Who’ll stop Lorraine?

I thought it was about a lady who fell down a hill.

Wyrmwood! Australian zombie movie. Hilariously ridiculous!

When I use my phone hotspot it is named RCMP Surveillance Horse #69

One of my favourites is from a movie!

ThePromisedLAN

Welcome to the eternal now! You’ve been here all along!

You didn’t, sorry if it came off that way, it’s my innate passive aggressive Canadianness, comes out sooo hard in text form.

I’m also sometimes a dick so that doesn’t help either heh !

I think if I were rich I’d just buy books and then I wouldn’t be rich anymore.

I tried an air raid siren one and it helped a bit.

But maybe like an actual alarm clock not just an alarm on my phone… Hmmm thanks !

I have tried several different ways, and I will try the alarm again since you’ve suggested it - thank you by the way - but I often get laser focused in such a way that I don’t hear my partner speaking when he’s beside me on the couch.

Mmmh that sounds lovely but I unfortunately do not have that luxury as I do not live in the same town as my library.

Whoa I have not but that sounds intense. You should try blowing stuff up with your mind.

I’m on disability and cannot. But thanks.

That is exactly how I know ! Glad my library system isn’t the only one that does that.

Reading.

Hear me out! I have always been an avid reader, get very sucked into plots. I got diagnosed with ADHD in June. Since I’ve been medicated I’ve read $15,000 worth of library books. A little of that amount was before June, but most has been since then.

I will walk around the house making food while reading. If I am doing something that requires my hands then it’s a podcast or audiobook. This all being said a lot has been manga or graphic novels but there have been days when I read 10+ books.

Probably doesn’t sound like the worst problem but it’s something that has started to impact my life in ways I did not expect.

Thanks for reading!

For me personally, I used to have really bad heartburn until I started using straws pretty much exclusively. Rarely do I get heartburn anymore and I also don’t belch as much either, which I was doing a lot of as well.

I do use metal or glass straws exclusively though, even in the car I have some in a case in the cubby so I don’t have to use those awful paper straws if I am ever forced to grab food in the car.

Hey me too! I had friends and family asking me how I got through the days and now we all read a lot and have many plants.

Apparently you need to wear safety glasses to cut it because the maggots leap at you, while the cheese weeps salty tears.

A good brie or manchego will get me everytime!

It was, but I am actually doing really well now, generally. Stable and supportive partner. Love and joy on the daily!

Have some health issues but I feel like who doesn’t these days? It does make having friends a struggle but I have a lot of… acquaintances and small relationships can be fulfilling, in their own way.

Generally great relationships with my family, minus several humans who have been downgraded to biological associates.

On the whole pretty excellent and like to think I’m doing as well for those around me as I can despite my limitations.

Sorry, unsuspecting victims, for the wall of text, the word vomit needed out, I suppose.

One specific family member, hope that’s okay. But I could never tell my mom about when I was molested on a work trip with her ex-partners company. One of the families took in troubled boys and I woke up in the cabin with him in my bed. Hands in my clothes and drunk as hell. I beat him so bad. One of the other actual children of employees woke up and helped pull me off him and got him out of there. We never talked about it. I don’t know what he(the helper) knew at the time. What I do know is if I ever tell my mother this she will drive and she will one hundred percent kill the people who brought that monster into my life. And I love her too much to put her through that (both having to hear it, and the murder, and the subsequent jail time).

Okay, so my partner is just recently divorced from his years-estranged wife. He does not know if he wants to get married again, but I do. In loving him and being loved by him I found the reason people would want to tie their lives so fully with another’s. You are theirs and they are yours.

This bothered me for a long time, and I promise I’m coming to something (that I think might be) relevant to your situation.

I read a book… where the crawdads sing? I’m pretty sure. Anyhow a line in the book rang true with me, “we are married like wolves and geese are married” and I love that so much.

So, while you cannot marry her in a legal sense, you can be romantic as fuck.

Also! Just thought of this while typing. Do a commitment ceremony, nothing legal obviously but maybe do a cool cultural marriage ceremony like jumping over a broom around a fire or any of the myriad other marriage ceremonies other cultures use.

Anyhow I’m sorry she’s having a hard time and I wish you and yours (and theirs (= ) all the very best. I can imagine a poly relationship could be difficult at times but it sounds like you’re doing all the right things.

Stay awesome!