u/Moonlit_Messages

LORD 🤣🤣🤣 y’all I just got a “warning” from Reddit stating I’m promoting violence because of my comment on the post talking about how us lesbians (cis or not) feel harassed by men in spaces that we are supposed to feel SAFE!

I made a comment mentioning 🥊 men who continue to disrespect women. And I got a damn warning for “violating rules”.

Reddit is fucking whack sometimes. Yes I WILL FIGHT FOR OUR PROTECTION AND SAFETY IN PLACES THAT ARE SPECIFICALLY MENT FOR US!!!

The flare is not it, but I don’t know.

Basically we should NOT be silenced for defending ourselves and our “safe” spaces that are becoming not safe at all.

Rant over.

I need to know if I’m tripping, or if there’s some “message” I need to figure out…

Saturday night, I had a dream that I was sitting on my couch and I saw a foggy gray portal open and suddenly I could feel sound waves rushing through my body. I could hear a low “womp” as it went through me. I distinctly remember thinking to myself “oh shit… we’re switching timelines”. Then suddenly I was waking up on the couch. But I most certainly know I went to bed.

Then Sunday night, I have another extremely vivid dream, but in this one I’m laying in my current bed, but it was inside my childhood bedroom. I could see many individuals walking around my bedroom wearing what looked to be like Hazmat suits. There were monitors beeping and I could smell the forest after a heavy rain but it was thick and humid (I live in the desert of AZ). Then this human-like creature crawled on top of me — this “creature” was lanky with scraggly, chin length, dark thin/patchy hair. But I could literally feel the bed sink around me and the creature kind of bounced the bed around me and said in a creepy raspy voice “we have to ensure she passes the examinations”. Then a hazmat person comes to the left side of me, gently pulls my chin down to open my mouth, and drops two drops of this cold liquid onto my tongue. Then they all walked out of the room and slowly shut the door behind them. Then everything went black for a moment, then I woke up and it was literally 2:22am (now Monday morning).

The thing is, when I woke up, I could still feel the coldness of the liquid on my tongue and faintly smell the damp forest.

I don’t know if I’m just chalking this up and overthinking because of all the 2030 conspiracy theory talk going on. Or if something “other-worldly” happened. I don’t know.

Talk some sense to me in the comments 🤣

So last night I was watching Perfect Match on tv while my wife was in the shower. When she got out, I started telling her about all the drama and who I don’t like and how I think one guys hair blends into his skin tone, just talking shit. And she stopped me mid sentence and said, “I know you’re excited, but I really don’t care.” She doesn’t watch trash tv, it’s not her thing, but I thought she would at least talk trash with me… so I immediately shut down and she says “I’m sorry, was that rude? I didn’t mean to be. I just don’t care about these shows and it’s bad enough I have to lay here and watch it, I don’t want to hear you talking about it too.” So I was honest and told her that it was very rude and really hurt my feelings. She tried saying “I’m sorry, you can tell me, I’m sorry that was rude”. But the damage was done…
Her saying that immediately made me put a wall up and make a mental note to really monitor what conversations I get excited about with her… and we already don’t converse much because she’s not really a talker. Our conversations usually consist of me typing a paragraph and her responding with “that’s crazy” or “right”. It’s like pulling teeth trying to have a two-sided conversation… and it’s not just over texting, it’s like this in person too. And I understand that I do talk a lot more than the average human probably does, which can be a lot… but still.

Which fucking sucks… this is my WIFE!! I should be able to be my authentic self with her and not have to monitor or restrict myself…

I’m just so fucking hurt… to the point where I don’t want to talk to her at all right now…

So obviously the GATE program and Mall World have been flooding social media recently and I’m thinking I was a reject?

I remember being pulled out of class in elementary school (I’m 33 now), driving like 20mins away to go to a different building, and being tested there. They covered the hearing tests, the pink drink, and a variety of other common occurrence. I distinctly remember passing with flying colors (their words precisely).

HOWEVER, those visits only happened maybe 5 times in one year, then never again. But I didn’t watch any tapes, and I don’t recall anything from “mall world”. UNTIL TODAY! Someone had posted an ai picture of this never ending bathroom that was tucked behind an escalator… THAT I remember clear as day.

So was I just not special enough for them? I mean shit, I’m a very spiritual individual, I have “psychic” abilities, I lucid dream basically every night, I’m well versed in artistic abilities, and they STILL didn’t want my ass 🤣🤣🤣 (this part is a joke, I do not envy those who did go through the GATE program)

Hello everyone,

I’ve always dreamed of living in Pennsylvania and I finally have my wife on board! We are looking to move in the next two years after she finishes nursing school.

But, naturally, I have a few questions;

1. Are there any semi-small towns or cities (not major cities) that you would suggest looking for housing that is welcoming to the LGBTQ community?
2. Are there any places that we should definitely avoid as a lesbian couple?
3. Where would we find the best value for housing? (Looking to rent, but open to buying)
4. Are there any areas where the houses have a decent sized secure backyard? (We have 3 large dogs)

Thank you in advance!!!

