for everyone. Maybe she can make all the money and you can be a stay at home dad! But you gotta get up, flip off the fucking world, and get a job and start putting together a social life of poeple who care about you. Stay safe and remember you are valuable and worthy of self love.

For some reason there’s a lot of hate for disabled poeple. It’s like poeple view them as a ugly drain on society. I had a guy tell me to my face disabled poeple should be dead. Source: husband is disabled.

He is the Senator from PA. He was super liberal up until he had a stroke and then became super conservative. Complete 180. Seems to have knocked out his sense of humor too. Now it seems he’s taking risks he would not have taken pre stroke by driving recklessly.

Not OP but I can visualize great, still have no sense of direction.

No. Not a tankie. It would be nice if autocorrect let me type tankie and not talkie. I had to cut and paste it I’m not proud.

When poeple went on political rants at work I would say “let’s play a game. It’s called Don’t Talk Politics at Work. I’ll go first!” Then I would shut up, turn around and keep on working. Just replace politics with whatever. It’s low key funny with a deadpan delivery so I’ve never had anyone get mad at me for it.

Me alone in the forest, lost and confused: huh I thought at least one of them would be here!!???

Don’t be afriad to involve her in your stuff, even if it’s boy stuff. My dad taught me how to fix cars, wilderness survival, how to shoot guns, how to fix stuff, it didn’t matter that I was a girl, if I was interested he’d show me. I didn’t care that this was boy stuff, I just liked that I was helping dad.

With the bonus payoff of me being a rather handy cabable adult too! Although he did his fair share of playing Barbie and tea party as well.

She might not like all of your hobbies (I never liked fishing) but give it a shot! Don’t be afraid just bc some stuck up parents would be agast she’s learning to change the oil in the car.

Do you have any friends or family that could leave reviews or contact the manager about her? I agree that customers complaints might have more weight. Maybe have a friend ask to speak to the manager when she pulls something visable. That way your hands are clean and management has no reason to single you out.

I mean those yacht wrecking orcas got pretty political.

I mean I agree it sucks. I wish like hell I DIDN’T have to profile 50% of the population like this just to survive unscathed.

Am women, love hiking. Have encountered bears many times. I stay calm, keep my distance and appreciate them for the beautiful animals they are. (And yes, I’d pick bear, everytime.)

The key here, in case you missed it Mr. Red, is that I don’t know the intentions of the man. I’m rolling a dice on whether this hypothetical man is one of the good ones. The bear might kill me, it might not, but it’s not going to harass me once I get out of the forest. It’s not going to text me at all hours of the day and night asking for a chance because it got me out of the forest. The bear isn’t going to show up at places I’m at and attempt to talk to me. The bear isn’t going to contact everyone I know on social media trying to convice them they are a nice bear who just needs to go on a date with me. The bear won’t write me emails telling me I’m a bitch ass stuck up whore when I refuse them.

It’s not just the forest, Mr. Red, it’s after the forest. It’s the fallout. I’d rather get ripped apart than take a chance a get a Nice Guy. Once I am out of the woods, I never have to think about that bear again. If it’s a man I run the risk of always having to look over my shoulder, and depending on his level of crazy, maybe getting stalked for the rest of my life.

Poeple get so mad when I’m driving them somewhere and I insist on using my GPS. “But I’m your GPS!” Yeah well maybe I want to see how many streets before the turn, or I want alerts about debri, police or road construction.

Right!? And this is the day and age where we have magic glasses that show you things only you can see! I’d be perfect. Plus I think a lot of us would like to blame lizard poeple instead of, y’know humanity.

I dunno this sounds like a good time to me. If eating Parking Lot Peanutbutter Pie is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

Smooth spread for smooth brain.