I can relate in several ways. One day I woke up to my step mom screaming and my dad screaming at her and the sound of things being thrown around. He was super drunk, and when he came out of his room, I pulled a knife on him, but he was too out of it to notice. That or he had and just never told me. Before I got it in me to move, he started crying, hugged me, and kept repeating "I'll get better" over and over again. After that day he started going to regular therapy. Religious therapy, not real therapy, but it never happened again, so I guess it worked either way. Nonetheless I can't bring myself to ever step foot in his house again. I've talked to him over messaging before during some emergency situations where I had nobody else I could call. He seems like he's really improved. But tbh, I don't think I'll ever be able to fully trust that he's genuinely changed. Because of him my stomach still drops whenever I hear sudden loud noises, even if it's just somebody dropping a screwdriver or something.
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I'm in neither camp personally. I overheard my dad joke to my mom about how the best time to stop beating your kids is when they're old enough to fight back, and so I learned to fight against it, physically. Of course he didn't stop at first, I was small and weak, until one day soon after I cut his eye with my fingernail. That's when he finally decided to tone it down.
And yet when that happened, I wasn't happy. I thought I was a monster for putting him in the hospital.
I feel like kids are pressured to much to find love and get married before they're even sure what love is. Not sure if this is an unpopular opinion, but we gotta stop telling kids that true love is a feeling or that "they'll know it when they find it."
In actuality, you can never be sure a relationship will succeed or if it's "true" love. Real "true" love isn't just a feeling, is the result of an already successful relationship. It's when you make it for years and years and have had time to grow together and you find that you've been able to grow with each other enough to have confidence that it's going to continue to work.
When you teach kids to rely only on their feelings and not look at things objectively, every love starts to look like true love to them, trapping themself in a relationship, even when they end up hating their partner, which when everyone's doing it just becomes the norm, never questioning if things could be better.
NH is the weirdest, most inconsistent state in New England policy and law wise. Transgender rights are especially bizarre. They tried to ban us from bathrooms a few times and yet their transgender medicaid policies are some of the best in the country, covering electrolysis, which is fairly rare in the US, and even covers some cosmetic procedures like breast augmentation.
Vermont is weird similarly, having a significant amount of republicans and yet being one of the most progressive states in the country. New England states feel like they're having a perpetual identity crisis politics wise.
I've been on ADHD meds twice before now and I can confirm that the euphoria, "everything is amazing" feeling wears off after the first week or so, but the ability to relax and focus never go away, and that's what I was referring to.
lol, I suppose that is true.
Huh, I guess it is more common than I thought. I wonder how I ended up coincidentally only buying cases with it at the top if they're so uncommon.
My desktop has it at the top, as did the PC I had before it a few years ago. I've seen PCs with it at the bottom, but I've never owned one, so hearing that they're always at the bottom is weird to me.
Happy to see things moving to a safer place. Already subscribed 😀
Yeah, I suppose that does sound nice. I guess I've just got some degree of learned helplessness making me feel like there's no escape.
A whitelisted Lemmy server sounds like it'd be great. Still get the feel of Lemmy minus (most of) the misogyny.
In my experience, unfortnuately, it doesn't matter where you go or how much effort they'll have to put in, some dude is always going to take personal offense to any space he's not allowed in and kick up shit there about it.
Fatal familial insomnia keeps me up at night.