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I got this cheap because it's got a crack but it's so lovely I don't care.

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Snuggle buds

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OK new game. Use this website to see how common your first name is, and then put that number in the tags. 

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I need a little help here

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"Why is it a problem if students use AI to get through college"

Because if you demonstrate to me that you're willing to set aside concern for truth, evidence, and verifying things with your own eyes whenever it happens to be inconvenient for you, I have a solemn responsibility to make sure you don't get into medical school.

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Ok breaking containment for this one because I need everyone who will listen to hear this.

Women who suffer bad cramps are told cramps shouldn't affect school/work/etc, but no one ever investigates further because no one can possibly know if what someone experiences is just typical pain or something much worse.

Well after 15 years of stage 4 treatment-resistant endometriosis that came with pain as bad as, if not worse than, actual labor contractions every month, all the while being told I was 'typical' and 'just had bad cramps', I've finally been healed (another post for another time). I have had what everyone describes as the elusive 'normal period pain' for several months now, and I am begging you to look me in the eyes and listen because I need everyone who can hear this to hear this.

I have been on both sides of this. I have the hard-earned knowledge of what a period 'should' feel like.

If you have to put in any effort to hide your cramps, you need to get help.

Even during of the PEAK OF CRAMPING (i.e., as bad as your cramps possibly get), you should still be able to stand, speak, walk, eat, work, and sleep with no problems. These tasks should require very-little-to-no extra effort beyond what you would normally do when you aren't on your period. When you do these things, you should feel grumpy and a little bit icky and maybe a twinge of nerves and NOTHING MORE.

If you have to sit in the corner and hope no one approaches you because you can't speak or stand without showing pain, even slightly, you need to get help. If your pain is showing on your face, you need to get help. And most importantly, IF YOUR PAIN DOES NOT RESPOND TO 1-2 TYLENOL OR IBUPROFEN, YOU NEED TO GET HELP.

Your period cramps should make you grumpy. Your period cramps should make you feel a little icky and tired. Your period cramps should make you feel your insides existing/moving a bit and a twinge of nerves that makes you groan slightly then the "pain" should stop there, NOTHING MORE.

If your cramps put you on the floor but you make believe you're the captain of a ship who has just been stabbed and has to hide it to fight on, and you force yourself to power through the day, please understand: you are not okay, that does not make you okay. Just because you can power through the pain doesn't mean you aren't sick. If you have to force yourself through any basic task beyond the effort it takes you to do when you aren't on your period, and I am holding your face and looking you in the eye as I say this because I need you to hear me: You aren't normal. You don't 'just have bad cramps'. You are sick and you need to get help.

Now most people will tell you if your cramps are beyond a 3 out of 10 on the pain scale, you should see a doctor. While this is usually true, you have to consider chronic pain CAN AND WILL BREAK YOUR PAIN SCALE. Most people will only compare pain they currently feel to pain they may experience one day but probably never will. "Sure these cramps feel bad now, but if I had a leg amputated with no anesthesia, that would hurt WAY worse, so this pain can't be that bad-" No. Your pain is what it is, objectively, full stop. My cramps were at a 10 out of 10 every. Single. Time. And nobody told me claiming they were a 6-8 because I thought to myself 'what if I lose a limb one day?' was completely wrong. 10 pain is 10 pain. And if there's something that hurts worse than that, guess what. The thing you are experiencing right now is still a 10 out of 10 on the pain scale. Just because you experience it every month doesn't mean it's magically not as bad is it is. And if your pain is worse than a 3 out of 10, you need to get help.

Now when I say get help, I mean find the root cause of your pain. You can't just throw drugs and hormones at it without knowing what it causing your pain. Endometriosis, fibroids, pcos, cancer, adenomyosis, polyps, thyroid issues, there is always a cause. And if you leave it untreated, it will grow and get worse to the point where it resists treatment and the drugs and hormones you've been throwing at it for years don't work anymore. You have to find a doctor that will investigate. If your doctor tells you you 'just have bad cramps' get a new doctor. I know you've been told that but please hear me: no one ever just has bad cramps. A healthy human body doesn't spontaneously cause itself pain so bad you can't stand up; there is ALWAYS a cause.

