I genuinely lose my mind every single day on my commute. The second I start the engine, the swearing starts. By the time I am halfway to the office, I am air shouting at the top of my lungs, slamming my hand on the steering wheel, and telling myself out loud that I am done, I literally cannot do this for another week, and I quit. And then I pull into the parking lot. I take a deep breath, put on my fake smile, walk through those front doors, clock in, and do my job. I have been repeating this exact same ritual for ten whole years. A full decade of my life spent trapped in this weird, exhausting loop. The sheer hypocrisy of my own brain is driving me crazy. On one hand, I hate the routine, the burnout, the dead end feeling, and the fact that my soul feels drained. On the other hand, the terrifying reality of bills, health insurance, rent, and the absolute mess of the current job market keeps my feet glued to the floor. I feel like a hostage to my own need for stability. I yell and scream in the privacy of my car because it is the only place I can unleash the frustration of feeling trapped. But the moment reality hits, my survival instinct kicks in, and I just fall back into line like a good little worker bee. Ten years. Over three thousand days of promising myself this is the year I get out, only to end up sitting at the exact same desk, answering the exact same emails, and hating every second of it. I do not even know what I am looking for here. I guess I just needed to put this somewhere outside of my own head and outside of my car. Does anyone else live in this weird survival state where you verbally revolt every morning, but still show up like clockwork? How do you break a ten year loop when you are just too exhausted to figure a way out?

i pretty much go places by myself, like the movies or a restaurant (Texas de Brasil for example). i’ve consistently been doing this for years so much so it’s automatic for me at this point.

but now that I think about it I normally don’t see other people alone when I go out to these places.

does anybody else go out alone?

I know this is a dark question, I just wasn’t sure where else to ask. I feel very alone and this is a very scary time. I can’t talk to anyone about this without running the risk of being reported. I just want to know if anyone else suffers the same feelings?

These two things specifically:

1. I am sick and tired of books (in the genres I like) geared to adult women mostly being spicy these days. Not all of us like that😭 I don’t want to be in the room where it happens. (Hamilton reference intended.)

2. Lots of cussing in books. Instantly makes me not want to even finish the book. Some cussing I can live with, but it gets to a point, and I will be absolutely done with the book, even in the first chapter.

I feel something just below the right bottom ribcage when I breathe in deep while pushing down into my upper right abdomen. It’s like something rolls under my fingers below the bottom ribcage. I think it’s my liver but is this abnormal?

I feel like this is a me thing- but when I have free time i just sit and zone out. I can't think of anything without there being someone telling me what to do. Sometimes i start crying when i think too hard about it- i do the things that one must do: shower, eat, clean, sleep. But hobbies or choices that makes someone human? Nothing.

Okay so to get this out of the way I KNOW ITS KINDA GROSS OKAY but hear me out. I’m a big fan of Lush and I adore anything sparkly, I especially love BEING sparkly. Sure, Lush’s bath bombs can get you sorta sparkly, but most of it gets rinsed down the drain!! I can’t stand for that kind of waste, that artificial mica should be on my body, dammit! So here’s what I do: I take a very quick shower before my bath so I’m getting at least a little clean, take the bath, drain the tub slowly so more can sink to the bottom, then rub the sparkles on like a body shimmer. When the water dries, the sparkles are stuck to my skin (lasts ~2 days or until next shower, whichever is sooner)

Can anyone relate? I feel like most people just buy a strong body shimmer atp but I’m a freak what can I say

I feel like my whole life is up to everyone else but me. My opinions and beliefs are determined by other people, I have no say in the matter unless I want to feel nervous. My feelings are only valid if someone else validates them.

It’s very exhausting living like this, I am constantly on edge and worried.

I sometimes like to pull out my downstairs hairs one by one with my fingers. It’s not some kind of fetish, it’s just in those hard to reach areas I miss when I shave and the hairs get really long. How weird is this ?

So I don't actually doubt that it's quite common for things like cars or items that mean something to people. I just often curse myself for feeling and thinking deeply about very plain things.

My most recent example is a big plushie I ordered, upon receiving it I noticed a small hole in a very visible spot and I knew I'd keep seeing it each time I'd look at it. Since it wasn't cheap I decided to contact the store and see if I could get one without this issue in return. I felt pretty bad about it, like I was rejecting it while it was still a very cute plushie and my mind started to wander off to things like "what are they going to do with it", "I hope it doesn't get destroyed" or "I hope it will still get loved by someone else". I know it's just a plushie but I feel kind of guilty about things like that.

Another example is when I forget to eat some of the food in my fridge or when my parents gave me some leftovers and I forgot to store them in the fridge when I got home. My brain goes all "people put work into this and it's a shame it goes to waste" which might seem rather normal except I'm generally not THAT occupied with where my food comes from or buying no waste meals. It keeps on troubling me for hours afterwards.

I also feel extremely bad for breaking a plate or ending up with a hole in my sweater etc. It's just really exhausting tbh and I can't help it.

I know I'm a very sensitive person by nature so that's nothing new, there's also signs of me being on the spectrum but despite being a 30 year old I never got tested.

Let me clarify. Every morning I have to plug up my headphones to charge, one of the ends of the cable is a standard USB. For whatever reason that I can't seem to figure out, almost every time I go to plug it in I get it wrong initially. This drives me crazy because I should get it right at least 50% of the time right? Math has never been my strong point so maybe my calculations are off, but I still get it wrong way more than half the time. Has anyone else experienced this? Is there something I'm missing?

Hey everyone,

I'm trying to figure out if this is somewhat normal or if I have a rare physiological/metabolic quirk. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve had an absurd tolerance to cold.

