i grew up in a BIG mormon family.

a decade or so ago, a group of 20-ish cousins and i were sitting round the campfire at the reunion. they all discussed among themselves and decided that i am the original black-sheep of the family and they thanked me for being a strong role model for their own journey out of the truly awful mormon religion.

i am very proud of that.

i just wanted to say that what you wrote here is beautiful and it helps me clarify my thoughts. ♥️

it’s funny that they are actually bouncing along with the boogie in the beat. good stuff.

i think it is incredibly unfair that the process of ending your own life is, in this culture, a necessarily lonely and grim affair.

according to the theory of complete bodily autonomy the option must be available, simple, painless, and ideally a joyful shared experience. but the moment you make such a desire known to others, they will try to “help” you. and i can assure you that their idea of “help” will not be pleasant for you.

so, sadly, you must tread this path alone.

philosophically, i think it offends people because it forces them to acknowledge that their own life is probably not worth preserving. we force each other to suffer through it all because no one wants to openly admit that this shit just plain-old-sucks.

these words were just what i needed this evening. thank you for sharing. 🙏

but it’s only 4 months away! this is who the people chose!

“There is the potential for 3.5 hours of attention per traveler, based on average flight time,” United said.

disgusting.

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found this while browsing yesterday… not exactly what you are looking for, but maybe get you on the right track.

i have recently become very aware of and disgusted by the the amount of plastic waste i make.

every single goddammed thing is covered in it. it’s obscene and i am ashamed.

i second this request. please

cow looks downhearted

when i encounter a dog turd on the sidewalk, i usually imagine force-feeding it to the nasty owner who left it there. it makes me super angry.

i spend a lot of time alone and so my mind wandering out unattended can be a real problem. years ago (45 now), i finally traced back to the single moments in my life that caused my demise and since then my brain LOVES to torture me repeatedly with the pain and betrayal and shame and anger of those moments.

1.5 years ago i found something that helps. i made “elevator music” for my mind.

i have always had a bit of a problem getting songs stuck in my head. so i found one that i like but not love (not a favorite song) that i have known for forever, and put the chorus and bridge on permanent replay.

the tune and lyrics are available as a reflex, last for about a minute before the loopback, it is calming and centering and allows me to manually wrest control away from thought processes that are harming me but seem to be happening automatically.

it may be that this is too specific of a solution, but it aids my sanity. good luck to you.

(the song is: “Spinning the Wheel” by George Michael)

the turn tables

when was the last time you paid your taxes?.. or were they auto-deducted from your paycheck before you even had a chance to count it?

“you’re free to move to a place…” hahaha! haaahahaha! WHAT? you are not a serious person.

it is really bugging me that you are getting heavily downvoted for this. it’s not like you are actively proselytizing here. i am sorry people are so shitty.

i think belief in (some type of) god is probably pretty healthy. unfortunately, my life experience has led me to a failure to believe in anything at all.

anyways… you do you. be well.

oh yes, i see now…

… YOU are part of the elect few who TRULY understand. of course!

shut it ALL down.

Bernie should use that gavel on Mullin’s head. shut that fucker up.