Family deaths means this year I am facing my first Christmas alone. Assured friends I won't spend it by myself and I've got social plans. But I don't. I'm going to put up a little tree and some tinsel, have a crate of beer and a curry and watch reruns of Blake's 7. Fucking bliss.

I'm a trans woman who, if anyone ever asks, will give my deadname as a different male name each time. It's been the single fastest way to find people who talk behind my back. If that name leaks I know just who leaked it and just who to instant block forever.

My other half is pushing me to go to the doctors to investigate my insomnia. I don't have insomnia, I just stay up stupidly late because that's the only time where I don't have a man/child/dog/cat/parent/friend bothering me for stuff and I can read/sew/play games in peace.

Every time I use a hire by the hour car, the last thing I do before leaving it is to set the menu options into the most obscure language I can find in the system, a cryptic challenge for the next guy

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Wife caught our teenage son pissing in the sink while he brushed his teeth. I couldn't get too mad at him because I do the same thing.

Neurologist here. Years ago one of our patients had a brief loss of consciousness. When he woke up, I told him it was 3 years later. Our head nurse added "and your wife has left you."

Kind of a boring one but I used to "adopt" abandoned sections of green between roadways, come in, remove invasive plants & then spread seeds for native ones. Illegal sure, but mundane. It was fun though.

I am a 100% atheist but I enjoy going to mass regularly. I don't believe what the priest says about an interventionist God, but I enjoy the calmness and hymns, and very occasionally the priest passes in some wisdom. I find it energising + therapeutic.

Every time I buy a family bag of roasted peanuts, I open it, lick my finger, dab all the delicious flavours out the bottom of the bag until gone and then let the rest of the family eat the nuts without knowing.