Off My Chest
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I am looking for mods!
1. The "good" part of our community means we are pro-empathy and anti-harassment. However, we don't intend to make this a "safe space" where everyone has to be a saint. Sh*t happens, and life is messy. That's why we get things off our chests.
2. Bigotry is not allowed. That includes racism, sexism, ableism, homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia, and religiophobia. (If you want to vent about religion, that's fine; but religion is not inherently evil.)
3. Frustrated, venting, or angry posts are still welcome.
4. Posts and comments that bait, threaten, or incite harassment are not allowed.
5. If anyone offers mental, medical, or professional advice here, please remember to take it with a grain of salt. Seek out real professionals if needed.
6. Please put NSFW behind NSFW tags.
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I had to say goodbye much too early to the pets I've tried to have and I couldn't deal with it anymore. I love animals though, so now I volunteer at a wildlife rescue, so I get seemingly infinite animals. I get more chores than love, and ironically I say goodbye to more of them than I ever would pets, but they're my patients now, not my best friends. But I get to enjoy a ton of animals, some that I never even knew existed, and I still get to feel I did good by them like I did with my rescue pups and kitties. We treated over 4200 animals last year! Overall, it's a pretty small commitment for all the neat things I get to be a part of.