I don’t know that I can agree that the entire field of talk therapy is the sole domain of the rich. I’ve engaged in one-on-one talk therapy, and that was while entirely jobless and without income of any kind. Got it totally free. It took some jumping through hoops, yeah. And it was as an adjunct to other treatment modalities rather than the primary; but that’s actually a good thing, not a bad one since one-on-one is way less effective than other modalities for most people in most situations.

What is absolutely true is that acces without either very high income, or unusually great insurance (here in the US at least) is much harder, and often with long waiting times, as well as being very difficult to schedule. In my area, you can expect to be limited to monthly sessions outside of crisis, and if you have to cancel, it will not be a quick new date. But, again, one-on-one talk therapy isn’t a first line of treatment.

There was most definitely a hard class barrier originally, and it’s entirely possible it could get that bad again.

I mean, that’s at least partly true lol.

That’s why I said head canon.

Head canon is where you make shit up for internal entertainment. This being on lemmy, I kinda assumed that even in a science meme community, head canon would be understood. Sorry about that ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I’m dubious if pansexual being invented by people that didn’t understand that though. The word pansexual is usually acknowledged as being derived from pansexualism, which was coined whole by or about Freud (supposedly, I wasn’t alive then to know) to mean that sex and sexuality are a primary motivation in all human existence.

The later term came around back in the seventies, and was being used to mean having no limits on sexuality. I’ve run across people saying they used it as far back as the sixties in that context, but they were dirty hippie potheads, sooo…

In any case, it was in use during at least the late seventies, as it showed up in print in some of the books of the era that were part of the sexual revolution. And it didn’t “just” mean trans inclusive, nor was it used as a direct synonym for bisexual. It very much included things like what gets called polyamory now, group activity, etc. The core usage was that the person calling themselves pansexual was not limiting themselves to the standard paradigm, which is a different thing from being attracted to and/or having hetero and/or homo sexual activity.

I’m not sure exactly when the term got shifted to the increasingly common usage of “trans inclusive sexual orientation”, though I remember running into it as far back as either the late nineties or early oughts.

So, I’m fairly confident that the people back in the sixties or seventies that originated it as something close to an orientation knew that bisexuality existed, and saw pansexual as being something that went beyond it in some way. I’ve definitely never run across any definitive “first use” where the term was defined in print. Not saying it wasn’t, just that none of my reading of the matter back in the day uncovered it, and human sexuality was very present in my mom’s collection of books. Our town library even included books on the subject, though less than what my mom had, and way less than I had access to later on.

With that in mind, if you have run across something definitive regarding the origin of the term either in the seventies sense, or its adoption as trans inclusive, I would absolutely love it if you could guide me to it. Not being snarky, not being contrarian, I’d genuinely enjoy learning more about it because it’s a subject that’s fascinated me since I was old enough to think about sex at all.

Let’s be fair though. There wasn’t a body of data to work from, the science side of it was essentially in its infancy, and you do have to start somewhere.

For all the flaws in his conclusions, he did do a marvelous thing in the awareness of mental health being addressable in a more gentle way

I tend to head canon it as binarysexual and pansexual, just as a way to keep them straight (heh) when running through things in thought

Wait, wait, wait, pansexual is when you have a love for wide screen photography, right?

I dunno, seven samurai is the kurosawa film for me. But the magnificent seven stands on its own as a classic of the same caliber.

I’ve seen both dozens of times (more for SS tbh), and I don’t know that I can point to one or the other as better, not in totality.

I’ve done that :)

Sometimes I get lucky and a given gathering is up for the really gnarly (but still entertaining rather than maudlin) stories, and I end up going on for quite a while lol.

I used to be banned from dinner tables because of that lol.

Nope, and if you ask again, I’m turning this time stream around

Aight, as someone that used to wash dirty bodies for a living, and insists on a level of cleanliness because of that, you’re way overestimating the funk most people have in the short term.

The typical person that’s bathing regularly (not even daily) and is changing clothing daily just isn’t going to smell that bad.

Hell, if a person is actively sweating, they’ll smell better because sweat will flush away the stuff that makes funky smell or taste, so all you get is saltiness.

For real, even in nursing homes with urinary incontinent patients, they didn’t stink just by virtue of being in a wet diaper for a while. A washcloth (or the equivalent) and a light scrub would remove any aroma. For an ambulatory adult using basic methods to clear residual urine, you might get the lightest hint at the end of a long day.

Mostly, genitals just smell genital-y. A little light musk, some hints of sebum scent, and maybe the generic scent of skin. It’s far from unpleasant, even when strong enough to detect while helping someone change clothes.

Now, I never went down on, or fucked a patient. Wouldn’t have been interested in crossing that line even if they were otherwise compatible.

But I have gotten freaky with people after their work, after workouts, etc. The truth is that if they stink it points to something being out of whack. It’s not the default at all. A person’s diet and intake of things has way more influence on their taste and similar to their scent than just being out and about randomly.

For real, while I do prefer such intimacy fresh out of a shower because of my history dealing with people that did have something out of whack, it’s not some kind of horrible experience otherwise. Like, it’s less unpleasant than kissing after eating roasted garlic (which isn’t really unpleasant tbh, just intense).

And it’s not like a full bath is going to be significantly better at knocking down UTI risks than a wipe it washcloth and a light attention.

Seriously, where did you get the idea that crotches stink that bad just walking around?

I mean, if you can’t have the vent go outside, it’s better than nothing, but it won’t pull a majority out of the vented air without passing over the ice pack multiple times.

Only people I’ve ever known to try them thought they weren’t worth a dime

Overall, bg3. Looking back all the way to pong, I haven’t had as much fun for as long as with bg3.

Not that I want to play it every single time I put in game time. I do like variety too. But in terms of sheer joy of play, bg3 just hits the right points.

I can maybe see a future game topping it, though I suspect that would be a rarity what with the things in games that really hit for me being hard to find in one game. Even bg3 doesn’t hit every single thing that I love in games, it just hits the most important ones. It’s not perfect, but I’ve never required that in a game.

It’s total ass

Ain’t nobody got time for that

It’s the llamas and lamas

Shit, I think I was the weird kid

Yeah, but why does it feel so good when I stick my dick in it?

A twelve inch sub, two bags of chips, a bottle of soda for each, and some Reese’s cups.

I did the entire load except the Reeses.

This was back when FUBU was still a viable company. I could fit a full sized handgun in each pocket, so two drink bottles in one and a sandwich in the other were easy. Chips in the back pockets. With pants that loose, and a baggy shirt over the top, it wasn’t even visible lol. Good belt helped though.

With a good coat in winter, I could smuggle anything I damn well wanted almost anywhere. Hell, anywhere at all that didn’t search people, no almost.

Edit: me and my homie went together, it wasn’t all for me

Ima have to just wait until a neighbor gets a machine and rob them the way memory prices are fucking things