WalrusDragonOnABike

One of the few things I love about being in the US is informed consent being allowed in lots of places (even places like Texas, which otherwise have a pretty bad reputation)

I don’t really know tbh lol. I’m just trying to find a productive way to work through my anxieties.

Makes sense to me. When I came out to my brother, I'm glad he asked pushed me to express myself more. Not sure what you want questions about though.

percentage points. So additive math, compared to regular percents, which are multiplicative.

+14 pts israel means 57% in favor of israel vs 43% in favor of palestine (assuming you can't give other answers) That's the same thing as 33% more people in favor of israel.

+57 pts palestine means 78.5% in favor of palestine and 21.5% in favor of israel. That's the same thing as 265% more people in favor of palestine.

titled studies

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Imo, working exercise into your daily life is the easiest way to keep at it. Things like active commuting to work. Sometimes, I find something I enjoy as a hobby and can be physically active regularly for a little bit, but then it falls off. Of course even with commuting, I sometimes fall back into passive commuting habits.

Also, exercise frequently leads to just eating more if you aren't watching food intake as well. Certainly are ways to do that without counting calories and exercising can help accomplish it imo, but its also easy to gain weight by excusing overeating.

That it is!

Is it more obscure than I assumed?

Have you tried playing it with a live rat that you shake and squeeze?

Self-diagnosis (and diagnosis by non-professionals who just ask me if I'm autistic unprompted) seems good enough for me. Given people just assume I'm autistic regardless, I don't see how it makes a different whether I have a professional diagnosis or not.

Allegedly?

I was a supportive older siblings for my little sister. Certainly remember playing dolls with her. Her twin brother seemed a lot less supportive in that regard, but he certainly wasn't averse to dress up. When my sister made a scrapbook for a school assignment, she included a picture of me wearing a plastic princess tiara and other plastic jewelry and made a point to show me that she had done that. I was happy with her choice. My egg didn't crack until almost a decade after that.

My parents didn't notice the tits either. I think the only person I know who I'm pretty sure has noticed on their own was my best friend (who isn't really the type to be particularly trans-positive). I'm pretty impressed by people's lack of awareness.

Kinda surprises me. I tried to force my parents to start the conversation by intentionally obviously wearing a sports bra and my mom pretty quickly asked me about it. Was wearing a tshirt with quite a larger neck hole though.