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I'm not gonna tell anyone how to live their life, but I think it's a bad idea to film yourself crying about how you support and/or sympathize with a child murderer

A day in the life of Angel Reese 😭

They cut off my legs now I'm an amputee God damn you

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Your not alone dear loneliness I forgot but I remember this Stranger stranger stranger things have happened I know

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I told my therapist, "I feel safest when I do everything alone." She didn't even ask why. She just said: "That's not independence. That's grief." And I swear, I felt something in me break open. Because it is grief, isn't it? Grief for every time you asked for help and no one showed up. Grief for being the child who had to hold it all together while everyone else fell apart. Grief for realizing, way too young, that no one was ever really coming to save you. You didn't choose to be strong you had to be. Because breaking wasn't safe. Crying didn't change anything. And needing people only led to disappointment, guilt, or punishment. So you grew up over-prepared. You move through life with backup plans for your backup plans. You, double check doors, messages, emotions-everything. You carry the weight of "I'll handle it" even when you're breaking inside. People call you "independent," but they don't see the version of you who secretly wants to collapse in someone's arms and actually be caught this time.

Is there any job/career out there that cares more about skills, knowledge, and work output than telling your manager he is pretty and telling every single minor thing you see to Sr management

Story of my life 🎯

A blonde girl called Jenny came skipping home after school. "Mommy mommy! Today in school, everyone else only counted to 5, but I counted to 10!" The mom replies, "That's great honey!" Jenny then asks, "Is it because I'm blonde?" "Yes sweetie" says the mom. The next day, Jenny comes home skipping and calling out "Mommy mommy! Today after gym class, everyone was taking a shower and had flat chests, (raises her shirt), while I have these!" Mom, “Yes, sweetie, you do” Jenny asked again, “Is it because I'm blonde?" Embarrassed, the mom replies, "No honey, it's because you're 24"

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Hey @youlooklikeamom look i found a friend today too

How is that possible🤔