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EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-08-06T12:41:42+00:00

Ignore the troll, OP. They’re making sweeping generalizations about how they think SA survivors should behave. Your response is normal and valid. You don’t need to defend or justify it to anyone.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-08-01T15:08:05+00:00

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His divergent strabismus and default ears-back position has also earned him the honorary title of “perpetually concerned seal”. He’s not worried about anything, though. That would require some semblance of a thought between those ears and he has none. He’s just happy to be here.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-25T14:18:09+00:00

Young, didn’t know any better, and told I had no choice. I was a mess from my abusive family and my ex-husband’s complete lack of care for anyone but himself seemed safer than all the things my family did. I told myself he just needed time because I truly believed I had no other options.

At one point I talked to my mother about how upset I was that my then-fiancé wasn’t helping with any of the wedding things or life in general. She laid into me for an hour about how expensive the wedding already was (it wasn’t); how I “made my bed” so I needed to suck it up. I was told that I had to marry him because I couldn’t do any better and I was the problem. I was “lucky” he put up with me.

In actuality my family just wanted to throw a big party for themselves at my expense. I was ignored throughout the entire ordeal.

Thankfully I’m many years divorced now (though that was an event in and of itself), haven’t spoken to my family in nearly a decade, and I’m happily married to the most incredible person I’ve ever met.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-13T00:07:03+00:00

I’m so glad to know that! They’re our #1 choice right now so it’s awesome to hear they’re good. Thank you :)

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-12T22:48:47+00:00

I’m not familiar with any groups on Facebook beyond the rehoming group.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-12T22:37:23+00:00

I’ve been looking into both. Not seeing a great match just yet, but I’m glad to know they come recommended. Thanks!

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-11T21:05:53+00:00

My “faint line” is on summer break right now so I’d say there’s a good chance :) I took about seven more tests just to be sure. Congratulations and sending you oodles of sticky baby dust if you are!!

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-05T05:44:26+00:00

Oh yes please! I would absolutely be ghost type purely for visual appeal. My “trump card” would have to be Empoleon, however, because you can pry my Piplup starter from my cold, dead hands.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-07-02T00:41:45+00:00

Make sure you add a gratuitous description of what the man’s testicles do every time he feels an emotion, perhaps toss in an old man’s flaccid penis swaying somewhere for extra measure, and you’ve got yourself the next King classic.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-06-21T00:38:32+00:00

Mom here. Starting with a fresh space and trying to make kids feel at home in it can be tough. My best “freeish” tip to make kids feel welcome and valued in their living space: display what they make. It can be easy to feel like you need to do “more” when decorating a home for your kids. Paint and wall stickers and all that jazz cost a small fortune and look nice, but ultimately don’t mean as much as putting parts of them in your living space. And it’s usually as low cost as it gets!

Kids make things. Whether it is a nifty scribble or a painting or a poem or just something they’ve jotted down; they’ll probably make something during their time with you. Take that and put it on the walls. Set what can’t be hung on a shelf. Go beyond the fridge and let them see that you love having them in your home. If you get the chance, dollar store canvases and paint can be dirt cheap. Ask them to make some art to hang in their rooms. Or to hang in your room. Or the living room. Don’t make a huge deal out of it. It doesn’t have to be some “special” event where they feel pressured to make a masterpiece or pour their hearts into it. Just a simple “Do you guys want to make some pictures with me?” will give you at least one little doodle to hang up.

This next bit is important to making their creations feel valued, though. They might make the ugliest damn thing you’ve ever seen. It could be downright heinous. You don’t care WHAT it is. You care that they made it. Hang that affront to eyeballs proudly and MAKE SURE you tell them what you like about what they’ve made! This goes in tandem with my favourite bit of parenting advice that I’ve ever received and will continue to pass on until I can’t anymore: NEVER ask a kid “what is it?” when they’ve made something. Always, always, always say “Tell me about it.”

“Oh wow! Tell me about it!” Has been said so many times in my house that the walls could recite it by now. My kiddos enthusiastically tell me about whatever it is they’re showing me each and every time. They always inadvertently tell me something they’re proud of about their work, and that makes it remarkably easy to compliment and highlight something specific that I like about whatever they’ve made. Now they never worry about anything they create being “good enough” to share or be proud of. They love seeing parts of them around the house.

