Maybe I "cant Handle" Spice Because I Respect The Plants Defence Mechanism

Maybe I "cant handle" spice because I respect the plants defence mechanism

thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

Sex sells? You can get that for free

I feel called out!

Cue "When I grow up" from Matilda the musical

"When I grow up I will be tall enough to reach the branches That I need to reach to climb the trees You get to climb when you're grown up"

I have absolutely no idea what that Scottish idiot said but if 53 year old David Tennant can climb a tree, snap a branch and then keep climbing, only to jump back down when it was time and compare himself to a mountain goat, I feel like I can do anything.

Every time I advocate for voting people are like "no you shouldn't vote! Read this literature, it'll totally change the way you view voting!" And every single time it's the same fucking "you shouldn't vote because both parties are exactly the same so it won't make a difference who wins" bullshit wrapped up in some fancy language