I had the thought because of a friend’s asshole husband who says things like, “Why can’t they have their own bathroom and sports?” or “how did they get two of them on the school board?” or “why do they all come to this wal-mart?”

About 10 years ago I had the flu and I was so so sick I felt like i could barely get out of bed. While I stood in the shower and leaned against the wall, he washed my hair. I’m pretty lucky and even though we fight like crazy, sometimes, I’m thankful for him every day.

A friend of a friend’s husband was adult diagnosed and wrote a book. Would you be interested in a link?

Little bit of house work, little bit of fun, little bit of Netflix in bed. Just got a patio griddle so we’re enjoying watching recipe videos.

🤷 That’s how it felt to me.

Like you’re one of a kajillion people who have ever lived, like an ant, and if someone came along and stepped on you, you’d be dead, just like most of the kajillion people who have ever lived, only to be replaced by another.

ETA- also sweaty, yawny, and either very interested or very not interested in sex and/or food.

What’s her name?

I might still have one in the attic.

Congrats on being adopted!

You could go off activitypub and do something related to pubs. No word, just a 🍻. Or just Cheers! as the greeting for it.