I wanted rant a bit about my experience with scounting
Gotta be honest here, this is my very first time ranting like this. I usually avoid ranting because it can often lead to arguments. For not getting out of the subject, I wanted to rant about my experience with scounting. Because honestly...I don't like it. I'm fully disinterest in everything. I hate doing knots, I hate singing those songs, I hate doing the "kim games" (i think that's how they were called) and what I hate more is begin yelled by my scout patrol (consider that half of the day I study, meaning that whatever I go there I'm so tired that everytime we do the games I get extremely confused). Does anyone feels like this? (Also, sorry if I did some grammar errors. I'm a Italian so English isn't my first language).
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Jealous of people who are irresponsible and/or don't work
I'm from the US, been working in healthcare for over a decade. I make 6 figures (not a physician) and I have a good life. I'm responsible, dependable, and have my finances pretty well in order. I had to be that way from a young age due to an abusive home life: dad was the main abuser (physical), mom ignored basically everything except work and money.
The problem is: I don't want to be responsible or work anymore, and I'm jealous of people who can be. I'm jealous of people who can stay home and collect government checks. Everytime someone says "OMG look at these people, they COULD work, but they leech off the govvy" and I think "they have it figured out then, that's the way it should be". This isn't to bash people who are on welfare, just the opposite.
I know I shouldn't be jealous, because a certain population of people would LOVE to get off welfare and work if they could. I also know that the people who ARE irresponsible eventually burn bridges and end up alone because noone can trust them. You hear of trust fund/rich kids all the time being irresponsible because they can afford to, usually because mommy and daddy cover them. I still can't help but feel jealous that people can eve
My mom is my biggest hater
It doesnt even get to me, hasn't since like 14ish. I just think "damn, thats something else" whenever she does it.
For context shes VERY materialistic, it doesnt take a genius or a marriage counselor to see shes a horrible wife. Her entire life has been about "me, me and me" what can you do for me? What purpose do you serve in my life? And so on. She has never held a job in her life (not joking, her resume includes "stay at home mom" even though she was a horrible mother and her youngest kid is 22) and shes very money hungry. Nothing dad does is ever good enough for her even though he works his ass off.
Anyway so before I bought my house i paid 1750 im rent. I lived a very frugal, bare bone expenses life. Once in a blue moon id buy something for myself. Her comments always included "wasting money(rent)" when id buy myself something "pues como tines dinero" passive aggressive "you've got money"
When I bought my house "I hope you dont lose it" "you couldve bought a better house" (its a fixer upper) ive been fixing stuff since I bought it and ill be talking to dad about the stuff ive been doing and mom would just come around "well you got money, hopefully you don't get foreclosed"
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Megan's Story
Growing up in my neighborhood, at the time. Kids from all age groups still gathered in the yards to play, fight, learn and grow. There were many of us that were roughly the same age +/- a few years. There were mostly boys in our little neighborhood group, but there were a handful of girls in the neighborhood that would also come talk us into playing house and having tea parties. All but one lived at the end of the street. The one that didn’t. Her name was Megan.
Megan was a 5 year old girl with fiery red hair, liked to play hard and also really enjoyed torturing me and sabotaging whatever activity I was participating in. Megan would always make it a point to steal my baseball, glove and bat. Depositing them directly into the storm drains. Megan wasn’t just a neighborhood friend, rival or bully. We also had the same babysitter. She had plenty of practice learning where my buttons were and how she could push them.
She had an older sister, named Julie. I vividly remember watching Julie climb out of a window, reach for Megan and take her with her to freedom. Julie would make her way with Megan to my house and talk to my mother. My mother being the ultra-mom. Always making sure they had
I don’t cry, and it’s troubling me a lot.
I cannot cry, the last time I cried was when I was still a child. Even during relatives’ deaths, I could not cry, despite every other member of the family doing so. I was the only one.
And now, even when me and my lover go through terrible things, she is the only one who cries, I don’t, and it makes her feel like I don’t care enough to cry, that it doesn’t affect me nearly as much.
