How to get over the crippling shame of embarassing myself infront of a guy I liked?
Talked to a guy for like, 2 weeks. We talked a lott during the day when we talked, and I had such a good time texing him. Didn't texted him afterwards for a week or so. he came back from the army and said 'you forgot about me'. My friend cancelled on me so we met. I was so attracted to him, and didnt sleep w anyone for like a year lol, so we had sex. Afterwards he stayed and we basically talked all night until he had to leave. Fast forwards to the next day, I texted him. Didn't even open my message. After two days I wrote him "you could've least said if you weren't interested in me, I don't understand why would you act in such a disrespectful way" didn't open that either lol. Didn't wrote him anything since then. A week later, he BLOCKED ME. it literally ate me from the inside for like, two months. two months later he texted "I keep seeing u on insta. Nonstop so thought I would check in ask how ur doing" "Even tho u think im an ass hole feel free to text me whenever u need. For anything"
It was clear to me that he wanted another round, and thought that I'd agree.
I'm not from a secular household; I just moved out of my house to try and experience the secular world. Didn’t really un
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To my greatest love…
I was scrolling through social media when I saw a video of Rico Blanco singing Your Universe. I didn’t stop… I couldn’t. I’ve been avoiding that song for almost two years now, afraid of what it might unlock in me. Afraid of how deeply I might feel again. But tonight, I told myself I needed to face it. So I did.
The first note hit, my chest tightened so suddenly I had to sit down. I couldn’t breath properly, like my body remembered before my mind could catch up. Then the tears came… quiet at first, then relentless. And just like that, all the pain I thought I had tucked away found its way back to the surface.
I miss you. More than I know how to put into words.
I know you’re happy now. And I want that for you, that brings me comfort. It really does. I would never wish you anything less than that. I’ve made peace with that part. But missing you lives somewhere deeper. Still, there’s a part of me that aches in your absence, a part that hasn’t quite learned how to let go. I’m tired of this feeling. But tonight, please let me miss you. Let me sit with this ache for a little while longer. Because in some strange way, this pain feels like the closest thing I have left to you… this is the c
I am jealous of my sister and I am starting to resent her for it
I have been contemplating to write about this for quite some time because I simply feel stupid for even feeling that way.
I (f22) have an older sister (f29), who I get along with quite well in general until recently. 10 years ago my sister moved far away to go to university and came home maybe twice a year due to the distance. She kept in touch with our family with weekly calls but that was it.
However two years ago she moved closer to home again and as a result now visits us at least once a month for a few days and I have started comparing myself to her.
For starters my sister has an engineering degree and works for a big company. She is lucky enough to work remotely and makes good money. I on the other hand am an EMT. While the salary is nice, the job is draining emotionally and physically in a way I never imagined. The shift work is exhausting and I barely have a social life due to that.
My sister on the other hand has plenty of free time due to her kind of work and has a good social life even though she is more of an introvert.
She lives in a gorgeous apartment with the sweetest cat ever while I still live at home due to the cost of living. I cannot help see myself as a fail, c
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
I’m drunk, British, but I think it’s a shame we can’t rely on America (USA) anymore
I’m a 35 year old guy, and from my experience America has always been a contentious topic. They had the best TV shows, the best games, the best everything when I was growing up in the 90s. Sure… my parents thought they were obnoxious and loud, but those were fairly small complaints.
I don’t think that’s the case anymore and I’m just sharing my perspective even though I’m far from sober and know this is contentious
<<< and this is where you’ll have to excuse me because I was 12… and maybe if I was 35 things would have seemed as bleak as they are right now >>>
Then things went bad in the 2000s, you went to war and we followed you. This was not the most popular thing to happen, triggering huge protests in the UK. However I think generally people understood why it happened and why the American people were so angry. Even though a lot of people didn’t agree with it, a lot of them “understood”
So time goes by and these “wars” continue but after the initial years it doesn’t really impact Europe, we pull out and the US stay there…
People within America seemed to be pretty happy though… your freedoms were expanding, you could love who you want to love, smoke what you want to smoke… worry le
Council website says it's Green bin tomorrow. Whole street has their black bins out. I stick with Green.
*Scroll down for the updates, all in the body.
With it being christmas day and new years the last two weeks for our bin collection, they collected both black and recycled bins the week before on the 18th and 19th right.
I check my account today to check which bin to put out tomorrow and it says green (recycling). I put both Green bins out...
And my whole street has put out their black bins ...
I thought "nah, they're all wrong. Council says green for our postcode, I'm going green"
An hour later I put the black bin alongside the greens just in case.
I'm going to be watching closely tomorrow morning.
I need to be right.
Edit: It's 1am. I understand I have let you all and myself down by bottling it and putting both out.
I need to think.
Family had me double guessing "put them both out" but you're all right. I...I need to be right.
I'm looking out the window right now. I see that black bin... I know what I've done.
I'm thinking.
* 1.24am. I have put the black bin back into the garden. I will be a man of my words! Not one person on my street had their green bins out STILL. DO THEY KNOW SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW? WHAT ARE THE COUNCIL HIDING FROM ME?
But it's about the PRINCIPLE. Email, webs
The Mrs has been trying to make cinnamon buns
Thought the new oven had a proving drawer. Turns out it’s a slow cooker.
Dough ruined. Day ruined. Bless her
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How is everyone doing? Everything ok? Starting any big plans? Any major concerns in life? Let's take a second and just kinda save our progress.
Why is it so hard to make friends as an adult?
I’ve realized meeting new people in your 20s is way harder than school. Everyone has routines. How do people even find new friends that actually click?
when reading a song name out loud that has a part in parenthesis, how to you say it?
for example, when saying the song "platypus (I hate you)" by green day, do you say:
"platypus by green day"
"I hate you by green day"
"platypus I hate you by green day"
"platypus in parenthesis I hate you by green day"
Do you think that the reason kids aren’t doing as well in school today is because they don’t see opportunities in the fu
Partially due to social media and negativity bias, but also due to the systemic issues in particularly the United States. I’m a college student and I have a rough time seeing the way forward, and I’m somewhat fortunate (\\\*knocks on wood\\\*). Imagine what it’s like for low income kids? It must be so difficult to care in school if you don’t see a possibility of success in the future? Or can barely see it?
I’m just wondering if anyone else has thought past the “phone root cause and bad” and come to this realization.
EDIT; to add, I imagine that it’s even more intense in college because so many jobs just require a degree no matter what. So the degree is no longer viewed as an act of dedication to your study, but rather a simple requirement. I also think this explains the rise of AI in cheating.
Do you know the basics of first aid?
Recently saw a post where someone was concerned why wounds weren't healing as they kept it clean and continued to remove the scabs but it would never close. They were legitimately confused.
It got me thinking about how much do people actually know?
I grew up in bumfuck nowhere and pretty much played outside. I was very accident prone so I got really familiar with peroxide, alcohol, bandaid, etc. and general wound care. I think by like 7 I was patching myself up instead of hunting down my parents or siblings.
It never really crossed my mind that there are still people who don't know things like ***leave that fucking scab alone you are just causing pain and making it heal a thousand times slower!***
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