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Me and my ex husband use “teh sex” (sic) to mean something is beautiful and designed exceptionally well.
I watched this over my Thanksgiving break and am so in love. There are so many themes and ideas to dissect. I wish I could find a viewing party or discussion group about it. That’s how I found your post.
I’m no great thinker, but I’d love to hear others thoughts on what I see this series positing. Are there always bigger predators? When can you trust your understanding? What does survival look like, and how do you know you have achieved it? What really drives us, biology or intelligence?
All the seriously messed up stuff aside, this line made me giggle.
Some inside the White House called McEntee’s staff “the Rockettes and the Dungeons and Dragons Group.”
“It’s torture, and I helped!”
What’s up with that? I can’t see any of the pictures hosted here.
Yeah, but if they help themselves to a nap, it’s aiding a bedding.
They better hurry up and remake this so Lady Gaga can get the part.
Texit?
Thanks for teaching me. I can see that causing challenges down the road.
For example, I’m always on the lookout for all things quilting. If someone names their quilting community “Fabric Hordes” (not impossible, just look at phenomenon like r/animetitties) it wouldn’t come up in my explicit searches, and is very unlikely to be sought out or found by others in my instance.
Increasingly in my life, I’ve found this to manifest as an intolerance of frustration. Need a tool that’s not at hand? That project’s never getting finished. Anyone have methods for coping with this?
Heya, friend. I identified strongly with your inner monologue, if not from the same cause. I’m peri menopausal. I hope it brings you a bit of comfort to hear that many other women are having the same thoughts and feelings.
If I can share what’s helped me: I went back to a strategy I learned in my adolescent years… Sometimes confidence breeds confidence. I do my best to practice it until it becomes internalized and “exuded.”
As you move through your journey, know some old lady in Baltimore is rooting for you.