I have a 40 hour work week. And two more jobs than are ten hours work per week. And I need to do these, or I don’t have health insurance and can’t afford my rent.

Yeah, I think that’s the right interpretation. Thanks for the recommendation, I’ll look it up!

My wife came to realize she needed to date women. That, and she had very bad anxiety that she began to refuse to treat. She had multiple screaming and crying breakdowns over simple social situations with my family. She couldn’t leave the house for months. I was working two jobs, taking care of our animals, and doing all the housework. She would lay on the couch and doomscroll all day.

I spent 40 hours on the phone with Kaiser Permanente trying to get her a therapist. When we finally did get her a therapist, the therapist told her that she was autistic, that the anxiety she experienced was just who she was, and that other people should just accept it.

We were going to couples counseling, too, and I said in one session that her anxiety was something she needed to work on with the goal of ultimately fixing it, because it was maladaptive and making both our lives really hard. The therapist cautiously agreed with me. Afterwards, she demanded to fire the therapist and moved out of the house. She stayed with my aunt and uncle for a month. I think she would have continued to drag it out, for a year or more, but I had no faith in the relationship anymore. When she sent me an email reiterating the same unactionable, generic criticisms she had always raised in couples counseling, I told her we should just get divorced.

The actual divorce was amicable. We had no kids and few possessions. I bought her out of most of it and we split the rest. No lawyer needed. She moved into a house with a group of lesbians and started over.

I struggled with feelings of failure and inadequacy for a few years after that: why couldn’t I help her? Why couldn’t I make her happy? It’s taken a decent amount of therapy, but I have come to understand that sometimes things end without a conclusive reason, and we don’t have full control over the outcome of our lives. I could have done everything right, and it still would have ended.

There were many good years prior to things unraveling. A blooming flower is no less pretty because it will wilt.

What do lemmings live in. …holes? Warrens? Hives?

Muffins are cake. I don’t eat cake except on special occasions. I think this is a pretty good rule.

Are there any good ones nowadays that don’t sound like a robot?

Even cats will fuck you up if they really intend to.

No. Children should be taught about all the major religions and allowed to decide for themselves.

Oh no! Anyway…

Every four dimensional puzzle is a time worm of puzzle pieces in a box and a fully assembled puzzle and everything in between.

I got sent to the principal’s office for not standing for the pledge or saying it. The principal was basically like, “look kid, do you have to be disruptive like this?” But he couldn’t do anything. I guess we have one thing to thank the JWs for.

This is literally carnap.io for formal logic teachers. Just a dude in Nebraska holding all of us up. He’s not even an academic anymore!

Not forgotten, too many of you guys are sellouts. They’ll die in the climate wars so they’re covered.

I’m kind of confused about exactly how this could escalate further, given that there are at least two countries between Iran and Israel. Israel isn’t going to send ground forces into Iran, and vice versa. And I’m doubtful that as bad as Israel is, they would nuke Iran. Where could it go beyond intermittently bombing each other?

I don’t get this one. Why is the surgical team passed out? Why can’t the doctors above help? What is going on???

Is it just a landing the plane analogy? Is that all?

This is great, except in my case, where I have regional insurance that no one takes where I live. Everyone is out of network.

I’m definitely 11

I don’t think I could blame someone for wanting to adopt a baby and not an older foster care kid who has had a lot of problems. People who do that are saints.

When I was in grad school I knew a guy who just simply didn’t teach for half the semester. No contact with students, no classes held, just didn’t show. He gave everyone a passing grade on the midterm and came back halfway through. No explanation. He was not fired. Of course, like the rest of us, he was grossly underpaid and didn’t have health insurance. I guess they get what they get if they’re gonna treat us like cogs, right?

I’ll give you this point, they portay teenage angst pretty well. I don’t get why a grown person would welter in teenage angst, though