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No idea, he lives on the other side of the state and I only see him 3 times a year for his birthday, father's day and Christmas. My brother used to live with him but he spends most of his time with mum now.

I'm certain my dad is getting this rhetoric from social media because he's a lonely and isolated man in his late 60s with no friends outside of his male dominated blue collar job.

But it's not my job to reform him, I don't have the skill set or energy.

Call her doctor, make an appointment, save it in her calendar, remind her in the lead up, drive her there, get the referral. Walk her to the post box to send it off, sit next to her to phone the intake office to confirm they got the referral, set appointments on her phone for every 6 months to sit with her and call to check the cancellation list until you get an appointment. Drive her to that appointment.

If she has ADHD, the steps involved in getting a diagnosis are bigger than Mt Everest, she will need a neurotypical Sherpa.

He's also not a racist!

I'd had the same recurring dream since early highschool. It was dream like in that it was a true labyrinth that mademoiselle no structuralism sense, walking around in the dream was ethereal, but the objects within were mundane, the toilets were broken or dirty in ways that could be reality not fantasy, but I always knew it was a dream, and for me it wasn't panicked, it was just helplessly frustrating.

Because it was so recurring (at one point I was having this dream weekly) I told every therapist I ever had and they'll all suggested it was about performance anxiety, since many of the toilets were missing doors, or contamination anxiety, or even just having a full bladder before bed. None of that really resonated.

It was in my 20s, having lunch with and old friend, they'd brought their new partner and we got talking about recurring dreams somehow. We covered the usual, the teeth falling out dream, the highschool exam you never studied for that you're also naked for, etc. I start describing the toilet labyrinth, specifically mentioning that I'm not panicked in the dream, in just confused and frustrated, and this new guy excitedly exclaims "you've got an undiagnosed disability, I guarantee it". He was half right, I was diagnosed, but I didn't have any support systems because I'm broke.

The toilet labyrinth is a very common stress dream, but everyone has a slightly different response to it, and it's motivated by different factors. For some people it's performance anxiety, for some people it's health anxiety. Sometimes it's a fear that your private secrets will cause public shame if they got out. In my case it was my subconscious asking the question "how is everyone else making this look easy? how is everyone else able to do this? The tools I've been given fundamentally don't work! why do people keep staring at me like I'm the idiot for not being able to use a broken toilet? why is no one else talking about how to broken and unusable these toilets are? How is it everyone else managing to do this!?" because I in my real life I was trying to keep up with the able bodied peers while disabled with no support, and I wasn't eligible for support so it was very much "but how do I do anything when I don't have the tools? Stop asking me to jump, and punishing me for not jumping when I have no legs to jump with"

(I have legs, that's just a metaphor)

Jesus, now that its terrifying!

What would even be the point of a link that allows you that? Like, why was it designed to do that!?

Props to that person who PM'd you the warning.

I've been out as queer since I was 14. I'm in my 30, he still hasn't come around.

Given his age and health, if he's planning too come around he'd better get on it quick, at this rate he's dying a bigot.

I'm not waiting any more, I put my whole life on hold waiting for him to come around so I could live my life safely. If I need to cut him out of my life I will.

I appreciate they kind words, but please keep in mind mind that it's not always smart or safe to tell a trans person to be patient. The individual will know their level of safety, and advice to be patient and understanding can in some cases case be very, very harmful.

Yeah it's pretty regulated here, you present your evidence for being a medical cannabis candidate to your GP/PCP (or they tell you they think you're a candidate) who refers to you to a clinic that specialises in cannabis, the intake appointment was 2 hours long, they prescribe specific products based on your symptoms and needs, then script gets sent to a compounding chemist and you go and pick up the medication from the chemist, the same chemist that you'd go to for advil and beta blockers.

It can't be a tolerance issue, because I was prescribed the oil first and the first dose did nothing.

Unless I developed a high tolerance instantly to my first time?

At my review I was prescribed dry herb and mixed it with raspberry leaf, barely 0.1g and I felt it immediately.

As if there wouldn't be a black market for menthols if they were the only product to be banned.

And if my yeasty poison goes bad, I'll just pour it over some poisonous leaves, I love salad.

Don't forget to season it with minerals you chipped off a rock in a dried out lake bed.

This is the thing. Musk and everything his company does in terms of labour and marketing, and just their whole ethos is unethical as fuck, and I can't stand that as a society we are celebrating Tesla.

But self driving cars are not inherently bad or dangerous to persue as a technological advancement.

Self driving cars will kill people, they'll will hit pedestrians and crash into things.

So do cars driven by humans.

Human driven cars kill a lot of people.

Self driving cars need to be safer than human driven cars to even consider letting them on the the road, but we can't truly expect a 0% accident rate on self driving cars in the early days of the technology when we don't expect that of the humanity driven cars.

I can't imagine they'd prescribe oil that needs to be further processed by the patient. The printed dosage instructions from my doctor just say to take 0.5ml sublingual, and the pharmacist didn't say anything otherwise. It was topaz t25 oil, my friends tried some because I was convinced it was the wrong product or something, and it worked for them.

I have issues with other drugs too, like I still puke when dosed up on ondansatron, and the reason Im prescribed cannabis is because I can't take opiods for my chronic pain condition, even 8mg of codeine causes my respiratory rate to drop dangerously low. My chronic pain is the result of a genetic disorder, so I've just assumed I metabolised things badly, though Ive asked several doctor about it and because I'm in the public healthcare system I can't access CYP2D6 testing to know for sure.