u/AggravatingBox2421

My son is 19 months old, and his favourite colour is pink. He will actively seek out pink things (picking a pink instrument in music classes, choosing a pink cup at a restaurant, etc.), and he steals his sister’s clothes and her pink tricycle rather than his yellow one. I told my dad, and he thinks he’s too young to have a favourite. Personally, I think my dad is just upset that a boy likes pink. When did you notice your children favouring a certain colour?

I’m aroace, have been forever, came out at aged 15. I’m fully dedicated to it, but I’m also a hopeless fucking romantic. I’m just… full of yearning? Yearning for a type of love I’ll never have?

It’s so hard to have these feelings but nowhere to put them. I have fantastic family and platonic relationships, including 2 asexual best friends, but I still feel the longing so deeply

Pleeeeease guys, how do you do it?? How do you redirect your emotions??

So about 8 weeks ago I was ran over by a car. Me and my daughter were going to the doctors office, so I was bent over putting her in her pram, and a car behind us rammed straight into me. I pushed my daughter’s pram away and she got away with just a bruise and some scrapes, but I went under the car, which dislocated my hip and broke several parts of my pelvis

I really thought I was okay with the whole thing. I’ve told plenty of people what happened, and I’ve even watched a tape of the incident. Lately, however, I’ve been going outside again and taking my kids to their activities (like music class and lunches and stuff), and I’m fucking terrified of being around cars. The car who hit us did it head on (didn’t reverse, just went from completely stopped to flooring it into us), so I can’t even cross roads at safe crossings without being scared that a car will suddenly hit me. I’m just pissed off because I was doing so well, and now I feel like I can’t even leave my house and live my life anymore

I don’t know if that makes sense, but I’ll try to explain. 8 weeks ago, me and my daughter were hit by a car while I was putting her in her pram to go to the doctors. The car was completely stopped, watching us for a few seconds, and suddenly the driver launched towards and hit us. My daughter was pushed away from the car by me, but I was sucked under it and spent about 15 seconds unable to breathe until the car reversed off of me. I dislocated my hip, broke my acetabulum, broke my pubic bone and my sacrum, and spent 10 days in hospital waiting for surgery to correct it. At the time I was just terrified for my daughter, and after she got out with just a bruise and some scratches, I felt fine about the whole thing and I didn’t think that much about myself.

Now, however, I’m starting to think that the event was more traumatic than I let myself realise. I can talk about it, and I have done so a lot (small town, lots of people to explain myself to), but I’m realising that I’m genuinely afraid of being around cars now as a pedestrian. Even at safe crossings, I’m terrified that a car is going to suddenly launch forward and run me over again, or that this time me or my twins might not get out of it with just a few bumps and scrapes. I had a terrible childhood (grew up as an undiagnosed autistic girl with no friends), and I’ve never EVER considered myself to be traumatised, but this accident just won’t leave my brain now whenever I’m around cars

Is this what trauma feels like? Should I be seeing someone about this?? I don’t know what to do

Me and my friends are “shippers”, which means we enjoy being interested in fictional relationships. I always say that there is no fictional couple out there, canon (real) or otherwise, that doesn’t have a Hozier song tailored to them specifically. His depth of emotion across his discography is just too full and too broad. Anyone care to challenge me?