Genetical in the sense that you are programmed to behave like that, not in the sense it has to be yours to prompt said response. Paternity fraud is no joke.
Genetical in the sense that you are programmed to behave like that, not in the sense it has to be yours to prompt said response. Paternity fraud is no joke.
A huge part of the issue(From what I have seen on my years working insurance) are injuries. A day laborer lives by the day, has little to no savings and has an accident or gets hurt. They know two weeks off + hospital fees will bankrupt them, so they go to work with their bodies already in a bad state, which only furthers their existing injuries, until they either fall into despair, finally seek attention and their lack of support networks makes the situation so dire, the only option they can see is a noose.
Heartbreaking really. That is one of the reasons why I left that job market, I simply could not bear telling more people, the corporate version of “You’ve ran out of money, good luck with your cancer though”.
Not really, I am still very worried, she doesn’t seem to be getting much better.
How lovely, you graced us with a selfie. I just knew you looked like that.
No kids, ever. I can hardly take care of myself, can’t even be trusted with a plant, and I find them disgusting. Who will care for me when I am old? I have worked long and hard with the elderly, and knowing how many of them were abandoned by their families, it is easy to see that my odds are better investing the money I would use to raise a child, in a retirement fund instead.
But with how broke I am, I am not even getting to do the retirement fund thing, so yay. Glad I didn’t let an ex change my mind when I was earning a lot back in the day, because those jobs got “optimized” and outsourced.
Exactly. My mom was sick a few years ago so I went back to my hometown for an extended visit. I certainly won’t bunk with her and her new husband, and conveniently, people don’t include hotels in their polarized war against landlords.
The best option for me was to just rent a room at a boarding house, which was both cost effective and close to my mother’s place.
The issue is not landlords themselves, it is the capitalism, the unrestrained corporate greed and the lack of very steep taxes for the owners of multiple homes.
I know, I’ve been sick before, and how I feel when sick and alone vs sick and covered in cats, it is surprising how much difference is there. So, time to return her kindness, I am currently in my sleeping bag cuddling with her and keeping her warm.
You know, mobiles are a thing, Right? And that venting can help with the feelings of frustration and impotence I feel while I wait to see if my girl will pull through, and that social interaction helps a lot with grief and loss. She is currently cuddled up with me in my sleeping bag, right after her subcutaneous saline injections to try to keep her hydrated.
Thank you, I really hope this round of meds does the trick, poor girl is exhausted.
Lemmy gold should be a thing, or like, badges we could give to awesome comments, that refill for free every week. If they were, I’d give you one for sure, as a non-native English speaker, the message you were responding to was so incomprehensible to me, I just read like a line or two, and went to your response, to try and infer by context clues what the walking, talking, aneurism of a person you were responding to, even said.
Fuck me, I had not thought of that. Wow.
I don’t know that there aren’t any deities, but if there were, they owe us all some very large apologies, that I am simply not going to accept.
Thanks, at least I know that after I rescued her, she never knew what it meant to be abandoned again. Been sleeping in a sleeping bag in the bathroom just to keep her company, now that she can’t jump to the bed.
She and my two other cats have been with me and cuddled with me on my darkest days, so it is time to mirror their kindness.
Her name is Navi because my ex and I are geeks, and ever since she was little and we rescued her, she has always been very vocal, and loves shoulder rides.
Last time she was sick, I thought she wouldn’t make it, but here she is. Full recovery except big kidney-little kidney syndrome, and after 5 years of living life at its fullest, she is unwell again. I truly hope she proves me wrong again, and brightens my life for 5 more years, but even if she doesn’t, I will forever keep her in my heart and keep doing what brought us together, fostering cats in need, and helping them find a forever home.
She is almost 10, and I love watching her rule the house and my other two cats with an iron fist.
Maybe you could try to restart your client. On Sync go to your inbox, click on the triangle pointing down, and a menu will open, you can switch categories there, as it doesn’t show DMs by default.
Now, I only want you gone.
Odd, I can’t either on Sync or Web, but was able to in Voyager(Whether you will receive it or not, remains to be seen). Gay guy, 37, probably queer but the definition changes so much I never know when it is OK to use it and when it is not, but I agree.
And I am not as hardcore as you are, I wish I could afford it though. Third world living in a capitalistic hellscape can be tough. And today I am dealing with mortality again as my oldest cat is very ill, so I haven’t slept in a while.
I am very scientific, critical of everything, and try to fight for what I believe in, which is hard, especially when I have 3 cats who depend on me.
And from what I said earlier, you deserve every word. You are a beacon, my boy.
Better than neo-pronouns, single person identifiers should be what they have always been, their name and set the pronouns as they/them, for English at least.
It is mentioned on the second season of the Netflix one, but it is more relevant in the books, and the UK version AFAIK.