Kind of love the Dionysis call out since he’s kind of the Greek patron god of genderqueer folk due to his complicated history of cross-dressing to fly under the radar of the Gods and his connections to death and rebirth.
Back when I was a toddler and my brother not much older, my parents were visiting relatives across town and so we were home alone for a bit.
I think, I missed my mommy or something. It must have been not enough of an emergency for us to call at our relatives.
Instead, we took the logical not-an-energency step, which is to say many, many steps, because we decided to walk across town to our relatives.
It’s a 20 minute walk with adult feet, so I imagine, it would have taken us at least twice as long.
And so many things could have gone wrong. From us just being barefoot, to someone calling the police, to our parents driving home in the meantime not knowing where we were, to just straight up kidnapping.
But not this time. We just rang at our relatives’ door out of the blue, with our parents still there. 🙃
I don’t personally remember this whole story, obviously, but I can’t imagine how else we could’ve just walked out. I guess, another possibility would be that only our mom was visiting the relatives and our dad was taking a mighty nap.
But well, my brother and I were apparently always well-behaved children. And we could’ve always phoned them, or rang at the door of an older lady living in the same house, or walked two streets over to our grandparents or three streets over to friends of the family.
Evidently, we even knew how to walk to our relatives across town, so I do feel like that would have been enough of a support network and at least my brother old enough, so that one could start trying to leave us home alone. You do have to start at some point…
I envy that relationship. My dad doesn’t even know my religious or political beliefs, let alone sharing a hobby. It’s not like we don’t talk, he just hears what he wants to hear, and he doesn’t want to hear anything where I know more than him (including my hobbies and my field)
I lost my dad in my 30s and I still want to ask him to build stuff with me. My 6 year old would have loved to too, so I’m trying to take better care of myself than my dad did, so we have a lot longer together.
Yeah but its like a cycle thing. Having tense clenched up muscles can make you feel more stressed and when you’re stressed you clench those muscles. So you can manually get a little break. You’ll still go right back to it if the root causes remain though.
Also Magnesium Glycinate supplements basically stop muscle clenching for me especially as a side effect from ADHD meds or other stims.
But also the roof of my mouth is the natural resting place for my tongue keeps me from clenching my jaw so you can’t listen to every silly tip.
People act like this isn’t science, like we don’t give medicine to people for well researched reasons for these exact things, like medicine is something they know more about by lying about it being “magic”
I could find none of it via google except maybe the clenched jaw. The vast majority of which are from sketchy health clinics pushing dumb shit to fleece rich people from their money.
Put your tongue wherever you want, keep your posture moving and in a comfortable position, and if you clench your jaw so hard you grind your teeth, then you have Bruxism, which is something entirely different you slack jawed sheep.
Want better stress relief? Quit doing coke. Quit drinking alcohol. Exercise. Eat better. And most of all, get sleep. If you can’t do any of those on your own, go to a doctor and get help for it.
I’d give anything for more of those moments. My son is 21 now and barely acknowledges me anymore. I hope he comes around and it’s just a phase but I have my doubts. So good call on playing legos. You have a limited number of those as a dad.
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