karaoke, mh (+)
I really enjoy my Wednesday-night karaoke friends. I spent last night chatting and hugging and singing. People missed me and let me know it. We hung out and supported each other as we enjoyed performing.
I know so many of my other friends don't get the whole thing. They associate karaoke with terrible, terribly unaware singers. There are moments like that, AND there are shining times where friends & strangers make you FEEL.
"VPNs make your internet browsing more secure."
I find myself disagreeing with this statement more and more every day.
I also find it to be 'not entirely true' when you think of the privacy aspect considering how your browser is still being tracked left, right, and center with all sorts of tracking methods from canvas to cookies, to fucking ROOT CAs at this point.
please help: abusive mh facility, neurodivergent trans girl
Hey, this is an updated version of my ask for help that was previously around. Some things have changed, and thanks to your help I've managed to kinda get things back in the right direction but I'm still struggling and could really use some help.
I was admitted to a medical ward of a hospital just a week before Xmas and my birthday. I admitted myself, voluntarily. Sadly it was the only place with beds, and its run FOR PROFIT. The facilities were like a nightmare, the other patients were not getting the help they needed. They weren't ensuring that the patients in most need were even taking their medication! If someone acted out, they literally locked them in the equivalent of solitary confinement until they shut up. They call it the "quiet room". They abused my patient rights, held me captive for over 72 hours despite me being a voluntary inpatient, and did everything they could to slow my recovery and keep me as long as they could. I forced my psychiatrist to give me what I needed, and sped up my own recovery in order to get out of there. As I was leaving, I got the contact info for 12 other patients offering to be witnesses in court if I ever have enough money for a class action lawsuit.
My disability leave was denied. This is because I wasn't able to find a psychiatrist, have an appointment, and get prescribed new meds in time. Meaning every day I've missed has been "un-approved". Meaning I'm probably going to get fired shortly if I'm not already.
I have an appointment for the 20th with a psychiatrist but I'm so scared about how far away that is. There's no way I can work without my meds.
Without my medications I've been spiraling downhill so fast. It feels like I was finally given agency over my life and now it's been stripped away again. I can't think, read, behave normally.. I have been hiding in my room for days trying just to stay sane despite my constant psychosis. I don't want to admit myself somewhere again, and I'm not currently suicidal.. but if I can't get enough money to eat and pay my bills and survive until I'm able to get new meds, I.. honestly don't know what I am going to do. I can't work, I can't do anything until I have my meds back and that's terrifying. American Healthcare not being free is really fucking me over, and if I'm fired I'll lose whatever healthcare I would have gotten from working.
All of my partners are in crisis of their own and cannot help me at all. Two of them might be homeless soon, one is dealing with abusive parents.. I want to be there and support all of them but right now all I can think and hear is blood and screams, my psychosis makes my waking hours a nightmare. I just want to wake up, please.
If you have the ability to help, please, I implore you to do so.. I know I may be a rather abrasive person but I'm much better on my meds. I need them to live under Capitalism. I appreciate any and all help I can get. If you can't afford to help me, please boost this post or link it to your friends,, even small donations can make a huge difference on whether or not I get to eat next week.
- oversaw a bourgeois coup
- massive fucking racist
- personally put down worker rebellions
George Washington Carver :
- the first black man to obtain a masters of science from Iowa State University
- developed and implemented methods of crop rotation to reverse soil depletion caused by repeated cotton planting
- developed literally hundreds of uses for peanuts and sweet potatoes
So, karaoke got CROWDED.
#Houston is having some of its first really warm weather of the year, and it didn't rain tonight. People were out downtown, and they stopped by.
I was all but propositioned by an inebriated women. Sweet and affirming, and nah.
The songs were good. The reactions to the songs were good. The night was good.
I never thought, when I joined this corner of the Fediverse, that I'd be surrounded by sooooo many gorgeous and kind people, and even less that a lot of them are also enbies, polyamorous, pan and all the things I'm used to have to hide because I'm usually "the only gay in the village" but (*spoilers ahead!*) just like in the TVshow I just referenced, I am not alone!
Thank you for being here and for sharing so openly!
I can't believe you necro'd my Esthers joke. ;)
He's not pulling the tail he once was, though. He's scared. He's willing to settle.
His ol' pal, having put him together a damned bunch of times and maybe grown a bit herself, needs some convincing.
Because a dude wrote the song, she caves. She ALWAYS loved him! Whew, we're over the four-minute mark, better wrap this shit up!
It's an entire song about a guy convincing a woman who put up with his crap for years that hey, he is actually interested in her now! His passing her over time and again for other women was "living for a dream" and "taking on the world", presumably b/c he found them more attractive than his ol' buddy. Good thing "the miracle of fate"—I'm sorry, "his screwing each relationship up"—kept driving him back to his pal for mending, huh?
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