I still swear online, but I try not to do it aloud anymore because I accidentally dropped an f-bomb in front of a customer. I'm not bothered by them, and I don't get why other people are, so I don't think about it and get careless.
For me it was SpongeBob. I would have the blood of thousands on my hands right now except I liked SpongeBob and he's nice so that meant I had to be nice.
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Oh shit, I picked up "per se" from Animal Crossing as a kid and never questioned it.
In my defense, Rover is a fucking weirdo, you'd never use a phrase you learned from him to try to sound smart.
Going back to work 🥲 Stores don't close for the weekend!
Today's my actual day off and I'm planning to grab a library card in my new town, though. Looking forward to that!
Interesting. I did CBT for a couple of years and it was mostly about reframing extreme thoughts— eg you catch yourself thinking "I'm unlovable" and remind yourself it's more like "my last two relationships ended poorly".
It wasn't exactly what I needed but I didn't see much potential for harm. Is there more to CBT than what I did, or are there situations where that type of thinking can make things worse?
Maybe that CBT is also harmful to neurodivergent people.
Found a couple geocaches for the first time! Mostly sticking to micro caches until I build up a little collection of stuff to hide in the bigger ones. It's a new hobby so I don't know if I'll stick with it, but it's fun so far.
It REALLY depends how well you know each other.
I've had a friend transfer me money when I said no, and my ego was wounded but I didn't go hungry.
I've also had people pick screaming fights on my behalf when I wanted defuse the situation, publicly blame others for a relapse I didn't want publicized, and refuse me any privacy when I was depressed, constantly telling people that I was about to kill myself. 😐
Notice I don't call them friends anymore, just people. They didn't know my situation well enough to know how to act on it, but they had to be heroes.
Me trying to explain to my mooching family that my rent is due for the 36th month in a row.
Y'all ain't wrong, but I'm more curious about Germany. Is it much of a thing there? I tried googling and only found this incident.