Wanting a man in my life, but being too far away from a decent sized city where I could find not only men who aren't into camo, pickup trucks, and fishing, and are also trans friendly.

Read a crime victim email notification about a certain offender. His listed statue has changed from "Felony Sodomy" to "Sex Abuse of a Child Less Than Twelve." I know that Alabama has historically considered almost everything they don't like to be sodomy, so the older designation was easier to look at. The newer label is so specific. I don't know how to feel like anything will ever be okay. I've been reeling for hours, just trying to figure out how to put this stuff back into some dusty unnecessary part of my mind. I don't know of any healthy way to incorporate this information into a working narrative.

This shouldn't happen at all ever, and he was someone I cared about. His actions divided my friends and family (he was so charismatic, and many people insisted he was too nice to do these bad things) and destroyed my support structure. People used to say she brought it on herself, that she seduced him. She was seven.

It's never okay to talk about it, so I get to where I've mostly forgotten and then these bureaucratic missives come hurtling out of the blue like missiles.

My dresser is broken. It's been broken for awhile now and I've managed to make do, but now I might not be able to. I don't have a vehicle to get another one.

Quote from: Felix on July 06, 2014, 05:44:12 AM
Read a crime victim email notification about a certain offender. His listed statue has changed from "Felony Sodomy" to "Sex Abuse of a Child Less Than Twelve." I know that Alabama has historically considered almost everything they don't like to be sodomy, so the older designation was easier to look at. The newer label is so specific. I don't know how to feel like anything will ever be okay. I've been reeling for hours, just trying to figure out how to put this stuff back into some dusty unnecessary part of my mind. I don't know of any healthy way to incorporate this information into a working narrative.

This shouldn't happen at all ever, and he was someone I cared about. His actions divided my friends and family (he was so charismatic, and many people insisted he was too nice to do these bad things) and destroyed my support structure. People used to say she brought it on herself, that she seduced him. She was seven.

It's never okay to talk about it, so I get to where I've mostly forgotten and then these bureaucratic missives come hurtling out of the blue like missiles.

Oh god, this wasn't your daughter, was it?  No matter, still very messed up.

Quote from: Felix on July 06, 2014, 05:44:12 AM
People used to say she brought it on herself, that she seduced him. She was seven.

That's f-ed up.
I am sorry you had/have to go through this, Felix.

Geeze Felix how horrible! I am sad for your child who will be scarred for life by this traumatizing event and my heart goes out to you as the dear mother who suffers from it too. Bless you honey..(((Hugs)))

I saw a dead kitten during my walk today. It wasn't gory, it just looked like it was sleeping, but it had bugs flying all around it. Poor thing...

Quote from: Felix on July 06, 2014, 05:44:12 AM
People used to say she brought it on herself, that she seduced him. She was seven.

Seriously?!

Wow...WTF?!

That is one of the most screwed things that I have ever read.

Mine was actually on Saturday, but I haven't been online since then so I'm only posting it today.

I had the misfortune of heading into Bristol whilst the St. Paul's Carnival was on. If you're not aware, the St. Paul's Carnival is supposed to be a celebration of our city's Afro-Caribbean community. That's the idea, but in reality it tends to attract all sorts of undesirables to the city from the surrounding areas and we tend to see a massive increase in crime & general mayhem. Six people were stabbed on Saturday during the 'festivities', if that gives you some idea of what it's like.

Y'know, I grew up in Johannesburg, which has one of the highest crime rates in the world... and yet until Saturday I've never seen so many people off their heads in the same place at the same time. Nor have I heard so many police sirens going off in a day... and this from someone who happened to be on the streets of Johannesburg during the riots when Nelson Mandela was released from prison (I narrowly escaped being teargassed).

What. A. Sheethole. I felt like I was back in Hillbrow again. Keep it classy, Bristol.

Not getting replies to my posts even though I reply to the posts that I can relate to or have input to share.     Sometimes I don't know why I bother   If I'm not accepted here what chance do I have in the real world.

Man... reading these sad things makes my comment feel silly... I ran out of sugar cubes for my coffee I had to use -sigh- regular sugar.

Quote from: Emily.T on July 07, 2014, 08:30:18 AM
Not getting replies to my posts even though I reply to the posts that I can relate to or have input to share.     Sometimes I don't know why I bother   If I'm not accepted here what chance do I have in the real world.

