u/3rdthrow

It really is about taking away space, time, and rest from Women. Even women's hobbies must be productive. Cooking, cleaning, a woman must always be producing something.

I remember back when I was dating, one of my friends told me to test my boyfriends by resting in front of them. If a boyfriend was uncomfortable or snarky about me resting "throw that one back" ( a reference to "there are plenty of fish in the Ocean").

What are your thoughts?

Like most, I didnt care about Vegans. Everyone should eat what they want, though I truly believe that humans should eat both plants and meat.

It wasnt my right, to tell someone what to eat. A fact that is *completely lost* on Vegans.

Ive had Vegans say that I am angry because I know they are right.

No, I am angry because someone insufferable has blocked me out of a subreddit, that has nothing to do with Vegans.

What are your thoughts?

I love my credit union, I really do, but they fall flat on their face when it comes to transferring funds. I am so frustrated.

It takes 3 days for an electronic transfer to be made from my Credit Union bank account to my Fidelity bank account.

My Fidelity bank account has already been verified by my Credit Union and has a history of having money transferred into it.

Fraud is not a likely occurance transferring money between two accounts, that the Credit Union has vertified that I own.

We are too technologically advanced to justify not transferring money immediately between same owner accounts.

What are your thoughts?

(For additional information: My Credit Union is good with getting reoccuring Billpay out on an exact date rather than a range and they pay me 5% interest on up to 20k in my account, if I use my bankcard 16 times in a month.

I heard Fidelity struggles with Billpay, but is excellent with everything else. I am about to move too far away to use the Credit Union, so I started the Fidelity account.)

I have a 2016 Toyota Camry, and it appears to think that it is driving, after being parked, taking the keys out, and sitting for about 5 mins.

So when I open the doors, it starts blaring an alarm, because the car thinks a door is being opened while it is being driven.

How do I fix this?

Not too long ago I had discussion with my girlfriends about an article that said that the majority of female friendship groups contained more women who had been sexual harrassed or assaulted than women who had not had those experiences.

I had the discussion with my friends and it turned out that most of my female friends had been sexual harrassed. Most of us, enough times that we had lost count. I didnt ask about SA for obvious reasons.

This online group was mostly men who were upset that they were being avoided, that women were treating them like potential threats, and refusing to trust them.

One guy even said, "I dont understand why am I being punished for what some other man did?"

And that is when it hit me-they think it is 1-2 other guys. That this is rare, rather than a daily reality for women.

They dont understand that this is a systemic issue that is now effecting them.

It is not a part of their reality so they simply arent thinking about it.

What are your thoughts?

Every time I go out to buy clothing or food, sales tax tends to be about $3-$5.

I literally avoid shopping to avoid paying sales tax. The taxes are simply too high, and I dont feel that I get enough in return for them.

My city also decided that it would be "cute" to put a special tax on any store that had a "priority location" which is legal speak for being on a main road, compared to a back road.

We often only have one of a specific store. So there is no second store location on a back road. Pay the priority tax or dont shop at that store.

I have turned my kitchen into a from garden/from scratch kitchen.

It is not yet worth it to make my own fabric.

I refuse to pay anymore taxes than those I cannot avoid.

Ironically, I would probably love paying taxes if I thought they would be used to take care of me.

What are your thoughts?

I am also wondering what culture changes have to take place to move a Society from low trust to high trust.

I swear I am not the Scapegoat. I grew up with my DNA Donors shoehorning into conversations that they were going to pay for my college. Less than 90 days before I left, they dropped the bomb that they had no intention of paying for college.

The reason for that? Simple. Just straight sabatoge.

Thankfully, I knew what kind of people that they were and had gotten a full ride scholarship.

The dynamic in my family is super weird.

My DNA Donors had children, so that their children could be their parents.

They do not have a single Able bodied child.

My siblings were considered unsuitable, because they didnt take care of my DNA Donors well enough.

