Whats the difference between embracing your vulnerability and being a total wimp?
Those two things are completely unrelated. I think maybe you’re categorically misunderstanding what it means to embrace your vulnerability. (Embracing does not mean expressing, and vulnerability does not mean weakness.)
What do you think of the group harm theory of prostitution? That prostitution can never be ok because it subjugates women as a group?
Prostitution doesn’t subjugate women. Prostitution can certainly be a result of subjugation, but in a patriarchal society, the actual source of that subjugation is inevitably something more insidious such as oppression, poverty, abuse, addiction, or in more extreme cases, outright sexual slavery.
What do you do when, after you fuck your best friend, you notice it seems like they’re pushing you away?
If your best friend is pushing you away, step back quickly, wait for them to lose their balance and fall over, then help pick them up. (If they don’t fall over when you step back, too bad. That’s what you get for fucking your best friend. Go find a new one.)
I need a reason to get out of the house every day. Should I get a lame job?
If you don’t need the money, skip the lame job and volunteer instead.
Why does it bother me so much that I never confronted my shitty ex about the way he treated me?
Because you still give a shit about what he thinks of you.
He’s hot, but he’s a cop. Should I go on a date with him? Should I fuck him? It’s silly, but I’m honestly torn.
Don’t fuck the police. Fuck the police.
Why is sex always something a man has to win from me? Why is it wrong when I give it because I want to?
It isn’t, and it isn’t.
Life just seems meaningless. I am not deriving joy from the things I used to. Doing nothing at all seems better than anything.
Life is meaningless. Now quit whining and go try something new.
I worry that I will never feel I’ve lived enough.
You never will. (One life ain’t enough, but it’s all you get. Sorry.)