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2023.06.09 19:02 Fnin70d 21 years old, lost every last cent, losing motivation to move forward in life.
I'm 21 years old. I have been gambling since I was 18.
At the age of 18, I discovered something called matched betting. I don't know how niche or obscure of a thing this is worldwide, but where I was born and live in Queensland, Australia, although its lesser well-known, it's a profitable scheme. For years, I had made my income from this form of side hustle - at the start making around $500-1,500 a week sports betting, which for my age was quite significant at the time. However, while it was a good source of money, it was also my entry into a lifestyle where my main source of income was heavily ingrained into the gambling scene.
For years, I continued doing this, making a stable income each year through my 19s and 20s. I was content through this period, I stuck with my heart, and didn't do anything stupid.
Last year I turned 21. At this point, I made a decent amount of money, and spent quite a lot of it too, so I was sitting at just around $20,000 in savings. It's probably not a lot to many, but for me, who was and still is a student studying in university, it was an amount I felt very happy with.
Then it all went downhill - because I discovered online casinos. To this point as mentioned, I had been quite sensible with my betting, only really taking +EV chances to slowly make rough amounts of $500-$1,500 a week while full-time studying on the side. But once I was in the online casino, I discovered so many things I never knew about myself. I had an irresistible compulsive gambling tendency. On the first night, I lost around $3,000. I think a sensible person would've taken this as a lesson and walked away, realising the casino will continue hold the edge over you, and I could probably make the $3,000 back again over the next few weeks. But I didn't think like that. By next morning, I found myself in bed, first thing in the morning, going back to the tables on my phone. I couldn't stomach the feeling of having a $500 hand on Blackjack, that took me a week to get, disappear in 10 seconds. I couldn't possibly imagine just accepting the outcome, putting my phone down, and keeping my patience for a week to earn back what I lost, and reset mentally. It was so much easier to just play another hand, and win it back in 10 seconds if I got lucky. My thought process was unironically this degenerate.
So I lost another $500, and now I'm down $1,000 on the morning before I've even started my day. "Alright, I'll just deposit $1,000 and do 1 more hand, and if I win I'll break even and I'll stop, if not I'll just stop at that". Then the hand comes, I have a 20, the dealer has a 5. I'm already celebrating deep down internally, then the dealer flips a 6 and a 10, and my balance is 0. What did I do next? Of course, I depositted $2,000 more.
Patterns like this consumed my days. I would be waking up on following mornings glued to my phone all the same, losing track of time, realising I was late for university, catching an Uber because the train would be late, and I would be playing even more in the Uber. Eventually, I skipped classes straight-up, unable to muster any motivation to focus on classes when all that plagued my mind was the money I was down and how much more I would need to win to make it back to the $20,000 I originally had before this living nightmare.
Eventually, many days passed, I was in my dark empty room lit dimly only by a PC screen displaying a game of Baccarat, with $2,000 on Banker, and bold words in the middle of the screen reading "Player wins". Then I reach over, and the last thing I see is my card deposit has failed.
At the end of last year, I lost everything of the $20,000, and the only choice I had in this rock-bottom scenario, with no capital, was to get a physical job again. Getting out of bed each morning was agony. Mentally thinking and calculating the time it would take to work and earn myself all the way back up to $20,000 was gut-wrenching. But, I told myself it was the price I paid for my naivety.
But fast forward closer to the present, it had been around 6-months since then. And while I'd love to claim that I was happy now and had learnt my lesson from gambling, to this date, the $20,000 lost still pains me. I think every few days about how I would give so much to return to that position I was in over half a year ago before I lost myself to temptations. I'm just someone who feels like they can never move forward and be happy with the present knowing what they once had. It's an inherent problem with myself I am very aware of, but cannot run away from.
The most disappointing thing however, is I have not learnt my lesson. From being unable to move on with my self-destructive obsession with regaining what I had once lost, today on the 9th of June, I relapsed. Throughout this year, I was able to save back up to half-way of making it back up to $20,000. Yet, only hours ago, I lost every last cent in my bank account, unable to keep my resolve and keep my life on the right path.
As I am writing this right now, I feel pathetic as I re-read what my life has been in the last 8 months. I have gained nothing, and lost all my money not once, but twice. It worries me how big of a self-destructive obsession I have with being stuck on what I've lost rather than looking forward and appreciating the positives. It worries me how I will be able to move forward now when I am back to square zero with nothing to my name. It worries me how I will be able to overcome this obsession with the past stopping me from moving forward with a clear mindset.
In the end, I wrote almost all of this rambling on without thought. But in a depressing dark time like this, I thought the only way I would be able to feel less lonely and powerless would be to put my thoughts out there somewhere, so that even if one person reads it, I feel like I am not alone. I don't know what to do from here on out. Deep down, I feel really empty when I recognise that now I have nothing to my name at all again. Yet, somewhere I also feel relieved, that instead of spending everyday thinking of how I can turn the money I currently have back to what I had 8 months ago, maybe it's honestly a possibility for me now to just put all of that away and not think about money so I can simply focus on my studies seriously again, and worry about money once I'm deeper down the track in my life.
So, while I feel empty and completely dejected over losing everything, I hope at least someone out there will read this. In all honesty, writing my thoughts like this has unexpectedly helped me feel more calm and positive, so I hope it at least maybe resonates with someone out there. I hope these two demoralizing experiences will be the last I have, but for now I will just move forward and attempt to appreciate the present for what's in front of me.
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At the age of 18, I discovered something called matched betting. I don't know how niche or obscure of a thing this is worldwide, but where I was born and live in Queensland, Australia, although its lesser well-known, it's a profitable scheme. For years, I had made my income from this form of side hustle - at the start making around $500-1,500 a week sports betting, which for my age was quite significant at the time. However, while it was a good source of money, it was also my entry into a lifestyle where my main source of income was heavily ingrained into the gambling scene.
For years, I continued doing this, making a stable income each year through my 19s and 20s. I was content through this period, I stuck with my heart, and didn't do anything stupid.
Last year I turned 21. At this point, I made a decent amount of money, and spent quite a lot of it too, so I was sitting at just around $20,000 in savings. It's probably not a lot to many, but for me, who was and still is a student studying in university, it was an amount I felt very happy with.
