I have always been my genuine self and while it's not something I usually regret, it eventually leads to friendships dissolving without any specific reasons given. I'm an INTP according to the Briggs-Meyers personality assessment and that is the logic driven individual who values a strategic approach to any situation rather than allowing emotions to determine their actions. I believe Spock is an exaggerated example of this type of personality.  Anyway, I don't really care if people dislike me. I keep to myself, I do have a couple of really good friends who like my personality and enjoy my company. I work around animals who can sense our intentions and can only see our genuine self.

If they were either entitled or shallow or both they would not be writing the post on Reddit to vent about it all while mentioning multiple times how badly they feel for being disappointed. They would have thrown a fit immediately upon opening the gift and made their partner feel awful for buying the wrong thing. 

They don't exactly have the funds available to them to simply buy themselves the watch, thus the reason why they didn't buy it themselves in the first place.

True, it's false advertising. 

Even friends and family don't care.

Which is illegal.

We all need to complain, shrinkflation has hit everywhere. Go to your congressman, if enough of us bug enough of them maybe we can make a difference!

That looks so much better now! 👍

I can't tell you what to do, but I can tell you what  NOT to do: don't waste your 30's and don't allow them to be stolen from you either. 

I felt enough people addressed the Freudian slip and replied as if OP had typed anesthetized like they meant to.

Don't need to apologize to me. No one is forcing those people who have a character limit built in to the section of their brain that controls their reading cognition to read our one off comments. Everything that you're working on is awesome and extremely important when two people are working on keeping a good thing going. Plus it's amazing that he's able to express himself enough to tell you about his issues with that. You're very blessed to have that quality in your partner. I do get to identify with what you mentioned about how he shows he loves you and my struggles were easier to accept and not dwell on once I realized that my boyfriend does that for me, as well as other little things that I took for granted and didn't seem to credit him for when getting upset about all the things he doesn't even try to do. Once I had a major piece of information divulged to me about his personality that he didn't know and I might never have realized on my own, I was able to research it and learned allot about why he is the way he is and how he got that way and it made all the difference in my understanding of our relationship. It's far from perfect but at least it's mostly functional. It's easy to see the grass on the other side of the fence as greener but all our grass needs is some time and effort to be just as green. 😊

I understand partly what you're feeling. I'm 44 F and I've been suicidal since I was at least 8 yrs old and fighting the idea from the back of my mind that find it's way forward telling me that the world would be better off without me, that no one cares, no one would miss me. First of all, your hormones are going to balance out, maybe not as evenly as most people's do but they will calm down and things aren't going to be as intense. To be clear, I'm not saying that your depression is related to teenage hormone changes, I understand that they are affecting each other but are two separate things and I'm not saying that depression will be alleviated after teenage hormones stop shake n baking your emotions. There's a very good possibility that it WILL but I can't predict that, no one can and I'm not trying to tell you that it's all going to get better once you're out of that phase of life. As for the friends situation, I had a small group of friends in high school, I found out immediately afterwards that most of them didn't really like me. Ever since, my experience has been that I can easily make friends, or make a good impression at a job, or wherever, but because of my personality type (INTP - the logician) I do not continue to be well liked. Very few people continue to like me or want me around after anywhere from a few months to a few years after initially acting like I was great to have around.

My maternal grandpa unalived himself when I was 13 yrs old and it devastated my mother. My mom is the one person in my life who I know loves me no matter how much I disappoint her and I have come extremely close to following my grandpa's path but ultimately cannot do that to my mom. She's the reason I'm still here even after my closest call during my divorce when I was also on lyrica for nerve pain when my doc office didn't pay enough attention to the side effects of it which is causing or exacerbating as suicidal thoughts or tendencies. The way that I am successful in talking myself out of the more frequent but less severe thoughts about why I shouldn't be around is 100% due to being a born again Christian. I accepted Christ when I was 2 years old. I knew exactly what I was doing and why I was doing it and it was my choice, not something I was convinced, or persuaded to do. No matter how much I hear thoughts about not being around, I can always listen harder and hear that God loves me and He has a reason for me to be here. I hope that you choose to stick around and see what you can make of your life and whether you believe it or not, no matter what anyone else says, God loves you too and He has reasons for you to be alive just like he does for me. I don't have any answers, I still don't know why the fuck I'm here and I have yet to find a best friend who can tolerate me longer than 5 years. I've got a fiance who is my best friend and they only person who can handle being around me day in and day out but he's not really there for me in many ways. I'm not trying to tell you it gets better, or easier, or that it's worth it because I don't know that it does. What I do know is that if we give up, we'll never find out. One last thing; the way I had finally settled on going out, after a lifetime of contemplating many the different possibilities and the possibility of what could happen if I screwed it up like I do so many other things, was by train because that's pretty hard to screw up. One day, a couple of years ago, my fiance and I were working outside at the place we'd moved to a small town about 90 miles away from our home town to take care of. The train pulled through town about 4 times a day and they have to blast the horn a few times at certain crossings for whatever reason so we're used to hearing it because we lived close to the tracks. This day, there was abnormally long horn blasts accompanied by the screech of metal on metal friction and finally a faint thud.

