Having experience drinking water from a glass that wasn’t rinsed, I agree you shouldn’t ingest dish soap.

Not to mention that soap alone doesn’t get rid of food particles, it’s the water’s job to carry it off the dish and down the drain.

Almost never. My dreams are usually “me” (a bodiless third-person observer) drifting through wastelands devoid of life. Some favourites include blue hour medieval cobblestone wasteland, and golden hour desert wasteland.

If there ever is other “life” it tends to be big cats and they’re always hostile. And of course I do have a body for them to hunt in those instances.

Back in my teen years I kept a dream journal and I did have “normal” believable dreams sometimes, but they don’t really happen anymore.

Everyone wants something from you and they want it NOW, but when you need something it’s like pulling teeth to even get acknowledgement.

People exiting a building or vehicle get priority over people entering. Let people out before you go cram yourself in the way.

Tie between the time I threw my back out changing the car tires and it hurt so bad to breathe I had to lie flat on the ground, and she was mad because it delayed me driving her to go do laundry.

Or the time she was mad about me installing the air conditioner in our apartment to cool down (the cats loved it too), because, “It doesn’t benefit ME”. That was shortly after I asked her to start paying for half of the utilities while I was unemployed. I had been paying them all myself for 3+ years, including the two times she was unemployed in that period.

A plastic stepping stool that is probably older than me. It holds a subwoofer off the ground so that the downstairs neighbours don’t get thumped too hard (they have never complained).

I can share my anecdote about a girl I dated who had bipolar disorder. Take it with a grain of salt.

She was fine until she decided to get off her medication, and then things got chaotic. Sudden shifts from cheery to outraged about little things (not being included in a short conversation with my roommate about fishing), leaving in the middle of the night to walk home through a sketchy downtown area and convinced she would be fine. I worried for her safety and had to walk her home against her protest.

Then there were arguments about conversations that we never had. I don’t know if that had anything to do with bipolar or something else.

From what I can tell the medication made a world of difference. If I knew better at the time I would have tried to convince her to get back on it.

Abusive relationships tend to be like that. Now you’re free and can make up for lost time. There’s too much good music/movies/food/video games/nature to enjoy to let it go to waste. DM if you ever need someone to chat about it with.

Hey, I recognize you from some of the memes you’ve posted and I appreciate them.

Can relate to most of what you have said in this thread and yeah… Understandable.

Still, there is more to life than other people. What about you, what you like and what you care about? Maybe now’s a good time to be selfish and enjoy things just for you.

In comment sections or in community pages, it’s mostly an ocean of default avatars.

When I joined it seemed like most people had an avatar. I have used this one for years, so why not?

I also like recognizing other Lemmings. Username is alright for that, but the image helps even more. It makes it feel like a small community from the internet of old (forums).

Fall. No allergies, cooler temperatures, the changing leaves, shorter days, and the coming of winter (2nd favourite). I don’t do well in heat and I’m not very fond of the sun.