Then it all went downhill - because I discovered online casinos. To this point as mentioned, I had been quite sensible with my betting, only really taking +EV chances to slowly make rough amounts of $500-$1,500 a week while full-time studying on the side. But once I was in the online casino, I discovered so many things I never knew about myself. I had an irresistible compulsive gambling tendency. On the first night, I lost around $3,000. I think a sensible person would've taken this as a lesson and walked away, realising the casino will continue hold the edge over you, and I could probably make the $3,000 back again over the next few weeks. But I didn't think like that. By next morning, I found myself in bed, first thing in the morning, going back to the tables on my phone. I couldn't stomach the feeling of having a $500 hand on Blackjack, that took me a week to get, disappear in 10 seconds. I couldn't possibly imagine just accepting the outcome, putting my phone down, and keeping my patience for a week to earn back what I lost, and reset mentally. It was so much easier to just play another hand, and win it back in 10 seconds if I got lucky. My thought process was unironically this degenerate.
So I lost another $500, and now I'm down $1,000 on the morning before I've even started my day. "Alright, I'll just deposit $1,000 and do 1 more hand, and if I win I'll break even and I'll stop, if not I'll just stop at that". Then the hand comes, I have a 20, the dealer has a 5. I'm already celebrating deep down internally, then the dealer flips a 6 and a 10, and my balance is 0. What did I do next? Of course, I depositted $2,000 more.
Patterns like this consumed my days. I would be waking up on following mornings glued to my phone all the same, losing track of time, realising I was late for university, catching an Uber because the train would be late, and I would be playing even more in the Uber. Eventually, I skipped classes straight-up, unable to muster any motivation to focus on classes when all that plagued my mind was the money I was down and how much more I would need to win to make it back to the $20,000 I originally had before this living nightmare.
Eventually, many days passed, I was in my dark empty room lit dimly only by a PC screen displaying a game of Baccarat, with $2,000 on Banker, and bold words in the middle of the screen reading "Player wins". Then I reach over, and the last thing I see is my card deposit has failed.
At the end of last year, I lost everything of the $20,000, and the only choice I had in this rock-bottom scenario, with no capital, was to get a physical job again. Getting out of bed each morning was agony. Mentally thinking and calculating the time it would take to work and earn myself all the way back up to $20,000 was gut-wrenching. But, I told myself it was the price I paid for my naivety.
But fast forward closer to the present, it had been around 6-months since then. And while I'd love to claim that I was happy now and had learnt my lesson from gambling, to this date, the $20,000 lost still pains me. I think every few days about how I would give so much to return to that position I was in over half a year ago before I lost myself to temptations. I'm just someone who feels like they can never move forward and be happy with the present knowing what they once had. It's an inherent problem with myself I am very aware of, but cannot run away from.
The most disappointing thing however, is I have not learnt my lesson. From being unable to move on with my self-destructive obsession with regaining what I had once lost, today on the 9th of June, I relapsed. Throughout this year, I was able to save back up to half-way of making it back up to $20,000. Yet, only hours ago, I lost every last cent in my bank account, unable to keep my resolve and keep my life on the right path.
As I am writing this right now, I feel pathetic as I re-read what my life has been in the last 8 months. I have gained nothing, and lost all my money not once, but twice. It worries me how big of a self-destructive obsession I have with being stuck on what I've lost rather than looking forward and appreciating the positives. It worries me how I will be able to move forward now when I am back to square zero with nothing to my name. It worries me how I will be able to overcome this obsession with the past stopping me from moving forward with a clear mindset.
In the end, I wrote almost all of this rambling on without thought. But in a depressing dark time like this, I thought the only way I would be able to feel less lonely and powerless would be to put my thoughts out there somewhere, so that even if one person reads it, I feel like I am not alone. I don't know what to do from here on out. Deep down, I feel really empty when I recognise that now I have nothing to my name at all again. Yet, somewhere I also feel relieved, that instead of spending everyday thinking of how I can turn the money I currently have back to what I had 8 months ago, maybe it's honestly a possibility for me now to just put all of that away and not think about money so I can simply focus on my studies seriously again, and worry about money once I'm deeper down the track in my life.
So, while I feel empty and completely dejected over losing everything, I hope at least someone out there will read this. In all honesty, writing my thoughts like this has unexpectedly helped me feel more calm and positive, so I hope it at least maybe resonates with someone out there. I hope these two demoralizing experiences will be the last I have, but for now I will just move forward and attempt to appreciate the present for what's in front of me.
2023.06.09 19:01 Nice_Ant_5044 Family BS I want to air out to the public
A bit of background before my story begins. I live with my (emotionally abusive) parents, an older sister and a younger brother. My sister and I do not speak to my brother. My brother has a history of destructive behavior (has punched many holes in walls and other things), he's misused/caused damage to so many of my belongings, and he is also the golden child, my parents are exhausted by him but never follow through on any of the consequences they tell him they will. I feel its also important to mention that I have also always been the scapegoat of my family. Last weekend I (25 F) pulled out my KitchenAid stand mixer out for a little project and found the bowl had been pretty badly dented (it got hit with my childhood metal softball bat) and the whisk attachment bent completely flat. I was distraught and immediately knew that my brother (23 M) had been the one to cause the damage. I went to my parents because I knew if I went to my brother and confronted him he would deny it and a huge fight would ensue. They felt bad for me and said they would talk to him and do what they could to get him to admit it. To no one's surprise he refused at first but them came clean. My parents said they would replace it, have my brother get a job to pay them back for it and he would apologize to me (they were also told many times that I did not want to be blindsided by this apology and that I wanted a set time and place for it to happen). My parents told me the next morning that he agreed to apologize but needed a few days to do so, then spent the majority of the conversation trying to justify his behavior by saying things like "he's got a lot of shit going on" and "he did it on his birthday , he was going through some things and he did it impulsively" this is just the current variation of my parents bullshit for the shit that he pulls. On Wednesday my brother apologized to me without warning, my parents didn't do anything to stop it and just said that we would talk about it more later. Fast forward to yesterday (6/8) my sister and I were talking when my mother came into the room. My sister knows how devastated I am about this and was upset about the apology bomb that happened. My sister calmly asked my mother how that happened and immediately got defensive about it. She said that they hadn't had a chance to tell my bother that the plan was to do it on Thursday evening after dinner. My mother explained that when she tried to talk to him he said that he didn't want to talk about it that moment because they were trying to figure out what to have for dinner. My sister tried to get my mother to understand that since he was the one to pause the conversation he knew there was more to discuss and just chose to drop the apology on me anyways. She started fighting with my mother about how this whole time it seems they have been more concerned with my brothers feelings/well being rather than mine, the person who had their things destroyed. This caused my mother to go into a full blown shouting spree, she said that my sister and I have nothing to show for our lives, nothing to show for the people who love us and that if we are so upset about the things happening that we should "just go and get out". Neither my sister or I have plans to speak to her for now, and it's 50/50 with my father, he has a habit of telling us he sees where were coming from and that my mother should have never said the things she does but when it comes down to it, sides with her and nothing changes. I feel so numb at this point, I don't know what to do. I apologize for the long post, there was way more that happened but I didn't want to make this an essay basically. My family history is so fucked up and complicated, so if this seems like its not a big deal please know this is literally 25 years in the making of my parents abusive crap and 15 years of my brothers.
