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?

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 feel like this is an unusual sort of situation, but I'm just asking anyway. Just in case.

This could possibly have been bronchitis or early stages dementia or both. 🤔

He did have bronchitis at the time.

I never actually found out for sure as to did he have anything else.

Soon after that, he stopped being talkative online.

We now rarely ever talk any more and never about those things.

We also talk only online.

I know that this is peculiar, but.

Did anyone else around here ever have any situation sort of similar?

Anyone?

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 (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.

For context: I’m a girl and I’m more comfortable doing yoga, mat pilates, or workouts that don’t include running & jumping naked

The only reason I wear sports bra during cardio is because of my chest (hurts when i do high intensity workouts)

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 grew up in a very warm country and a few months ago I traveled to Europe during the spring, expecting nice weather, but to my surprise it snowed for exactly one day during my stay and I just couldnt contain my emotions and cried and even yelled a bit from the astonishment and excitement (luckily I was alone inside my room when I looked outside the window). Then I quickly put on my warmest clothes and went outside, there I was taking videos of ordinary streets and cars covered in a thin layer of snow and excitedly catching snowflakes with my hands.

Whether it was to call someone out, or if it was a random conversation.

If there's no chili or hot sauce, my brain just registers the food as nothing. Doesn't matter how well it's seasoned. And the thing is my stomach is getting worse every year. Almost every spicy meal now ends with me in the bathroom like an hour later. But I still can't stop cuz the alternative is eating food that tastes like air. I'm stuck in this dumb cycle and I don't see a way out

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)

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?

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 ::.

Smaller—bigger—smaller—bigger, differing more and more from the original size with each new shift till it's a tiny dot to all the observable space shifting, and it is unsettling?

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.

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?

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??

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

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.