u/IndependentJob7047

I'm Josh, 22 and lost my arms recently. I've been through a lot of rehabilitation and occupational therapy so I hadn't had a chance to meet or chat to any girls to see what the game is like now. Is there anything I should be aware of, any heads up or things that I might not have considered myself. This process of dating makes me really anxious now especially as a guy, I feel like I should be the strong and chivalrous one.

Basically, what the title says. I had both of my arms amputated a while ago and this afternoon is the first one I've spent at home as an armless dude. I thought I was doing quite well processing my situation whilst I was in hospital, but now that I'm in my room with my things I've kind of losing it again

I would say I'm a cool, caring and thoughtful guy. I'm just interested in how big of a role having no arms plays in dating a guy. Be brutally honest. And why would or wouldn't you choose to date me the way I am? I'm genuinely interested. I know reddit isn't the most ideal place to get an idea of that but it's the closet best thing I've got right now

Basically what the title says. I'm Josh, 22 years old, got no arms, and just learning how to navigate this new life that's absolutely and utterly sucks but hey ho, at least I'm alive...I think. Ask me anything and guarantee I'll answer within 3 mins

My sister is soon having a baby and I'm wondering about what I'm going to be like as a father. Maybe it's too early, I'm only 22, but I'm not comfortable with the idea of needing help, when I should be the one helping my own future child. Will I be able to be the strongest version of the farher I want to be? I hope it's not as scary and as embarrassing it feels in my head rn

Hi yall I'm a new bilateral above elbow amputee due to sepsis. I'm in pain. I'm 22, kind of losing my mind, kind of having no idea what's going on. I have a supporting family and girlfriend but holy shit I can't process what's going on. I've been crying for the past 5 days (I normally never cry) but without necessarily feeling sad?! That doesn't even make sense. Any advice practical or emotional would be appreciated. I guess I just want to hear from people who've undergone amputation, ideally as unlucky as mine have been