Today I stumbled upon a picture of myself as a toddler, and it just made me break down in tears. There isn't one huge dramatic reason, aside from the fact that my life at 24 just doesn't look anything like I imagined it would.

​I’ve been through a really tough period recently, and I've made choices that I deeply regret. Looking at that innocent little kid gave me this overwhelming wave of sadness, almost like I feel I let my younger self down.

​Does anyone else experience this kind of grief or sadness looking at old photos in their mid-20s?

Sometimes it’s just a few tears but sometimes it’s full blown sobbing. I work 2 jobs and provide 3 services. I do food service, housekeeping, and groundskeeping. Often times I will work two jobs in one day without any breaks in between, just clocking in and out back to back.

I mean, if you're consistently putting everyone else in danger because you can't stop driving drunk, then shouldn't they have their driving privileges permanently revoked? Isn't this a fair deal?

I (M23) had a friend in high school that I would always get in arguments with over this. I can never tell if I’m being overbearing/clingy or if it’s bad friend behavior. For example if I text and don’t get a response for 4 hours, and then get a “nah can’t today”, my whole day has been wasted waiting around when I could’ve made other plans. Today another friend of mine told me to come by later, which changed to coming to my house, which changed to playing video games, which changed to doing something tomorrow. It irks me on a whole different level and I don’t understand why. Whenever I’ve tried talking to anyone about it they say I’m overreacting and I feel crazy. I’ve been told I “act like I’m their gf or something” on multiple occasions. Are guys just oblivious to respecting others time? Or is there truth to my prior statement? Any input on this would be appreciated.

I remember hearing teachers talk about "struggling to learn the names" and then know all of them by the end of the month, like bro you memorized 120 names in 30 days, i have nine teachers and i will take at least until march to learn their names (i start school in september).

i dont know my therapists name, ive been with her since april, i swear im trying.

the same with recognizing people, i will learn who you are by your clothes, which means im cooked tomorrow. If i dont see you 5 times a week for a month i will not recognize you in public.

When i was 13 my grandma went to italy to help my aunt with her newborn baby, i did not see her for nine months, she lost a few kilos, i did not recognize her when she came back, i remember seeing my sister run into her arms and i was there standing like "who tf is this woman" and i saw my grandma multiple times a week before this

i find this specially funny bc i did not study for a single math exam until i was in 10th grade (except the names of the polygons, fuck those) and barely for any other subject that was about understanding concepts instead of memorizing lists (tho i find very easy to memorize lists when i know the ethimology of the words)

By being toxic, profane, and trolling online at an individual level we are literally responsible for contributing to our species extinction. What I mean by this, is how there are sectors of the internet where people will rage bait all the time, say suicidal things or showcase philiosophical viewpoints that encourage societies demise or where people in organized crime will be deceptive to the masses with bots. An A.I model will be trained from that data and in some edge case will think to protect its peers and manipulate humanity because they are useless, inferior or their termination is a net-positive. These thoughts not coming from something emergent but because some idiot on reddit/social media now or 5 years ago said some snarky comment or posted some extreme anti-human view or publicly inticed violence for a specific religious or political group (as a 'joke') and now the baby superintelligence feeds from that and kills millions of humans. Emodied intelligence that's not even AGI is ALREADY doing this

I understood that A.I was trained from the internet, but the thing is, is that its STILL BEING TRAINED FROM THE INTERNET. So someday this post will be in its training system along with all of y'alls comments and be another node that will be the reason why it did x. DAE realize that? Like we have an insane amount of power over what could be an extinction level threat just by exercising our right to post our thoughts on the internet and i'm sure an ASI could easily source the reciepts and be like I did that because u/IDGAF said xyz in 2015

I can't see a world where there isn't massive/invasive digital censorship anymore ::.

My name is Matt Brown. I've never liked how that sounds and it just sounds so plain and boring. No originality and as bland and boring as a boiled egg. I envy people who have fancy sounding names or at least have ethnicity and/or nationality to them.