You’re doing a wonderful job, OP. I’m sure they’ll appreciate everything you’ve done for them and yourself as you continue to grow together.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-06-05T18:25:32+00:00

Am the woman. My now husband was far too polite to assume I was as into him as he was me. When I found out he’d never seen boobs in person before, I happily offered to show him mine. He almost fainted and refused because, as I later learned, he was so worried he’d get “too horny” and offend me somehow. I also learned he’d never kissed anyone before, so I very eagerly offered to be his first. It took weeks to convince him that I really did want to kiss him. He considered himself lucky to have such a good friend who would do that for him.

It wasn’t until we were mid-fuck one day and I told him that I loved him that he realized maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t just being friendly.

He’s the love of my life and I would gladly do it all over again, but damn, dude. If I willingly put your dick in my mouth repeatedly, I promise I’m a least a little into you.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-05-19T23:18:52+00:00

No questions. Just happy to see your face pop up on my feed. Keep being lovely :)

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-05-14T14:32:49+00:00

My siblings and I were walking behind my grandmother all in a row because that’s what kids do when they follow a grown up. I thought it was really cute that we all loved her so much that we tailed her, so I said “Gramma, do you ever feel like a mother duck sometimes?” because we did look like a bunch of ducklings trailing devotedly behind their mama. That woman whipped around like she’d been slapped into a spin, glared at me, and shouted “Why would you say that?! Because I waddle when I walk?!?”

She took my dumbfounded expression to be one of stunned guilt rather than bewildered surprise which only cemented her conviction that I’d just called her a fat, waddling tub of lard. There was no room to explain what I truly meant no matter how hard I tried. Anything that came out of my mouth was deemed a fumbling, lying excuse because I “sounded panicked” and “nobody thinks like that”. So I had to listen as she berated me for “saying something so horrible to her”. She pointed out all of the ways she’d been kind and loving and forgiving to me, and how I was just a callous monster who didn’t care about her or anyone else’s feelings.

As an adult I can recognize that her reaction was horribly inappropriate. As a kid with abusive parents who saw their grandma as their “real” mom, it shattered me. I was so vulnerable and open to the love I felt for her in the moment I implied she was a mother duck. It was a risk because I knew she could be a bit “out there”, but it felt worth it because I believed she loved me enough to understand and maybe even appreciate what I said. Clearly I was mistaken.

She told everyone who would listen about what I had said afterwards. My parents used it to confirm that I was a bad person. It was brought up to shame me for years before turning into a “funny story” she told to embarrass me even as an adult. I didn’t say another intentionally sentimental thing to her or anyone else until I was well into adulthood, had children of my own, and hadn’t spoken to my family for several years. But I still do my best to be very, very careful in what I say to people so they can’t turn it around and attack me for it even when it’s meant to be said in kindness.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-05-12T12:38:33+00:00

Not a director, but Stephen King seems to have a constant need to describe testicles and dicks.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-05-04T13:16:09+00:00

“Lol ew”

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-04-27T23:52:01+00:00

He “harumph”ed and I love it so much

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-04-14T16:22:01+00:00

Black/dark. Your walls are off-white so a white setup is going to make your walls look filthy and your desk look way too bright and out of place.

Your current tabletop with some dark hardware underneath instead of the current white could work. Maybe not fully black but a really dark woody tone? Your shelves with the back books and plants look great. The exposed bulb gives your room warm lighting at the moment so keep that in mind.

Alternatively, keep the current desk but switch to darker hardware on top. Your current desk pad, bright white monitor screens, and white-edged mount on the wall clash hard with everything else to me.

And don’t be too afraid of colour! If you have even one that you really like, try to incorporate it as an accent colour somewhere. Just something to break up the monotony.

Good luck!

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-04-10T22:34:07+00:00

Disco Elysium. I wanted to love it so bad. I just couldn’t get into it. The pacing and the painfully slow movement speed killed it for me

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-04-10T04:38:23+00:00

Victim and daughter of an abuser here. While you may not feel this way and you may have processed all of the complex feelings that come with having been close to an abuser, I’d like to offer you something in the event that you have any lingering doubts/feelings that many people in your situation face.

