It absolutely does not. I’m not sure what you guys aren’t reading here, but the very first paragraph is about her wanting HIM to greet her when she arrived home in the Uber.

Being scared of being kidnapped is not fear of abandonment.

Y’all aren’t helping him if you’re telling him the wrong reasons to do the right thing. That ends up hurting both.

No, SHE wanted him to meet HER at the Uber when SHE got home.

Today, before taking an Uber home, she sent me a text wanting me to be downstairs on the street to greet her as the Uber arrives. I read it and told her that yes, I’ll be there. I didn’t notice any further text because I was in the middle of something.

No, it doesn’t. Nothing here screams fear of abandonment. It screams insecurity, it screams anxiety, it screams mentally unhealthy, but this doesn’t say anything that could highlight BPD, or any other disorder.

Really? No.

Borderline personality disorder is a special kind of crazy, yes, but it’s severe abandonment anxiety at it’s core. I hate how much BPD gets thrown around, because it’s quite a bit more benign than people understand.

This situation doesn’t tell us ANYTHING about any mental disorder she may or may not have.

IT DOES tell us that she is not a healthy individual and he needs to fucking run because we don’t want to find out what really is wrong with her.

And then there’s me. Who has been with one woman, who was actually appalled by the whole attachment thing, but controlled so much of my life that I became permanently awkward, uncomfortable AND stuck with super low self esteem.

I don’t know if I suck at sex, or just suck in general. If I survive this divorce I’ll take that win right now.

If anyone wants to understand the pain of fissile uranium production, play factorio. Gives you a little tiny fraction of what it’s like to produce enough fuel for a powerplant. You need a lot more for a bomb.

My ex wife has the family’s neck breaker. He sleeps on the stairs like this, and purposefully darts between people’s legs while they are walking.

It’s only a matter of time before he succeeds at breaking a neck

Wait wait wait wait.

How did you end up getting tear gassed in the military? How did you end up getting tased in the military? Why? Who would think that was useful or necessary?

It’s a hypothesis - we need to be able to test it before it can become a theory. Think of this along the same lines as the solutions of the field equations that allow for black holes to be wormholes, or the correct configuration of spacetime can allow you to travel through time.

It’s certainly interesting though

I see a Helldiver I up vote.

For Liberty!

But on a serious note, something as obvious as “Managed Democracy” and quitting your job by signing up for “Early Biovat Reprocessing” and the characters literally saying things like “HELLDIVERS NEVER DIE!” Before being obliterated by a 380? It’s satire. Satire is funny. Like hahaha look at stupid Facist regime, I’ll role play along to get into the mood of the game because the idea is so fucking dumb it’s funny with amazing gameplay.

It’s willful ignorance at some point. I don’t think media literacy has much to do with it. It’s simply listening for what they want to hear, then ignoring the rest, just as real facists desire.

The only thing I can explain how uncomfortable this is to read is that it’s like trying to imagine scraping your nails on a old timey chalkboard

Neat. The trick rock has a pet tree

Hah, as if you’d ever see the icons behind the millions of things I have running

It’s almost like Nazis were naturally unkind people.

Look, I’m just saying I’d enjoy the fireworks, better than dying of radiation sickness

From memory it was anything with an exposed heat source or high wattage- Toaster, hot plate, personal space heater, microwave, toaster oven, hair dryer, fondue fountain are what come from my memory. (At our desks mind you)

We had at least 3 microwaves in our floors break room, a few toasters, fridges, etc. Thinking about it, it was less about disturbing others or personal injury and more about fire hazards.

My employer had a policy written for this scenario and warned office workers about non- approved appliances in our cubicles. Anything to cook/heat was spelled out, several examples given. But never an electric griddle, which to me should sort of be the first thing that comes to mind

As long as there were no strange singing plants this eclipse I think we’re all good right?

How do I unread that last sentence

Oh oh oh I know this one!

Glory! The civil war film! There’s a scene where a union soldier takes a cannon ball to the head and it explodes in a gory mess. It was during a tour to Gettysburg, and I threw up on the bus after seeing it. Then they brilliantly played the Mel Gibson Patriot movie where a revolutionary also takes a cannon ball to the head, only this time it removes the head in slow motion and more detaches it than blows it to head smoothie