Similar experience. Had a best friend who kept saying more and more misogynistic bs. After he said: “I could rape you, yoo know. And you wouldn’t be able to stop me.”

Over time, I made a munch of male friends who are awesome. Nothing beats binge watching the Owlhouse with the bro’s. Or a drunk pillow fight. Or a boat trip. They are fun. One friend is the kindest, humblest dude I ever met. I view him as a role model if anything. I’m also friends with a war veteran, and he is a kind guy who loves to train dogs and people.

It’s hard to find these people though. Most men don’t want friendships with women. They just fuckzone em.

My sister dated a sociopath. He was a master manipulator and cheated on and with every woman he wanted. This afgan muslim wad the biggest hypocrit I ever met.

He preyed on young women. Especiaally the vulnerable ones who suffered from loneliness, insecurities and/or depression. His charms did not work as well on me, because I’m not attracted to men. He did not like me and tried to ridicule me, cross my boundaries and set up my sister against me. Tried to slut shame me and implying I slept around in engineering. Trust me… no amount of axe bodyspray combats the overfilled lecturing room in summer. You could feel and taste the smell of men when entering. I have sensed every pheromone a man can produce, and none has a positive effect on me. And even if I did fuck every guy in engineering, what’s his point? He believed in polygamy. If he gets to fondle an theatre of tits, I should be able to ride every dick I want (with consent ofc).

My best friend was a guy. And the sociopathic pig would tell him misogynistic bs. About how to play multiple women at a once. My friend did not tell me anything about what the swine said. After all, bro’s before ho’s. And I was apparently the ho rather than the bro.

Anyhow. My warnings weren’t taken seriously, and 3 people I knew have had affairs with him. 2 of which were barely 19 and had a history of parental neglect and fear of abandonment.

Had my friend bothered to tell me, I may have had enough to convince my sister at least to cut ties with him. Instead, she become more and more miserable and doubtful of herself. Trying to break it off, but not being assertive enough to enforce it. Thank our crappy mother for that.

The pig also had a lawsuit against him for sexual msiconduct. He was a taxi driver and an incident had taken place where two women left his cab and hit the front of his car with a heel. Leaving a dent. Or so the story went. His brother lost his medical licience because there were too many sexual harassment claims against him in his dental practice. His family is known for misogyny. Fucker lied about his name because of it and refused to introduce her to his family. Reason he gave had to do with his muslim backround, but in reality, he was already engaged to another woman.

I hope she is okay. I doubt it though.

My sister recovered from the ordeal. Woman no. 3 cut ties with us and we don’t know what happened. We assume she did so out if shame. Which isn’t surprising because they all had an affair with the same guy. Fucking dumbass. Woman no. 2 was the most vulnerable, but is doing well now. Being disgusted with herself for how she acted.

I am no longer friends with the guy I used to hang out with almost daily. After he kept saying misogynistic bs and telling me he could rape me while I wouldn’t be able to do defend myself.

Men cannot be counted on for snitching, even if someone’s safety depends on it.

Fr. Methylfenidate is giving me a chance at life. It still takes effort. But instead of near impossible, it is now realistic.

The time has come to throws shit at the soon-to-be brown house.

It’s strange how often this has been done in the past. The only culture that didn’t treat women like lesser beings afaik were the vikings. Who weren’t perticularly known for being kind either. Anyhow. Women there were able to own a plot of land and a home. Rather than be a servant in it to a man.

And harm other people in society while they are at it

What about true hermaphrodite? That’s a term for a specific type of intersex that has both sex organs fused together. And develop secondary sex characteristics during puberty.

Depends on the type of bear I think. Brown bears might stand a chance, though most will probably f off.

Fr. A male friend of mine got into make up. Nail polish and such. I notice men who do this, stick to safe black. I asked if he wanted more colour, and he did. I remember cracking being a thing back in 2008 or so. A great caviat to go from just black, to black with colour! Perhaps men could bring this back into fashion lol

The young men’s version of a facebook MLM group.

This is a perfect description of the male and female meta. It is why males are stronger. Not to protect or lead, but to control through fear and violence.

It’s a priviledge men developed a higher sensitivity to oxytocin to compensate for a lower expression of the stuff. Enabling men to give a damn about someone other than their desire to dominate. Men can love their partner, their family, friends, their pets because of this.

Chimps ain’t that lucky, and males would rather watch an orphan die from neglect (and eat it) than take care of it. The males are known to kill females for showing assertive behaviour.

