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I know that therapy helps me by easing the flashbacks of my sexual assaults when I talk to my therapist about it. Talking about it in therapy makes it less difficult to deal with and it’s better than trying to repress everything and causing harm to your mental state of mind.

I once commented on a Facebook page for mental health and trauma’s question if religious trauma should be allowed and I said that I thought it was necessary because it’s something I rarely talk about to anyone this type of trauma since it didn’t involve sexual abuse or the Catholic Church and...

“And so it was time to say goodnight. Goodnight Rock, Goodnight Stone, Goodnight stick, Goodnight another rock, ugh Goodnight dirt, Goodnight yet another rock….” “This is a classic?” “Goodnight book!" *Ethyl throws the book away from her* “GOOD!"

I’ve disassociated after dreams before but not because they were nightmares. I oddly have never gotta nightmare in my life. I’ve had unpleasant and unhappy dreams but never a nightmare. And I once fell asleep a horror movie marathon full of slashers and still had no nightmare. The dreams that...

My parents and grandparents are Buddhists. I know some of the teachings but don’t really follow them. My dad has always been open minded when it comes to religion and let my sister and me explore different options on our own terms without telling us we had to believe in whatever he believed in...

I’m having food. Crayons just aren’t that filling.

“There’s no I in Team America.” “Yes there is!”

The police weren’t even notified in my case and that is especially bad considering it happened while I was still a minor by another student the same age in school in front of others the first time. I know for a fact that law enforcement were never involved because I would definitely have...

I’ve noticed that ever since my dad bought me a house that I pay him rent for, I’m more motivated to clean my home. I think it’s because I have so much more space than before.

I’ve had bad luck when it comes to religion itself. Every time I attend a church for weekly services, something traumatic or unpleasant and uncomfortable happens to me. The first church was a Lutheran one and a group of boys kept bullying and tormenting me every week in Sunday school. It got to...

Anyone here ever seen the adult animated sitcom The Oblongs? I really like that show.

Little puppy kisses!

“Now Earl, don’t lie to the nice police officer. We’re on our way to the hospital. I’m having puppies.”

They were a one hit wonder band that actually had Madonna as a member before she made it big time.

What I mean is that I’ve had a few deep conversations with this guy which is something I normally don’t do. It’s like I was supposed to meet him and form some sort of friendship or relationship with him. It’s hard to explain.

I play the Pokémon games. Mostly offline. I often nickname them and give them puns for their names.

I have cats that just sit there looking pretty. Of course that could be because they’re just dolls.

I have been talking to one guy on a dating app for the past three weeks and we seem to have a deep connection. I told him about some of my past trauma and he can sort relate to some of it. We’ve talked about meeting in person for a cup of coffee but haven’t set anything up yet.

“What are you doing?! Where’s Scottie?!” “Burying beer. Oh crud! That means I drank gopher poison.”

I would use Meet Up myself but there are no local groups in my areas for the things I’m interested in. So you may or may not find something you could do to meet new people. Just wanted to let you know ahead of time in case the same thing happens to you.