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How did you manage to make Spotify not a steaming pile of garbage?
How did you manage to make Spotify not a steaming pile of garbage?
Unfortunately, Spotify has it set where there doesn’t appear to be a limitation on how many people can listen at once, whereas Libby still only has so many copies to share.
I have an account for, eventually, marketing. It’s still widely used and so if I want my venture to be successful, I’d be foolish to avoid a place to be found, even if I find the owner to be distasteful at bare minimum.
I’d put the National Electrical Code out there. It doesn’t tell you how to do everything with electricity, like generating it, but it does give a lot of details of how to wire things safely.
But at least he’s gone.
Yeah, that’s one of those things that I know in my head, but can’t really internalize.
Yeah, it felt like more of a betrayal than when exes admitted to cheating on me. I also don’t get why it’s such a big deal. I won’t have any solo time at the festival unfortunately. But I do only work 4 days of the week, so I get a day to have the chance to express myself, thankfully.
I fully planned on ignoring that. I’ve been thinking about therapy, but no one near me accepts my insurance, so that option is out the window.
I’d love to be able to give her the benefit of the doubt like that, but I didn’t just come out, it’s that I’m just now starting to have the tiniest amount of confidence to consider presenting as such.
I’d never felt confident enough to really do anything in the direction of dressing outside my AGAB, but her and I talked the other night and she was encouraging and supportive. She even said I should get some clothes to wear to a music festival we’re going to. I started to look and showed her some things I was thinking, which was nothing crazy, but clearly feminine, and that’s where she said she couldn’t live this way.
I’d love to be able to talk to a therapist, either alone or together, but no one near me takes my insurance.
That’s exactly the issue at hand. Plus all of the stigma and questions from family and friends if the split happens, which I’m by no means capable of dealing with.
Appearance and how I dress is the entirety of it.
In short, figuring out exactly how I’m most comfortable and confident in presenting myself.
She’s actually exclusively attracted to my AGAB, at least in me. So moving away from that is actually the root of the problem.
She’s definitely a lot better than that. In no way is she the type to try to vulture anything away from me. There is very much intent to figure things out, but like I said in my other reply, I just need a minute to get past the hurt of her being supportive then suddenly not.
Yeah, once the initial pain of her being supportive then suddenly not wears off.
That’s definitely what I’ve done, but it recommends country daily despite my immense hatred for it.