Could I potentially get in trouble for what I posted on Reddit?
So I’m really struggling right now, probably with OCD. And I just had a dream where a bunch of people were coming after me after posting the same reassuring seeking post on Reddit like a million times. Saying it was weird and whatever yeah. Honestly I’m really sorry to anyone who had to put up with the bs, I know I posted a lot and I’m grateful for those who tried to help, but I did some mean responses, but I guess thats to be expected because it’s Reddit. I woke up in a cold sweat and yeah I know this will sound weird, but I posted about my fear again, but this time asking if the mean responses were actually true or trying to make me worse (paranoia I guess) and I got a bunch of comments of people saying they saw this for the millionth time and they think it’s a weird fetish. And I see why, I’ve been posting a lot but it’s mostly do to intense fear but I def felt sick to my stomach when I heard that, and it felt like the dream kinda came true. I didn’t realize that so many people would have recognized the same question because even though I’ve posted a lot, I thought Reddit had like thousands of questions posted each day, so I didn’t realize it would be recognized that easily. Now
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I broke my sobriety streak because of how much my dad means to me.
Really weird when I’m reading the title, but man. My dad, who raised me and my 2 other biological siblings alone, working day and night, hardly ever getting sleep, trying his best to keep a roof over our heads, and simply trying his best. He’s actually old now. He’s in pain because of his bad arthritis, has health complications, but he does not give a shit because that’s the kind of guy he is. I love my dad, I admire him. When I was a teenager, I always blamed him for every issue in my life, but now as a father and husband myself, I always come to him for advice.
Today, or I guess yesterday, we were watching the bears vs packers game. He, my mom, and little brother are over at my house, and he brought a case of beer for the game. I was an alcoholic and managed to quit, but today I drank 3 beers before my dad cut me off. Normally I wouldn’t drink, but knowing about his health and all, I don’t know how much time I have left with him. And I’ll be honest, only reason I stopped at 3 was because of how much respect I have for that man. I think the only other people who could make me come to my senses with alcohol in my system are my wife and mom. I wouldn’t know though because I haven’t
I am a talentless person who doesn't know what I want from life.
I'm 18 years old. I don't know what to do with my life. Until now, I've spent all my time playing computer games and reading modern fiction. I've never had a thirst for knowledge. I wanted to join the army, but I have very poor eyesight, -8; -8.5, and I'm a scrawny guy, so I just wouldn't pass the medical examination. I'm definitely not a tech person, and I'm unlikely to be a humanities person either, because I'm simply dumb and uneducated. Programming doesn't interest me at all. I'm just a basic consumer, really. Lately, I've started getting interested in history and the history of painting, but I'll definitely lose in competition to people who have been interested in this stuff almost since they were in diapers. I'd like to hear stories from people who have been through something similar. How did you find your path? What do you do now? I'll probably be frying chicken at KFC my whole life, and lately, that prospect has started to bother me.
I think everyone should have higher standards for themselves.
You only get one life to live, and you are aiming for a mediocre existence. Average job, average mind, average appearance, average friends, and just wallowing in mediocrity thinking it’s “good enough”.
Why are you wasting your time watching slop anime and playing the same video games over and over… when you could be reading literature, writing novels, and creating artwork? Your time here on earth is short.
The incel “looksmaxxers” have the right idea but the wrong execution. Yes, you should maximize your potential in every way you can to yield better life results. But this should be applied to every facet of your life. Train your body to be as strong as possible, discipline your diet to be as healthy as possible. Train your mind to be as intelligent as possible. Everyone these days is out of shape and has “brain rot”. You have only one life that’s been gifted to you, you don’t even realize how precious that thing is.
While you’re still around, why not see everything life has to offer? Start naturemaxxing by going on a walk in the wilderness as close as you can find it, as often as your willpower allows. You can even start kindnessmaxxing by donating your time and volunteering for a
I do believe children should have self expression, but I fully believe children shouldn’t dress like adults.
I have both babysit and see Younger folks around me a And for a couple years now ivory like I see so like nine-year-olds wearing makeup it’s not just on like online you see like Pete kids do this all the time. Or wearing put together outfits that probably you’ll see an adult person anyway they’re like still and it’s like kind of weird there’s still have the face as a their age like just weird to me like, where is your like rainbows? I honestly find kids in general like really fun and sometimes I personally wanna fit me and I’m too old for it but like I just sad I don’t really see that anymore.
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I forgot to mention it’s mostly girls so
I broke my sobriety streak because of how much my dad means to me.
Really weird when I’m reading the title, but man. My dad, who raised me and my 2 other biological siblings alone, working day and night, hardly ever getting sleep, trying his best to keep a roof over our heads, and simply trying his best. He’s actually old now. He’s in pain because of his bad arthritis, has health complications, but he does not give a shit because that’s the kind of guy he is. I love my dad, I admire him. When I was a teenager, I always blamed him for every issue in my life, but now as a father and husband myself, I always come to him for advice.