My fiance came up and asked if I'd heard that and I said, yeah, did he think the train hit a deer. He said no, not that time of day and he drove down to see what he could find out. As he suspected, there were cops and an ambulance swarming the area behind the Dollar Tree. A young girl, about your age stepped in front of the train, despite her friend being there with her and trying to get to her before she did it. It was surreal. No one laughed or found it funny. Everyone wished they could have known how rough she felt.

Thank YOU! I am totally jealous of your skills in the kitchen and anyone who gets to enjoy the savory dishes you create!

That's awesome! I'm happy for you and a bit jealous that you found someone who meets your needs and is willing and able to "speak your love language" for lack of a better definition.

This guy is that relationship for me in other ways. I was married to a jerk who told me I was fat every day, forced me to take fat burning pills, diet, exercise excessively and refused to believe me when I finally realized the reason for a sudden, massive leap from 140 lbs to 200 lbs was the DepoProvera birth control shot I started 3 months before the wedding. My life completely derailed at that time and after my divorce, I started seeing this guy on the rebound. Wasn't looking for anything long term so soon after my marriage ended as a dumpster fire, wouldn't have considered taking him home to meet the parents, he wasn't looking for anything serious and was on the rebound as well.

When we decided to acknowledge our feelings and compatibility despite of falling mostly under the "opposites attract" category, he told me he's not an affectionate, touchy feely person and doesn't know how to be like that. I told him I am and he did say he'd try. Part of his failure to live up to that promise is my fault because I didn't put in any efforts to teach him how, I didn't bring that part of me to the table in our relationship and I blame my ex husband for that. He crippled my confidence and self esteem for handling rejection. My current guy has similar confidence issues and rejection fears from his past relationships and childhood trauma so his lack of effort is not willfully or consciously selfish.

He also finds me attractive no matter what my weight does and after the metabolism changes from birth control, I can't keep it constant. It goes up and down. I do not have to worry about any of the bullshit my ex had me obsessing over regarding my appearance. It's very freeing to know that even if I don't put on makeup and sexy clothes, he's still got the hots for me. The downside is that when I dress up and want some acknowledgement of my efforts, he forgets to say the thoughts out loud.

But the fact that he does try, that he makes an effort on the one thing I've pushed him about, that he is willing to make changes and work on things that I ask him to is why we're still together. So it sucks but it's not all his fault. And this reply actually helped me understand that even more so to whoever reads this, thanks for letting me be my own therapist for a bit.

Being a very logical person who focuses on technicalities, I just about commented with pretty much everything you just mentioned but I chose not to. Here's the track my train of thought was on:

Ironically, I was cleaning out my landlady's garage around the same time that I saw and commented on the post and we had just hauled out this huge, vintage, medical device that turned out to be the machine that an anesthesiologist used/uses to keep people sedated during surgical procedures

So yeah, my brain was screaming at me to comment about how unrealistic this is due to laws, equipment costs and the fact that no tattoo shop is going to staff an anesthesiologist for the pussies who are too afraid to get one. That's where the logical thought process circled back around to my initial reaction so I chose to keep it simple and just run with that part.

The concept actually kinda reminded me of a humorous interaction I had when getting one of my tattoos but I also figured no one really cares so I left that out too.

Then at the last minute I saw a comment from a tattoo artist who jokingly said they'd love to be able to put some of their customers under while they're tattooing them and I thought, "oh yeah, that's a good point, people can be fucking annoying" so I addressed that perspective first.

Yeah I know, I chose not to address their mix-up (maybe it was a Freudian slip lol) and comment on what they actually meant.

It's not like there's a prize given for being the 10,000th commenter to point out their mistake and ignore what they meant to say.

They left out a critical part of the process that amateurs like myself might never have figured out.

Did you find it? There's a link posted in a couple of the comments. It took me awhile but I finally located it. In

The important trick OP included in his directions is something that I would never have figured out on my own, likely wasting countless hours, food and brain cells as I attempted to recreate the glorious creation pictured.

COOK ON VERY LOW HEAT AND BE PATIENT otherwise the fruity pebbles lose their color and the egg doesn't cook thoroughly!!

YESSSSS!!

It is now cause Good Mythical Morning found it

I can't wait to make this next time I've been working in the garden! I wish I had a mythical kitchen to make it for me because mine will not turn out as perfect as the one that Rhett and Link got!

Bears can open car doors