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2023.06.09 19:01 alicethrough Help me with my thesis! - Looking for interviewees
I really hope this post is ok with the admins here. Also putting this on my main account in case it helps people feel sure I'm not a catfish :)
I'm a student at Roskilde University currently writing my master's thesis. The topic is Student-migrants in the Danish labor market and I'm looking for people to participate in an interview with me to discuss their experience as international students in DK š At this point in the process, I'm looking for 1 or 2 people in STEM so I can include their experience in my research.
So, if you're an international student and working or actively looking for a job in Denmark, I would be extremely grateful if you wanted to meet me for 1 to 1:30 hours to talk about your life. The coffee will be on me as a little thank you ā (or we could do it online)
If people want to PM me, I will provide my university email to work out the details or answer any questions you may have. Thanks and I hope everyone is enjoying the sunny days š
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I'm a student at Roskilde University currently writing my master's thesis. The topic is Student-migrants in the Danish labor market and I'm looking for people to participate in an interview with me to discuss their experience as international students in DK š At this point in the process, I'm looking for 1 or 2 people in STEM so I can include their experience in my research.
So, if you're an international student and working or actively looking for a job in Denmark, I would be extremely grateful if you wanted to meet me for 1 to 1:30 hours to talk about your life. The coffee will be on me as a little thank you ā (or we could do it online)
If people want to PM me, I will provide my university email to work out the details or answer any questions you may have. Thanks and I hope everyone is enjoying the sunny days š
2023.06.09 19:01 KnightlyStars Can't stand it here
284, been here for 3.5 years. Man y'all it sucks. I'm in Texas and I make 16.83/hour and I have finally reached the point where I don't give a shit anymore. I can't quit cuz I don't have a job lined up, im working on trying to get into a dream job, but it's gonna take months of prep work. At my store we don't have many people who've been there longer than 1.5 years, including me I think there's....6, I think, that have. Only two of those are baristas, there others are shift leads, the ASM, and the SM. Im definitely the main closer and I have so much more experience than most of the baristas here.
I don't know how many damn times I've coached people to say at a loud volume 'behind' when walking behind bar, and yet barely any of them do it. I Coach things that are simple and easy to fix/correct MULTIPLE times a day, and it never sticks. So fuck it. I've decided to lower the quality of my work. No longer will I have my super high cleanliness standards, I won't wipe the bar when switching out since no one else will do it either. I'm not gonna push my body to injury or till I'm dripping sweat cuz I only get paid 16.83/hr, this job isn't fuckin worth it. And it's insane to me how just 2 years ago when I was in my first store I had passion and how much I cared for my team. This store has killed me. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of being the backbone of the closing team. Fuck it.
Rant over :P
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I don't know how many damn times I've coached people to say at a loud volume 'behind' when walking behind bar, and yet barely any of them do it. I Coach things that are simple and easy to fix/correct MULTIPLE times a day, and it never sticks. So fuck it. I've decided to lower the quality of my work. No longer will I have my super high cleanliness standards, I won't wipe the bar when switching out since no one else will do it either. I'm not gonna push my body to injury or till I'm dripping sweat cuz I only get paid 16.83/hr, this job isn't fuckin worth it. And it's insane to me how just 2 years ago when I was in my first store I had passion and how much I cared for my team. This store has killed me. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of being the backbone of the closing team. Fuck it.
Rant over :P
2023.06.09 19:01 TreeFucker5000 I don't like my new job. Is staying worth the time and energy?
Hi everyone-
I was laid off earlier this year from a decent job I liked and worked for almost 1.5 years. I took it as an opportunity to look for something challenging, that would help progress my career. My goal is to be remote one day so that I could spend time with my family out of state more often.
So I accepted a project coordinator position at a non profit. For this position I had to relocate with my partner (who is unemployed but looking) 1.5 hours away from my new job. (We have planned to live & settle in this new town for awhile b/c we love it there, and my job agreed to a hybrid situation of 3 days in the office).
I used to work mostly outside in the Forestry sector and my current job is still related to conservation but it's project management.
I was very excited but I feel like I'm going to be miserable now. I was in denial that it would be great but every day feels difficult to get through. I planned to stick it out for a year but I'm not sure if I can do that anymore.
-for the importance and amount of work I only get paid $21/hr with no gas or travel reimbursements -only a few vacation days out of the year -driving 3 hours 3 days a week for work that can be done at home -pulling teeth to get any training or questions answered -a boss that is very cool but disorganized, late to everything, and doesn't give clear directions
I told myself to give it 3 months as there is a new CEO who seems like he wants to initiate positive change. Plus the people who work there are great. I understand my job duties more and more each day but I don't understand why I don't get the support and training I deserve to be successful.
They mentioned that they are busy but don't want me to feel unsupported but that is exactly how I feel.
I figure the commute, low pay and lack of time off would be balanced with more positives but I currently feel like I need to escape this somehow.
Has anyone had a similar experience. Can anyone offer me some sage advice? Talking about this with friends or family is hard b/c the can only offer me vague sentimate like "it will all be ok" and the like. So don't hold back!
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I was laid off earlier this year from a decent job I liked and worked for almost 1.5 years. I took it as an opportunity to look for something challenging, that would help progress my career. My goal is to be remote one day so that I could spend time with my family out of state more often.
So I accepted a project coordinator position at a non profit. For this position I had to relocate with my partner (who is unemployed but looking) 1.5 hours away from my new job. (We have planned to live & settle in this new town for awhile b/c we love it there, and my job agreed to a hybrid situation of 3 days in the office).
I used to work mostly outside in the Forestry sector and my current job is still related to conservation but it's project management.