I need to know if I’m tripping, or if there’s some “message” I need to figure out…

Saturday night, I had a dream that I was sitting on my couch and I saw a foggy gray portal open and suddenly I could feel sound waves rushing through my body. I could hear a low “womp” as it went through me. I distinctly remember thinking to myself “oh shit… we’re switching timelines”. Then suddenly I was waking up on the couch. But I most certainly know I went to bed.

Then Sunday night, I have another extremely vivid dream, but in this one I’m laying in my current bed, but it was inside my childhood bedroom. I could see many individuals walking around my bedroom wearing what looked to be like Hazmat suits. There were monitors beeping and I could smell the forest after a heavy rain but it was thick and humid (I live in the desert of AZ). Then this human-like creature crawled on top of me — this “creature” was lanky with scraggly, chin length, dark thin/patchy hair. But I could literally feel the bed sink around me and the creature kind of bounced the bed around me and said in a creepy raspy voice “we have to ensure she passes the examinations”. Then a hazmat person comes to the left side of me, gently pulls my chin down to open my mouth, and drops two drops of this cold liquid onto my tongue. Then they all walked out of the room and slowly shut the door behind them. Then everything went black for a moment, then I woke up and it was literally 2:22am (now Monday morning).

The thing is, when I woke up, I could still feel the coldness of the liquid on my tongue and faintly smell the damp forest.

I don’t know if I’m just chalking this up and overthinking because of all the 2030 conspiracy theory talk going on. Or if something “other-worldly” happened. I don’t know.

Talk some sense to me in the comments 🤣

I need to know if I’m tripping, or if there’s some “message” I need to figure out…

Saturday night, I had a dream that I was sitting on my couch and I saw a foggy gray portal open and suddenly I could feel sound waves rushing through my body. I could hear a low “womp” as it went through me. I distinctly remember thinking to myself “oh shit… we’re switching timelines”. Then suddenly I was waking up on the couch. But I most certainly know I went to bed.

Then Sunday night, I have another extremely vivid dream, but in this one I’m laying in my current bed, but it was inside my childhood bedroom. I could see many individuals walking around my bedroom wearing what looked to be like Hazmat suits. There were monitors beeping and I could smell the forest after a heavy rain but it was thick and humid (I live in the desert of AZ). Then this human-like creature crawled on top of me — this “creature” was lanky with scraggly, chin length, dark thin/patchy hair. But I could literally feel the bed sink around me and the creature kind of bounced the bed around me and said in a creepy raspy voice “we have to ensure she passes the examinations”. Then a hazmat person comes to the left side of me, gently pulls my chin down to open my mouth, and drops two drops of this cold liquid onto my tongue. Then they all walked out of the room and slowly shut the door behind them. Then everything went black for a moment, then I woke up and it was literally 2:22am (now Monday morning).

The thing is, when I woke up, I could still feel the coldness of the liquid on my tongue and faintly smell the damp forest.

I don’t know if I’m just chalking this up and overthinking because of all the 2030 conspiracy theory talk going on. Or if something “other-worldly” happened. I don’t know.

Talk some sense to me in the comments 🤣

Hey everyone,

My wife and I are having some trouble coming up with a name/term alternative to “mom”.
Neither of us identify as non-binary, but I felt like this community would be of most help!

So my wife and I are discussing our future family plans and she expressed that she doesn’t feel cozy with the term “mom” or any variation of it (momma/mumsy/etc.) but she also doesn’t want “dad” or anything like that.

So, my beautiful people, what would you suggest?

Hey guys,

My wife and I are discussing our future family and my wife expressed that she doesn’t necessarily feel comfortable with being called “mom” or any other variety of “mom”, but she also doesn’t want “dad” or anything like that either. And she doesn’t just want to use her name because that seems extremely impersonal/not as loving to us personally.

Are there any other creative things our future kids could possibly call her?

To preface this — I’m a 33yo femme presenting lesbian who has never even kissed a dude, has been out since I was 13, and is happily married to a woman. I also have AuDHD (autism & ADHD) — and I’m only mentioning this because I’m unsure if this plays a part or not.

So… my sex drive has always been pretty shitty. I never really understood why. I figured stress, medication, the dislike of being touched in general, mundane shit. But recently I had a thought… and to me, it made sense, but I also hate it.

The thought: I don’t have a high sex drive because I think sex should serve a purpose.

Realistically speaking, I know that’s not true. Sex doesn’t solely have the purpose of reproduction. I know this.

Don’t get me wrong, I love having sex with my wife. It’s by far, hands down, the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. BUT I never find myself suddenly “in the mood” and it takes my wife a while to get me amped up enough to actually want to have sex. Not because I don’t enjoy it, but because mentally, I don’t need it or really see the point. Sex is literally the last thing on my mind.

Personally, I would much rather connect with my wife on an intellectual level with stimulating conversation while laying naked together haha.

Anywhooooo, I’m just over here freaking out because I’m at that age where we’ve been discussing having children and we want children. But I also don’t know how I feel about the theory of us not being able to physically and emotionally “connect” and create this little life together. Does that mean I’m thinking of being with a man, absolutely not. But I also want that special “connection”. If that makes sense.

But how can I allow us the opportunity of having that connection when I don’t even want sex.

I probably sound like a really fucked lesbian and I’m kinda terrified of the responses. But I’m also so mentally lost right now…