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Herps herps herps!!

Yeah, he’s a silkback. Less of a “morph” and more of a genetic nightmare. Definitely would never recommend to anyone who doesn’t have a ton of time & money to spend caring for them, + extensive experience with bearded dragon care. A leatherback is the best option of you’re looking for a bit of a smoother dragon!

Revy is adorable!! What breed & morph is she?

You’re correct! But he has a genetic defect, so he looks pretty different from a standard healthy dragon.

He’s a bearded dragon with a genetic defect that caused him to be born without proper scales or spikes.

Because of that, he’s a “special needs” animal, so he needs lots of extra care to keep him healthy.

I’d definitely recommend (fully scaled) bearded dragons as pets! Mine is an excellent cuddle-buddy and constantly makes me smile with his dumb goofy antics and curiosity.

I think I’d buy some bugs for my lizard. Maybe some hornworms? They’re very good for hydration and basically every reptile that eats bugs goes absolutely crazy for them!

If my buddy is happy, then I’m happy, too.

Here’s a picture of my ugly boy, Pączki.

“Girls desire a knight in shining armor to come sweep them off their feet!” — my pastor

For the longest time, I struggled because I was told all my life what a “woman’s purpose” was, and my desires never lined up with that. Felt like a freak because I never desired romance, sex, or partnership with a man (or anyone else, for that matter). If that was my purpose, was I supposed to will myself to want that for myself? Was I doomed to be alone forever? Was I wrong to want to pursue adventure and things that I wanted?

If my desire ≠ God’s desire (which was apparently union with a man at some point in the future), then my desires were… wrong. Maybe/probably even evil.

So I fucked up my life trying to follow that and fit into that mold. I did things I never wanted to do because it was the “right thing” to do in the eyes of God.

After I escaped, I never really recovered. But… I discovered a lot about myself.

I did bearded dragon rescues & fostering, I got into cosplay, learned how to sew stuffed animals, got some mental health care, rekindled my love for nature… all by myself. I learned to love me and not base my worth on what other folks believe I should do or how I should behave. I don’t have a partner who gets to dictate my personality. I got to grow on my own.

I’m still coming to terms with… a lot of things about myself, but now I’m able to grow freely instead of being confined to such a small pot.

Don’t let people define who or what you are, or what your purpose is in life. Only you get to do that. It’s both terrifying and freeing, but you can do this.

“I never said that!”

Yeah so? Sometimes parents don’t have the support they need and want that validation to motivate them. They’re exhausted & worn out. Being a parent really wears at you sometimes.

Their crime is needing a little validation? I’ve seen worse things on the internet.

Someone was telling a story in a parenting community about their kid and how they felt accomplished over something that had happened that day.

Someone else commented that the guy should stop posting because “no one cares about your main character syndrome”.

Put foam mats or foam sheets across your wall when you sleep!

Holy shit yes. So much.

They may also find beauty is much different things that NT folks, too.

Anything I should be aware of if I decide I’d like to give it a watch?

You adapt to us now. 😏

If it brings you joy, it’s definitely not stupid.

I look back and regret not embracing things I had interest in.

I was made fun of for my Pokémon cards so I threw them away. I was told that my drawings are weird so I stopped. After being constantly told that video games were “a stupid waste of time” and that I “should be doing something productive”, I boxed them up and gave them away.

Now Pokémon cards are cool and there are worldwide tournaments. I look wistfully at talented artists & animators and wish I hadn’t given up. Video games can now be considered “art” and are openly enjoyed by so many.

I’m too old to let others dictate what I should & shouldn’t like. I wear fun clothes, collect stuffed animals, nerd out over Zelda lore, paint miniatures for DnD games. Why? Because I enjoy it and I deserve to be happy in what I like.

I hope that you will one day feel that you are able to enjoy things openly, too.

Chin up. Enjoy your happiness.

“You’re an adult. You get to enjoy whatever you like.”

Stuffed animals? Legos? Video games? Cartoons? I’ve been made fun of all my life for liking “stupid stuff” or “kid stuff” (even as a kid).

I pay my taxes. I’ve lived life long enough to know that I deserve to be happy. What kind of miserable shit-head would make fun of me enjoying something? Someone whose opinion has no value to me, that’s who.

Not at all.

If someone asks another person close to OP about their “medical issue” and the other person is clueless, there’s a way out.

Say they’re confronted by an old coworker later down the line who says “I talked to your sister/mother/SO/best friend/whatever and they said that you don’t have any medical issues!”

Then OP simply acts upset and says “you told × about my private medical issue???” and act distressed over it.

However, I doubt these coworkers care about follow-up. So this situation is very unlikely to occur.

Private medical issue = private. Even people close may not know. It’s a good alibi.

Put on a painfully sad face and say that you/someone in your family has medical issues and that you don’t want to speak more about it.

Do note that St. John’s Wort can mess with other medications you may take and can make them downright ineffective. A big one that comes to mind is birth control, but there are many others.

Always check with a medical professional and/or look up more information about supplement interactions before adding them into your regimen!

Suspicious that this is a trick, but I can’t say I’m not intrigued.

New ice cream topping idea!