+ 'mid-30s vaguely woman-flavored alphabet soup of mental challenges' + 'not one person! an experience of many people! a system!' + 'we are weird! if you are weird, we should connect! exchange feelings and fun!' + 'littles, caregivers, permakids, florets, dolls, angels, moths and schizo entities are safe with us.'
How many aro/ace folks are by choice, I wonder? Recently had someone say they got burned so many times that they're cutting it off and "becoming aromantic".
Being told in no uncertain terms that "hope you've been doing at least some preparations for shit to go sideways because we're in it" is wild. Like for all the yipping and yapping preppers have done for decades, we're finally seeing that they weren't all that crazy.
Ah crap we’re crushing on someone again chat. No, crushing is not enough. We’re drunk on this system we met. Ugh. The all consuming torrent of wanting to kiss it and hold it. We’ll work on the confidence to ask. But now? The yearning.