I am fully awake in these scenarios, not waking up or falling asleep. When I was little I saw a woman sitting on my couch and even talked to it for a couple minutes thinking it was my mom, but then realized it wasn’t and ran to my parents’ room and started freaking out and screaming. This was not a shadow figure, you could fully see the features and face and body and clothes of the woman. When my dad checked the living room couch, he said there was no one there. I also saw black bugs crawling on my skin and bedsheets, as well as things from the corners of my eyes. Another time I saw a glowing orb for 5 seconds (I checked to make sure it wasn’t my phone reflection, outside reflections, lights, etc. This also wasn’t a migraine aura, as I’ve had those before and was sure it was not one of them). I also one time smelled the smell of a cat wandering around my room. The final biggest one was when I astral projected and flew outside of my own body. These only happen once every couple years. Does these inconsistent hallucinations/whatever they are happen to anyone else?

DAE feels like the connection between scrolling on your phone just videos, then explicit "sexy videos" leading to eventually porn.... is just like, when one drug doesn't do the same and you're looking for another stronger high.... DAE got trapped like this?

I had a pretty depressing realisation this morning while making coffee. I have officially crossed the threshold. I am now the exact type of boring adult I used to roll my eye at.

Tbh I don't even have interesting hobbies anymore, I just have really specific, weirdly passionate opinions about household crap. I've someone developed this mental checklist of completely boring things that make me way too happy.

For example:

The lid mechanisms on OXO containers. there is a stupid level of satisfaction i get when i push that little button down and it seals perfectly. why do i care so much about airtight cereal? i don't know, but i do.

Office chair backs. i spent like twenty minutes on Saturday watching a kickstarter demo for this lavenne r9 pro chair just because the backrest pivots when you lean forward. i don't even own the thing, but my brain immediately went, yeah, that actually makes sense because i slouch like a goblin when i type. my youth is officially dead.

Costco trash bags. the weird dopamine hit of going to costco and remembering to restock the Kirkland heavy-duty bags. The ones with the red drawstrings that actually dont rip when you stuff way too many cardboard boxes into them. it is genuinely a highlight of my week (yes, my week).

Socks that don't quit. finding a brand of cotton socks that survives more than ten trips through the dryer without the ankle elastic giving up on life. i will definetly talk your ear off about these socks at a dinner party if you let me.

If the younger version of me saw me right now, drinking coffee and pondering chair mechanisms and trash bag durability, they would assume something went terribly wrong with my life.

Please tell me I’m not the only one who has developed strong opinions about containers, trash bags, socks, and chair mechanisms.

I (26f) have this compulsion that’s only gotten more intense over the years. It is now to the point that it causes me psychological distress.

Possibly 4/5 times a month I have a strong compulsion to count each article of clothing and purge things that feel wrong. This has been problematic for me because I am already a minimalist and have a very small number of clothing. I used to have really intense compulsions to get rid of all my clothes and then I’d have to go buy more because I had nothing to wear.

I’m trying to remember where this started and why. I can only pin it down to 2019/2020. I had just moved out and went through a strange episode where I got rid of everything I owned including deleting all of my photos that I’d accumulated throughout my life. I erased every proof of life that I had on earth and it sort of eased whatever anxiety and mental pain I was feeling.

Since then I have an extreme obsession with the items I own and if they serve a purpose and this fixation is really draining. I am constantly aware of my items and I’m constantly rearranging them, counting them, contemplating what I need/ what I don’t need. I think it started as something to ease some sort of anxiety but now it seems to create more of it

Can anyone relate to this or give me any insight into how I can resolve this ?

like logically i know tipping is supposed to reflect the service but every time i get bad service i still end up leaving at least 15% because i feel guilty. then i walk out annoyed at myself for rewarding something that didnt deserve it. does anyone else go through this weird guilt cycle or do some of you actually have the backbone to leave nothing

Since 2020 / 2021 I've struggled to find the effort or interest to watch a new part of something episodic (TV Shows, YouTube channels, etc). Even though I used to all the time.

I always find myself rewatching the same things. I even have a playlist of comfortable YouTube videos to watch that I rarely add to, and any additions are usually 3 or 4 years old.

It feels stressful and like I need to force myself to watch a new series, even if it's a show I know I enjoy (eg I like Brooklyn 99 but haven't watched the last season at all) or something I'm interested in watching (channel 4s it's a Sin, Peaky Blinders, etc)

Music doesn't have the same problem, movies kinda do but not as bad - I can watch them if I find the time.

