Framing something as “In my experience” precludes me attaching any objective truth to what I’m about to say let alone any broad-based assessment of a group of people. Would you have preferred “In my opinion”, you pedantic clown?

I recommend you stop trying to diagnose people on the Internet like a Redditor who just finished a required 101 course.

Don’t tone police me, asshole. I’m not compromising my sincerity nor am I going to blunt my language just so strangers on the Internet feel better about themselves. Don’t like it? Keep fucking scrolling.

No, it isn’t. Using Linux is only as hard as you want it to be. There are plenty of user-friendly choices that purposefully mimic familiar desktop environments and require little to no terminal knowledge for basic use. If you chose something like Gentoo or Arch as your first taste then that’s your fault, not the OS’s.

You’re accusing me of generalizing/demonizing women with BPD in a thread questioning if sex with mentally ill people is “worth it”. Get off your high horse and spare me your armchair psychoanalysis.

This situation lead to me attempting suicide. I failed. Is that also a skill issue?

From personsl experience: it’s not worth it.

Swap pronouns were applicable.

You’ll be so exhausted from her meltdowns, manipulation, and the constant repairs (literal and figurative) from her poor life choices that you won’t have the time or energy for sex. Then she’ll cheat on you with your gross scumbag neighbor who was old enough to be her father because she jumped to the conclusion that you did’t want her anymore and she wanted revenge.

She’ll then proceed to run off with one your friends. But not before explaining how it’s probably just temporary and the relationship will be stronger than ever when she comes back. So stay single. Oh, can you keep her cat for now? He doesn’t have room in his parent’s apartment that she’s moving into the day after fucking him for the first time.

My early 20s were trash. She ended up completing suicide a week before my wedding in 2012. Myself, I was so fucked up by that relationship I now live with chronic anhedonia and alexithymia. It literally broke my brain.

Looks like the He-Man Woman Hater’s Club found Lemmy.