Touch grass, go do political organizing Frso.org/join
Being trusted into understanding dialectics and then viewing the world through dialectical materialism was a huge jaw dropper once I finally started to cement my understanding of it. Just looking at things, and historical progression of things and being like “oh shit, the stuff all the socialists have been saying hasn’t been pulled out of nowhere, it’s actually scientific.”
Read ‘My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness’ and ‘My Solo Exchange Diary’ and there were so many 
moments. I’ve had a vastly different life experience from the author and yet everything hits me emotionally so hard.
Coming to realize other people’s struggles has kinda put into perspective that I’m not alone in my struggles of depression, and that even though it’d a long journey toward improvement, it still gets better. Just kinda forcing me to recognize that overcoming the struggles of depression is a long journey of ups and downs, but that in the end the trend line of happiness goes up over time.
Also forcing me to apply the kindness I do onto other to myself, of seeing myself and my struggles in such a close way to the author and it kinda clicking that I need to apply the kindness I do onto others to myself.
Like with these books, there were so many times of me recognizing the struggles of the author and seeing her overcome them, even with how cathartic it was, and then realizing how much that struggle to overcome depression and its eventual slow results applies to me too. These books have pushed me to try and be nicer to myself, even though its cathartic. Shit gets better, even though it may not feel like it in the moment.
Also the wanting to hire a prostitute but the main factor missing was not having a feeling of acceptance, of being loved. Just kinda a shock to see a similar process in myself through having to overcome the societal pressure of always seeing sex as bad and to never be talked about, along with a similar feeling I’ve felt of the primary factor of a sexual experience being the longingness for love and touch, to no longer experience this chronic loneliness, to be supported out of the hole of depression. Shit hits way closer to home than I ever expected coming to read this book.
So that’s why Alakazam has spoons…
Want yalls opinions because I don’t have cool enough freinds to ask opinions on collars, which option(s) do you like better? I really like the rainbow one but it’s $45, and I’m unsure if its too flashy. Then there is the other style that is $15 that I’d get that with a burgundy strap and unsure on either a dark nickel or “gold” chain. Going with the $15 collar also gives me the option of adding a leash for $15, and I will spend less money overall. And then also then I have a leash for 
Also before anyone comment about it, no I’m not too concerned about opsec for posting potential collars I might be wearing
Have managed my internet usage better, but social anxiety and imposter syndrome are holding me back from social stuff. Have made friends tho and gotten into political organizing finally which has been fun, just not as social as I’d like to be, but its slowly getting better
The power of Marxism-Leninism transformed a KatGirl into a DogGirl, marvelous
New girl I just invented:
Going to the lesbian bar holding a collar with a bell on it and shaking it to attract local petgirls in need