LeylaLove

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[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 3 points 1 year ago

My plants all thrived when I listened to Plantasia all the time

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 13 points 1 year ago (1 children)

What constitutes womanhood?

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 13 points 1 year ago

It goes Shrek 1, 2, 4.

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 3 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Gravity Rush was the greatest thing ever on the Vita. Makes me want to grab my old vita from my mom's

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 12 points 1 year ago (5 children)

Magnesium is known by people who like hard drugs as a potentiator of pretty much everything. Tums and magnesium both.

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 2 points 1 year ago

Personally kinda hate boiling sweet potatoes, however my girlfriend loves mashed sweet potatoes. However the recipes I've seen in restaurants for mashed sweet potatoes all include a few yellow potatoes for texture.

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 3 points 1 year ago

meow-hug Have they thought about trying benzos? Not a first option, but librium and ativan both give me the energy boost that Phen used to give me and they've caused infinitely less problems than phen/baclofen.

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 3 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I'm about a week sober at this point, and honestly really depressed this morning

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 3 points 1 year ago

People on here shit on NFTs but then talk about Homestuck like Hussie was onto something. NFT-Homestuck horseshoe theory is real

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 1 points 1 year ago

I could do it right now if I started working for the ammo and bomb factory

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 5 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I could more than double my pay tomorrow if I went to go work for the bullet and bomb factory down the road. If you don't have a college degree, everything that pays well is adjacent to military industrial or is the military. The biggest building in many rural towns is the army recruitment building.

[–] LeylaLove@hexbear.net 4 points 1 year ago

/c/effort is goodposting

 

It's been a slow trickle ever since COVID started. Just progressively losing any hope of having a good life long term. Hormones got banned in my state and I feel really dysphoric. The people in my life don't care about me. I could die right now and I don't think anybody would even realize for a few weeks. Idk man, what's even the point anymore?

 

Title. Don't really know where else to post this, and I don't want to deal with the awful comment section anywhere else I'd post this. Today, I made my weekly trip to the shitty gas station across the road. $2 for a tallboy of Voodoo Ranger, $3 for a pack of Marlboros, 50 cents a shot, honestly they're GOATED.

But had some guys just run up on me after I left the gas station and made me buy a gram of weed for $10. They originally wanted $20, but I negotiated them down to $15 and then gave them $10 because they had a guy nodded out in the middle seat so they were high AF of heroin. Passed over the $10, he fist bumped me and gave me a shot of vodka and the bag of weed. After I had the bag, I asked if they laced it. Normally people don't lace weed, but they were very clearly high as balls on opiates so I wanted to be safe. Dude just said maybe then drove off.

It made me laugh though because I quickly realized that this really isn't that much different from any of the random shit we're forced to buy to participate in society. Our society normalizes needing to pay to just exist in a public space. Weird ass situation to be sold weed so aggressively. Ended up smoking the weed and taking the shot. Don't think there was any fent fortunately, but the weed is pretty damn good. I've been forced to pay far more for far less. The city is weird

Edit: small comment section so far but just wanna say I appreciate this community not being bigoted and hate boner-y over this. If I posted this somewhere else, I'd be asked about the race of the people in the car, there would be comments about how someone needs to lace their shit, all these awful things that I just do not want for those people. I got narcanned twice before I stopped touching the shit, once was a normal overdose from me being extraordinarily stupid and secone was a true fent overdose, hitting the patch. Trust me, the two are not comparable, there is nothing like the terror of hitting the fent patch that's always in the news. Dude could have robbed me for $100, even $1000 and I still wouldn't wish an unexpected fent death on them. On the people around them who would have to find his body. If those overdoses didn't make the body look so fucking disgusting, fent would be used for lethal injection here. I find people joking about overdosing people to be really shitty.

