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Cake day: July 1st, 2023

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  • 2nd paragraph:

    The issue … is the interpretation of a restriction on the “no tax on tips” deduction passed as part of the “One Big Beautiful Bill” Act that says that tips earned for prostitution or “pornographic activity” are not eligible.

    The 3rd paragraph goes on to explain:

    The legislation didn’t offer much additional guidance, and the IRS has yet to issue any statements clarifying what exactly constitutes “pornographic activity,” leaving the taxing agency in a similar boat as Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart when he endeavored to define “obscenity” in the 1964 case of Jacobellis v. Ohio: “I know it when I see it.”






  • Go on dates. Get to know her. Talk to each other daily. Be patient and respectful. Admit your mistakes and work to correct them. Learn from them. Include her in your decision making. Find things that you two can do together as a couple (preferably that you both enjoy). Find things that you two can do separately of each other (take time for yourselves). Relax. Breath. Hold hands (when appropriate). Compliment each other daily. And do it all because you want to, not because you have to.


  • I had an argument earlier with my son (it was about raking leaves, so nothing genuinely bad), and a few minutes ago my son blew up at his brother and got upset all over again when I confronted him. So we went to his room to talk, and I asked him what was upsetting him so much. He told me he thought I hated him because I was yelling at him earlier.

    Long story short, I told him I wasn’t yelling at him per se; I had to yell because I wanted to be heard over the loud leaf blower. Also, I made sure to reinforce with him that there is nothing he could say, do, or become that would ever make me hate him.

    So, while I get how it can be confusing to know that your dad is homophobic, I can also understand why he said what he said; because Im a dad, and (homophobia aside) I feel the exact same way. I put my kids far above my own beliefs, because I fucking love them.

    If/when you ever decide to have children, I have no doubt that it’ll make perfect sense to you too. It’s a parent thing. 😊

    ~Also, kudos to your dad for taking this approach and not copping out and disowning you. That’s huge.~







  • Counseling is the way to go. It’s going to take a lot of time, a lot of opening up, and being honest with your counselor and yourself. Don’t expect to see results immediately. You will get frustrated with the process. But you have to keep going.

    Also, don’t be afraid to find a new counselor if your current one isn’t working for you. And only you will know what that means. But when you find the right one, it will make a huge difference for you.

    At the same time, you may need to give your therapist multiple chances. What I mean by that is that you will not always see eye to eye with them. And that’s okay; especially if they’re challenging you to move past something big. But if you constantly feel something is off, then trust your gut. This is about what’s best for you.

    I genuinely wish you the very best of luck.




  • Hm. This is a great question.

    I have always been a chatty guy, despite it sometimes causing me grief of one kind or another. While I don’t specifically have memories of conversations with my folks (when I was young), I no doubt had them.

    That said, I’ve also always been a widely misunderstood person (at least to my mind); I never seemed to conform to people’s expectations (even today to a degree). I have developed severe trust issues because of this, especially among my family bloodline; as such, I have cut off all communication with everyone on my side of the family* — even if they never actually hurt me (sorry Egg!!).

    * By this, I mean I do not talk to anyone older than me in my family (I am the youngest); I do however go to great lengths to talk to my children every day; even if it’s about nothing in particular. I also do not shy away from sharing stories of my childhood, or how they’ve affected me, as I firmly believe that they deserve the truth, and also should learn from my (and my family’s) mistakes. Suffice it to say, I do believe that my children are doing much better in life than I ever did when I was their age, so maybe it’s working.🤞