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I’m rawdogging life
Can’t find the source, but there was a post about
sitting on a cross country flight completely motionless, not doing anything to occupy his mindIirc, it wasn’t cross country but an international flight to Tel Aviv
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy:
What is it about journalism that if you pursue it you only get a job given you’re the most insuferable person on earth?
People basically have to be nepobabies to get a job in journalism to begin with, and then they either need familial wealth to survive on the shit wages and instability or they need to become SEO grifters churning out huge volumes of vapid slop. Those material conditions strongly bias them towards being insufferable in one way or another, whether that’s the out of touch upper/upper middle class failson coming through or the grifter grindset mentality consuming them.
I did this once cuz I had to take a flight last minute and didn’t have time to set up any entertainment.
I did this by accident when I was 15. 9 hour flight. Solo. Films didn’t download on my phone. Very cheap airline.
I got thirsty, they said they only take cash. I didn’t have any cash. So they said I can only have a cup of boiling water.
Fun times.
wtf did they also make you drink the boiling water by catching it in your open mouth as they tossed it in your face?
I got thirsty, they said they only take cash. I didn’t have any cash. So they said I can only have a cup of boiling water.
I’ve taken a couple dogshit flights (redeye across the US in a tiny regional jet, in a little seat I didn’t fit in, with no headrest on a budget airline) but zero water is way over the line. Even the aforementioned one, probably my worst, they gave me a tiny little cup of water once or twice
It was insane. I only got the boiling water because I demanded that it was my legal right. Total fuckers.
The view is better out front
no one’s doing this stop it
#WeFuckPlanes #anthroplane #airsona #widebody
We used to lay on grass hills and stare at the clouds, now I die if I have to be alone with my thoughts for an hour
This accurately sums up my experiences with dysphoria before I started HRT.
I’m pretty sure it’s just because I blast my brains with instant gratification from my phone all day. I didn’t have internet for a week and felt much better.
Isn’t dysphoria body-based?Body-based, but you don’t necessarily recognize it as such. It’s more a sense that something is off or wrong and you may not even be able to articulate it if you have any mental barriers preventing you from questioning things that you feel are tied up heavily within your own sense of self. Most people do.
For me at least, it was like a low-level depression that tinged everything, and I kept it drowned out by constantly keeping myself preoccupied with other things. I eventually hit a point where it was like an intrusive, self-destructive impulse. Any time that I was alone with my thoughts, I’d have no way of shutting it out, and controlling that impulse got very difficult.
Huh, that makes a lot of sense. Thanks for the explainer!
Retvrn to
Something something, politics, sexual pathology, and scho on.
inventing Buddhist meditation practices from first principles
You: no bathroom breaks and staring at the ceiling of my flight like a true red-pilled warrior.
Me: steam deck and my entire library of pirated games and a bathroom break every hour.
Yeah I’m rawdogging flights:
High as fuck on valium, wishing the plane would stop shaking
the gender that brought you frat hazing and Logan Paul.
Tf did I do to contribute to these two things.
so many men who just want to do a thing but refuse to. I don’t see what’s wrong with reading a book while flying
