halfeatenpotato

Being in multiple different sexual relationships with consenting parties is very different from masturbating to social media pics of people in your real life without their consent. Beyond the consent aspect (which certainly is a big one), these people didnt post those pictures with the intent for someone to jack off to.

Plus I don't think most (non-religious) people give a shit about someone having sex with multiple partners if everyone's cool with it. Now, if one or more people in your situation are unaware, then yeah, I'd agree it's an asshole move. Otherwise, who cares? Fill your boots.

oh, ok

I think this is one of my strongest (and favorite) qualities, but brutal waves of depression make it really hard sometimes because I don't feel much beyond a whole mess of negative feelings.

I'm going through one of those spells right now, so thank you for reminding me of this.

Of course. I just feel like that was my absolute highest chance of catching airborne rabies in my life, and thought I'd share.

Holy shit. When I was 16, I was visiting Yucatan with my family, and my cousins that we were staying with knew of this local cave that was "owned" by one of their friends. Basically, for 20 pesos each, their friend would take me, my brothers, and my two younger cousins on a cave tour where we were actually climbing in and up and all through this cave.

Keep in mind, this is Mexico, so there's no regulations on this very small time operation or really much thought of safety, no equipment except for headlamps, etc. As a teenager, we all thought this was great cause it meant way more adventure. Tbf, it was a hell of an adventure for sure. But retrospectively, pretty sketchy. My youngest cousin ended up slipping on a rock we were climbing up and started sliding down the right of it with nothing to grab onto (the rock was very slick) which led to this black abyss of cave rocks some 50 ft down. Confident that little dude would've died if my oldest brother hadn't snagged him by his oversized shirt and brought him back to relative safety...

But anyways, this didn't faze us (cause we were dumbass kids who felt invincible) and we continued on with our tour guide (who was straight up wearing flip flops). After about an hour of climbing further and deeper into this cave, crawling through tunnels, he eventually brought us to this pretty big "room" in the cave that just had this weird stench about it. And the second you walked in, the floor was entirely squishy and there was so much screeching. Turns out the room was FILLED with bats and we were stepping on a lot of bat shit. Like we continued on a little bit, and we couldn't not step on bat shit. It was up to my ankles and absolutely covered the ground.

The dude said we could continue on and there was another 1.5 hours of adventure we could do, but that was around the time we called it, and started heading back. We were probably only in that room for like 5 minutes before leaving, but had we continued on, he said we would've had to traverse deeper into the room to get to the next spot.

That seems like the exact conditions you're describing for airborne rabies.....

I'm glad I had that experience (only because nothing bad happened), but never again. For a lot of reasons.

I think it must be something else too, though. I'm a little bit of a weirdo in the sense that I don't use or am addicted to any social media. Lemmy is my only social media, and I'm not on here for more than a couple of hours (if that) in a given day.

I've never browsed or had Twitter, Instagram, TikTok, etc. Shit, I don't even browse YouTube like most people do. I do have a Facebook, but it was created LONG ago and i haven't been regularly on there for over 10 years.

I'm often losing track of my phone cause I'm just not usually on it. And yet, I'm having this exact issue where shit is just melting together and my memory isn't what it used to be. I see it in people around me, too. I'm only 30.

I feel this so hard. Is it happening to everybody else, too?

It is a sect of Christianity, but a fair amount of protestants don't like to acknowledge that. I grew up in a very Presbyterian family, and I straight up didn't know that Catholics were Christians until I was an adult because I was always taught that they were sinners who were obsessed with meaningless rituals, who worshipped the virgin Mary and saints rather than god (i.e. "false idols"), etc.

I'm no longer religious, but my family still is and my mom - to this day - refuses to acknowledge the fact that Catholics are Christians.

My pup straight up skinned a squirrel a few weeks after we adopted her.

...why are you still talking to her?

Outer Wilds

Idk why but I've always legit found this guy sexy. Am I broken?