The economy been handling that too.

Looked in a mirror and my freckles are coming in strong across my nose and saw my moms face looking back at me.

I feel like barking respectfully would be like an Afghan Hound or something.

(but no matter what I'm going through I still got time to bark, respectfully)

I biked 10 miles before leg day last week and my body wants to make sure I remember that I made that decision. A 2 mile run should help, no?

Dating/Sex is healthy. Fun. Connects us. It's also something you can go without and not die. Even the *best* of us, and our situations, do not mean we deserve these things either. They exist, we partake.

This. Because previously when my libido was on 11 it meant there were things I needed to deal with and was using sex to not have to think about it, or temporary escape.

Conversely, and it's def bringing up memories, but going THROUGH IT and having a partner who ISN'T showing up???

Lol man oh man.

The only thing we have to be considerate of in this conversation is where it gets close to eugenics, where the idea that poor or people dealing with life outside of their control don't deserve love.

It's better to focus on what EYE would do in that case, not so much what I think others should.

I don't want to create external systems with new people (or hell, even old ones) when I'm going through because I'm not operating from my *normal and trusted* state. I don't seek to create new bonds or navigate new emotional contracts. Dating will be there when I'm back.

I grew up *very* poor. Been homeless. Random job losses. Even having to navigate employment in this new AI culture is a huge thing I'm/were dealing with now. I can't give love unselfishly when I'm not standing on a foundation I trust.

My libido and interest in people when I'm going through is *very* low. Especially as I've gotten older AND understood how untreated ADHD made me seek sensory experiences (sex, dating-dopamine, flirting) which isn't inherently bad, but it is distracting and can create a cycle that isn't helping.

Hard to say. *Major* for one isn't for another, especially if trauma is *normal* for you. Black/marginalized people, especially in our society, will likely always be experiencing some stress/issue. That said, for ME?.....I don't.

AI is going to make good writers and terrible communicators.

I hate when I'm writing and it flags it as strong resemblance to AI text. I'm just like damn my nigga Nile just can't have autism no more huh.

I took it early enough to give my body time to be weird then let me be ok for the evening.

Or so I thought.

I know I leaned my lesson for the day when I don't even get a little ice cream to punish myself further.

Baddies don't carry Pepto.

I love when I'm having a good time and my body is like REMEMBER THAT DAIRY YOU ATE 3 HOURS AGO BUDDY¿?

Having a group of friends that will go out and salsa on the weekends is a life goal I didn't expect.

Niggas be on social media wading though all the lived experience of women, giving first hand accounts of what the fuck be going on, and they learn *just* enough to get the scent of wolf off their skin.

⚖️ 💕

And exactly why I had to have the conversation with my mama about trying to treat a 40 year old man like he's still a child that needs love and understanding. That nigga needed to be punched over stuffing.

This conversation is exactly why I tried to beat the brakes off my brother that Thanksgiving 💕

Feels right.

But, if.

It's 90s camp. The kinda shit that makes you wish movies never get any better but also never get any worse.

This looks terrible and I can not wait to let this play on loop 3 times on a lazy Sunday.

Sent 3 emails today that would really matter. Year of audacity.

If you gonna cheat take a video I wanna see.