@Vita3ali If you're on the swings and you're swinging yourself it takes longer to get to the height you want. If you're on the swings and someone is pushing you while you swing you'll get higher faster. Sometimes the wind acts like it's pushing the plane so it gets further faster.
@TVsBuckBuckley@Coleidoscopes If it's not a moral failing to always be late, then it's also not a moral failing for me to not want to be friends with people who aren't late. I also have ADHD, I understand the struggle but I won't be friends with people who don't put in work to manage it
@dilrhubarb Truth is nobody owes you anything, nor do you owe them. Move on your own time, but don't be surprised when people stop inviting you places BC your disability impacts them. But you'll find people who will understand and love you regardless. That's life
@imperooterxbt Is it correlation or causation tho? Women with a high number of sexual partners have a reason. Mental health, low self esteem, low self control etc. so they probably also engage in other destructive behaviours. Substance, alcohol or nicotine abuse, not prioritising health etc
The year is 1949.
The Nobel Prize in Medicine has just gone to the man who invented the lobotomy. Your doctor suggests one for your sister, who has not been herself since the baby came. It is the most celebrated advance in psychiatry of the age, and he is simply current. By the time the prize curdles into an embarrassment, close to twenty thousand Americans have had the operation, and proportionally more here in Britain.
The year is 1956.
Lay the baby down on his front, the doctor says. So does the most trusted childcare book ever written, the one on every new mother's shelf. On his back he might choke, the reasoning goes. Millions obey. The advice holds for nearly thirty years, long after the evidence has quietly turned, and a generation of cot deaths is counted before anyone thinks to roll the babies over.
The year is 1966.
A bestselling book informs your wife that menopause is a disease, that she is, in the author's word, a castrate, and that a small daily pill will keep her youthful and tolerable to live with. Her doctor agrees. The drug becomes one of the most prescribed in the country. Nobody mentions that the author sat on the payroll of the company that made it. That detail surfaces decades later, in the same year the landmark trial is halted early for raising rates of breast cancer, stroke and clots.
The year is 1979.
Your ulcer is caused by stress and sharp food, the doctor explains. Calm down, drink milk, take the antacid that happens to be the best-selling medicine on earth. Two Australians are about to prove that most ulcers are caused by a bacterium and cured by a fortnight of antibiotics. The profession laughs. One of them eventually drinks a beaker of the stuff to settle the matter. The establishment takes the better part of twenty years to stop laughing. The Nobel lands in 2005.
The year is 1985.
Butter is dangerous, the doctor says. Switch to margarine, it is modern, it is heart-healthy, the experts are united. The spread he nudges you toward is loaded with trans fats, which the next decade will identify as the genuinely dangerous one, and which will eventually be banned outright. The butter goes quietly back in the fridge. No correction is ever printed at the volume of the original warning.
The year is 1992.
There is a pyramid on the surgery wall, and the very same one in your grandchild's classroom. Bread, cereal, rice and pasta form the broad virtuous base, up to eleven servings a day. Fat is exiled to the tiny tip. The chart was reportedly held back a year while the relevant industries had their say. It is wrong at the bottom and wrong at the top.
Now it is today.
Your doctor has new guidelines, new studies, a fresh consensus, delivered with precisely the steady confidence of every guideline above. He believes it, and he has good reason to. So did every doctor in this thread. None of them were villains. Each was sincere, most were kind, and all were certain, reading from a map that somebody else had drawn and handed them. That is the part worth sitting with.
So when the man in the white coat tells you what to eat, what to fear, and what to swallow every morning for the rest of your life, you are allowed to ask. Who paid for the study. What the evidence says beneath the headline. What he was just as certain about thirty years ago, and where that advice sits now.
Then make up your own mind. Call it scepticism, or call it whatever your grandmother called it when she ignored the advert, kept the butter where it was, and lived to ninety-one.
It has outlasted every consensus on this list. It will outlast this one too.
@marygaitspill We game together, travel together, go to comedy shows, movies, talk for hours about literally everything under the sun. He's my best friend and my person. Also a lot of dick and fart jokes. Sometimes even fart dick jokes.
@HeatherEHeying It's not that deep, sometimes we just feel pretty with pretty hands. I am a train driver, more often than not I am doing hard work with my hands, I've pulled apart a coupler and put it back together multiple times with a freshly done set
@tugce190333 Actually this was on you, in maths equations multiplication is done before addition, and each phone has the equation in a different configuration therefore resulting in a different answer.
@BhattiLaib9960 One day your mum is gonna be dead and you're still gonna have the ring. Live your life for you, not other people's opinions. Don't set yourself on fire to keep someone else warm, don't make yourself unhappy to make others happy.
@YuuHaruzo@downbadcomment Oral and finger techniques, looking up written guides written by women for women's pleasure not learning from porn, clit play while you're inside her, dirty talk the way she likes etc.
Good rhythm is long deep strokes, slow at first then speeding up as she wants.
@lance_corporate It's emotional manipulation or an inability to emotionally regulate. They're either hoping they can bully him into finding a different job or can't control their own negative emotions that's tied to him going away frequently and take it out on others. Either way it's a no from me
@Uvalajnr Do yo cuddle them? I find that when I'm cuddling my partner frequently the oil from the skin on his chest and arm rub onto my face through the night and cause acne, also my hair gets greasier faster.