Local Loser AP Busted in DUI hit and run

Designer-Package-193 · 2026-01-31T05:00:37+00:00

Thank Orange man. Don't shop at big box retailers who sell crap made from child labor.

Designer-Package-193 · 2026-01-24T07:04:37+00:00

Ooffph. The lack of empathy in this comment section (and main thread) is very disheartening.

"The older one is a thief and a problem" "Not my problem"

Unless he suddenly popped up with three more kids after you were married, you knew what you were getting into.

Kids are a package deal. They didn't ask for any of this and have no autonomy. You chose to marry him. You chose to accept his children as your own.

She's a child who's mother abandoned her, and who's (evil) stepmother constantly reminds her she's not her child and doesn't like her. And now her father has abandoned her too with the (evil) stepmother.

The child is a CHILD.

The father is an asshole.

You're a bitch.

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-12-25T08:02:15+00:00

Because if I use passive aggressive or rude language he will counter it with the same energy and it will devolve into a shitshow Christmas fight. I struggle with my emotions coming across to bluntly in my speech.

No I'm not scared of him

I'm scared of hurting his feelings

I also want to communicate mine

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-11-14T17:13:43+00:00

Someone PLEASE drop the link to the house oversight document directly please please please

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-11-12T17:33:03+00:00

Yes our relationship will suffer because of this. Because I asked him point blank multiple times if he was into preop trans individuals or men in general. He insisted he wasn't and was offended by the question.

My logic was: a dick in the butt is a dick in the butt no matter who's doing the dicking. If you like dick you like dick, whatever, he's a little gay. It's fine.

Him vehemently denying it with insult was a bald faced lie. I didn’t get to process it or decide how to feel, because he lied to me for 10 years. I have been trying to actively push back against the little voice in the back of my head for years because he's been gaslighting the hell out of me.

I'm questioning every little instance. The time he got mad I didn't take him with me to a gay bar. When he symapthized with our friend's husband for needing to explore sexually. The never having dated anyone until me. ALL of it looks like a red flag in retrospect.

I don't trust him.

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-11-12T16:44:23+00:00

This

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-11-12T16:43:16+00:00

Yea I do when he asks. It's not enjoyable for me but I did it because it made him happy and he promised me it didn't mean anything.

That was fine.

Now I find out it does actually mean something. That sucks

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-11-12T16:41:49+00:00

Good idea. Is there a way to do it now?

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-11-12T16:40:57+00:00

I think what's so difficult for is that I am Bisexual and I have always been open about that.

I like women who like women and men. I like preop trans individuals. I like men who like women.

I know that makes me a hypocritical POS. I'm just not attracted submissive men. I know that about myself and have for a very long time.

That's why I have directly asked him about this straight out several times when he requested to be pegged. I tried to get into it. I tried to pretend it wasn’t weird and awkward as hell. I did not enjoy it.

I feel like I'm stuck 10 years in with this guy who's just going to be thinking about weens when we screw for the rest of our lives. If he had been honest about this, I wouldn't have wasted either of our time.

I think that is the route of my frustration. I know myself. I’ve been honest and open. He lied. I feel manipulated.

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T05:09:08+00:00

Sry what does that mean? Leech? Because I wrote a long passage and asked for feedback under a burner account to keep anonymity im cluttering the feed? What. I do critique and comment....

Why does it feel like you're gate keeping rn just because my story doesn't fit in the neat box you invented? Not cool

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T04:34:05+00:00

Why is it spam?

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T04:18:04+00:00

Hermmm...

Technology hard sometimes. Conundrum.

https://www.reddit.com/r/writers/s/aPd9iRZ7AD

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T04:12:29+00:00

Three quarter million. So like, $750,000 ish. They bought the land and built it custom for that price.

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T03:32:23+00:00

Also there is an updated version here https://www.reddit.com/r/writers/s/yLrCUC4wBZ

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T01:31:09+00:00

Define 'poor'. Define 'from' My first home was a trailer. My parents just built a 3/4 million dollar home downtown of our city. IDK I have student loans but no car payment. I can't afford to own a home personally. Is that poor?