I "took care" of my DNA Donors to protect my younger sibling because I thought that with their disability, causing them to struggle through school, that if my DNA Donors parentified and spousified them, that they would fail out of school. Failing out of school would have ruined their life.

In the "old as time" paradox, my sibling and I no longer have a relationship, because "it wasnt that bad (for them).

I protected them from the worst of my DNA Donor, and my sibling now believes that I deserved the abuse.

Going NC with my DNA Donors has been the most loving gift that I have ever given my younger sibling, because predictably my DNA Donors have turned on them, now that I am gone.

Originally, though my DNA Donors had a like/hate relationship with my siblings.

My DNA Donors like the validation of having other people around who were similar to themselves.

My DNA Donors hated how my siblings were also selfish, used people, and thought only of themselves, because that made my siblings competition.

It is very hard to use people, when you are in a group of people who use people, instead of people who are socially normal.

Multiple human blackholes competing to suck all the resources into themselves.

So my DNA Donors decided to help my siblings out of the house as much as possible. They desparately wanted my siblings to move out. They needed my siblings to get out of their house.

I on the other hand was supposed to remain in the house as my DNA Donors servant until they passed. Then I could live whatever life I had left.

I was useful, and useful people, get used.

My DNA Donors are affluent and an insane amount of money has been spent on trying to get my siblings out of the house.

Each sibling has had four cars purchased for them, and was taught to drive at 16.

My DNA Donors bought me a car, because my male DNA Donor bragged/lied about buying me a car as a college graduation gift. When my Aunts and Uncles requested to see it-there was no car. They ripped into my male DNA Donor, so he bought me a car, screaming about how I made him look bad.

Each sibling got four cars because they keep destroying the cars. So they only have one at a time and usually destroy it by refusing to repair it, and then keep driving until they get stranded.

For reasons, that defy logic, my DNA Donors buy new cars instead of dropping new engines in these cars.

My DNA Donors encourage my siblings to date, trying to push them into marriages. While I was forbidden from dating. I dated anyways and hid it from them.

My DNA Donors dropped an eye watering 1.5 million dollars on my siblings' education, for private school that included college.

I did go to private school for a few years, but most of my education was spent in public schools.

My older sibling spent 1 year in college and dropped out, refusing to go back. My younger sibling has spent *15 years* in college and has gone to 6 different colleges that I know of.

Younger sibling has an Associate degree in General studies.

Which is the degree you get that is *technically* not underwater basket weaving.

They have accomplished this horrifying feat, by continually switching colleges and not having their credits transfer. After 8 years, credits also being expiring, for many colleges.

That is insane.

It is so wonderful to not have to worry about taking care of my DNA Donors, in their old age.

What are your thoughts?

A righteous soul is vexed by evil.

How do you cope with being vexed by evil?

I firmly believe that just tailoring your subs to have an enjoyable time on Reddit, is nonsense advice, that doesnt work.

It *should* work, but it doesnt.

I use Reddit as a support platform, and therefore have joined support subreddits.

Reddit is a completely different place than it was 4 years ago.

My issue is that Mods dont do anything to keep trolls from attacking people in the support subreddits.

I am watching the numbers of joined and active members in these subs, plunge.

On one hand no one wants to open up about painful topics and be attacked. On the other hand, no one wants to pour their heart into a post and have no responses, because there are now so few active users.

The trolls have made Reddit unuseable for me.

What are your thoughts?

I have a chronic illness that leads me to have a lot of ear infections.

I hired a Hybrid doctor-which is a combo of a Direct Care Doctor and a Conceirge Doctor.

I would prefer a straight Conceirge Doctor, but there isnt one in my area.

None of this is covered by insurance. I pay a monthly retainer regardless of whether I see the Doctor or not. I say all this to point out that this is an expensive, premimum service.

I do have extremely nice insurance that covers things like testing.

So, I am paying a lot of money-to have this Doctor on retainer, on top of having a "cadillac" insurance plan.

I went to go see an ENT for my ear infection. He prescribed a medication that isnt prescribed anymore because it causes hearing loss.

