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Cake day: June 10th, 2023

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  • These both apply to romantic and platonic relationships.

    Genuinely apologizing promptly after a fracture makes a huge difference. Avoiding it because you’re conflict-averse or self-loathing will make it into a much bigger deal that is harder or perhaps not possible to repair.

    When someone tells you that you’ve hurt them or behaved in a way that is unacceptable to them, it’s not an attack on you, but an act of love and trust.* If you don’t care enough about someone to stay in a relationship with them, you leave or fade out. If you do, you give them the chance to apologize and grow.

    *Not applicable to abusive relationships.



  • This all makes so much sense, thanks for sharing your perspective as an insider!

    I completely agree about reckless driving to be a vigilante being just as reckless. That’s why I’ve never called one in before this, if they’re on the highway going 90 mph they’re in my view for about 30 seconds.

    In this particular case, we were in city traffic. This dude kept slamming on the gas whenever the light turned green but would still stop at the red lights. I basically “followed” him in that I kept driving the same speed and all, but skipped my intended turn in order to stay behind him. This let me catch up at the red lights enough times to get his plate and an accurate description of the car. Then I kept behind him until I was off the phone with dispatch so I could give the most up-yo-date possible cross street. I let them know that and the direction he was heading and them continued on my way home.

    This also all happened less than 1/4 mile from a police station so I was hoping something might come of it. But I live in a high-crime city with much bigger problems, so these kinds of things are often not prioritized. But I do think that these are the types of crimes that in some ways allow the worse shit to proliferate, because it allows people to engage in antisocial behavior with no consequences. I think the total disregard I see drivers engage in where I live is indicative of a deeper lack of empathy that informs criminal behavior in general.


  • I was driving behind someone who was going way too fast and recklessly. Not on the highway or anything, a city street that people live on, walk on, etc. When he opened his door and dropped an empty liquor bottle on the ground I called 911. Followed him as safely as I could for a little while to try to give the best info about his location. I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t even dispatch someone, let some catch him. But man, that boiled my blood. Piece of trash two times over.










  • I was not going to subject him too either of those treatments.

    This is it for me. Chemo sucks so bad that there’s are humans who decide to pass naturally instead of going through hell to get a bit of extra time–maybe. Putting a pet through chemo without their consent and not being able to explain to them why they feel so bad, that’s way worse than making the decision for them to be humanely euthanized.

    I’m sorry about your doggy, and about your dad








  • I was taking a little me time at a cabin. Pretty remote, a 45 minute drive down a dicey mountain road to the beginning of civilization (a convenience store and a church). I was there solo to unwind.

    One night I made a nice little fire down a hill from the cabin, maybe 40 yards away. Around 10, I put the fire out and started back up to the cabin. The porch lights were on and throwing some nice ambient light, so I decided not to turn my headlamp on and harsh the vibe with blue light. I couldn’t easily see the ground where I was starting from, but the path was well-maintained gravel and I was familiar the terrain.

    After ten feet, I froze. I’m a person who struggles to trust my instincts sometimes. But my lizard brain was picking up on something not consciously perceptible, and I have never before or since had every part of my screaming that something was wrong.

    I turned on my headlamp and saw, about twenty feet up the path, a fucking rattlesnake. Then I immediately started second-guessing myself. Do we even have rattlesnakes in this part of the country? And it didn’t even rattle, isn’t that their whole thing? Also it’s night, aren’t they active in the daytime with the sun? I stared without moving an inch, barely even breathing, just silently gaslighting myself. After a few minutes it continued on its way and finished slithering across the path back into the woods.

    I ran up the rest of the hill and into the house. Promptly grabbed my phone and typed “rattlesnake [regional area I was in]” in the search bar. So, it turns out there are rattlesnakes there, and yeah their pattern is exactly the same as the one I saw. Something primal in my body knew, and I’m really glad I listened to it.