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My son (14m) likes to see his friends for sleepovers. Most of the time they come and stay at our place, as we have the most room.
What’s really starting to bother me is the boys’ lack of respect when it comes to modesty. Last night my son had three friends stay over, and around 11pm one of them came downstairs to ask me for a drink of water. All he was wearing was his boxers shorts.
Whilst I obviously have him the water, I also perhaps went a step too far and asked him to cover up and put his T-shirt back on. I don’t think it’s appropriate for boys to be walking around in their underwear, especially given I have daughters too. He looked quite taken aback and, having thought about it over night, I now feel quite bad. AITA?
I (16F) wear flannel shirts over t-shirts and jeans all the time. It’s basically all I wear. My dad also always dresses like that. I’m not trying to copy him, it’s just a coincidence that I also like to dress like this. I also look very similar to my dad. My twin sister looks much more like my mom. She also dresses in a more feminine way. My parents are divorced and they hate each other. My mom says that I remind her too much of him and it annoys her. She also thinks I’m not feminine enough. She wants me to dress more like my sister.
When I woke up a few days ago, my entire dresser was gone except for some underwear. Like she just picked up the whole dresser and took it to her room. I asked my sister about it first and she just said to ask mom. I asked my mom and she just said to borrow my sister’s clothes. My sister only wears dresses and other girly clothes, which I hate. I just stayed in my pajamas all day. When she got home from work, she yelled at me for being a slob. I said that I would wear these pajamas until she gave my clothes back. (If you want to know why I didn’t just get the clothes, I’m not allowed in my mom’s room and it’s locked all the time). That was on Tuesday (today is Friday) and she gave me my clothes back today. From Tuesday until Thursday, I just showered then put those same clothes back on. My mom says I’m a stubborn brat and I’m purposely trying to annoy her by dressing like my dad. AITA?
Edit: She apologized and we’re cool now. Please stop telling me to call CPS.
This is a very silly, minor petty revenge story but I'm still laughing at my genius.
Anyway, I (F mid 20s) usually wear oversize shirts and shorts for my pajamas. And I tend to rotate every week or two. I mean, I'm just sleeping in these clothes, and I shower at night so I'm not getting them excessively dirty (other than dog hair from nighttime cuddles, but if there's a lot I'll use a lint roller).
My boyfriend (mid 20s) mentioned the other night, and he has a valid point, that since I work from home but he works at the office he only sees me in my day clothes for a few hours before I don the same night clothes I've worn for at least a week. He tossed one of his tshirts at me and told me to wear that, jokingly reminding me he had plenty of shirts if I was running out and that's why I couldn't change outfits more often.
So for the past week I've solely been seeking out his tshirts to wear as a pajama shirt instead of my own. I don't think he recalls the original "argument" because each night he asks me why I'm wearing his shirt. I'm just waiting it out a bit before I remind him that this is what he asked for!
Edit: Guys, really, this is not about me being smelly. My boyfriend and I are very open with each other. We talked about this before and after I told him what y'all thought. It's literally just because he thinks it's odd to see me in the same outfit every day, not because I must smell like a dead skunk. If anything, we both reek of ferret anyway 💁🏼♀️
Pajama party discussion thread, get your pajamas on and talk about the stonk! Have a good time and a great night everyone!
Between my depression, laziness, Covid, and apathy, I have been spending every day in pajamas, almost never leaving my apartment, and when I do go out I stay in pajamas. Today I finally went out of the house in something other than pajamas.
I’m trying to decide if this is an adhd thing or if I am just weird.
I have a hard time sleeping regularly, which is an adhd thing for sure. But. One of the things that contributes is pajamas. Yes, pajamas. I have to be wearing the exact right level and type of pajama. A little too hot and I’ll toss and turn for forever. If I choose not to wear pajamas (even a top) I just will not sleep, point blank.
It’s happened to me multiple times where I’m not falling asleep and not falling asleep and then finally I get up and fix whatever was wrong with my pajamas. And I’ll be asleep within minutes. Sometimes I will fall asleep but I’ll wake up over and over again until I fix it.
Is this an adhd thing? Does anyone else experience this level of complete weirdness? I have no idea but it drives me insane.
A memory of the fundamentalist camp I went to as a teenager came to mind recently and I had to share yet another example of toxic purity culture.
I wasn’t raised in any sort of fundie church, but my mom sent me to an extremely conservative church camp every year from the ages of 12-17. Probably because she was scared I would meet some heathen boy and have unholy premartial sex if I didn’t go. Joke’s on her though: I lost my virginity in a very sin-filled way to someone I met there.
I agreed to go because I had friends who I only saw once a year at camp, but I didn’t subscribe to their version of Christianity whatsoever. While there was definitely a fair amount of noxious-but-by-comparison-mild messages around modesty (e.g., wearing a strapless wedding dress was a one-way ticket to hell), other beliefs were far more dangerous. Like telling us that we needed to sexually submit to our husbands even if we didn’t want to be physically intimate. Or that not wanting to have sex with our husbands when they did was sinful and indicative of Satan’s hold on us.
Really crazy shit.
Perhaps the most disturbing of these purity lessons—and one that’s been on my mind a lot this week—was when a group of women in their 40s gathered the female campers into a room and shared that they had found a picture of a group of us, myself included, at a sleepover in our pajamas. They then proceeded to admonish us for posting that because their husbands saw it and said that they felt tempted by the thought of young girls in bed. “I don’t want to be worried about my husband being friends with you on Facebook!” We were THIRTEEN.
At the time, I felt guilty for being so reckless and selfish. How dare I forgot to consider their feelings or their journey to a pure heart and mind? But as an adult, especially now that I’ve left that part of my life behind, I can’t shake my disgust.
For those of you who had similar experiences growing up, when did your perception of purity change? What triggered the shift?
I'm not going to narrow it down either. Men and women both do it.
You're a fucking adult. There is nothing cute, quirky or edgy about leaving the house and doing you're grocery shopping, or the like in your victorias secret "pink" sweat pants or your gross sweats or sweat pants shorts.
Like just put some actual clothes on. Not a suit and tie, but if you're doing anything more than hopping out your car at a gas station to fill up the tank and get some smokes just throw some jeans on or something, literally anything.
If you're an "adult" or identify as one fucking act like it and dress like it. Stop wearing your shitty pajama attire out. Especially when you think you're being original or different. There is nothing cute about it. It's gross. You look like a child.
Edit: I know this is unpopular by the amount of explanations people keep providing lol. Keep doing your thing. No worries. In my time traveling the world when people leave the house America has yet to be the only place where people leave and are ok with looking like complete slobs. That's cool. I ain't trying to pull a John Hamm and have my dick print all up in the grocery store. When I'm jogging I'm cool with it.
Edit #2 all I'm implying is there's nothing wrong with caring a little tiny bit more about your appearance. Yikes
Edit: I just like winding you guys up