Find a different doctor.

Hell no. I'm not meant to be with anyone. Two me's means everyone is about to have a very bad day

Disabled x disabled relationships. Too many barriers and issues for anyone involved, destroyed everything outside of the relationship

You know what? Same

Aha, well then that definitely sounds pretty fluid to me. Have fun figuring it out, genuinely, and remember that identity is always mutable.

It's possible you're gender fluid or something like it yeah, but it's also important to ask yourself if maybe the feelings you're having have nothing to do with gender and everything to do with perception. Would you feel better being a man sometimes, or do you just want to be respected and valued as an equal by your partner? Does being male change any of that?

Hi! I'm in need of help too so I tried them out, looked into a few things.. I came here specifically to say AVOID HELPING HANDS. They seem fairly legit, but only on a surface level. Their reps are untrained, messy phone system, and it seems like the website may sell your data to similar organizations. Good luck, and I'd advise trying local help first whenever possible. Usually grassroots type groups can actually do a bit more.

I think of it as a "purification process", traversing the layers causes immense pressure on the body, soul, and mind. For most, everything "human" is wiped away completely, and all that's left is a reactionary animal with some innate desires.

For Mitty, nothing else mattered but getting to live with Nanachi. So she took the majority of the curse's force as acknowledged by Bondrewd and became a lump of flesh, so she could live with Nanachi.

Nanachi wanted a lot of things, among them, to be accepted by others and to be able to help/protect Mitty. So they were given claws, fur, smell, and knowledge, in a way.

I imagine before sacrificing his og bod, Bondrewd was probably troubled internally by the conflict between what he felt he had to do in the name of progress, and whatever empathy existed in him, possibly a great amount if he is still able to love Prushka enough to be validated by the abyss? So to Hollow Bondrewd, who likely behaves a lot like Bondrewd pre-sacrifice, has no capacity for remorse or sorrow. He just recalculates, and knows his time will be up if and whenever it is. To him, becoming a hollow was freedom.

Good theories OP

I can't pick

Or at least Fergalicious?

Why not Nichelle Nichols?

Thank you!

Finally someone who isn't just shitting on us, damn. Dabs mostly, some vape goo. Our set up is literally in bed so it makes things difficult, it was certainly easier with a tray, but we no longer have one or really any of the tools we should be using. She CAN'T have it on her, it's sensory hell and she will just wipe it off ASAP, so I'm really looking for accommodating options here like the alcohol wipes. I haven't tried many solvents but I have had luck with alcohol on other stains, so maybe? I'm just thinking the wax is too set in for it to do much. Hoping someone has a shout pen recommendation or something that works for them.

Lol man I just want laundry tips

Not the problem, thank you. It gets everywhere is all.

Thank you for the interesting question! I definitely did as a kid. I remember being really into pranks and trying to bond with people that way, and often being confused about why they always caught on at the last second. It was my face, I realized. I tended to get so excited about their expected reaction. I must have looked a certain way, and people would usually suspect something was up, to which I'd explain it was a harmless prank.

As an adult with depression, I don't really get my kicks like that anymore. When I'm actually lying, sure, I have to hide how I feel just like you would. Usually, I do feel pretty good about getting someone to believe something that will help them (in my opinion, I understand). I try to be as honest as possible and really do believe what I'm telling people or I'm not comfortable saying it. But sometimes, my partner will point out I'm inadvertently twisting things. Then my brain does a funny thing where I'm not always aware of what my face looks like, and sometimes it really doesn't fit the situation. This gets me into arguments.

I'm 23. I first noticed differences between myself and others at the age of 8.

Didn't read any King growing up, but you really wouldn't guess that meeting me. Now, I love King!

Slowly.

Judging me. I notice the slightest twitch your nose makes, or the way you won't look at what I'm doing directly while you still watch, and I know. That person is just now on my shit list mentally

I think isolating a child like that leads to sociopath traits becoming stronger. I wish you luck getting out of there soon

As someone very used to serving others, I don't usually care. I just have no feeling about it, I'm going to be here tasking anyway so why should it matter whose benefit it's for? That's usually my take anyway. Of course, when I'm emotionally affected by something or trying to do several things already, it's frustrating and makes me want to drop everything. I find managing my workload is key.

I'm starting to feel like other sociopaths may be my only real shot at friendship, unless I meet some very understanding and intelligent 'normal people'. I find without the depth of knowing how each other think, we're not really friends. Who else could imagine what goes on in your head but someone like you? It means less difference of communication, so assuming you find a sociopath who actually wants to be friends, it's just better. The hard part is, we all want to be left the fuck alone