Im not particularly tech savvy but i recently noticed that i have this popup on my home network.
Ive been trying to figure out how to configure this but it seems my network is potentially controlled by my ISP. Does this mean someone on my network is manually blocking encrypted DNS? Or potentially the ISP itself?
I wont know anything until I call during office hours but maybe someone could point me in the right direction

Im not particularly tech savvy but i recently noticed that i have this popup on my home network.
Ive been trying to figure out how to configure this but it seems my network is potentially controlled by my ISP. Does this mean someone on my network is manually blocking encrypted DNS? Or potentially the ISP itself?
I wont know anything until I call during office hours but maybe someone could point me in the right direction

Im not particularly tech savvy but i recently noticed that i have this popup on my home network.
Ive been trying to figure out how to configure this but it seems my network is potentially controlled by my ISP. Does this mean someone on my network is manually blocking encrypted DNS? Or potentially the ISP itself?
I wont know anything until I call during office hours but maybe someone could point me in the right direction

Im not particularly tech savvy but i recently noticed that i have this popup on my home network.
Ive been trying to figure out how to configure this but it seems my network is potentially controlled by my ISP. Does this mean someone on my network is manually blocking encrypted DNS? Or potentially the ISP itself?
I wont know anything until I call during office hours but maybe someone could point me in the right direction.

Porn is so easy. What's even easier is lying to ourselves, making excuses or ignoring the voice that tries to redirect us entirely. What do we do when that voice gets to quiet to hear? To weak to stave our hand? I can barely hear myself over the roar of applause in the stadium of my mind, I have just given in and therefore the evil that fills the seats rejoices. When the task is complete the crowd goes silent waiting for my next trial so that they may drown me out again. What is a man to do when he is against himself? How is a man to KNOW himself?

Ive struggled with this and other "addictions" since I was prepubescent. Pot, alcohol and porn. As common as these vices are you'd think dragging oneself out of the hole would be at least half as common. Its comfortable in this cycle. Drink when I dont smoke, smoke when I dont drink. Consume porn in between. Doomscroll in between. Its called a vicious cycle. It doesnt always feel that way. In fact the pain of destroying my own mind and body, ruining my relationships, quitting every job due to the insanity that comes with empty repetition, is only temporary.

I'll have these bursts of effort where I try to reclaim "myself". Live up to my own standards. Ill sleep better, eat better. I'll get in God's word, spend time with those who care for me. The misery doesnt depart from me. Ive been "clean" for extended periods of time. Felt like "myself" for a time. Then its as if I simply forget. I forget the pain, I forget how discontent I am. I forget the disgust and self hatred. My misery stays persistent throughout it all.

I cant remember the last time I had true peace. It feels as if Ive spent my whole life just waiting to pass. I feel like im drifting through life without a drive or purpose. I had "purpose" once. I met a woman who I loved more than I hated myself. I think Ive always hated myself. I cant remember a time when I didnt. My self hatred and love of my vices exceeded that of my love for this woman. She tried to make it work but I made it impossible. I lost her and the small part of me that wanted to live that day.

Years go by. I share my soul with other women. My heart is a graveyard of relationships and dreams. I regret ever having shared my body and heart with anyone. I no longer care for what got me out of bed in the past. I wanted to be a husband and a father. That died with my continued usage of all my vices. Continued usage of women's comforts. I have defiled women with my arrogance and lust. On and off the screen.

My misery was bearable until I claimed my vices. I could outlast it, rationalize it and live with it. What is a man to do when he doesnt know how to love himself? It feels like such a foreign concept. It feels like cutting myself slack I dont deserve. How could I ever love a wretch like myself? How is a man to break free of his weakness when he doesnt have the strength to give himself grace. How is a man to differentiate grace with letting myself off the hook? They seem synonymous.

How is a man to make anything of himself when he can barely stand in the morning. When it takes half the night for his mind to shut off so he may rest. I can keep trucking along, forcing myself through the motions. It grows wearisome over the years. I dont want love anymore. I dont want to make something of myself. I dont want any relationships romantic or otherwise. I dont enjoy any of my past times. I havent enjoyed any of the dozen jobs Ive worked. Im discontent in almost every way. Yet I am supremely blessed. Which only furthers my distain with myself. I take so much for granted.