I asked my Doctor to prescribe a different medication that I had in mind. My Doctor refused-appealing to the authority of the ENT.

In my mind-appeals to authorities are done when one is unable to have facts back them up.

This was done over the phone. So I am going in on Monday to see if my Doctor physically looks at my ears, and still refuses to accept my "No" as a patient. Unless the Doctor prescribes the typical first line of treatment medication, they are fired.

I hate having to find a new Doctor. I truly hate how limited my options are. And where do Doctors think they have the right to refuse a patient's "No".

What are your thoughts on the matter?

Insane people will always demand insane things.

My parents believe that they own me, and by extension that they own all my Worldly goods.

They have demanded that I make them my heirs. Yes, that is spooky. They have demanded to have free use of my car. They have demanded access to my paychecks, where they would give me an "allowance" out of my own pay.

They have demanded that I quit my job and move back in with them to "take care of them in their old age". Both were abled bodied at the time and still working.

Completely delusional.

I have since gone No Contact.

I feel like you guys are the only ones who understand how crazy our parents actually are.

What are your thoughts on the matter?

I am hiding my disability at work, because if anyone knew that I was disabled, they would be on me like white on rice. Illegal? Yes. Now prove that it happened...

I can self accomodate for my job, but my CEO wants to hold a big event, with myself and three other coworkers as the guests of honor, for our years of hard work.

I cannot accomodate for the event.

I cannot figure a way to get out of it.

I desparately need prayer that God makes a way.

What are your thoughts?

I was a bit disappointed that Raf's Bond Mark doesnt show in the hot springs outfit.

Infold needs to release a removable Bond Mark for Raf.

One that can be added to any outfit.

What are your thoughts?

I come from an enmeshed family. Which is basically a cult that is made up of only one family. It is high control, high judgement, no privacy, no boundaries plus my parents were trying to erase any sense of identity.

I was reading another Subreddit, where the OP bought a pair of Hello Kitty pajamas. It was their way of declaring themselves free from the judgement of others.

I was so jealous-I wish I could do silly and "cringy" things in the privacy of my own home without feeling judged to death by the proverbial "They".

I have no respect for my family's judgement, they are all immature.

However, that noncorporal "They" haunts me so.

How do I get rid of "They"?

What are your thoughts?

I think my Landlord is lying to me, because I think there is nothing that is temperature sensitive in an AC unit, as long as it is above freezing.

I think my Landlord is lying to me, to stall fixing my AC. He said that he couldnt fix it, until it was regularly 75F.

What are your thoughts?

My sibling and I are estranging from each other at the same time. Which is a situation that I have never heard of.

My sibling is estranging from me, because I am estranging from our abusive parents.They have already let me know that they will be happy to take me back-once I "get over what I am going through" aka take back our abusive parents.

That will not be happening.

I am estranging from them because they implied that they would estrange from me, if I wasnt willing to let them move into my house and support them as a dependent until one of us dies.

Very little is ever said in my dysfunctional family-just a lot of implying and subtext, for plausible denability.

Which as you can imagine, is *great* for my AuDHD sibling, who doesnt understand what is going on half the time.

My sibling experiences no "conflict of thought".

For example: If our parents told them that water is dry. They would simply believe our parents because they cant conceptualize that anyone would lie.

If I told them that our parents were lying and that water was wet. They would believe that water was both wet and dry, despite that being impossible.

If they put their hand in water, and felt that it was wet; they would still believe that it was dry because our parents said so.

It had recently come to light that for *years* while they were calling me, at 3am, to cry over our parent's abuse-that they believed that *I* actually deserved the abuse, because our parents said that I deserved to be abused.

I cannot look at my sibling the same way again after that revelation.

A real life example would be: I got my sibling a job, that they got fired from, because they kept calling in sick-normally after they already hadnt shown up for half their shift, and then they were gueninely puzzled about getting fired. It was quite the shock to them.

1+2 does not equal 3, to my sibling.

What are your thoughts?