it looks like it’s probably meant to be examples of places schizophrenics see hidden meaning in things that isn’t really there. Spoken as somebody with schizoaffective.
That’s one type of horror, if not analog.

That’s definitely what it’s like for me. I often have to check the ingredients to make sure I rinsed the dish properly or if it’s just cilantro (or oregano, which also tastes like soap to me, and smells strongly like it.)

I had no idea the term wasn’t used in other places. That’s interesting. I’ll have to keep that in mind in the future.

On the subject of other things that taste like soap, oregano also tastes like soap to me. I can’t tell if I’m blessed or even more cursed for liking that taste.

The only worse answer than “no” is “I’d love you more.”

I don’t know what creates the better vibrations tbh, I just know from my own personal experience there isn’t enough difference for me to notice at max (while plugged in I mean, the thing’s very noticeably weaker running purely on battery.)
Not that I own a wired one personally for full disclosure (and therefore don’t have that much experience with it) but I’m talking from the minimal experience I do have combined with the numbers.

Not a joke: When I was playing the Wii for the first time I legit thought “Damn, when this becomes retro Ima feel so old.”
Prophetic.

You can use the wireless one wired anyway, and it’s literally just a direct upgrade to the wired in every possible way. There’s really no reason to go with the wired one, it’s just coasting on its legend tbh.

It’s actually slightly more powerful than the corded if you keep it plugged in while using it, because it gets more powerful when it’s plugged in and its max setting is higher than the original. The reputation for less power just comes from the fact that it offers much lower settings than the original had, but the max is 300rpm higher than the max of the original.
Definitely the better option IMO. Way more maneuverability when there’s no cord in the way and if you were gonna use it wired, it’s better for that too anyway.

Fortunately, I think you’d probably notice if you did. Makes it hella hard to swallow stuff unless you pulverize it to a paste. In my case, some days I can’t even swallow things as simple as applesauce and have to just drink high calorie liquids.

Edit: After seeing the rest of your comments in this thread… Yeah, sounds like dysphagia. Dysphagia is a symptom though, not the condition itself. If you’ve got it, something deeper is wrong. In my case it’s likely nerve damage and allergies together.

Disclaimer, I have dysphagia, so this isn’t meant to be the average person’s experience, but… I was eating when I read this and counted how many times I chewed when I took a bite until I felt comfortable swallowing and it was 47. You’re telling me normal people can chew as low as 2 times? Astounding.

Ah, fuck, then I give up.

Counterpoint: I’ll simply give up if I can’t do it perfect right away. That’ll surely fill the gaping hole in my soul.

They should have stopped coming out with new years after 2010.

My school unironically thought this. I was left handed as a kid, but I wasn’t allowed to write, draw, or really do anything with my left hand while at school, even during breaks. Nowadays as a result I can only do things with my right hand even though I still, every single time, naturally go for my left.
I constantly go to write or draw and go “why is this so hard?” only to realize I instinctively used my left hand instead of my right.

Really applies to most things. I’m not a dude, trans woman, but I’ve gotten sexually harassed a lot both pre and post transition and the response I got pre and post transition is night and day. Pretransition people treated me like I was crazy for feeling unsafe and like I was supposed to enjoy it.
Honestly, men should be allowed to feel unsafe around women, or really allowed to feel unsafe in general, and be taken seriously for it.

Team “Not bothering to look for signs/flirting and just asking out people I like and crossing my fingers.”

Absolutely fuming, because the SSA decided I owe them a shitload of money because I went over the disability resource limit… And it appears based on the dates they claim to be because of payments they gave me. Payments which did not count as a resource for the months that they claim I owe them for.
So now I gotta go through the bullshit appeal process and just hope they admit their mistake so I don’t have to take it to actual court, which, like, I’m disabled. I can barely leave the house as it is. How the hell am I expected to manage that?

But in brighter news, my long distance girlfriend got a VR headset so she can cuddle with me even with an ocean between us. That’s brightened my week a lot in spite of everything.

Step one: Pull up pants really high.
Step two: Say “I’m the big boss man.”

As somebody in my mid twenties, I primarily date people in their 30s for this exact reason. I need somebody mature with their shit a little more figured out. Dating people my own age can be fun, but they don’t really have the maturity required to deal with somebody who’s gone through as much trauma and mental illness as I have.

Case in point, my longest lasting relationship with somebody within 5 years of my age was 1 month long. My shortest lasting relationship with somebody older than me by more than that was 2 years.