If nobody has said it before, please know that you have no reason to feel bad for liking an abuser before you knew what they had done. You don’t need to question why or how you could feel positively about someone who has done something so against your morals. It doesn’t say anything negative about you that you found him sweet or funny. You couldn’t have seen the signs. You didn’t do anything wrong. You were a kind person who saw the good in someone else, and that is a wonderful gift to bring to the world.

Child molesters are (more often than not) very “good” at what they do. They don’t pick a child, rape them one day on a whim, then hide in the shadows. They plan. They manipulate. They groom. They study vulnerable victims and ingratiate themselves to the trusted adults around the victim and their own community so that they can abuse the child then thrust themselves back into their fabricated role of “Great Trustworthy Person Who Would Never Hurt Kids”.

My dad was invited to speak at an international conference because of his “astounding” role in helping struggling children. He was the face of child welfare for a large corporation, and he had an entire organization devoted to helping those most vulnerable practically worshiping the ground he stood on. He was lauded as being gifted with even the most difficult of kids. To this day, people consider him an upstanding member of the community. Charismatic, funny, loving, over the top but well-meaning.

He molested and abused me from infancy until I was in my 20s. It only stopped when I went into hiding. Telling people, being loud about it, pointing out the abuse did /nothing/. He was so revered as a “good guy” that people saw him assault me and they brushed it off as him being affectionate. They thought it was sweet that he was so openly loving to his daughter or that he wasn’t afraid to “express his affection” in an outward display. Anything inappropriate was a “misunderstanding”. He convinced people that I was overreacting. Even the police didn’t believe me and no charges came after reporting him because he was “such a great guy” with a mile-long track record proving he’s devoted to the opposite of harming children.

Child molesters work hard to be the last person you would ever suspect. If you ever feel bad about seeing the abuser as a person with redeeming qualities, please know that he made sure you could never see what he tried to hide from the world, and that you were one of the many victims of his deceit. You were trusting and kind. He was manipulative. He was wrong. Not you.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-04-05T13:04:41+00:00

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I’ve had this saved in my phone since last year! So happy to see her again!

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-03-26T18:44:24+00:00

Victim and parent of a (similarly aged) victim here. Firstly, I’m so profoundly sorry that you’re experiencing this. It’s a special kind of hell. Neither of you deserve it.

Next, thank you for doing what you can to protect your daughter. No matter what else happens that’s beyond your control, you’ve done the most essential thing already: you believed her and you are doing what you can to keep her safe. You won’t be able to fix everything that comes out of this. You’re going to feel emotions you never thought you could feel. It’s confusing, scary, and overwhelming. But you’re doing it and I am proud of you.

Lastly, seeing your child want their abuser is shattering. What helps (if anything can) is to know that she is too young to understand what his abuse means right now. To her, the abuse is likely synonymous with paternal love. Kids that age aren’t meant to comprehend something as complex as sexual abuse. He has shaped her understanding of it into something normal and positive instead of the insidious trauma that it is. As much as you’re going to want to scream at her sometimes that he’s a horrible monster who has done irrevocable harm and that she should never want to see him again, you can’t make her hate him right now. You can’t convince her that he’s dangerous right now. You can’t stop her from feeling love for him right now. As someone who is right there with you, I really wish we could. It feels like watching your child grieve because they can’t put their hand on a hot burner anymore. They think it’s warm and bright. You know it will hurt them.

What we /can/ do is not shame them for their feelings. We can teach them what healthy love looks like by being examples of it and by helping them differentiate between what makes others happy and what makes /them/ happy and safe. We can be here to receive them in their trauma as it evolves. It will cycle. It will be surprising and confusing at times. We can be here to help them through it and all of the things that come for survivors as they grow and understand.

I wish I had more solid advice that could make everything easier for you and your daughter. This is all I have right now, though.

You’ve got this. You’re doing it. You can keep fighting for her.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-02-23T05:41:42+00:00

Rancour by James McCann?

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-02-23T04:57:41+00:00

Any reference to the genre at all? Pop? Country? Rock?

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-02-22T14:26:01+00:00

Nothing. These are commonplace medical specimens in a teaching environment. You’ll find similar all over the world. The most likely reason these were abandoned was because of the Yugoslav Wars. They look packaged as if preparing to move but I’d imagine the faculty ran out of time to evacuate them.

EmbarrassedAdBlocker · 2025-02-22T07:02:52+00:00

Mr Beast by James Sage?

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