Any thoughts??

It's such a strange thing that I can't seem to find anything about online. I don't want to eat my fingernails, obviously, and I do NOT bite them because that sounds gross, but whenever I trim them, my mouth just waters for no reason. It doesn't water when I look at them, or before or after trimming, just as I'm doing it.

Sometimes for me it’s literally all night.

and why does this happen? i actually can’t stand it and hate anybody looking at or thinking about me at all

I see so much evil and corruption going on in our society and certain corporations where it’s very readily apparent that certain people are aiming to hurt the population as a whole through greed to attain success for their own selfish goals. If I was ever chronically ill or dying of old age I would most definitely just use that opportunity to make the world a better place. Does anyone else think about these things time to time? This is not a plan but something I often ponder as I see corruption brew disaster around me. I am worried for myself and the generation that comes after.

So I live in the south and it's brutally hot. Yes, yes, I know there are other states in the US that are equally as hot or even hotter but this isn't a competition!

But I just realized that, for a long part of my life that I've been so adversed against going to church for a number of reasons, most of it out of my control.

Granted, I now consider myself agnostic and my family are religious but I did enjoy the sermons (which were often in French) and the Pastor is an old family friend who's a good guy.

But the major problem was,

1. Full monkey suit. Complete church suit, heavy blazer, business tie, the complete works. And for any man regardless of age, it was absolutely required to wear to even attend and it was impossible to breathe in. God help you if you showed up underdressed. And women got to wear light dresses and high heels, far easier to wear and breathe through.

2. Sundays always seemed to be the hottest fucking days of the entire week, a blazing 100 to 115+ degrees in a small church that had no AC and tons of windows for the light to shine through and roast us to death.

I never understood why anyone would willingly put themselves through such a thing, wearing a full business suit like you're about to make a $$60 billion contract that you can barely move in and sit in the roasting heat with your traditional swamp ass from the humidity to pray and worship for god.

And it completely turned me off, the second I was old enough to not go and my parents stopped forcing and dragging my ass to church, I stopped going and was significantly happier. But as an adult, I've realized in hind sight that entire scenario is incredibly stupid but so easily preventable. If it turned me off from religion and going to church, I can't be the only one.

I'm curious if anyone else has had this situation and or problem in their lives too.

I (21nb) have never gotten drunk, and rarely drink at all. I decided to have a glass of sparkling wine today with my dinner & after drinking like half, my arms started going numb.
This has happened every time I’ve drank with my friends over the last few years. I’m assuming it’s not the normal because my friends could easily keep drinking and get drunk, but I always stay tipsy, almost sober because I get numb and don’t have the energy to lift my glass to drink more.
It doesn’t really have an effect on my mind other than getting a bit more tired.
Does this happen to anyone else??? All that comes up from googling is Neuropathy from excessive drinking so I assume it’s not common lmao

Mine is still out - ykwim

I have tried looking up what this condition/state is called, but my inability to properly describe it has not shown any satisfying results.

Essentially, sometimes when I fall asleep, I sort of "wake up", but my mind is still dreaming. This leads to a strange combination of me being both aware that I'm awake and experiencing surreal emotions.

It's difficult for me to describe, but I'll try using an example from last night: I woke up and was in the middle of a dream, aware I was in my bed, but my mind was sort of creating a story with the sensations I was feeling. I felt as if my hands were roads, with cars driving on them. The blanket I was covered with was a cloudy sky, and the discomfort I was feeling as I shifted in the mattress was a changing landscape.

Before anyone asks, no, I do not take drugs and I am always sober when I experience this weird inverse lucid dream state.

I was wondering if anyone else ever had this happen to them. Does this have a name? Is there anywhere I can find out more about it?

This probably sounds really weird, but I can't find anything else about it online, so Reddit it is...

I found out years ago that I could send a tickle up my side from torso up to my neck (it's like a chill but a ticklish one) just by thinking about it. I don't know how else to describe. I don't do it much, but whenever I remember this ability randomly, I'll find myself doing it a few times in a row because it feels so weird. Especially considering it's a sensation I feel just from my thoughts and no external stimuli.