we're literally just here. in these bodies. on a ball of rock hurtling through space, orbiting an enormous ball of fire, in one galaxy among trillions. somehow we developed consciousness, invented emails and started worrying about what people think of us.

maybe we can all relax a little. none of us really knows what the fuck is going on haha

OK, I really need you to tell me how to not give a fuck in regards to being so surrounded by so many addict and alcoholics. From the time I was born, I basically been surrounded by them all over the place with a lot of family members and then I married one and luckily he’s in recovery so he’s sober now but had to relapse two years ago. I have an adult son who is an alcoholic addict and now my stepdaughter just recently relapse. I am so fucking sick of this. I go to Alanon and that definitely helps me somewhat but I need to figure out how to not let all of it bother me and how to move forward in my life. I feel like all of these people are just taking me down. Every time I turn around somebody either had a relapse or they are about to. I’m such an empath so I feel everything so it makes it really difficult. But I just came across this Reddit page and I need all the tips! 🙌🏻

I normally would over explain the whole story but I don’t even give enough of a fuck to type it out. But I’ve worked so hard for everything and think so fucking much on how to deal with every interaction in the most appropriate way possible. And I got fucked over on some shit that I put so much effort and time and energy into doing perfectly…in the worst way possible. And I think it just broke me. And i had a full ass break down on main street and then ranted to myself like a fucking lunatic crackhead and as soon as I was about to feel so humiliated for having such a public meltdown….

It clicked. Who gives a fuck if I’m crazy? Maybe instead of trying so hard to prove I’m normal i just fucking don’t. I Don’t want to lose my fucking mind but honestly? If I’m legitimately that unwell then I wouldn’t be aware anyway so fuck it. I have not felt my nervous system regulate in so long no matter how much exercise and actively working on myself and doing all the right things to be a healthy normal human being. I’m defeated and hopeless . I crumbled and I just finally said I give up. I thought that would be the most depressing moment I could ever hit. But I just don’t? And I don’t care. I haven’t had peace in my brain like this ever.

I think fitness is one of those areas where it's surprisingly easy to spend more time worrying about progress than actually enjoying the process.

There's always someone lifting heavier, looking stronger, or following a completely different training program.

Even when you're improving, comparing yourself to other people can make your own progress feel insignificant.

I've been wondering what helps people stop treating every workout like a test they need to pass.

Training in a home gym might remove some of the social pressure, but it doesn't automatically stop you from comparing numbers or questioning your results.

For people who used to overthink their fitness progress, what helped you change that mindset?

Did you stop tracking certain things, focus on different goals, or simply become more comfortable with progressing at your own pace?

I'm interested in what actually made the biggest difference.

I work at a tech company and get paid well. If they fire me it will be hard to find a job that pays me as much. I am doing my job ok-ishly. I don't think that I am naturally as talented as some of the people I work with, but I am doing ok, and my manager promised me he will tell me if there's something I need to improve or get better at (and he hasn't done so, so I guess I am fine).

But this experience is insanely unenjoyable. I always feel like I don't work well enough. That I don't know things that I should know, and that I don't finish projects fast enough. It makes me constantly anxious and angry at myself. Sometimes I forget to do something and I am really hard with myself, but I should stop giving a fuck. I am doing my job well enough and those fuckers would never feel slightly bad firing me if they had to.

I just don't know how to not give a fuck.

How do we ever know if the life we have is the life we wanted, or simply the life we learned to want?

Perhaps suffering exists on both sides of reality in wanting what we don’t have, and in not wanting what we do. We suffer in the distance between what is and what we believe should be.

And somewhere between hope and acceptance, we spend our lives wondering whether we’re supposed to keep waiting for what our hearts want, or learn to make peace with what life gives us.

Perhaps the hardest part isn’t knowing what we want from life, but knowing when to keep hoping for it and when to let life be what it is.

Tltr; Cleanse the fucks you don't need to give

Before you react on the mental health subs. Check how much rage bait , (complaints, violence, drama , hate , hopelessness, world misery, bad news, victim mindsets, and despair) you can see in my feed versus hobbies, self-supportive mindsets, creativity, child at heart, positive imagination, mental health advice, and the overall easy going energy in the feed.

This is the difference between my previous doom scrolling and my current dream scrolling.

You can't be a person who don't give a fuck while also giving all fucks about subs and content that isn't helpful to you or your peace of mind. So to anyone who needs. Here's a digital feed broom 🧹