If you don’t understand that anyone you have a conversation with can and will tell other people then I don’t know how you tie your shoes.
If you don’t understand that anyone you have a conversation with can and will tell other people then I don’t know how you tie your shoes.
“Aww we can’t say hateful things in DMs without worrying about it still getting out.” 😭😭😭😭
The article mentioned this ad format showed up in Waze first.
I’m using Voyager for Lemmy which doesn’t have ads or in app purchases.
I’m 33. Joined up during the APIcalypse and ensuing exodus from Reddit.
Now I feel old because my childhood was basically over before Reddit was born. Am I already old at 33? Gross!
Save WHAT? The gas station takes their bit so I can get to work. The grocery store takes their bit so I can eat to have energy to work, and so I can feed my child. The phone company takes their bit so my boss can keep in touch with me when they want to. The insurance companies take their bits so I can say that I’m insured and have the right to drive, and to put myself deeper in medical debt if anything goes wrong. The landlord takes his bit so I can have a roof over my head. Disney takes their bit so my kid can have her favorite movies and shows on demand because that’s one thing I can give her. And now my coin purse is empty until my employer gives me my bit again. Where do the savings come from, oh wise one?
As a millennial growing up I definitely remember the narrative surrounding PTSD. Even for soldiers in war it was hard for the public to understand and wrap their heads around. Even in the late 90s/early 00s, mental health was still a very poorly understood subject in the public consciousness and was just beginning to get the attention it needs, and even though we have a ways to go in that aspect, we are far far better about it as a society than we were 25 years ago.
That said, I too was relatively recently diagnosed with CPTSD resulting from regular abuse as a child which along with undiagnosed autism contributed to feeling like an outsider growing up and even to this day. I am very selective of what I share about my personal mental health struggles publicly but I always advocate that only those experiencing these struggles can understand them and they need as much empathy as we (society) can spare.
I have bad news for you: Nobody is here to fulfill your expectations.