TheFlopster @ TheFlopster @lemmy.world

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Same. If I can't eat what I want, what's even the point of being an adult? Eating things I like is basically the only thing I have left in life to look forward to.

I think it might be the word "named" instead of "identified." That and the two "as" appositive phrases prepositional phrases in a row.

Talk to a friend about everything you're feeling. Bitch about all his worst qualities and be extra petty about it. Cry about all his good qualities that you'll miss. Watch a new show or movie or an old comforting favorite (anything that doesn't remind you of him). Have a long Lemmy scrolling session to try to take your mind off it for a while. Cry some more. Tell yourself how life is so unfair, and sometimes it sucks. Scream out loud, and get some stuff off your chest that you'd never say to his face. Cry again. Write down everything you're feeling, then keep it, or burn it (whatever feels right in the moment). Hydrate after all the crying. Don't forget to eat, and eat whatever you feel like. Try to get some sleep.

Potentially repeat some of those things the next day, and the next, but hopefully fewer and fewer as the days go by, and the feelings become less pointed.

Maybe you could switch to evening showers?

Pros: luxuriate in there as long as you want, feel comforted, more sleeping in.

Cons: idk, I love an evening shower. Drying your hair before bed I guess?

If anyone is being harmed, member or non-member, then I think it should be stopped. That applies to both cult activities and cultural activities.

If it's being sent over the cell phone carrier signal, does that mean if you're at home, or otherwise connected to Wi-Fi, that you won't get it?

I would have said god is a fascist. There's a real "do what I've decided is best for you, or there will be hell to pay" (pun intended) vibe throughout his interactions with humanity.

But he does always seem to need money, so maybe you have a point.

I did once! Technically it was a participation ribbon. Picture it: Southern California, 1993, school foot race. I was 8 years old. The winners got the blue ribbon and the whatever second place was colored ribbon. And everybody else (me) got a white participation ribbon.

Morning routine.

It seems that the reddit refugees who used/loved RIF are the ones who use Liftoff, as they are very visually similar. I fall into that group. Having never used Apollo, I don't have a comparison on that front.

Omg, my parents have the exact same black and gold bridge wall art. Weird.

Adorable cat!

"Bone pain"

...Say what now?

Maybe they could have worked Shran in as some sort of observing diplomat. Only taking orders and doing work if it's an emergency situation, but otherwise just there to take notes on the pink skins and learn about their culture. And we would of course also learn about them. Idk, just off the top of my head.

I'm interested in the alternate endings.