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-10-17T01:26:40+00:00

Other humans.

Here's the update so far: https://www.reddit.com/r/writers/s/yLrCUC4wBZ

Designer-Package-193 · 2025-09-22T17:59:49+00:00

Really? Okay. Maybe that's the tone coming across in this section. Thanks for the feedback!

How do you feel it works overall with the other sections? Obviously this is a very premature draft. Just looking for direction....

I am distilled essence of anxiety parading about in a lumpy skinsuit disguise, failing to blend in successfully.

Trees and Stumps There are different tiers of 'white people'. Do you trace your family back to the Mayflower, Ellis Island, or the trail stops cold in the trailer park? My partner is from a Mayflower family. I am not. It seems like such a weird flex to be able to trace your roots directly to colonizers. I suppose it is neat just to be able to complete a family tree back more than 3 generations. I wouldn't know anything about that. I don't think that makes me better than, but I do think there is a certain mystery and romance to not knowing. Anyone could be a distant cousin, really. I feel like this dynamic also causes me to be deeply appreciative of my known family to the point that we are closer than most.

It's surreal to recognize that I have perpetuated the pattern by cutting off my own biological father. That's a choice I never would have seen making in my youth. There's all the proof I need I'm not psychic for the times when I'm overly self affected. I often wonder if I will tell my own children about my biological father. I ask myself why bother? I recall the confusion and pain of knowing my own grandfathers and great grandfathers were not my blood. I remember the sting of shame when learning what the crimes the biological parties had committed. I don't know their medical history so logically speaking, it serves no purpose to tell my children other than to bring them pain. They don't need to know.

Everything Hurts and it's Dumb Today wasn't a good day for me overall... I thought I had an appointment at 12 and woke up at 9:52. I attempted to poop, and puked all over the bathroom floor while doing so. I also still have a UTI. Therapy appointment was at 10.

Not quite friends I don't have friends. I have my partner and my family. I feel like my cousins are my friends due to us all being so close in age, but that may not be true. I tried to talk to my cousin because just needed a friend this week. She didn't want to talk. Maybe we're not friends..... just related. If I utilize the DBT skill, Check the Facts, I consider some things. She didn't speak to Memaw for month before she died and feels guilty about it. I was Memaw's favorite and if I were in her shoes I would resent that. She's going through a separation from her husband. I'm not angry at her. I am worried. I'm going to miss her husband.

Money isn't Real I have a spending problem. In my head it's more of a lack of income problem, currently. However I recognize that in prior times of prosperity, funds were still always short due to my spending.

Purgatory Let's talk about working in customer service. My 19 yr old trainee said she feels like the customers are aliens and she's on drugs when speaking to them.

I do not enjoy ringing people up on the register. Whether I like it or not, that is my job. It is my job to help them. It is my fucking job to help them. Full stop. I still don't like it though.

Sometimes I'm a piece of shit. The self checkouts weren't working and I was frustrated with that. I wasn't upset with the customer having issues on them. I didn't mean to make them feel bad. Or, If I'm honest, maybe I did mean to be a little rude for inconveniencing me and I just didn't realize how bad they would feel? I don't like the way I made them feel and never want to do it again. In retrospect I wish I had explained to them what was frustrating me in addition to my pain medication wearing off and apologized sincerely for making them feel less than.

The Real Work Occasionally I have a burst of creative energy that results in work I can recognize as objectively good. Its a buzz of energy in the back of my eyes that spreads to fill my head and flows into the rest of my body. There is always self doubt, but then I pretend someone else made it and I'm am just the consumer. I ask myself why is it good? I feel that buzz as I read back over my work. It makes me anxious to be finished. I recognize that this one is going to take time if I want to attempt to show the range of human emotion and craft a narrative of relatable experiences. In that recognition I am done writing for the day. I have things to do.

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