A fucking robot just called me and said "Hello." Do y'all with the old get the thing where the shock of cloning a sheep never wore off and suddenly there are robots programmed for full interaction calling you on your phone, which is by the way also a computer that can give you directions? Jesusses Christoses. Hold me.

Omgs, I'm listening to this podcast, and I think I knew one of this person's victims, a woman who didn't like to talk about her childhood because people thought she was lying sometimes. We have that in common, and understood how to talk around our trauma, safely. She was both very open and hiding something awful. I think I know what it was now. 😮

Whelp, I've been downloading podcasts to catch up on things, and already got a data warning. I guess a few episodes of Hood Politics and Behind The Bastards will have to do. Anyone want to throw me a solid and tell me the most interesting stuff from the last couple of weeks? How have the polls been? Going offline to save some data.

#politics

My oldest moved back in this summer, with the roommate who was sheltering her after my breakdown. Naturally, they came in assuming I am the main problem. But now Joe is gone again, the roommate is getting to know me away from his influence and attempts to control the family dynamics even though he struggles with addiction. Now the timid young lady (autistic, trans, traumatized) is more comfortable with me. She makes eye contact and seems relaxed around me and everything :).

Y'all, if I get a misogynistic judge in my custody battle, or someone who also can't tell the difference between someone trying to de-escalate (and should therefore be listened to) and someone who has been "brainwashed by feminists", I might lose. If so, I'm thinking of running away to a commune just as a giant fuck you to him, plus it could be fun, what do you think? Might make some great stories to liven up the nursing home eventually.