Awww, poor baby has had his fee fees hurt.

Caring face not found.

No where. There’s only so many times I can be ignored and be okay with it, or have my hand slapped when I reach out.

Fun Fact: Dolphins fart.

I learned to type on one of these. I still can’t unlearn the habit of having to use actual force to type - my neighbours can hear my typing on my mechanical keyboard. :D

I did unlearn the two spaces after a ‘.’ so that’s a win at least.

Zeeeero!

75%er here. I’m content.

Spoken to someone who might work 60 minutes a week.

He can get fucked by his 60 hour work week. Sideways.

Right up there with the people who ignore me, leave me alone or exclude me when I’m down. I’m depressed because I’m being excluded and feel isolated, jackasses.

“Just show up and do the thing, you’re always welcome!” (Ever tried just showing up when you’ve been removed from being told where the weekly thing even is and no one answers when asked?)

The amount of oblivious hypocrisy I’ve run into while navigating the deep blue is astounding.

I don’t actually want to be nomadic, I’d love nothing more than to have a group of gaming friends that lasts. Inevitably, each time finding a new group gets harder.

I have no support network, No real social group either. I am for all intent and purpose a ghost. My opinions don’t matter, my presence isn’t wanted. No one notices when I leave.

To be a woman online means to feel unwelcome. Leaving a new community is pretty much inevitable unless you are willing to swim in toxicity.

I’ve lost count of how many ‘welcoming’ communities for game/hobby/interest that I have left because of the inevitable creep of (male) toxicity and harassment.

And it sucks to watch so many people not speak up, and to be targeted for further harassment simply because I said rape jokes weren’t funny. (Or tying and drugging up a woman so T could have a girlfriend, if the group I play online games with are stalking my account read this. You guys are part of the problem.)

I just want liked minded people to share my interests and play games with.

I, and other women shouldn’t have to navigate or ignore toxicity to simply exist in public spaces.

[Downvotes prove my statement. I’m not welcome or wanted, I get it. See you after my funeral.]