Does anyone remember the last meltdown republicans had about Cracker Barrel? They added vegetarian sausage to the menu, and I think it made Tucker Carlson?

The troubled teen school I was sent to in the mid naughts had and has parents sign a form which releases them from liability if a kid gets injured. They’ve beaten the shit out of kids for things like asking to go to the bathroom, or having religious amulets.

Yeah I’ll get to spite them by sleeping on the street!

Because VPOs show up on background checks.

I was kinda hoping maybe someone here would know how that worked, but all the advice is “find a lawyer! There’s totally lawyers that’ll help!” When there has never been a lawyer. They don’t give a shit. They want money. And sure maybe y’all have friends and shit that’ll fucking help but I don’t have a fucking bed. I can barely keep food in the fridge.

But yeah, this is what I get when I ask for help. “Help exists, you’re just too much of a dumb fuck to try doing all the things you’ve already done!”

Tell me to call 988 again so I can be sexually assaulted even more! That totally helped the last time! Tell me to use the money I don’t have to move to magical pixie land Europe or Canada, because I totally can afford a visa and get a job instantly there! Tell me to see a therapist I can’t afford! Tell me to see a lawyer I can’t afford! Tell me to sit at a food bank for hours instead of trying to find work! Life just works out perfectly! When you say “hey this person molested me” you totally get believed and someone does something about it!

The reality is I’ve spent three decades of my life begging for help, I’ve tried every fucking thing suggested here and it didn’t fucking work. My life doesn’t matter, it hasn’t mattered, and I’m just exhausted of being gaslit by being told that if I just call the fairytale lawyers and therapists everything will be fixed!

I have no money. I have negative money. I have been trying to get the bare minimum set up to move out of the country because when student loans come due there’s no fucking way of paying rent. I am trapped here. I have ZERO support of any fucking kind.

No I fucking don’t have anyone to talk to, that why I went here to get no actual advice so far.

And yeah, I know what happens when you fail to kill yourself. You get sent to a place where you can get raped and have the shit kicked out of you.

Life is hell isn’t it? There is no help.

Bruh I’ve already called dozens of lawyers.

AFABs don’t mean shit where I live, we have the highest incarceration right in the states for people defending themselves against abuse.

I’m just going to kill myself I think. All of the advice is shit I’ve already done, now I’m unhirable and there is no help.

Regardless of whether I deserved it it already happened. There’s help for AFAB people who are cis, the rest of us are shit out of luck. I’m more worried about the VPO because that leads to not being able to get a job anymore

I have. I’ve spent a whole fucking year trying.

My ex got to torture me and kick me out of my house, there was no “free legal consultation” then.

I am so fucking sick of people pretending that help exists, and it makes me want to off myself publicly so people know it doesn’t and they’ll shut the fuck up. The US is fucking broken.

I can’t afford a lawyer. So it looks like my options are to become an hero.

Child abuse is legal in the US as long as you claim to be “treating” teenagers for whatever. The TTI has zero regulation and enough money to stay that way.

“Victim protective order” “troubled teen industry” = “unregulated child abuse facilities you can send your child to if you don’t feel like parenting”

VPOs are usually for abusive ex’s that strangle you or like show up to your work months after you break up. But if you are a wealthy child torture facility, I guess it means whatever you want.

Yeah, I know the bitch spent $100 on something for him when I was prostituting myself to afford $60 for Pearson’s fucking chemistry question textbook.

He’s slightly intellectually disabled (if she had permitted him to have an education, he’d probably be normal) and she was obsessed with him. His sexuality was something that was very “open” to the family, like we all knew about his Megan Fox poster with a hole in it (which she bought for him) and the used tissues in his room were… excessive. Never cleaned up, could smell it in my room.

At one point he chased me and my younger sister around the house waving his penis at us.

I experienced something complicated from her, which toes the line around sexual abuse but isn’t as direct as “she diddled me.”

I’m of course the black sheep and have zero contact with anyone other than my sister now for having pointed out how weird/abusive the family dynamics were…

I watched it with a buddy in college. We had basically a game of showing each other the most fucked up shit we could find - exploitation films like Stalag 69 or a documentary about some danish woman who had a farm were she fucked animals. We both found it ultimately kind of boring compared to the other stuff, even lazy exploitation films which would recycle the same 5 minutes of footage for half of their runtime.

Your comparison to a strained shit is apt. It’s trying it’s damnedest to offend, but it’s the same vibe as a middle schooler in a hentai hoodie telling dead baby jokes.

Threads does sound interesting, I’ve been recommended it multiple times before.

The description reminds me of the Notebook Trilogy of novels. Also a “how the fuck do we cope with what happened in eastern front world war 2” story. Has a couple scenes that are the only times I’ve ever had to put down a book. (The video game Mother 3 takes some inspiration from these novels - the main characters are named Klaus and Lucas)

I think I’ve had two outbreaks before this third one. I can see why someone wouldn’t know. It just looks like a patch of ingrown hairs. Doesn’t really hurt or itch very much. I wrote it off until someone contacted me. (I’m in the States, I’m not going to the doctor unless I’m about to die - I do test for all of the other things regularly because that can be done OTC or free sometimes.)

Thank you. I’ve been flashing back to high school sex and feeling a little gross about myself, but your comment is really comforting.

Is it that this guy had a specific allergic reaction to moon dust, or is it that lunar regolith is sharp and probably not something anyone should be inhaling?

The moon doesn’t have rain or wind to weather down its dust - it’s probably like inhaling shreds of fiberglass.

The episode where her and Mary Kate went on Oprah has been scrubbed off the internet as much as possible, but it was fucked.

Both girls struggled with an eating disorder (let’s be real, any child/teen star does because they’re our societies sacrifice to Moloch) - and she asked them a bunch of pointed questions about diet and weight. Fucking ghoulish.

Don’t forget there were “countdowns to 18” for both of them, just like there were for Emma Watson. Disgusting.

S…senpai, I can’t believe you painted me using your own body.