I was very excited but I feel like I'm going to be miserable now. I was in denial that it would be great but every day feels difficult to get through. I planned to stick it out for a year but I'm not sure if I can do that anymore.
-for the importance and amount of work I only get paid $21/hr with no gas or travel reimbursements -only a few vacation days out of the year -driving 3 hours 3 days a week for work that can be done at home -pulling teeth to get any training or questions answered -a boss that is very cool but disorganized, late to everything, and doesn't give clear directions
I told myself to give it 3 months as there is a new CEO who seems like he wants to initiate positive change. Plus the people who work there are great. I understand my job duties more and more each day but I don't understand why I don't get the support and training I deserve to be successful.
They mentioned that they are busy but don't want me to feel unsupported but that is exactly how I feel.
I figure the commute, low pay and lack of time off would be balanced with more positives but I currently feel like I need to escape this somehow.
Has anyone had a similar experience. Can anyone offer me some sage advice? Talking about this with friends or family is hard b/c the can only offer me vague sentimate like "it will all be ok" and the like. So don't hold back!
2023.06.09 19:01 xDINOxNUGGETSx [NA] [EUR] [PC] š =UWS= United We Stand ~ Non-Toxic Adults DISCORD
Region: NA / EUR Age: 18+ (majority in the community though are 30+)Discord:
https://discord.gg/VznjUrRSuc
Description: We are a community who strive to build an environment catered for older gamers in COD who just want to kick back after work, play games stamped with some great memories. Created in 2003, Adults choose to play with us because we provide one of the most honest, lax gaming communities for non-toxic Adults who want a home that won't have kids or teens barking orders at them, and drama free staff. No other community displays their Paypal info to prove 100% of their donations go towards the community. What we offer:
š Good Sportsmanship and will (no rages or blames for mistakes)
š Friendly, active, and generous members teaching new players while assisting the vets
š Never get kicked from community regardless of life activity (life comes first with us)
š We host charity events for groups like Doctors without Boarders and the Red Cross
š Players on 24/7 there's always someone on to group up with so you never play alone
š Non-abusive Staff that deal with any problematic players or situations in a fair manner
š A L3 Boosted Discord where you can Stream 1080p 60fps FREE for better tactical communication
š Channel Creation - Make your channel, lock/limit it and set it how you want to play with friends
Other Games We Play: Battlefield, Star Citizen, EFT, Division 2, Apex, D&D & many more Survival/FPS games
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https://discord.gg/VznjUrRSuc
Description: We are a community who strive to build an environment catered for older gamers in COD who just want to kick back after work, play games stamped with some great memories. Created in 2003, Adults choose to play with us because we provide one of the most honest, lax gaming communities for non-toxic Adults who want a home that won't have kids or teens barking orders at them, and drama free staff. No other community displays their Paypal info to prove 100% of their donations go towards the community. What we offer:
š Good Sportsmanship and will (no rages or blames for mistakes)
š Friendly, active, and generous members teaching new players while assisting the vets
š Never get kicked from community regardless of life activity (life comes first with us)
š We host charity events for groups like Doctors without Boarders and the Red Cross
š Players on 24/7 there's always someone on to group up with so you never play alone
š Non-abusive Staff that deal with any problematic players or situations in a fair manner
š A L3 Boosted Discord where you can Stream 1080p 60fps FREE for better tactical communication
š Channel Creation - Make your channel, lock/limit it and set it how you want to play with friends
Other Games We Play: Battlefield, Star Citizen, EFT, Division 2, Apex, D&D & many more Survival/FPS games
2023.06.09 19:01 Ok_Forever2174 Is TSA a chill place to work? Thinking of transferring over there from USPS.
Iām about to turn 34 years old and Iāve been working with USPS as a CCA since literally about a month before the pandemic started. However, this job has taken a toll on my mental health. My wife and I have a a son who will be turning two in August and for a while we made my sister watch him because my wife and I are doing full-time jobs and I just feel bad that my sister has to do all of that because itās not fair to her that weāre literally giving her a full-time job. she wants to go back to work and I perfectly understand so I understand one of the biggest cons of working with TSA is obviously dealing with difficult people. However, I worked as a cop and accredit that for helping me learn to just let the person say whatever he or she wants, you canāt control their emotions or behavior, but you can try to deescalate it.
TSA at my town is looking for new air port agents, and itās time flexible. I know itās a downgrade in pay, but I never wanted to work for USPS for the rest of my life. However, before I join, I thought it would be a good idea to ask yāall about the positives and negatives that comes with this job.
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TSA at my town is looking for new air port agents, and itās time flexible. I know itās a downgrade in pay, but I never wanted to work for USPS for the rest of my life. However, before I join, I thought it would be a good idea to ask yāall about the positives and negatives that comes with this job.
2023.06.09 19:00 SeouldmySeoul First Time Federal Resume Creator
I've spent my career in the foreign service and am unfortunately, unfamiliar with the civil service hiring process. I am new to creating a federal resume for a civil service position and using USAJobs. I am struggling with a couple of things as I develop my resume and am hoping for some direction.
First, what do I list for accomplishments under positions I've held in the foreign service that are either unrelated to the job I am applying for or where the position I was in was at a grade level that would not be commensurate with demonstrating specialized experience at the grade level listed in the announcement? Do these areas need to be as robust as those that do apply to the position I am applying for?
Second, does anyone have tips on applying for positions that are only loosely related to your background and crafting your accomplishment language to fit the duties and requirements of the position? Thank you!
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First, what do I list for accomplishments under positions I've held in the foreign service that are either unrelated to the job I am applying for or where the position I was in was at a grade level that would not be commensurate with demonstrating specialized experience at the grade level listed in the announcement? Do these areas need to be as robust as those that do apply to the position I am applying for?
Second, does anyone have tips on applying for positions that are only loosely related to your background and crafting your accomplishment language to fit the duties and requirements of the position? Thank you!
2023.06.09 19:00 Half12Hardcore How much should I expect to pay to have my differential converted? (Ā£GBP)
Greetings,
I've finally got hold of all the parts needed to swap out my classic miat flavour open diff for a spicy new LSD+ Ring/Pinion.
I'd like to pretend I'm more capable than I am and DIY it, but In this case I think I'd rather get a professional shop to carry out the conversion and get it all set up ready to plonk back in the car.
What would you say is a fair price range for this sort of job? I've been given estimates ranging from Ā£350 - Ā£500 thus far.