Emily,
      I don't respond to a lot of people's posts and a lot of people don't respond to mine either, it doesn't mean that they aren't being read and that people aren't agreeing with the comments. I suppose that if we were young and pretty like many here are then people would be falling all over themselves trying to get their responses posted, but that's the way it seems to work here. I read your posts and think you are pretty nice, but there are so many to read and too much time gets wasted online anyway so I gloss over a lot. Hang in there hon, there is not any negatives about you that I can see, it's just something you're feeling and we all get those feelings at times.

Quote from: Shantel on July 07, 2014, 09:48:48 AM
Emily,
      I don't respond to a lot of people's posts and a lot of people don't respond to mine either, it doesn't mean that they aren't being read and that people aren't agreeing with the comments. I suppose that if we were young and pretty like many here are then people would be falling all over themselves trying to get their responses posted, but that's the way it seems to work here. I read your posts and think you are pretty nice, but there are so many to read and too much time gets wasted online anyway so I gloss over a lot. Hang in there hon, there is not any negatives about you that I can see, it's just something you're feeling and we all get those feelings at times.

What zie said! I always read you Emily, but I don't respond to most of what I read. This is a rare "me too" post, but I think it's warranted.

Today, waking up disphoric, feeling like this is all too much work, and then reading some ancient stuff on the research area of this site made me extremely unhappy. Those articles either need to be updated or at least labeled better. I'm sure much of it has been overturned. One of the articles referenced DSM III r!

Feeling better after a long soak, no commiseration necessary.

Putting on 2lbs Probably due to snaffling up a ton of take out and beige food over the weekend! A miserable week of salad coming up. Boo!

Ugh I have so much work to do. -_- I hope it doesn't take as long as I am dreading...

The possibility of getting sued or fired because some kid said he "felt like he broke a rib" while doing the bungee jump thing I operate and the grandmother noted the incident.  She said nothing should come out of it, but 'just in case".  I'd like the mention that he kid seemed just fine of there and was flipping and happy like any other kid.  He never expressed any discomfort either. 

Quote from: Shantel on July 07, 2014, 09:48:48 AM
Emily,
      I don't respond to a lot of people's posts and a lot of people don't respond to mine either, it doesn't mean that they aren't being read and that people aren't agreeing with the comments. I suppose that if we were young and pretty like many here are then people would be falling all over themselves trying to get their responses posted, but that's the way it seems to work here. I read your posts and think you are pretty nice, but there are so many to read and too much time gets wasted online anyway so I gloss over a lot. Hang in there hon, there is not any negatives about you that I can see, it's just something you're feeling and we all get those feelings at times.

Thanks Shantel I agree with your point of view in regards to those of us that aren't as pretty at the younger girls on here I always read your posts as well and think that your a down to earth caring woman I thank you for your reply.

Quote from: Dee Walker on July 07, 2014, 10:14:53 AM
What zie said! I always read you Emily, but I don't respond to most of what I read. This is a rare "me too" post, but I think it's warranted.

Today, waking up disphoric, feeling like this is all too much work, and then reading some ancient stuff on the research area of this site made me extremely unhappy. Those articles either need to be updated or at least labeled better. I'm sure much of it has been overturned. One of the articles referenced DSM III r!

Feeling better after a long soak, no commiseration necessary.

Thank you for your comments Dee I am glad that your feeling better.

Quote from: Shantel on July 07, 2014, 09:48:48 AM
Emily,
      I don't respond to a lot of people's posts and a lot of people don't respond to mine either, it doesn't mean that they aren't being read and that people aren't agreeing with the comments. I suppose that if we were young and pretty like many here are then people would be falling all over themselves trying to get their responses posted, but that's the way it seems to work here. I read your posts and think you are pretty nice, but there are so many to read and too much time gets wasted online anyway so I gloss over a lot. Hang in there hon, there is not any negatives about you that I can see, it's just something you're feeling and we all get those feelings at times.

That explains why I generally get ignored.

Quote from: Shantel on July 07, 2014, 09:48:48 AM
Emily,
      I don't respond to a lot of people's posts and a lot of people don't respond to mine either, it doesn't mean that they aren't being read and that people aren't agreeing with the comments. I suppose that if we were young and pretty like many here are then people would be falling all over themselves trying to get their responses posted, but that's the way it seems to work here. I read your posts and think you are pretty nice, but there are so many to read and too much time gets wasted online anyway so I gloss over a lot. Hang in there hon, there is not any negatives about you that I can see, it's just something you're feeling and we all get those feelings at times.

I feel partially responsible for that. I will not let posts go unnoticed!