 

Yesterday was supposed to be my step kiddo's first day of school, but he got a tad sick yesterday so we decided to keep him home. We sent him in for his first day of second grade today though! He's 7 and hasn't spoken yet, but he's made so much progress the past few months. He's finally figured out how to put on his own shoes and pants, he has a tablet that he watches Sarah and Duck on 24/7 (he does not watch any other show, except Nathan for you, he loves Nathan for you every once in a while for some reason) and he's recently started playing sound clips through tapping certain parts of the play bar. When he needs a diaper change it's "Duck has a wet bottom" or when he's sad, he will get on his tablet and tap on the spot on the play bar to tell us he's sad. There are multiple small examples of this he'll do throughout the day and it's just so fucking amazing to see him learning to find ways to communicate so much better before he goes into school. He hasn't quite grasped the screen talking the school does with him, but he's started doing it through his show and I'm so happy he can finally advocate for himself to anybody that can hear. I just don't want him getting bulldozed by this worls because he's not able to scream "STOP" and doesn't understand the construction signs.

Other parents can chime in, this community is quite slow so feel free to comment any rants about your kid. But I'm curious if there are any other special needs parents here?

I know it doesn't compare to how he'll feel when he's older, but being the parent of a special needs child is isolating. While everybody else's kids are learning all these new books, maybe starting extra curriculars, I'm changing diapers, potty training and teaching him how to use a fork. There's nothing wrong with how long he needs to learn these things, but other parents just can't understand being on these topics for 7 years. It makes me feel like I'm alone, and it just spirals because it reminds me of how few people he has that can truly understand his experience. I'm only 22, although I was also non-verbal until I was 4-5, I have no experience on parenting, let alone parenting a child with special needs. I'm just scared that even with the extra experience I have being a nonverbal child, I won't be able to really understand enough to show him the love he deserves.

Maybe we'll be 20 years from now, and maybe he won't be able to tell me, but I'll just realize that I didn't have enough patience for him as a kid. There would be no way to know I'm actually apologizing to him, there would be no real way to tell if I was apologizing to him for him or just selfishly apologizing to make myself feel better. Like if I end up crying while apologizing to him, he will start crying. There is no way for me to know if I made his day better or worse by talking about it with him so I just never do. Anything I do with him is, for his sake, completely permanent. How do you guys handle this feeling?

 

James Stephanie Sterling going into transphobic allegations from a former Bethesda employee

 

King of the Hill is an odd show. There are certainly episodes with problematic ideas, but they manage to have one of the best representations of genderqueer people in a show from its era. While this slot is filled by drag queens, they are written in such a way that they could definitely be read as trans in a modern lens.

In the episode, Peggy, a cis woman with size 16 feet, "masculine" skills, and not traditionally feminine clothing, befriends a drag queen when she unknowingly goes to a store for drag queens to buy her shoes. The episode follows Peggy's experience with gender dysphoria. Her cis friends cannot understand her feelings of not being a real woman because they are traditionally feminine and good at following societal rules. They also contribute to her gender dysphoria because she's the odd one out in the group. Nobody wants her clothes at the swap, she opens the pickle jars. It isn't until Peggy befriends a drag queen who is able to appreciate Peggy's bold brand of femininity that Peggy is able to be more confident. Carolyn sees Peggy eat an entire sandwich and mentions it. At first Peggy thinks this is a slight on her femininity until Carolyn asks how she did it without smearing any of her lipstick. Carolyn is a huge supporter of Peggy's femininity and confidence. Peggy becomes so confident that she agrees to do a drag show without knowing it's a drag show. Carolyn only realizes that she was completely off base after Peggy talks in detail about birthing her child.

Eventually, Peggy is told that she can't do the show because it's a drag show. She is heartbroken by this because she thinks that the drag queens perceive her as a man, and this makes her feel extremely dysphoric and unsure of her own gender identity. All the cis people in her life try to make her feel better, but none of them understand because they fit into traditional gender norms. It isn't until Carolyn gets Peggy to do a clothes swap with the drag queens that Peggy is able to regain her confidence because she realizes that she's being appreciated for her femininity. She sees the gender euphoria of the other people in the clothing trade and it makes her understand that she is a strong woman and that it's good. One of the girls at the swap says that whispy women are a dime a dozen and that they like to model themselves after strong women that only need to be known by one name, like Cher. Peggy is simply Peggy, and that's all she needs to be to be a real woman.

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