Haul my demented ass into the Alaskan wilderness for one last walk in the woods. If I come back, I'm not too demented; if I don't, good for the local wildlife.
I mean - the blackpilled monk types will either not pay for their care or suck-start shotguns, depending.
The exercise in futility is the point. The pointlessness is itself the point. You are building character through an exercise in futility.
Start working in healthcare, or volunteering there. Ideally, it'd be a clinic or something in a rough part of town. That will give you a much better idea of the long-term health consequences of varying degrees of fatness.
Are you an insanely charismatic man in excellent shape, who's impeccably dressed and whose every word and gesture are a near world-class work of performance art? No? Plenty of people have happy relationships - or non-catastrophic relationships - with women with BMIs of 30, 40, 50, even 60.
Disgust is MUCH more malleable than most people think. Work in healthcare or something like that for a year or two. Your disgust response will calibrate itself better. You'll still dislike gross things - but they'll become dangerous to you, not gross - more like vats of acid than human shit.
I did in fact consider and reject Hok skis. They didn't fit ski crampons and seem like they'd do poorly on the flat.
Eh. I openly said I liked abrasive blunt (autistic-coded) women who were caring. I got perplexed reactions for liking unruly hair and unshaven legs, but not much else.
To bite a bullet: lack of exposure to non-negotiable danger with permanent consequences.
British aristocrats were fond of mountaineering and yachting, and perhaps these taught young men and women about risk and danger. Mountains don't care; nor does the sea.
Eh - maybe in like New York City, where hunting as a pursuit is very uncommon (what are you doing in NYC if you love hunting?!) but in a suburb that isn't super blue, it's just something someone has, either for protection from human predators or for hunting.
Of course, you still have individual sports. Our heroes and heroines can choose to try to git gud at swimming or running, with no other competitor than the clock. If they're successful, they make the team; the criteria are usually "who was fastest at the last race" with little room for subjectivity. Is it hard to become a decent runner starting from being mostly sedentary at 14? Yes, but I've seen it done plenty of times.
You also lose the cognitive ability to enact a successful plan for ending your own life. This is an incredibly frustrating paradox.
Also - I am with you. I do not want to be around with dementia. Please. Use morphine to "manage" things, or some other kind of sedative, and make me comfort care only. Let an infection take me out and cremate me. Scatter my ashes in the woods...I always loved nature.
They could have been a decent release valve for the biggest autist or something in the village...the 1/1000 village autist who might have a bad temper or something.
There are also a BUNCH of people who have mild EDS and are lucky/managing it well and are therefore more or less asymptomatic. The person I knew who painlessly dislocated her own elbows every time she made her bed thought she was normal and didn't have any pain or symptoms. Unfortunately she got got by an autoimmune disease but mostly recovered. Same with the flexible guy I knew that fell off his bike and went to the doctor, where he learned he had mild EDS.
Devil's advocate that these people are all doing yoga or something and so becoming very flexible. On the other hand, how's that making their skin stretchy?
I mean - Ehlers-Danlos syndrome comes with a number of hard to fake symptoms such as unusually stretchy skin. Someone who was mentally ill or something might manage to systematically injure joints and make them unstable. You have autoimmune disorders, EDS, depression, autism, ADHD, anxiety, gender fluidity/queerness, and possibly high IQ/intelligence linked together.
For what it's worth, I am backing the RCCX-theory horse here.
In some places: the attendings are better dressed than the residents, who are in turn better dressed than the medical students. Full suits, for example, are for attendings and maybe chief residents; it would be unusual for a resident to wear one.
In others, the medical students are better dressed than the residents, and the attendings can sometimes be confused for the janitors. These shabbily-dressed doctors are often the most clinically knowledgeable.
Thing is - that brutalist/modernist architecture was 1) legible and 2) inexpensive. There is a place and time for ugly concrete block buildings and it is probably good to be able to build buildings that are machines for living, aesthetics be damned.
I mean - people are building things like timber frame houses for a hell of a lot less than $3 million each.
Pretty much, or is it going to fuck up my judgement and lead me to consider drastic Hock like shit in the future. Assuming I'm around to consider drastic Hock like shit.
For what it is worth, I think that by far the most likely explanation is that our abusive shithead is essentially functioning as a con man and being extremely dishonest about what his intentions are. Our spergy hero is mostly what-you-see-is-what-you-get; however, he is dogshit at marketing himself.
Dating will get easier when you're either a student in a promising profession
I disagree, based on what I've seen happen with my classmates at a US medical school. And the residents. It only changes once you are an attending.
What career should I pursue? I seem to lack the discipline or whatever for university or other such independant tasks.
Something where there is a shortage. Also, if you're autistic, get yourself tested for ADHD - a lot of us have the combo meal and medication can be very helpful.
Assuming that I survive the Hock, how do you think the experience will change me as a person? Do you think it would make my judgment worse, or make me more likely to try crazy shit like this again?
Yeah. I doubt that Mottizens are looking to unload one- or two- person mountaineering grade tents...but I might be wrong.
As far as avalanches: there are relatively broad valleys as much as a mile or two wide with meandering rivers there. The mountains are a couple of thousand feet above the valley. I am no avalanche expert, but I am not sure that I'd be likely to trigger an avalanche over half a mile away that can endanger me...while traveling on flat ground. Of course, there are also narrow valleys as well. Ridge travel is a possibility, too - but I really need to seek out some local advice, which I'll be doing by writing to people living in the village of Anaktuvuk Pass. They've got to be riding around on snowmobiles and have some level of local knowledge and metis about travel in avalanche terrain...
Wind slabs are a concern, especially with the sugar snow/depth hoar I might encounter, but melt events seem very unlikely when temperatures haven't been higher than 10 above for months.
Please don't insult my intelligence by backtracking and claiming that "ambulances" can refer to something other than domestic violence. You said 'the question facing unattractive people who want to date is this: "Where do you want the ambulances?"
The guy with the 450-pound partner and the woman married to Smokestack our engineering hero aren't facing domestic violence in relationships. The ambulances can be and often are domestic violence, but they can come from plenty of other things as well. Like congestive heart failure from supermorbid obesity. Or good old-fashioned lung cancer from a two-pack-a-day cigarette habit and smoking pot like fucking Snoop Dogg.
Consider the sky high - 80 percent, by some metrics - abuse/victimization rate reported by autistic women. This is still well north of half even if you just look at autistic women with normal IQs.
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The man's 57.
I've known people who feel this way and aren't young. especially healthcare workers.
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