Otter
Living, but not laughing or loving
One of my BIGGEST pet peeves is open mouth chewing--I cannot describe how much I hate it
I also hate when people tap on things when it's quiet
I also hate when people tap on things when it's quiet
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This, a thousand times over.Don't tell me to calm down, breath, stop feeling that feeling or any other iteration when I am clearly upset. Like let me feel my feelings and even better acknowledge that my feelings are legitimate and valid. I don't need calming down I need support I'll calm down once it's out of my system. I can't just stop I struggle with regulating emotions it comes with my brainpot of illnesses. Telling me to calm down isn't helpful and it's counter productive.
Oh my gosh. This. I finished chemo treatment a couple years ago and it was ASTONISHING how many friends and family assumed they just had the right to rub their hands all over my fuzzy head before even waving hello to me. At least strangers stayed away.*wet, slithering sounds*
"Nhnhnhn I like ya hair. Can I...can I touch?"
*continued mouth smacking noises*
"O yeah it's so long. You won't mind if I, a complete and utter stranger, just slide on up and put my greasy hands on it rite? Just a lil touch. I gotta. You can't have such long hair down and not let me touch hrehreheh."
In other words, totally random people who I have never met coming up and asking...nay, demanding that I let them touch my flowing locks. Don't forget the added comment of how they wish they could steal it, if it's my natural hair color, and that I should never dye it. Pardon, Bertha, whomst the fuck are you?
Oh my gosh. This. I finished chemo treatment a couple years ago and it was ASTONISHING how many friends and family assumed they just had the right to rub their hands all over my fuzzy head before even waving hello to me. At least strangers stayed away.
I know my head fuzz (now long locks) is amazing. Yes, I love hugs and physical contact. Do not approach me with your hands extended towards my head like a zombie wanting to crack my skull open.
I can only imagine that having a fuzzy head or ethnic hair is even worse. I still can't fathom the completely shameless audacity that some people have to feel so entitled towards another person's personal space like that. It should be socially and legally acceptable to start snapping fingers off the second anyone's hand comes within a foot of your hair.
Oh yeah, entirely. Physical contact is my love language, I adore when someone I love gives me a nudge or hug, but uh... Gee, my personal bubble is very valued, and if you're not one of those people, then you'd better at least be asking permission. It really breaks my entire train of thought when someone touches my arm during conversation, it's just like "What, why'd you do that, am I missing something, ARE YOU THREATENING ME-"I hate it when people touch me at all. Not close friends or my SO (i love hugs xD) but anyone else. I'm sure I've given death glares to people who have touched my arm or knee during a conversation. Why do people do this? Get away from my meat suit!
This is a whole HECKIN moodWhen I go out in public and the public be there
I second this motion.- I cannot stand the "misery olympics." Just because you have problems I don't have doesn't mean my problems aren't a big deal or I shouldn't be worn out by them, karen. And no, being tired all the time is not all in my head or something that can be solved via positive thinking.