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Cake day: June 14th, 2023

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  • for starters people around here tend to misinterpret what you’re saying accidentally or willfully, far more than my experience with reddit previously.

    Honestly, this is what has driven me away. No matter how innocuous something I say is, there are a bunch of “well, askshewly” asshats to argue an irrelevant part of your statement, or start the “whataboutism” shit. It’s exhausting, and frankly, takes all the fun out of it.

    That and the bots reposting reddit shit. I may as well go back to reddit. Plus Narwhal is still working…














  • Don’t be mean, or shitty about it, but be absolute. “This relationship is no longer working for me, and I cannot continue to see you anymore.” Not, “IDK maybe we shouldn’t see each other anymore.” Whatever variation of how you say it that works for you in fine, but no wishy-washiness.

    Cut all contact after. It’s very rare for people to be able to be friends with an EX. And it’s even harder in the immediate time after the breakup (that’s how you end up back together) I say this as someone who is friends with multiple EXs. Those friendships took time, and space, immediately after the breakup.




  • Nothing weird. I’ve had both general anesthesia and the “twilight” stuff (versed no propofol).

    I was put under general once in my 20s. I don’t really remember anything odd happening before or after, but I was sick as a dog after.

    The last time under general I remember getting wheeled into the operating room. Then, chatting with the nurses/anesthesiologist, and then just a rush of the most amazing feeling ever. I got an “oooohhh fuuiuuccckkkkkkkk” out before passing out. I woke up freezing and shaking uncontrollably (I’ve been told this is normal). I remember parts of the drive home, and getting in the car, but not all of it.

    Twilight was effectively the same. Got put in the oral surgeons chair, nurse said something like “here we go” and a rush of pretty good feeling, then out cold. This time I woke up at home with absolutely no recollection of getting there. Husband said I was talking a million miles a minute (not like me). He also said I totally thought I was just going to walk out to the car. My body apparently had other ideas. I woke up the couch in different clothes, so I’m sure that was entertaining trying to wrangle me into.