Cheers Miata
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I've finally got hold of all the parts needed to swap out my classic miat flavour open diff for a spicy new LSD+ Ring/Pinion.
I'd like to pretend I'm more capable than I am and DIY it, but In this case I think I'd rather get a professional shop to carry out the conversion and get it all set up ready to plonk back in the car.
What would you say is a fair price range for this sort of job? I've been given estimates ranging from Ā£350 - Ā£500 thus far.
Cheers Miata
2023.06.09 19:00 Imaginary_Pea_4742 šā¼ļøā ļøTW: sexual assaultā¦?
So Iām not going to go into all of the details to keep anonymity but basically some different instances and encounters happened recently that triggered some memories from high school. (33f) I was a part of a program with 2 male instructors. One of whom was overly friendly and affectionate to certain of us girls. He would hug us(not in an innocent way), call us beautiful, have us sit on his lap, kiss us on the cheek, look us up and down in a strange way, and often when he would hug us he would then hold us lean the top of his body back and keep his groin close to our bodies.
I didnāt think that these things were strange or wrong because it started off slow. First with hugs then slowly more and more different things were added on. He called us his girls. All of us girls were of the same culture and culturally we are very affectionate and I think he may have used that to manipulate us in that way. He made it in a way so that you wanted to be one of āhis girlsā because you would get the best treatment and be favored in the sense that youād be able to skip different classes to help in his and get snacks from him or whatever else. We even got his cell phone number if we ever āneededā anything.
Well, long story short, after the incidences that have happened recently these memories were triggered and I started questioning them and feeling uncomfortable. So I brought it up in therapy on Tuesday. I didnāt know what to call all the stuff that happened and honestly I really broke down because I felt like I was witnessing it from a birds eye view and experiencing it all over again but as an adult finally understanding what happened.
My therapist named that it sounded like sexual assault. I asked her if it could have been grooming too and she said it was possible. Well now I feel all this guilt and frustration but at the same time I still feel like I love this man like an uncle. I havenāt seen him in about 10 years but I still care for him and itās freaking me out.
There are so many emotions wrapped up because it all just feel so confusing. I trusted him, I went to him when I was upset, and he manipulated and used me; he used so many of us.
The other thing is Iāve had some other traumas with men when I was a pre-teen so I already struggle with trusting men and now I feel even more insecure. I donāt even feel like I can trust my instincts now that I know how sucky my instincts were before.
I started having nightmares and flash backs since talking about it in therapy. How do I deal with all of this āstuffā? I want to feel normal again. š£
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I didnāt think that these things were strange or wrong because it started off slow. First with hugs then slowly more and more different things were added on. He called us his girls. All of us girls were of the same culture and culturally we are very affectionate and I think he may have used that to manipulate us in that way. He made it in a way so that you wanted to be one of āhis girlsā because you would get the best treatment and be favored in the sense that youād be able to skip different classes to help in his and get snacks from him or whatever else. We even got his cell phone number if we ever āneededā anything.
Well, long story short, after the incidences that have happened recently these memories were triggered and I started questioning them and feeling uncomfortable. So I brought it up in therapy on Tuesday. I didnāt know what to call all the stuff that happened and honestly I really broke down because I felt like I was witnessing it from a birds eye view and experiencing it all over again but as an adult finally understanding what happened.
My therapist named that it sounded like sexual assault. I asked her if it could have been grooming too and she said it was possible. Well now I feel all this guilt and frustration but at the same time I still feel like I love this man like an uncle. I havenāt seen him in about 10 years but I still care for him and itās freaking me out.
There are so many emotions wrapped up because it all just feel so confusing. I trusted him, I went to him when I was upset, and he manipulated and used me; he used so many of us.
The other thing is Iāve had some other traumas with men when I was a pre-teen so I already struggle with trusting men and now I feel even more insecure. I donāt even feel like I can trust my instincts now that I know how sucky my instincts were before.
I started having nightmares and flash backs since talking about it in therapy. How do I deal with all of this āstuffā? I want to feel normal again. š£
2023.06.09 19:00 Subject-Object 31 [M4F] San Jose, California - Tell me your untold story
Maya Angelou said, "Thereās no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you." We're all untold stories, unsaid voices that are untranslated and unstoppable. And that's why we want to reach out to others. To tell them our narrative and listen to theirs. I don't get the opportunity to converse with people often in real life. So that's why I'm here on reddit, because of this unspoken voice in me that wants to write, that wants to know someone's story. In doing so we're unraveling our bound stanzas, we're given gasps of air in the suffocating silence, we're making our abstract thoughts a concrete portrait.
I'm searching for a long-term correspondence, an intimate intellectual imaginative connection that travels into our unexplored continents, where we write freely without censoring our soul, following the relentless stream of consciousness to see where it leads. The most foreign place is another person's mind, because it's something we can never have access to, so what better way than to seek what is unattainable, what is forever out of my reach? I want to reach into it anyway, I want to write anyway even if the blueness in the sky is too far for my to reach, even if I don't know what it's like to be you, I want to try to understand. I want to understand because there's a painful passion that urges me to, an otherworldly desire to find someone who I get and who gets me, to find someplace sincere and wholesome and comfortable where the tumults and troubles of the world are diminished, where we can say the stuff we never get to say but want to.
I crave those long rambly heart-to-heart kind of conversations. The kind of conversations where you are an islet and the other person is an ocean, where you want to explore the sea that is their mind and it keeps on receding. The kind of conversations which leave you with a smile on your face that lasts all day. The kind of conversations that is like playing tennis without the net, free flowing and natural.
I use Reddit PM, not chat. Let's send fiery paragraphs of our passions, let's throw thunderbolts, let's gaze at the transcendent dreams that we have forgotten but which awaken, let's look at the small stuff of our days and see how they can be become big, let's talk about everything and anything meaningful and significant which evokes something visceral and vibrant in you. There's a wide variety of topics I'm interested in - science, art, culture, history, philosophy, psychology, politics, mythology, poetry, literature - we can draw parallels between different subjects. I want to draw connections to how your life is similar to the things I've read, to the collective tapestry of humanity. I want to know your interior and exterior, your worldview, your heaviness and your hope, what makes you the person you are. And maybe we'll become part of something greater than ourselves, as we realize what it means to be human through the eyes of another.