Same goes for prolactin in the brain, that makes humans more monogamous and increases a desire to protect something you care about. It never was a male feature before, but it became one in humans. It even peaks after the baby is born and the father is exposed to seeing his baby. Over time, similar adaptations to the brains of pregnant women, are seen in father’s brains. Which is amazing.

Men ain’t that bad, but old habits die hard. Men are more aggressive, stronger, more impulsive and less afraid of consequences on average compared to women. Those who were better at avoiding male aggression, lived longer. Hence why estrogens play a role in stimulating brain development in areas essential to risk assesment, consequence sensitivity, resistance to suicide, thinking ahead, planning, reading emotions (of themselves and others), learning and memory, reducing own aggression, communication and impulse control. Giving women an edge in academical performance despite there not being a statistical difference in intelligence. (Imagine if men had these boons instead…)

While all those obvious “big scary male” traits in men makes them seem like a bigger threat, women are well equipped and know how to dominate and eliminate people indirectly.

Nice to see siamese twin representation.

If anything, it is just nature. We are all related. Every fish swimming in the sea, every herb you add to your food, every bone in the ground. We are all related, and we all follow the same rules. Determined by limited resources.

This ^

Honestly. Jelousy is one thing, seeking to destroy someone out of it is another. It’e better to become friends, and see if you can learn something from them. Or perhaps network for luck.

They are men. Just as much as the next. They are simply the evil variant of men.

Agreed. A friend of mine is a veteran, and did something that he regrets every day of his life. Guilt’s been eating the guy. He told some people, and they cut off contact with him. Which he understands and agrees with. He told me too, and yet I can’t blame him for doing something objectively wrong.

Yup. I agree. Men’s pants more often accomodate my wide ass better than women’s clothing. I don’t know how. It shouldn’t be possible. Even the swimming trunks fit better… I found out ball hammocks are a thing. Not out of curiosity, but out of desperation! And sometimes, I find pants that fit my ass, but the legs are too short!

Another thing is that women’s clothing is meant to be form shaping. So if you are less curvy, the clothes got you covered. If you are too curvy, the clothes will crawl and migrate down the hills.

It’s hard to find practical clothing. Such as a swimming top that will stay the fuck on if you jump off a cliff. Or a bottim that has space for more than 1 asscheek. Let alone to avoid the camel toe.

Not to mention flimsy fabric with shitty patterns added. Found a comfy nice shoe? Well here is 2cm^2 of snakeskin pattern for no reason. How about a nice shirt? Got some stupid white woman quote on it though. Or an animal with massive eyes to make your boobs look bigger… ffs. Or the bad design? Nice hoodie? Well it’s short enough to show the belly button. Pockets? Some are fake. This nice looking top has 3 straps and you need to fold it inwards to make it stay in shape! Oh found a nice, 100% thick wool jacket? Oh it’s men sized. Arms are too long and a bit to tight around the bottom. Well let’s see- oh the women’s section doesn’t even have the option. Only a thin fleece hoodie in bright pastell colours.

God I swear to you, I hate women’s clothing so fucking much.

“Maybe I should just go swimming at a nude beach… that way I won’t have to search or worry anymore.”

Shoutout to ADHDcentral. They tried to make the process as clear and accessible as possible. With automated reminders.

Nice. Same here. AuDHD at 29. Got a chance to try out methylfenidate. Trying 27mg slow release now. The lower dose of 18mg did nothing, but fucked me up after a week of trying out.

So far so good. Gonna warn you though, it still takes work, but it’s easier to “just do stuff.” It’s as if I have a gas pedal now, instead of a button to move the car. As if I can choose to work at a lower rpm. Running on idle is possible now, and being idle (such as waiting 15min for the train) doesn’t bother me. As if I can choose what to allocate working memory to. Allowing me to manage my dyslexia and high associative thinking better.

I also notice satiety and thirst. Something I didn’t feel before.

I can quit stop doing “fun” stuff and switch to doing “less fun” stuff. Going from playing a video game, to studying! It never worked this way. I was only ever able to start study in the morning. Once I caved into gaming, it was game over.

Reading is hard, but I am managing to get myself to start reading. I seem to be able to do stuff even when I don’t “feel” like doing it. Like laundry! Still hard, but not impossible.

Does nothing for my forgerfulness though, and the mental hyperactivity isn’t zen. So the dose may be still too low for me. I was only able to experience “the zen” with 10mg fast working on the testing day. But the rebound caused me to experience something akin to a stroke and pass out for 5min and wake up in confusion.

It’s an alien experience.

Don’t know. It was a droplet. My guess is that the centrifugal forces spread it out so much, that it was no longer visible. I could not find where. So I simply told the instructor and left it at that.