I’m back on my bullshit.
rabbit starvation
FYI: For those that have never heard of the term:
Protein poisoning (also referred to colloquially as rabbit starvation, mal de caribou, or fat starvation) is an acute form of malnutrition caused by a diet deficient in fat and carbohydrates, where almost all bioavailable calories come from the protein in lean meat
if you’re like me you’d probably want to break your keyboard in half and shove it down your throat until you can’t see it anymore
Are you okay?
Edit: It’s fine if the answer is “no”.
Singapore sounds like a really cool, safe, clean, organized, and hi-tech city, but their laws and enforcement seems a bit extreme to my American self. I both want to visit and am scared of visiting.
I like the smell of moldy houses. I’ve been told it’s a health hazard, so I don’t engage or encourage it, but when people excuse the smell in their residence, I tell them I like it.
My Latin-American upbringing hurts reading this. I loveeee lavender smell. I’ve associated it with cleanliness.
I’m under the impression that it’s pretty evident that Israel is doing a land grab. They’ve been doing it since 1967.
I can’t remember where I’ve seen it, but several high-level American military leaders, like generals and planners, have stated that war with China is inevitable within something like the next ~3-6 years. There was even a leaked internal memo on it. It’s not just them or me talking shit. The US Navy and Marine Corps has even started restructuring and practicing for it. They’ve started switching their doctrines to using smaller spread out units and the Marine Corps even got rid of tanks entirely. There’s also been a political efforts to move chip manufacturing from Taiwan to the continental US and establishing general manufacturing in Mexico to develop economic independence from China.
I just got up, so I’m too lazy to post links, but do an internet search. It seems pretty real.
that will hit the limit of your body’s ability to cool itself. a person could die by just being in that weather long enough.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wet-bulb_temperature?wprov=sfla1
I’ll do a counter one: an event that I thought I handled maturely for most of my adult life, but came to realize recently that I really handled it immaturely. Warning: venting of implied child abuse.
I was orphaned at ~3 years old. I hadn’t met my biological father yet because he was stuck in Cuba due to tensions between the Soviet bloc and USA. On my actual 9th birthday, I finally met him because he was granted permission to leave Cuba shortly after the dissolution of the USSR. That day, my family threw a huge party. During the party, my biological father mostly engaged with other adults. There weren’t many other kids present, so I mostly just hung out along or bounced around adults. Towards the middle of the party, he pulled me aside and said, “I know that today is your birthday, but all these people are here for me, so I have to attend to them. We can talk tomorrow since I won’t be busy.”
As a child, I didn’t really think that was a complete asshole thing to do and say. Rather, I just went along with it. As I aged, I started thinking more about it, and thought that he was a bit self-centered, but possibly overwhelmed with everything going on. He just left Cuba for the USA and reconnected with family he hadn’t seen in a decade, including his parents and brother. I prided myself in not taking it personal and allowing him to slowly take in his major transition. More recently, I think I handled it poorly by not speaking up to him for myself.
The guy turned out be a raging narcissist that found pleasure in manipulating and belittling others. Other people have told me they thought he was actually a psychopath, which I can’t rule out. It caused him joy to see others beneath him and take advantage of their goodwill. He purposely went out of his way to stunt my personal growth because he did not want me to be “better” than him in his delusional schema.
I think that to have handled it maturely would have been for me to publicly share what he told me in private to everyone and stated how fucked up it was that not only was he neglecting his one son, but playing mind games to devalue him. This would have demonstrated solid boundaries on my behalf and informed other adults of his character. The upcoming years were inline with this pattern of placing himself on a pedestal while devaluing me in private so others wouldn’t notice.
I’m happy he is dead now because I feel free be me and relieved that he isn’t able to hurt others anymore. Last year, I wrote him a letter he couldn’t receive because he was dead, but it was an acknowledgement of his abuse, a dismissal of him from my life, a declaration that his legacy will be of his abusive behaviors towards everyone in his life and that I will never say his name again so that it is forgotten. Any memory of him will die with me like he deserves.
Anyway, if you got to here, thanks for reading and I hope it didn’t cause you any distress. If you find yourself in a relationship with a parent like my biological father, then know that not only in my experience, but also among scientific and professional reports, they never get better. That is who they are, so it is up to you to protect yourself and live your life to the fullest because otherwise, these parasites will not allow you to grow.
While I agree with this, I’m a bit hesitant of the implementation. I have received mental health (MH) care from the Veterans Affairs (VA) and private providers. Private providers are in another level of care to the point that I pay out of pocket rather than go to the VA where they basically treat me like a problem to their life, liar seeking disability and drugs, and child that needs babysitting. They can be some gaslighting jerks. If we get universal health care including mental health, I would hope that it would follow something like Medicare that pays for private providers of our choosing rather than setting up a government agency that provides it directly.
For example, I received VA MH care for about 7 years. They declined to give me an ADHD assessment when I told them I have considerable attention issues. The psychiatrist literally looked away from his computer, looked at me, and said, “I’m not going to give you stimulants.” I was then diagnosed with bipolar 2 and placed on antipsychotics for 5 years until I insisted against medical advice to come off of them. I also sought care for traumatic events, which they told me weren’t traumatic. A friend that is a psychologist then told me that I was autistic. I asked the VA for an autism assessment. The VA psychologist already agreed I was likely autistic, but told me that her supervisor declined to allow an autism assessment, “Since [I] was in the military, [I] can’t be autistic.” After telling friends this and listening to their advice, I sought private care. They assessed me thoroughly and diagnosed me with autism and ADHD. I was then referred to a psychiatrist and prescribed ADHD meds. My life hasn’t been this put together ever. I honestly think VA MH made my life worse, resulted in poor relationships, hampered my career, and caused some deep trust issues.
What a dumb headline. “We’re just thinking about it. We’re also thinking about going to the beach on Sunday. 🫳🤜”
I was born, raised, and currently live in Florida. The guavas in Florida supermarkets are closer-tasting to plastic than the guavas I’ve had in the Caribbean.
Vigooooooo 👻
Not so weird to me or most Cubans, but prolly to the rest of the world: malta with a spoonful or two of sweetened and condensed milk. Pour the malta into a glass, then add the milk and stir until evenly mixed. Drink. If you’re not used to the flavor of malta, this combo may be too much to start off with.
I appreciate it very much, and I’m so sorry you were going through that! It wasn’t your fault, everything they said were lies, and you were chosen because you are a wonderful person. Keep on keeping on! Don’t forget to eat, and even if it 100% seems like it won’t, it does get better. Feel free to reach out to me ❤️
Edit: Fun Fact: My username is a reference to me coming back to myself after the abuse 🤪
YouTube Music with the bonus that you also get YouTube Premium. Cons is that you’re supporting the Google.
That is a fantastic painting! The artist nailed it.
Thank you! While I understand the sentiment, I’m happy that I can help others out of it now, too. One of those bittersweet things, I guess.
I think they meant that as a joke. Obviously, even if someone had extraordinarily large breasts, they could just peek over them or move them to side.