Sometimes I Gotta Remind Myself That I Opened Myself Up To Criticism From Strangers When I Decided To

Sometimes I gotta remind myself that I opened myself up to criticism from strangers when I decided to post on the internet.

I think a lot of people need this reminder, too

'out' in the sense that I :

openly don't want a partner,

openly don't like the idea of sex

always wear my ace ring,

and have subtle pride flag colours everywhere.

'in' in the sense that I:

avoid actually using the terminology as to avoid anyone who doesn't react positively to aspec people (they just think I'm weird for not wanting a partner and thinking sex is gross)

and use subtle pride flags so my parents don't look up the flag meaning.

I need everyone I know irl to remember that, while I love all animals to varying degrees, I am first and foremost a cat person.

Please stop asking me to watch your dogs, especially if they've just been cleaned or you're showing up to my house. Weeks warning is preferable, but I understand life happens

Me: Jokingly complains about dad getting more food than me

Mom: "I could throw up mine and you could eat that."

Me: "No thanks, that's disgusting." *puts plate of food I was rather looking forward to in fridge* "Lost my appetite, I'll eat later."

Why am I suddenly in the wrong in this situation?

I've reacted like this before to hearing people chew or slurp and shit.

Why am I the bad guy???

Genuinely confused and hungry, but I'm not hungry enough to eat. Looks like it's soggy burger for a midnight snack, bois

reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and won’t have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing

Y'all ever just think about The Stanley Parable?

I think about The Stanley Parable....I have crises over The Stanley Parable....

I wanna give the Narrator a hug.

The Narrator needs therapy....

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