It would be nice if I could meet someone local, someone who shares my frequency, a kindred spirit, so I prefer people nearby. I live in the most expensive city in America where it's hard to make connections due to the hustle and grind culture here and I work a boring job, but I like to look up from the gutters to the sky to look at the vast space of potentialities, wondering if I'll ever find something in my life's journey. I'm an introverted individual, someone whoās curious about interdisciplinary topics. I'm tall, dark haired, and slim. My eyes are used to gazing at things in another dimension. I'm multiracial and have learned how to exist in the thresholds. Marriagefree, childfree, and petfree, there's not much I have in common with peers my age who are settling down, but I like to convince myself I'm fine with being alone. With a degree in liberal arts I'm a generalist rather than a specialist, and I'm all about knowing the reason behind everything.
C.S Lewis said, "Writing is like a 'lust,' or like 'scratching when you itch.' Writing comes as a result of a very strong impulse, and when it does come, I, for one, must get it out." Isn't it time you got it out? When's the last time you really got it on with someone, when you really got everything off your chest, when you didn't just say "I'm good"? I look forward to knowing the reason behind the things you do, at looking at your portrait, at reading your story.
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I'm searching for a long-term correspondence, an intimate intellectual imaginative connection that travels into our unexplored continents, where we write freely without censoring our soul, following the relentless stream of consciousness to see where it leads. The most foreign place is another person's mind, because it's something we can never have access to, so what better way than to seek what is unattainable, what is forever out of my reach? I want to reach into it anyway, I want to write anyway even if the blueness in the sky is too far for my to reach, even if I don't know what it's like to be you, I want to try to understand. I want to understand because there's a painful passion that urges me to, an otherworldly desire to find someone who I get and who gets me, to find someplace sincere and wholesome and comfortable where the tumults and troubles of the world are diminished, where we can say the stuff we never get to say but want to.
I crave those long rambly heart-to-heart kind of conversations. The kind of conversations where you are an islet and the other person is an ocean, where you want to explore the sea that is their mind and it keeps on receding. The kind of conversations which leave you with a smile on your face that lasts all day. The kind of conversations that is like playing tennis without the net, free flowing and natural.
I use Reddit PM, not chat. Let's send fiery paragraphs of our passions, let's throw thunderbolts, let's gaze at the transcendent dreams that we have forgotten but which awaken, let's look at the small stuff of our days and see how they can be become big, let's talk about everything and anything meaningful and significant which evokes something visceral and vibrant in you. There's a wide variety of topics I'm interested in - science, art, culture, history, philosophy, psychology, politics, mythology, poetry, literature - we can draw parallels between different subjects. I want to draw connections to how your life is similar to the things I've read, to the collective tapestry of humanity. I want to know your interior and exterior, your worldview, your heaviness and your hope, what makes you the person you are. And maybe we'll become part of something greater than ourselves, as we realize what it means to be human through the eyes of another.
It would be nice if I could meet someone local, someone who shares my frequency, a kindred spirit, so I prefer people nearby. I live in the most expensive city in America where it's hard to make connections due to the hustle and grind culture here and I work a boring job, but I like to look up from the gutters to the sky to look at the vast space of potentialities, wondering if I'll ever find something in my life's journey. I'm an introverted individual, someone whoās curious about interdisciplinary topics. I'm tall, dark haired, and slim. My eyes are used to gazing at things in another dimension. I'm multiracial and have learned how to exist in the thresholds. Marriagefree, childfree, and petfree, there's not much I have in common with peers my age who are settling down, but I like to convince myself I'm fine with being alone. With a degree in liberal arts I'm a generalist rather than a specialist, and I'm all about knowing the reason behind everything.
C.S Lewis said, "Writing is like a 'lust,' or like 'scratching when you itch.' Writing comes as a result of a very strong impulse, and when it does come, I, for one, must get it out." Isn't it time you got it out? When's the last time you really got it on with someone, when you really got everything off your chest, when you didn't just say "I'm good"? I look forward to knowing the reason behind the things you do, at looking at your portrait, at reading your story.
2023.06.09 19:00 RegularRegret-771 How do I (21F) tell my Father (52M) that he is not my Dad but tell my Step-Dad he is?
I know it's up to me ultimately, but I just need some advice. I was 8f (now 21F) when my Father and Mom divorced. Mom got custody, and dad didn't make an effort to see us, even when we were less than an hour drive away. About a year after the divorce started, and a few months before it was finalized, Mom met my Step-Dad, and 6 months later, the family (older and younger sisters, me, and Mom) were packing to move 3 states away. At first I blamed Step-Dad for ruining my family, but after the coming 3-4 years, I noticed Father didn't make any effort to see me and my sisters. When I was 13, my Mom had a horrible accident, over which my Step-Dad and I sort of bonded. He was forced to see that I am doing a lot for the family (little sister, little brother, Mom, and Step-Dad), even getting my first job at a young age to help pay for Mom's exorbitant medical bills and rent. Unfortunately, after a year, the bills forced us back to where Mom lived with Father. Though Father moved 3 hours from there, the memories will always reside there for Mom.
After 3 long years of struggle, my parents got a break! They were able to pay off the bills and move to a warmer climate. But I had just gotten my first job and my first boyfriend (he was a total jerk btw) and I was doing good in school and on the swim team. I was 16 at the time, and Mom and Step-Dad allowed me to stay, only because of that and they had trusted friends in the area to keep an eye on me.
Anyway! Those years are a different story.
When I moved back in with my parents at 18, Step-Dad immediately started charging me rent. A couple hundred a month for a shed in the back yard with no insulation, and at first, no electricity. Mom helped me get that in through a friend of hers, but all the insulating was up to me and her. Because of her accident, she can't stand much. So I did most of it during the summer while working night shifts and helping Mom keep the house clean during the day while Step-Dad was on his computer and video games and cooking without cleaning after himself.
After all this time, almost 12 years, Father has made the MINIMAL amount of contact in order to pay the least amount of child support. When we were with him, he was actually gone and we had to stay at home with his spoiled daughter (my sister, same age as little brother) and his affair partner (the reason Mom left, even Father admitted it).
So I have a complicated relationship with both of them... And this question makes me wonder, who do I have walk me down the aisle? Or dance with me at my future wedding? How do I let the other down without hurting them too bad?
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After 3 long years of struggle, my parents got a break! They were able to pay off the bills and move to a warmer climate. But I had just gotten my first job and my first boyfriend (he was a total jerk btw) and I was doing good in school and on the swim team. I was 16 at the time, and Mom and Step-Dad allowed me to stay, only because of that and they had trusted friends in the area to keep an eye on me.
