Some dude tried to merc me over my 7 year old android and that wasn't the worst part. The cops who responded literally searched me, made me explain my tattoos to prove they weren't gang related, told me to stop crying, and told me it was my fault I almost got offed for going to subway. I fucking hate America. The only reason I'll be able to sleep is because I have 120 pounds of "fuck you" guarding me. (I love my pitbull son)

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[–] Frank@hexbear.net 31 points 3 weeks ago

cuddle

I'm sorry Comrade. That kind of violence is never anything less than soulshaking terrifying. If you can be gentle with yourself for a few days. Our brains can be kind of weird, sometimes trauma can lie low for a few days then come on suddenly. Might be worth keeping some snacks and comfy stuff on hand, and asking a friend to keep their phone on in case you need to talk to someone.

Give your pitty some scritches for me comrade-doggo