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Yeaaah, people will say "takes months" as a conservative estimate. I was super sore at 3 weeks lol and it really never stopped (the line between sore and tender is admittedly blurry).

Some things come and go. Especially those of a sexual nature. I've had 6 mo periods where for whatever reason, my genitals just did not function like normal at all. Then it all returns. Weird.

Indeed scent, texture, moisture, sensitivity and even coloration down there have completely changed for me. I started HRT at 37, so I had plenty of time to discover what my body was like before. And it's very different now. I would say much closer to my AFAB partner whose body I have also had much time to explore.

Wooow I never made that connection!!

Indeed I have been frustrated for years over my sudden propensity for dropping things. I think there has also been a change in coordination/spatial awareness for me.

I wonder if this also factors into the increased difficulty of opening lids? No matter how much force I apply, I can't move them without adding a grippy texture.

And will they be Russian, or more human trafficking victims?

Honestly I think that's a large portion of it.

They know if they treat us with respect, just let us exist, we'll do so much better. And it's our own choices and decisions that lead to that happiness. We face an obstacle and despite odds can overcome it.

But we're dealing with some thoroughly miserable, sociopathic individuals IMO, who can't feel good until they know someone else hurts. They need targets, scapegoats -- and here we are overcoming centuries of stigma. They see our gains as their losses, when in reality we can all do better.

The more I think about it, this is the only explanation that makes sense for the irrational fear and hate toward trans people.

My partner has to take Xanax before anything involving a needle, and also lie down instead of sitting. Otherwise they pass out. Don't expect to go your entire life without getting poked. It's going to happen, so you should find some way of managing that (not easy, I know :/)

Also remember the nearest comparison to building a website, was a book, magazine, or newspaper. So just plop those text and images down as if it was a book, only ever intended to be viewed at one fixed resolution (say, 800x600). No smartphones yet. No apps to inspire us. No web 2.0. No emphasis on minimalism or dynamic content.

Unexpected and unpleasant things should happen with different browsers, window sizes, etc.

That site would have been considered remarkably beautiful and aesthetically pleasing. As such it's not quite realistic.

Much too legible. I recommend less contrast for the text.

I don't see you playing with alignment? I would like more centered text personally. And long lines of text without breaks.

Why not throw in some "lorem ipsum" placeholders.

Are you using a WYSIWYG editor?

Where are your dancing hampsters?

Also is this before or after it became trendy to copy/paste all sorts of scripts into the html? Remember scrolling text on the status bar, how about those ascii things that follow your mouse around?

I'd keep an eye on your page's size, remember we would be loading this on 56k dialup modems... if we were lucky!

Amazon always hiring. McDonald's always hiring. Hell just about every service industry employer is hiring here.

My advice: make sure he has other interests and socializes.

I was obsessed with coding from age 7, and now wish I had spent that time otherwise, more being a "normal" kid and less time sitting alone giving orders to a damned computer. Once I reached my mid-twenties the joy died in the realities of the job market, and now I can't even think about that crap anymore.

You know what I enjoy now? Playing a guitar. Didn't start until age 30, and it was like a revelation.

Sorry I didn't answer your question. I still think any parent who wants to "get their child started" on something early should heed my advice and experience. I am for real a walking, talking (sometimes) warning.

What's the point?

I make more than most of my acquaintances in the city (my friends are poor), yet it's not enough to rent a house much less buy one. It's not enough to save for retirement. It's not even enough to move to a better apartment. The only reason I can think of owning a house is my inheritance - period.

My company touts their generous benefits which start on day one. But I'm about to lose access to my therapist because they want to push virtual and self-help resources instead. They publish pamphlets that exaggerate medical benefits, when you go to use them the insurance company says "Nah lol."

We have no union and in fact the state disincentivized formation of unions with "right to work" laws.

Work leaves me feeling exhausted and hopeless. My paycheck covers the bills, buys food, and keeps a derelict roof over my head. Apparently that makes me "lucky" and I should be grateful for it.

No problem! I feel like I needed to cite everything for anybody thinking "oh, yeah right" lol. But if anyone asks, I can probably dig those up.