Since my parents divorce 23 years ago, I've been through emotional HELL. Yet you don't see me demanding a safe space in public, do you? How is it that I am strong enough to not require a "safe space" like those idiots in college do?
If I can do it, with all the hell and emotional torment I've been through, surely these pansies can do it too, right?
I guess not. Since they can't do without their safe spaces, what enabled us two very similar creatures to end up with such wildly different demands (or on my case, lack of demands) on the public regarding safe spaces?
