I volunteer at a horse stables because it’s good for my mental health. I started getting lessons at a different stables and offered volunteering services if they need it and the owner got real confused because she thought I was asking for a job. Like no, I like farm work and want to help horse farmers for free because it makes me happy

HEAD ON

✨🧚‍♀️You’re setting them free🧚‍♀️✨

Omg that’s so cool. New thing to binge at work on slow days. 😎

Thanks!

Is that a YouTube channel?

My town’s police department posts info on wanted criminals on FB and people comment on the posts basically doing the cops’ jobs for them. Every person who has been posted about has been caught. The cops here rely on the public to catch criminals and they’re shameless about it. Meanwhile they spend their time on duty harassing people who ride ebikes.

Man had to go see for himself if humanity really killed God

I hate that you’re right. Like, seeing how kind and compassionate the man was outwardly in the day to day and knowing of the horrors he and the church participated in and tried to hide… It makes me all the more sour to organized religion.

I have two that go hand in hand. One cannot exist without the other in my moral compass.

Acceptance and resistance.

Accept the things you truly cannot change and resist the injustices/cruelties that you can take a stand for and help to change.

Took me a hell of a long time to learn to accept certain things as absolutes, like the fact that suffering is an inherent part of life, but I have always been one to fight against things that can be changed. Not all suffering should be inherent to the human experience, though, and a lot of it can be fought against.

I also have long movie-like dreams and oftentimes they have sequels and I wake up remembering both the original and new dreams

Well fuck. I work at an MSP and we sell exclusively sell computers. 💀

My problem is finding my medications. It’d be nice to know where they come from.

How do I find out if my meds are made outside of the US?

I’m fortunate enough to have really great parents. Like exceptionally great. I get legitimately really sad for others when I hear that they don’t have awesome parents. I can’t imagine going a day without talking to my mom. She and I talk every morning to make sure we both get up and get ready for the day. My stepfather and I don’t talk as often as my mom and I do, but he has been my only true father figure.

My biological father was an absolute piece of shit for most of my life, but he got his shit together and I see him as a good friend now. He and I talk almost every day, mostly about pets or work.

Didn’t a tiger shark kill one recently?

Tired of false promises, man.

Rip my year-old IRA

I feel like he’s dead and that’s why they can’t bring him back.

Sudden death in epilepsy is one of my biggest fears. My seizures are well controlled, but there’s still a chance my brain will just blue screen anyway