Anyway! Those years are a different story.
When I moved back in with my parents at 18, Step-Dad immediately started charging me rent. A couple hundred a month for a shed in the back yard with no insulation, and at first, no electricity. Mom helped me get that in through a friend of hers, but all the insulating was up to me and her. Because of her accident, she can't stand much. So I did most of it during the summer while working night shifts and helping Mom keep the house clean during the day while Step-Dad was on his computer and video games and cooking without cleaning after himself.
After all this time, almost 12 years, Father has made the MINIMAL amount of contact in order to pay the least amount of child support. When we were with him, he was actually gone and we had to stay at home with his spoiled daughter (my sister, same age as little brother) and his affair partner (the reason Mom left, even Father admitted it).
So I have a complicated relationship with both of them... And this question makes me wonder, who do I have walk me down the aisle? Or dance with me at my future wedding? How do I let the other down without hurting them too bad?
2023.06.09 19:00 Frankenberryjujitsu Apex Cannabis RS11 Review
 | I had the pleasure of trying RS11 from Apex Cannabis last night. This is the 5th out of 8 amazing strains I picked up from him last Saturday. I had tried this one months ago and I remembered really liking it so I knew I was in for a treat. submitted by Frankenberryjujitsu to Michigents [link] [comments] The bag appeal on this one is really good The buds are a little darker green with some really gorgeous reddish orange hairs. The buds were nice sized and had a good amount of density to them. The trichome coverage on this RS11 made for some really frosty flower. I give this one a 10/10 and think anyone would be really happy to get a bag of this flower. The smell on this one is fantastic. It has a really fruity smell to it mixed with a little bit of gas. The dank fruity smell completely filled the room when I took out some flower out to put in my grinder. I give this one a really solid 10/10. If you like fruity gassy flower then this is strain you should put on your list to check out. This stuff broke up so nice. Apex said he cured the flower for a couple of weeks this time and judging from how nice this Bud turned out I would have to say itās worth the additional time. The bud was dried and cured perfectly. It was dry on the outside but it nice and sticky on the inside. It broke down into really nice uniform size pieces that packed really well into the cone. I give this one another stellar 10/10 on the breakdown. I wish all bud was dried and cured just like this RS11. This stuff really burned perfectly in a joint. It burned nice and slow and was just an absolute pleasure to smoke. 10/10 on how it smoked. I was hoping this flower would taste exactly how it smelled and I was not disappointed at all. It tasted like fruity pebbles with a little bit of gas thrown in. This is the tastiest flower I have smoked in awhile and I did not want the joint to end. I cannot say enough good things about the taste on this one. I wish I could give it a higher score than a 10 but my score is a 10/10. The effects did not disappoint on this one. It did not take long to feel the effects. It started out with a nice boost of energy that turned into a nice euphoric body high. By the end of the joint I was so relaxed . I was ready to melt into the couch to watch a movie. 10/10 on the effects. This RS11 checks all of the boxes for me. Looks, smells, breaks downs, tastes and smokes great. This is some flower that I could smoke all day long on a day when I did not have much to do. But ideally it would be a nighttime strain for me. Overall score 10/10. Such a great strain and Apex did a great job on the grow and the drying and curing on this one. |
2023.06.09 19:00 Subject-Object 31 [M4F] San Jose, California - Tell me your untold story
Maya Angelou said, "Thereās no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you." We're all untold stories, unsaid voices that are untranslated and unstoppable. And that's why we want to reach out to others. To tell them our narrative and listen to theirs. I don't get the opportunity to converse with people often in real life. So that's why I'm here on reddit, because of this unspoken voice in me that wants to write, that wants to know someone's story. In doing so we're unraveling our bound stanzas, we're given gasps of air in the suffocating silence, we're making our abstract thoughts a concrete portrait.
I'm searching for a long-term correspondence, an intimate intellectual imaginative connection that travels into our unexplored continents, where we write freely without censoring our soul, following the relentless stream of consciousness to see where it leads. The most foreign place is another person's mind, because it's something we can never have access to, so what better way than to seek what is unattainable, what is forever out of my reach? I want to reach into it anyway, I want to write anyway even if the blueness in the sky is too far for my to reach, even if I don't know what it's like to be you, I want to try to understand. I want to understand because there's a painful passion that urges me to, an otherworldly desire to find someone who I get and who gets me, to find someplace sincere and wholesome and comfortable where the tumults and troubles of the world are diminished, where we can say the stuff we never get to say but want to.
I crave those long rambly heart-to-heart kind of conversations. The kind of conversations where you are an islet and the other person is an ocean, where you want to explore the sea that is their mind and it keeps on receding. The kind of conversations which leave you with a smile on your face that lasts all day. The kind of conversations that is like playing tennis without the net, free flowing and natural.
I use Reddit PM, not chat. Let's send fiery paragraphs of our passions, let's throw thunderbolts, let's gaze at the transcendent dreams that we have forgotten but which awaken, let's look at the small stuff of our days and see how they can be become big, let's talk about everything and anything meaningful and significant which evokes something visceral and vibrant in you. There's a wide variety of topics I'm interested in - science, art, culture, history, philosophy, psychology, politics, mythology, poetry, literature - we can draw parallels between different subjects. I want to draw connections to how your life is similar to the things I've read, to the collective tapestry of humanity. I want to know your interior and exterior, your worldview, your heaviness and your hope, what makes you the person you are. And maybe we'll become part of something greater than ourselves, as we realize what it means to be human through the eyes of another.
It would be nice if I could meet someone local, someone who shares my frequency, a kindred spirit, so I prefer people nearby. I live in the most expensive city in America where it's hard to make connections due to the hustle and grind culture here and I work a boring job, but I like to look up from the gutters to the sky to look at the vast space of potentialities, wondering if I'll ever find something in my life's journey. I'm an introverted individual, someone whoās curious about interdisciplinary topics. I'm tall, dark haired, and slim. My eyes are used to gazing at things in another dimension. I'm multiracial and have learned how to exist in the thresholds. Marriagefree, childfree, and petfree, there's not much I have in common with peers my age who are settling down, but I like to convince myself I'm fine with being alone. With a degree in liberal arts I'm a generalist rather than a specialist, and I'm all about knowing the reason behind everything.
