Nah, you’re good. You asked and he answered. If it’s something that would happen at a doctor’s office, you’re good. If it’s something that would happen at a brothel, then that’s a problem. It’s all technical and you got consent.

I do the same when it comes to bodies. I ask my kids if they are comfortable or give them options. Let them know they’re in control of their bodies. Give them options. Example, we had a showering demonstration and I asked if they wanted to wear a swim suit or be naked.

I second Gabi belle. She does video essays.

I second Collier.

That would probably help but I’m already on them!

No, the opposite. I love this new job much more than the last. The commute is worse but everything else is better. That’s why I am questioning my feelings.

Because I created my account on zip.

Havent felt proud to be an American in a long while. I’m proud of loving thy neighbor as myself, not lining the pockets of billionaires. I hate that I’m powerless to do much. Representative democracy? My ass. No one represents me. They’re all aristocrats. “it’s one banana, Michael. What could it cost, $10?”

I’m not bitter about it at all. /s

It’s definitely anxiety. I’ve got that diagnosis on the books, lol.

1. I have meds for depression, amusingly. They’re the same for anxiety.

2. I used to see a therapist but haven’t in a while. Been thinking about going again.

3. I think “should” is OK in moderation. I don’t use it to judge myself per se, but to ask if I’m off base or something.

The new job is actually much better than the old job in many little ways like coworkers and mentorship and purpose. I honestly don’t think it’s that.

I didn’t do my hobbies much when I was laid off either. I thought I’d be overjoyed since I had more time. Nope. I did them less.

A year to feel not exhausted? Wow.

Yayyyyyy!