Hell no. For now just gonna switch to some firefox fork that won’t include the AI.

Programs are like socks, once they get dirty, you change them. Do these people really not understand how this stuff works? Even giants can fall when enough people switch to other options

I was in that situation with myself when I was going through the autism diagnosis process, I even literally stared at myself in the mirror a few times. One line specifically I remember reading from the papers during it was something like “the patient shows classic tic symptoms, constantly scratching their head and twitching” and I was like “but-b… … oh”

Yeah, it’s not really complicated. The worst version is if someone tells your deadname to others to out you as trans, which makes it impossible for you to control the information. And if you’re known there’s always the risk of physical violence, especially if you’re transwoman and living in less liberal places

It’s basically because the name you used to have doesn’t really matter, it tells nothing about who you are. Some ask it out of curiosity, which is invasive even if it’s innocent (often that name reminds you about things you’d rather not remember), but some ask it just so they can use it to misgender you, and you can basically never know for sure is it malicious or not. Even people you thought were your friends might use the name later to hurt you if they get angry or some shit. So the best course of action is to never reveal your deadname to new people you meet. It’s gone, it’s past, it doesn’t matter and nobody should care.

Even if you are cis-passing (nobody can tell you’re trans just by looking), being trans means you have to either hide parts of you, or you are kind of fighting a constant battle of people reacting to you being trans. Even if you’re in a position good enough for it to not be that malicious, it will wear you down eventually. You might think you’re strong enough, that you can casually talk about your past and the name you had, you can take it! You’re not a victim! And sure, maybe you can keep that up for couple years if you’re lucky, but it gets old fast, and it will wear you down. Telling your deadname is just giving more free ammo to people who are more likely to shoot at you than you’d like

Totally fair. I also have a gender neutral name these days, but since my parents thought names for both a girl and a boy before I was born I’d consider those my woman/man -names. But yeah the reality of being trans is that you can’t ever tell any other names, unless you’re lying for safety. It’s always weaponized

I’m trans so I would have to decline answering, as any other name than my current one would just be asked and used in attempts to hurt me. But I do know exactly what names I would have

I wonder was he ever able to get his ostomy reversed since they did just Hartmans, or did the acid also destroy all the anal muscles and all that, preventing it. Yeesh what an interesting and horrid way to fuck up your life

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Once you get into the deep despair, the rationality disappears. It’s easy to logic “just do it without bothering others”, but the reality is that once you’re killing yourself, things like that don’t matter much anymore. Then the logic can warp to “it’s still better for everyone if I’m dead” or just “I have to die”, or something like that. I don’t really want to say the edgy thing, but I guess it is one of those things you can’t fully understand unless you’ve been there.

Also it’s really difficult to kill yourself effectively in a non-messy way, unless you have access to some proper drugs. My personal choice is hanging by cutting off your blood circulation, since it is very effective and you can do it without others seeing. Someone is always going to find the corpse (unless you manage to disappear in the wilderness for long enough, but then just disappearing is super traumatizing as well for the people looking for you), but in the best case scenario they’ll just find you calmly in a sitting position and even though that’s traumatizing as well, it’s not brains splattered on the wall.

Killing yourself is always horrifying to others, there’s just no helping it. I went so far I took selfies smiling seconds before just to make sure people left behind knew I was happy doing it, because that was the only solace I could give others in that moment

But asking the time something takes is a completely normal and valid question? I have never encountered a situation where someone would think asking for a time frame would be rude or impatient. Maybe this is a cultural thing, since I’m finnish and our norms can be a bit different at times

I think that’s what it implies? As in they googled those in the order you’re reading, getting more and more exasperated as they get answers

It’s probably not the genre people here tend to enjoy, but if you are into homesteading and farm stuff, Gold Shaw Farm has been excellent for years now.

Jos aletaan kaikki vaan kirjoittamaan omia kieliä tänne niin eihän tästä koko hommasta tule yhtään mitään, ei kukaan jaksa pitää kääntäjää auki ihan vaan että voi yrittää ymmärtää tällaistakin roskaa. Ja konekääntämisen isoin ongelma on muutenkin että melkein kaikki nyanssit katoaa kuin tuhka tuuleen, ei ne ole kovin hyviä tämän suomenkaan kanssa.

Joko tuhlasin tarpeeksi kaikkien aikaa tähän, jotta ongelma tuli selväksi??

It can make it harder to estimate the age of a person (I say as a person that also struggles with faces). But yeah most people don’t do those estimations based on face only, especially if you’re faceblind. I don’t know anything about Brad Pitt though so no comment on that lmao

You don’t need to look at the details in this case, even. The whole sign-thing is distorted in an unnatural way

Soon after my girl died, we were going to move to a different place, and for some reason I was so afraid she’d be left behind?? I don’t believe in ghosts, but I guess that’s grief for you. After we checked one possible apartment, I had a dream where she ran around the yard, and loved it. We moved there, and for around two years, I would sometimes see this dark smudge in the corner of my eye when I was having a walk. I loved to imagine she was checking on me. The smudges disappeared once my new puppy grew to be old enough, so it was like she knew I would be okay with a new guardian

Never buy non-stick unless it’s labeled PFAS-free. PFAS, also called “forever chemicals”, are persistent organic pollutants which are a great way to fuck up the whole ecosystem

If the weight is a problem, you can always try carbon steel. It’s similar to cast iron in it’s use (seasoning and all that), but it is lighter.

In school as a teenager, about 20 years ago I think. I punched a bully twice my size straight in his face (not very hard since I’m weak, but he got pretty surprised). All the others knew not to fuck with me already because I’m autistic and lack some emotional stuff which can make me seem pretty unhinged, but he was the “ring leader” and got emboldened because I was also an outsider weirdo and that made me an easy target. I didn’t get in any trouble because what would they even have told? lmao