Every single Am I the Asshole? story reads to me like fanfiction. Like, I totally believe someone would behave this way, I just never believe the person posting has behaved that way.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
Every single Am I the Asshole? story reads to me like fanfiction. Like, I totally believe someone would behave this way, I just never believe the person posting has behaved that way.