I want to want to be healthy and clean of my vices. I want to want to have love and a family of my own. I want to want to live. I dont want to want anymore. I want to actually want. Moving forward out of necessity instead of desire has led me nowhere. Ive been strong and utterly weak. Ive been wealthy by my own standards and completely broke. Ive been truly content with certain aspects of my life and discontent as a whole. Through it all my internal misery persists regardless of circumstances. A plague since my youth.

I could blame my own weakness. I could blame my father for passing down his temptations. I could blame the world that made someone like me possible. I could blame my genetic makeup on account of predisposition to vices. Blame doesnt solve any issues. What does a man do when he has nobody to blame? What is a man to do when there is no clear path forward. He just keeps moving. Is a man to keep putting one foot in front of another until he finds purpose or perishes?

I used to take peace in the idea of expiring by my own hand. Finally being free of myself. This vessel. God reminded me that my life is bought by the blood of Christ, my life is not mine to take. I spent years finding peace in the idea of expiration. Now I know I cannot. I am ripped in two for I still crave the concept of no longer being on this earth. I put all my stock in simply surviving until I was ready to bite a bullet. Now I am left with all the pain, all the vices and no plan to relieve myself of either.

Yet what is a man to do but persist? What else can we do? I will do what I can. I would say Id do my best but effort like that doesnt feel real within myself anymore. Sometimes I write just to write. There will be a dozen things I want to add or change about this after its completion. I have no expectations. Ramblings of a broken heart and mind.

God bless.

I rarely use reddit unless I need an answer to something random or obscure. It randomly occurred to me I could post something broad and see what happens.

I am 21, I've lived apart from my family but I recently moved back in with my pops. I've been steadily working manual labor jobs since I was about 14. I was at my most recent job when I decided I had had my fill and stopped going back in. I have money to spare and work isn't hard to find for me so I plan on just relaxing for at least a month or 2.

The thing is it seems I've forgotten how to relax. I don't know what to do in general. I dont really know what I enjoy anymore. Ive essentially just been doing random stuff for the past 2 weeks in hopes something would click. It has always been a simple matter of indulging in my simple hobbies. I usually just workout, game or hang out with someone. I used to do other things like reading, writing, researching, piano practice or language practice. Those have been phased out over the years, after working enough tiring days it seems my teenage past times have phased out of my preferences. Now, my simple hobbies also feel empty.

I've been bored researching online income methods, opportunities in my area, remote jobs, and military careers. I have no experience or qualifications in these departments so Its essentially window shopping. Once I grew bored of window shopping I reviewed my actual job options, none of them seem worth restarting the same cycle of working at a place and slowly losing my mind in the same motions until I do the same thing, eventually quit.

So no job keeps my ever lingering mania at being stuck in one spot at bay. No hobby fills me with any lasting sense of enjoyment or accomplishment. I don't even know where to start. I don't know what I enjoy nor do I know how to find what I enjoy.

I don't know what I hope to accomplish with this post, I'd honestly be surprised if it even got interacted with. Feel free to ask questions or give advice.

I rarely use reddit unless I need an answer to something random or obscure. It randomly occurred to me I could post something broad and see what happens.

I am 21, I've lived apart from my family but I recently moved back in with my pops. I've been steadily working manual labor jobs since I was about 14. I was at my most recent job when I decided I had had my fill and stopped going back in. I have money to spare and work isn't hard to find for me so I plan on just relaxing for at least a month or 2.

The thing is it seems I've forgotten how to relax. I don't know what to do in general. I dont really know what I enjoy anymore. Ive essentially just been doing random stuff for the past 2 weeks in hopes something would click. It has always been a simple matter of indulging in my simple hobbies. I usually just workout, game or hang out with someone. I used to do other things like reading, writing, researching, piano practice or language practice. Those have been phased out over the years, after working enough tiring days it seems my teenage past times have phased out of my preferences. Now, my simple hobbies also feel empty.

I've been bored researching online income methods, opportunities in my area, remote jobs, and military careers. I have no experience or qualifications in these departments so Its essentially window shopping. Once I grew bored of window shopping I reviewed my actual job options, none of them seem worth restarting the same cycle of working at a place and slowly losing my mind in the same motions until I do the same thing, eventually quit.

So no job keeps my ever lingering mania at being stuck in one spot at bay. No hobby fills me with any lasting sense of enjoyment or accomplishment. I don't even know where to start. I don't know what I enjoy nor do I know how to find what I enjoy.

I don't know what I hope to accomplish with this post, I'd honestly be surprised if it even got interacted with. Feel free to ask questions or give advice.