They'd deserve whatever, preferably a sound neutering.

To confirm that it could possibly be reattached, standard procedure, no point in trying if the bone is powder or has a huge chunk missing which would cause the legs to be uneven.

No I'm not related to anybody let alone from that area. My opinions are my own.

How about none... Frankly I guess I don't choose to believe any one thing, life is a journey that no one can predict, and afterlife or whatever is another that no one knows for sure (and don't quote any books to me, they were written by humans and translated so many times alphabet soup has more meaning and less double talk) and on another point ANY religion that can condone or protect killing, raping or any other such behaviors has or should have zero relevance in modern times. Besides, the threat of going to 'a bad place' if you don't do everything some windy talk-a-lot says you need to do or say, sounds more like a recipe for a bad case of anxiety over nothing to me cause sooner or later, every human screws up, I have seen a Muslim eat a pork sausage sandwich just after he completed his prayers in a gas station parking lot!

Except for when that gets corrupted and you lose an hour of work for someone because you didn't want to waste hard drive space on a one and done document (despite having over a 30+ tb in hard drives)

More of a cult, but I have a very low respect for religions in general.

No I'm pretty sure that's an scp

I have ptsd as well, mostly certain knives are my main trigger but also certain body-typed women and redheads can also trigger me. I do have a psychiatrist as well as I had a friend from an online support group until he died of brain cancer in 2016 I also lost my other main support that year also. I stay strong for my kid I'm all he has.

In my case it was fear for the welfare of two kids after law enforcement got involved, sitting on a gurney in the emergency room bleeding in fifteen places from various knife cuts and having a whopper of a panic attack while talking to two state police and a social worker. My family standing with me after the truth was out and defending me for the fact I didn't retaliate against the attack and chose to take the abuse to keep two kids from becoming the victims. It's not an easy feat nor is it one that can be done alone or one recovered from in a short time, August makes 8 years I still have nightmares, still have anxiety attacks at the sight of serrated blade knives, still haven't let another woman into my life. Still feel broken.

It's not always guys, women can also have the same perversion.