ToastedCoconuts

The right to privacy is stronger than an individual’s right to enjoy their own home here. You can do whatever you want on your property and the cops do not care if it bothers literally every neighbor. Running circular saws at 5 am, cool. Debris from wood working piling up on everyone’s lawns, cool. Literally shooting nails into a neighbor’s house, cool. Threatening to drive anyone out of their homes who gently asks for noise to be kept to normal working hours, cool. Threatening to shoot people’s dogs, and throwing spoiled meat (and their own dogs excrement) at a house or into a yard, cool. Harassing potential buyers when you give up and try to sell your house, cool.

Unfortunately all of the neighbors who have called the cops about them are women

The cops in my town are too busy talking about rights that don’t make sense. In this case, Beau has the right to be stuck in a groundhog hole. Can’t go interfering with his rights, regardless of whether that hurts his family or the groundhog!

I have never had legal trouble, but I have had my share of struggles stemming from PTSD. When I felt like I was at a good place to try inpatient therapy I went to a VA hospital with probably much less than typical resources. Still, a very popular program they offered was equine therapy. A ton of long(ish) term patients talked up a storm about it to me.

I think it’s good to try, but maybe not for everyone just like any therapy. And the two guys who had caught federal assault charges while attending inpatient treatment with me were unfazed by equine therapy.

I’m either binging or restricting. There is no “healthy food intake” season of my life yet. Getting there! Going from a stimulant to clonidine has actually helped a ton

I say this as someone with undying love for DS9: Disco mirror universe is the best one

Everyone’s favorite guessing game: Why am I blacking out this time?

Have I had enough salt today? Water? Maybe not enough sleep? Am I anemic again?