But it does, I do feel terrible, I do feel like crying, I feel a knot forming in my throat, a pain in my chest, I tremble and shake and god knows how I can describe it all. I do feel things, but I simply cannot cry, and I very honestly do not know the reason, but I really want to be able to cry, I want to start crying, so that I can show my feelings, and so that she no longer thinks I don’t care about her, that she is not worthy enough for me to shed a single tear over her.
Does anyone else feel like their mind accelerates faster than they can keep up with?
I’m trying to describe a mental experience and I’m wondering if others recognize this.
For me, the problem isn’t overthinking in the anxious sense. It’s more like my mind accelerates beyond what I can process or execute.
When something clicks — a good idea, a creative project, insight, momentum — my thinking speed suddenly ramps up. Ideas stack on top of each other faster than I can work through them. I’ll be mentally at step 15 while I’m still physically doing step 2.
It doesn’t feel emotional in the usual way. It feels mechanical. Like a system overheating.
Imagine a laptop fan spinning faster and faster until the whole machine feels unstable.
The strange part is that this often happens when things are going well. Flow, success, creativity, clarity — those trigger it more than stress or sadness.
Common advice like “go for a walk” or “try to relax” doesn’t help, because it doesn’t slow the process. It actually gives my mind more room to run.
What I seem to struggle with isn’t motivation or discipline, but regulating the speed and volume of my thinking. Once it crosses a certain threshold, it feels like there’s no built-in brake.
I’m curious if others experience this:
• Thinking th
Am i the only one stuck in a show watching loop?
Am i the only one who, with age just cant seem to find shows to enjoy, so i cycle through them ? like, it's always the same shows for me : ATLA, B99, parks and rec,office, 70s show, scrubs, arrested developement ,HIMYM and community. and we cycle back. am i the only one who has hard times enjoying new shows ? back in the day it seemed like it was impossible to watch all the good stuff going out, but nowadays you have to dig through something bad in hopes that show "will get better". or is it just age
Getting Productive
Hey Everyone,
How are you all DOING! From 2021, i didn’t do anything like productivity kinds of works, that's why i am still unemployed. I did apply for Master’s program but unfortunately i was unsuccessfully. I have a degree on Electronic and Telecommunication bachelor degree. So, i need tips for getting rid of my unsuccessful life into successful one.
Do me a favor & Give me some positive tips.
Thank You.
Powerless to cause change
I am a first generation United States citizen and in college, and with the recent news and uproar within the United States, I feel powerless in the conversation of justice and advocacy. Ive seen both sides use AI to make up or cause rage regarding certain topics. Ive seen both sides making claims without any evidence. I feel as if everyone is locked into a position that they see anyone with the opposite opinion as a threat, and as things escalate i worried that things would become more violent. I feel as if im the only one who understands that we cant let polarization take control, im not saying my opinion is the only right one, and im always up for discussion, but legitimately what can one person without a platform do against a mob mentality. I feel stuck and useless. I dont simply want to repost social media, but as a Hispanic living under this administration im worried my life can be ruined and then buried under lies if I even go out and protest. Regardless of what I do, ill either engage in conversations that end because no one is willing to discuss or debate, or end up talking to the people who agree with me, but then nothing changes.
I'm excitedly waiting for my new turntable to arrive.
I used to have vinyls, but when my daughter became a teenager, she really got into music, so I gave them and my record player to her. It was fine because digital music and modern stereo equipment filled the gap, but I've realized that I listen to music way less often over the years. I actually liked the ritual of vinyl. Listening to a whole side, flipping the record, putting another on. So, I have a nice (medium-quality, I'm not an audiophile) turntable and speakers coming any day. I've already replaced a few favorite albums at my local record store. I really can't wait!
Do You Have a Favorite Cult?
If so, which one and why? Mine is "The Family International." They did some absolutely morally repugnant, disgusting things, but they sure had some banger music.
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