I was sick for more than 15 years. My entire life was put on hold and now I'm in my late 20s trying desperately to play catch up for everything I missed. I want to pick up 12yo me, spin her around, and tell her she doesn't have to die before she finally stops hurting. I don't want anyone to suffer the same fate I did simply because everyone told them they were normal. A little twinge of pain here and there is normal, suffering is not. I promise you your pain is real, it is not normal, and dear heavenly day I am begging you you need to get help now.

TL;DR: There is no such thing as 'just bad cramps.' If you feel anything more than grumpy, icky, and pain greater than a 3 out of 10, you need to find out what's wrong with you before it gets worse.

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the tiktok itself is funny but i’m deeply obsessed with this dog

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My new favorite genre of picture is a very special thing that most animals (and humans!) do: face nuzzling as an act of greeting/comfort/intimacy. thank God that this is happening all over the world right now

Isn’t it wonderful?!

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Hot take: If you don’t understand that Batman is, at his core, just as much about love as justice, then you don’t understand Batman.

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so true

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Obi-Wan is like I got the kids in the divorce. They aren't even my kids. Or my divorce

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So there are several species of frogs that have evolved to be so small that their vestibular balance system doesn't work well and I'm sorry but it's the funniest thing to watch them try to jump.

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My local thrift store knows when they have a dead thing, I'll get it.

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Mum and I are selling the rest home we bought as a family business 14 years ago with my step dad who died last year. We've already agreed on a price but the contract has to have a chattels list with dollar value for every physical thing they'll be getting, we had to come up with a list and assign a value to every chair, fork, laundry bag, bed sheet and stapler. We got the cook to stock take the kitchen, the maintenance man to do the garage, the laundry lady to do the linens etc. I then compiled all those lists into one big list and had to figure out what I thought each and every item was worth.

It was so weird to do. How can I put a value on the white artificial Christmas tree that my step dad insisted we buy the first Christmas we had the place? And no we couldn't get a cheap one, we had to get a good one that would last decades, and I insisted that if he was gonna get this specific tree at this specific department store then he was going to get Mum a ring she'd seen and liked at the jeweler's next door. How can I put a value on the piano we'd bought as a chattel from the previous business owners, that had had been horrifically out of tune, and we'd gotten it tuned up for Madge a local lady who used to come in and play for our residents and who had ended up as a resident herself? She was a hard drinking, party loving lesbian, and every-time it looked like she was dying we'd have a happy hour and she'd perk up and come and play honky-tonk and drink whiskey and tell stories about the ladies she'd known, we knew she was really dying when she couldn't be lured out of her room with 6PM hard liquor.

Then there's the things that I do know the dollar value of but they have weird emotional connection. Like the hospital bed that we'd spent months searching for second hand and then I walked into my favorite thrift store and found the exact make and model we'd been trying to get, for sale for $295. It would have been about $5000 new, most of the second hand ones we'd been looking at were in the $2000 range so that's what I put it as on the chattels list even though it's way more than we paid. I'll spend my whole life chasing that high of finding the exact thing I'd been looking at for a fraction of it's price. Then there's the 2 and a half year old petrol generator that I drove across the whole of the Wellington region to get the last one at any store I called, the day after Cyclone Gabrielle when the rest home had no power and the emergency generator wasn't working because the maintenance man (who was MIA) had been too busy smoking dope behind the garage to do his job and y'know MAINTAIN shit. He was fine, we knew he was fine because we'd spoken to a friend of his, he just wasn't answering our calls because he knew he done fucked up - I may still be slightly bitter. Our manager's husband's 92 year old uncle fixed the old generator and I managed to get the new one through to them as soon as the roads opened. Our new maintenance man starts both generators once a month every month to make sure that they'll start in an emergency.

It's all just things and I'll still have the memories. But it's been a weird experience to put a price on all the things that represent more than a quarter of my life.

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sir that is my beloved mutual with whom i have not shared a fandom since 2013