Or those scrambled premium channels where you could occasionally catch a boob
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PMs welcome too if you prefer to here or the mental health thread. It is not often I find kinship among these things. Probably doesn’t help that I isolate myself so much but that’s a Catch-22… I am working every day to be better about keeping in touch with the people who are good for me. Work in progress.
I’m sorry to hear that. Yikes. Did that evolve over the year? Get better? Worse? It’s hard to find the right medication/treatment.
That is a good metaphor.
Sometimes I feel like I live under a waterfall. Not behind it or in front of it. I live under it. It’s relentless. I just want it to stop. But it’s impossible. I can make a tarp to keep the water off my head, but it’s still so loud, and there’s so much water that I can’t even see outside this cocoon.
Then I’m so isolated from anyone else unless they want to spend five minutes under the waterfall with me, and everyone knows how much that sucks, so people rarely visit.
Occasionally winter gets so cold that the water mostly freezes over and there’s a reprieve, but is it really any better when the only reason the waterfall froze is because it’s THAT cold? My fingers and toes and emotions go numb. Maybe something falls off and I wish it were possible for me to live somewhere else before everything that makes up my person freezes with the water.
You understand that I don’t REALLY live under a waterfall. But I would describe my worst moments as though I do.
I’m lucky to have my wife, who shows me that what I perceive as a waterfall is really just a trickle of water that has hurt me so much for so long that I perceive it as having godlike power over me. She comes under the waterfall with me and sits with me and lets me know she is fine, she is safe, this is not the burden I fear it will be for her, she is delighted to share that space with me.
On a related note…
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Woman dresses up as an 11-year-old and other girls of various ages - to catch online predators. Her trap? Creating a new IG account with completely innocuous photo and caption.
I upload the photo to Instagram — a generic, innocuous selfie of Bailey with an ear-to-ear smile — and caption it.
v excitedd to see my friends this weekend at carly’s party! Ilysm!! followed by a string of emojis and a #friends hashtag
The photo publishes on Instagram and we wait quietly for something on the big screen to change.
This part never takes long. It’s always unnervingly fast.
At the beginning of the week, on the very first night as Bailey, two new messages came in under a minute after publishing a photo. We sat mouths agape as the numbers pinged up on the screen — 2, 3, 7, 15 messages from adult men over the course of two hours. Half of them could be charged with transfer of obscene content to a minor. That night, I had taken a breather and sat with my head in my hands.
Nine months of this, and we still continue to be stunned by the breadth of cruelty and perversion we see. I imagine this trend will continue tonight.
Jesus, I had no idea things are that bad out there.
Just had fish and chips and feel a little gross. I don’t know why, but I’m compelled to do this about once a decade. It feels like nostalgia, but I can’t remember what for.
Nostalgia – it’s delicate but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from old undigested fish”. It’s a twinge in your intestines far more powerful than memory alone.
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I just ran out of the conference room to the bathroom with tears in my eyes.
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Go with tartar sauce or malt vinegar - but not both. The mixture is not good.
That said - I still go with both every time - because it tastes good until the nausea kicks in.
Somehow I don’t get the nausea in Ireland though. Maybe it’s the Guinness and mushy peas balancing out the grease/vinegar/tartar.
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God that scene. So f’n good. GOAT show.
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At least you’re calling them chips at last, not fries. Your next lesson will be to learn what a crisp is, and after that’s been mastered it’s onto biscuits.
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Puts me in the mood for a chippy, tbh… With a few pickled onions and some tomato sauce… 
Chippy chips are the best though… 
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I see.
“Crisp” is nicely descriptive. Calling food “fries” is like calling something “bakes” or “boils”. wtf?
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Don’t blame us, blame the French!
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We have foods for that!
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Then again you do actually have “cookies” so maybe there is a method to it 
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I have some news you may not like about the etymology of “biscuit.”
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For the past 9 days I’ve paid almost no attention to US politics. On one hand, I’ve sort of given up I guess but on the other hand I can feel a measurable change in my mood for the better.
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Any aviation people here?
What the ever loving fuck is Boeing doing? They manage to keep blowing the PR, and somehow haven’t fixed the damn plane after like a full freaking year?