There was someone who asked how to prevent pooping for 3 days and wouldn't really say why. It was very important not to, even though facilities would be available. I do not recall all the details ... Don't know if it reached that, but there was a definite buzz about the communities for a while after and I still see a reference here n there.

Im here, on the other side ladies.

I am a woman well into my 40s. I used to insist people call me by a man's name as a small child and growing up for a bit. I was raised in a very churchy midwest town, only child. The Thought of transitioning, then, in that area, was well kept out by church and lack of internet for us younguns. I barely knew what gay was, mostly from all the folk who called me butch and tomboy, got me curious to find out. Learned about cross-dressing but didn't realize there could be more than my jeans n tees already. Cried so hard the day I woke up with boobs as a teen, late bloomer and thought I'd be spared. And yeah, if I could have been a dude, I'd be a hella gay one. Was very confusing growing up with all nuclear family ideals and not fitting any of them, including their idea of the variety of the gender and sexuality spectrum that "wasn't allowed".

I also wonder if we had the internet media tech, medical knowledge and availability earlier, or was born later, who I might be.

I think it has cycles. Depends on what pop culture content there is to joke about, as well as writers and cast "meshing".

Wow... she just said that, huh? Then didn't blink when asked about it, and said it again!!

My SO got pulled over for not maintaining his lane while making a turn, through a newly set up construction area (wasn't there on his way into work, was at midnight on his way home, and, No One maintains a lane out here, ever).

They got him for a marijuana DUI, his blood test came back with the Lowest Testable amount. Like, the residual, not actively high amount. $10,000 of lawyers and repeat visits to court, and the MVD department (they can each charge separately out here?) After the 5th-ish visit on the hearings, the cop comes up to us after, "proud of you sticking to your story" ... then, since he didn't show to the next one it was finally dropped. Fuck the police.

Yes! The line between adore and hinder is hard to balance.

Sad violin music plays and swells, pan over wide eyed, hopeful Americans with light luggage packed, waiting patiently for their new family, an arm waves tentatively, friendly but scared...

Right? It didn't help me! Growing old, then having dementia or alzheimer's but still alive and thinking I'm thinking, has already been a fear of mine. Especially always knowing I would never have kids, thus no chance of anyone to be around to help, besides strangers. And, probably at whatever gov. med. level of care, as I cannot ever seem to make any real progress in bettering our financial situation. But, I'd rather be aware of it than ignorant to it.

How? Where? None of us have money saved anymore. Groceries and rent have made sure we can't save any money for anything.

...Unless, there is an adopt an American family movement I haven't heard of? Can we start one?!