Today, or I guess yesterday, we were watching the bears vs packers game. He, my mom, and little brother are over at my house, and he brought a case of beer for the game. I was an alcoholic and managed to quit, but today I drank 3 beers before my dad cut me off. Normally I wouldn’t drink, but knowing about his health and all, I don’t know how much time I have left with him. And I’ll be honest, only reason I stopped at 3 was because of how much respect I have for that man. I think the only other people who could make me come to my senses with alcohol in my system are my wife and mom. I wouldn’t know though because I haven’t
why i've been thinking about myself wrong this entire time
i just watched this video and there's this moment early on where the creator of the video, asha, says "all this therapy speak, the self love mantras, the hustle-get-over-yourself stuff, it just doesn't sit right with my brain. i needed something analytical but not cold. emotionally complex but also practical."
and that resonated with me in a way that's genuinely hard to explain. bc i've read so many books. how to know a person by david brooks. all the dale carnegie stuff. graham duncan. even wandered onto pickup artistry subreddit cos i was thinking maybe they know a thing or two about human psychology. trying to understand what the f is happening inside people, inside myself. and none of them truly taught me how to even begin thinking about a person. a framework for how any of it connects.
she introduces this concept of "the meal vs ingredient theory", which sounds almost obvious once I heard it, but i swear to god... why has no one has ever put it this way before? idk
when i think about my own faults, like my inability to speak up, the way i disappear in groups, how i can't seem to advocate for myself, i've always approached them like bad ingredients that i've been trying so hard
CMV: Religion Is a Human Construct, and Life Is a Purely Biological Process
I held the view that all religions are completely human made systems rather than objective or universal truths. This view developed over time through reading, observation, and personal reflection, not from a single event. Across cultures and history, religions differ widely in their gods, rules, moral systems, and explanations of life and death. This inconsistency makes them seem more like cultural products shaped by geography, politics, and psychology than descriptions of a shared external reality.
From a biological and scientific perspective, human life appears to follow a simple pattern: birth, development, reproduction, and death. Consciousness seems to arise from brain activity, and when the brain permanently stops functioning, consciousness ends. I do not see empirical evidence for souls, an afterlife, rebirth, or divine judgment beyond what is claimed through faith or tradition. To me, religion functions primarily as a way to reduce fear of death, provide social order, and give people a sense of meaning and control in an uncertain world.
What might change my view would be clear, independently verifiable evidence of consciousness existing without a functioning brain, or consi
CMV: The only safe chance for change in America is the upcoming midterms. Civil unrest will make the authoritarianism ir
I keep seeing posts alluding to revolution or political violence on the front page. While I do believe anger of this magnitude is warranted given recent events (ESPECIALLY with the ICE shooting and the admins handling of it), I think a campaign of civil unrest will inevitably play into the administrations hand.
The administration knows that it will be the end of them this midterm. I mean, they know they are losing popular support, just look at the gerrymandering in states like Texas. They have failed to achieve their biggest campaign promise, solving the cost of living crisis. On top of that, scandle after scandle just keep getting worse; not that previous controversy swayed voters last time around. The only hope for them to hold onto power is to suspend the election using the insurrection act or to rig the election (which is very difficult to get away with due to its decentralization).
Trump tried to send the national guard into cities in order to start a confrontation but was refused. Now, they have sent their ICE brigade (who are personally loyal to trump and are WILLING to start shit unlike the NG who are mostly just doing a job) into Minneapolis to terrorise people. It isn't a
CMV: The US has officially established a domestic Gestapo, and American citizens has already surrenderd
I’m not here to rant about politics; I’m here to state the reality of the situation on the ground in 2026.
The "fight" for American democracy is over. Trump and his administration won, ICE has become a fully autonomous paramilitary force, and the American citizenry has capitulated.
If you think "Gestapo" is hyperbole, you are ignoring the data. Here are the facts. Change my view that this isn't a police state:
1. The Numbers Don't Lie;
We are looking at industrial-scale detention and state violence that has been normalized.
60,000+ Detainees: You currently have a population the size of a small city sitting in indefinite detention.
32 Deaths in One Year: In 2025 alone, over 32 people died in ICE custody. That is a record high. These aren't "accidents"; they are the result of a system designed to neglect and dehumanize.
Citizens in the Crosshairs: We are seeing documented cases of U.S. citizens detained for weeks because of "clerical errors," and citizens shot by federal agents (like the recent killing in Minneapolis) with zero accountability. The line between "citizen" and "target" has been erased.
2. The "Hague Invasion" Mindset Came Home;
For decades, the U.S. operated with
I think someone is putting a spell on my mom. What should I do?
My mom got out of a toxic relationship a while ago, but since then, many strange and unfortunate coincidences have occurred. Things disappear from the house even though we all remember seeing them in certain places. She's developed bruises and red spots all over her body. She's lost a lot of weight very quickly. You might think that's not so strange, but it gets worse. Every person who has come to help her move on has had terrible things happen to them. One of them got leukemia and had to leave my mom, saying he didn't want to cause her any more harm. My mom's cousin sent her a message at Christmas when she was alone because I was with my dad, and he specifically asked her to read the messages he sent her, but he couldn't send them because he literally died very soon after; he was hit by a train. I'm scared. I don't want anything bad to happen to my mom, me, or my family. Please help me figure out what to do.
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
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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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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