whiskers165 [she/her, she/her]

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  • In 13 year vet of Grindr, I consider myself a power user, more hookups, hang outs, and friends made than I can count.

    You got have more discriminating taste number one. You gotta be mad when these guys reveal that they are losers. Open door policy and roommates watching TV? He’s a bitch boy who isn’t even in control of his own bedroom. You need to look on these people with disgust. Carplay is a similar red flag.

    Once you figured out somebody is disingenuous, a loser, or otherwise skeevy you have to block them. Don’t engage, call them names, try to talk them into something else, argue, anything, just block and move on.

    Grindr is a fucked up meat market, you either fuck or get fucked, play or get played. If you’re into hookups you gotta stay one step ahead of these fucks because they will take advantage of you and leave you feeling shitty. you gotta have strict boundaries and standards and you have to bounce people the second they don’t live up to your expectations. Instead of feeling horrible about being mistreated you will have blocked the problematic people and you will have more time to pursue the ones who are actually worth it

    There’s plenty of great sex to be had on Grindr but you won’t get to have any of it if you let losers fuck you over in the rain. Only you can make the determination that you deserve better than that



  • Dang for me I feel like weed isn’t working until I start getting a little paranoid. Like I should be having a low grade anxiety attack in the background or I’ll feel like the weed wasn’t shit. I get off on nails-on-chalkboard real abrasive feelings but to each their own.

    While it did help a little weed didn’t cure my depression but it start me down the path of doing other drugs that did (MDMA, LSD, DMT). From 23 to 30 I repeatedly blasted my brains with psychedelics and went on longer stimulant benders. I wish I could tell you there was some kind of model for this thing but its a crap shoot as far as I can tell, your results may vary

    For me I started as very insecure and socially anxious. The drugs lowered my inhibitions and I learned to be more socially savvy, it unblocked everything that was making me bad at people stuff, being bad at navigating social situations and relationships was making my material reality poor, poor material reality making me depressed.

    Once I got over my insecurities and got my social confidence up i was easily able to network/navigate to friendlier shores, this cascade of improving myself improves my situation improves myself improves my situation etc etc.

    At least taking your coworkers advice to smoke weed shows you’re trying to do something about your depression. There’s lots of MFers who won’t try anything new to get out of their depression, if you’re trying new things and taking advice I think you’re gonna make it eventually














  • Maybe it’s occupational? Like where he lives or works has toxins or allergens that he’s specifically allergic to, the sickness leaves him so close to the edge making it hard to breathe, fucking with his insides, so much pressure that he’s a millimeter from flying off the handle at any moment?

    Usual culprit is mold but it could be heavy metals or sewer gas or something from work.

    My wife and I lived in a mold house and it was literally just fits of depression and then fits of rage. We physically fought on a couple of occasions which is very out of character for both us. Since moving the depression went way down and the rage completely disappeared.

    I mean it’s most likely mental illness or a personality disorder, but it he lives in an old house not well maintained house with a leaky roof or rotting siding or something might be worth considering

    EDIT: I’ll also add that my wife is schizophrenic and living in mold definitely turned the dial on her symptoms up to 11. Shit had us going crazy thinking a ghost was haunting us. If you had never met us before or seen us after the mold house you would 100% think we were severely mentally and psychotic