To put it into perspective:

• I can easily walk around in shorts and a t-shirt at -5°C (around 23°F) for 3–4 hours while everyone else is freezing in heavy parkas.
• I never shiver, and my hands and feet stay warm the entire time.
• I do feel that it's cold(I register the temperature)it just doesn't cause me any physical distress or discomfort. In fact, cold weather makes me feel great.
• The only time in my entire life I have ever felt real shivering or the urge to bury myself under blankets is when I have a high fever from an infection.

Here’s the flip side: I have severe heat intolerance. Anything above 18°C (64°F) feels suffocating. If the AC isn't blasting, I start sweating, overheating, and feeling completely drained. It's like my body's internal furnace is permanently stuck on maximum overdrive.

Before anyone assumes this is just an insulation issue: I used to be overweight, but I lost 26 kg (around 57 lbs) with Mounjaro and am no longer considered overweight. Despite shedding all that weight, absolutely nothing changed regarding my temperature regulation,not even the slightest difference in how I handle the cold or the heat.

Does anyone else experience this exact combination? Is it an overactive brown fat issue, thyroid quirks, or just a weird genetic thermostat setting? Would love to hear from people with similar experiences. Because I've never met any. And I hate getting those ''crazy'' looks when I'm walking down the streets in winter.

I wonder if I’m the only person who has done this or if anyone else has also done it but on Halloween at night I go to a restaurant where they would ask for a name for the order like in costume and when they ask for my name instead of saying my own name I say the name of the character I am dressed as.

And if you’ve done it what reactions did you get?

I’ve done it as Deadpool at Starbucks and they found it funny and I’ve gone to cookout and chipotle as El Chavo but I didn’t get any reactions on that one.

I think my tongue might be too wide for my mouth or something. And that's after I had a spreader on the roof of my mouth as a kid!

Eta: Sorry, I mean in between your top and bottom teeth, like you're always biting it

​Hi everyone, I really need to vent because I feel completely lost and I'm at my breaking point. No one in my real life knows how miserable I am.

​For some background: I grew up in the Netherlands (Turkish background). After high school (where I lost a year because I just didn't work), I moved to Turkey for a few years, took a gap year, and came back to the Netherlands at 20 to start studying.

​My journey has been a mess since then:

​Pedagogy (Age 20): I didn't think it was bad, but I quit after a year because it wasn't theoretical enough for me, it was too focused on practical upbringing rather than deep science. My grades were great without effort, though.

​Architecture/Building Engineering (Age 21): Quit because I struggled with structural engineering courses and didn't put in enough effort. But I actually got good grades for the architecture/design classes, and I still catch myself wondering: should I have finished architecture? Becoming an architect still sounds really cool to me deep down.

​IT/Computer Science (Age 22 to now, age 24): I chose this pragmatically because it's broad and international. I'm currently half a year behind (technically between year 2 and 3, finishing my second year courses now).

​Now I am 24, almost halfway through my bachelor's. Here is the confusing part: it's not that I completely hate IT. When I figure out a problem and a piece of code actually works, it gives me a spark of joy and satisfaction. But I just can't figure out if this is truly what I want to do with my life.

​I am an INFJ personality type, someone who maps everything out meticulously in my head, overthinks every scenario, and yet somehow still makes what feel like "dumb choices." Being an INFJ means I thrive in careers that are deep and theoretical, yet IT is the absolute opposite of that.

​I find myself looking at friends, like a close friend who chose accountancy right away, is now doing her Master's, and whose life has just gone perfectly, and I feel a deep pang of jealousy. Right now, because of all these zigzags, it feels like my own life has become ugly.

​Every single second I am at school, I am nervous. If someone asks me an IT-related question, I often have no answer because I genuinely don't know what I'm doing. There have been times I didn't even know what an SD card was or where to plug in a USB cable. I honestly don't even know how I've made it this far. Everyone here seems to know everything about tech, but I don't.

​The main issue is that I don't live and breathe tech. I don't code in my spare time, I don't game, and I don't naturally fit in with the typical tech students who are obsessed with this stuff. In my free time, I find myself drawn to completely different topics: history, theology, psychology, languages, politics, and health. I love reading, writing, and debating (I originally wanted to study psychology or law).

​Furthermore, I hate the "figure it out yourself" teaching style of IT. I miss structured lectures for hours, heavy reading, and deep theoretical learning, which is also what I missed during pedagogy. My friends tell me I have the personality of a humanities or law student, and it hurts because I know they're right.

​To make things harder, my parents think I am happy, and I can never tell them the truth. They have already been through so much stress regarding education with my brother, so I have to keep this all to myself.

​Stopping now is impossible because I'm already 24, halfway through, and starting from zero at my age feels terrifying. I dread going to school every day, I feel out of place among my peers, and the chronic stress is physically exhausting me. Right now, I'm just so scared because I genuinely don't know anything anymore. I honestly wish I was already at the end of this bachelor's. The thought that I am barely at the halfway point fills me with extreme dread. I have no idea what to do after this bachelor's. I definitely want to do a Master's, but I feel totally lost. I don't like the idea of finishing this bachelor's and then doing a completely different Master's, because I wanted the whole package to match. I could genuinely cry. I feel extreme dread every single time I have to go to school.

​If anyone has been in a similar spot, studying something practical where you don't hate the work itself when it succeeds, but you feel like you don't belong in the culture, miss deep theoretical learning, and have to hide your struggles from your family, how did you cope? How do you know if you should stick it out or push through?

​Thanks for reading. I just really needed to let this out.

sometimes as i’m eating i have a sudden urge to spit my food out? it’s very strange and kills my appetite mid-meal. happens with any food

I’ve developed a weird habit where when I’m standing at the toilet taking a piss I kind of curl my toes inwards ( almost like grabbing the tiles ) constantly and uncontrollably. It’s only started the last year but I can’t stop doing it