C.S Lewis said, "Writing is like a 'lust,' or like 'scratching when you itch.' Writing comes as a result of a very strong impulse, and when it does come, I, for one, must get it out." Isn't it time you got it out? When's the last time you really got it on with someone, when you really got everything off your chest, when you didn't just say "I'm good"? I look forward to knowing the reason behind the things you do, at looking at your portrait, at reading your story.
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I'm searching for a long-term correspondence, an intimate intellectual imaginative connection that travels into our unexplored continents, where we write freely without censoring our soul, following the relentless stream of consciousness to see where it leads. The most foreign place is another person's mind, because it's something we can never have access to, so what better way than to seek what is unattainable, what is forever out of my reach? I want to reach into it anyway, I want to write anyway even if the blueness in the sky is too far for my to reach, even if I don't know what it's like to be you, I want to try to understand. I want to understand because there's a painful passion that urges me to, an otherworldly desire to find someone who I get and who gets me, to find someplace sincere and wholesome and comfortable where the tumults and troubles of the world are diminished, where we can say the stuff we never get to say but want to.
I crave those long rambly heart-to-heart kind of conversations. The kind of conversations where you are an islet and the other person is an ocean, where you want to explore the sea that is their mind and it keeps on receding. The kind of conversations which leave you with a smile on your face that lasts all day. The kind of conversations that is like playing tennis without the net, free flowing and natural.
I use Reddit PM, not chat. Let's send fiery paragraphs of our passions, let's throw thunderbolts, let's gaze at the transcendent dreams that we have forgotten but which awaken, let's look at the small stuff of our days and see how they can be become big, let's talk about everything and anything meaningful and significant which evokes something visceral and vibrant in you. There's a wide variety of topics I'm interested in - science, art, culture, history, philosophy, psychology, politics, mythology, poetry, literature - we can draw parallels between different subjects. I want to draw connections to how your life is similar to the things I've read, to the collective tapestry of humanity. I want to know your interior and exterior, your worldview, your heaviness and your hope, what makes you the person you are. And maybe we'll become part of something greater than ourselves, as we realize what it means to be human through the eyes of another.
It would be nice if I could meet someone local, someone who shares my frequency, a kindred spirit, so I prefer people nearby. I live in the most expensive city in America where it's hard to make connections due to the hustle and grind culture here and I work a boring job, but I like to look up from the gutters to the sky to look at the vast space of potentialities, wondering if I'll ever find something in my life's journey. I'm an introverted individual, someone whoās curious about interdisciplinary topics. I'm tall, dark haired, and slim. My eyes are used to gazing at things in another dimension. I'm multiracial and have learned how to exist in the thresholds. Marriagefree, childfree, and petfree, there's not much I have in common with peers my age who are settling down, but I like to convince myself I'm fine with being alone. With a degree in liberal arts I'm a generalist rather than a specialist, and I'm all about knowing the reason behind everything.
C.S Lewis said, "Writing is like a 'lust,' or like 'scratching when you itch.' Writing comes as a result of a very strong impulse, and when it does come, I, for one, must get it out." Isn't it time you got it out? When's the last time you really got it on with someone, when you really got everything off your chest, when you didn't just say "I'm good"? I look forward to knowing the reason behind the things you do, at looking at your portrait, at reading your story.
2023.06.09 19:00 PistachioedVillain Denied the option to apply for a job without disclosing sexual orientation. What to expect from mediation?
Last year I was denied the ability to apply for a position in a government agency because I wouldn't disclose my sexual orientation.
I filed a complaint with the Canadian human rights commission, and it has gone into conciliation. The deadline for a response is in a few weeks and I want to know what to expect.
What is the likely results of mediation? I'll be asking for something to be put in place to ensure it doesn't happen again. But should I expect some sort of payout as well? And if so what should I expect since it isn't exactly the same as lost wages. Should it be calculated based on the salary of the job I was trying to apply for?
Because of this process there is now records of my sexual orientation, which is exactly what I was trying to avoid. Would that be something worth bringing up during mediation? Or is it irrelevant sincere I gave that information freely in order to make the complaint?
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I filed a complaint with the Canadian human rights commission, and it has gone into conciliation. The deadline for a response is in a few weeks and I want to know what to expect.
What is the likely results of mediation? I'll be asking for something to be put in place to ensure it doesn't happen again. But should I expect some sort of payout as well? And if so what should I expect since it isn't exactly the same as lost wages. Should it be calculated based on the salary of the job I was trying to apply for?
Because of this process there is now records of my sexual orientation, which is exactly what I was trying to avoid. Would that be something worth bringing up during mediation? Or is it irrelevant sincere I gave that information freely in order to make the complaint?
2023.06.09 19:00 Head_Highway_5569 ''Just get help!!!'' ''The help is out there!!!''
Since every asshat on planet earth now claims to be some mental health cheerleader, here's onnne of my biggest pet peeves.
Hereās a spicy hot take for all the āuwuā mental health warriors. Stop saying help is out there, at least around me personally. I get it, I get it, okay. Itās meant to be nice and encouraging. Iāll even admit there is help out there for people with mundane problems that can be fixed by therapy. I just want to tell you that as someone with way more severe biologically rooted problems than I donāt know, going through a divorce, grief, losing a job, money stressā¦ you know, shitty life circumstancesā¦. When inherently your head is fucked up beyond crazy, these empty slogans mean jackshit and are infuriating.
I donāt have a sob story about how I got mentally ill. I just did one day after getting physically ill when I turned 18. Everything was very normal before that. I miss my childhood so much cause now I see so clearly how amazing it was. You take it more for granted, being healthy, but I suppose thatās normal.
I supposedly have PANS. I had no clue that a sore throat could make you go clinically insane and didnāt see the link between the two. You can get all sorts of bullshit like tics, hallucinations, severe OCD, very quickly. But basically it means that you have an autoimmune disorder in the brain which results in a mix of about all the worst psych symptoms paranoia, panic attacks, uncontrolled yelling, depression, mood swings, bladder issues etc. plagued my life from that moment onward. All to the point where you canāt function to save your life. Luckily I dodged the symptom āaggressionā, though part of me wishes I wouldāve kicked some abusive āmental health care giversā and gave them a taste of their own medicine. Iāll get to that, donāt worry.
You see despite experiencing tactile hallucinations, Iāve never met the criteria for schizophrenia or a psychotic break. I was put on a ward full of people who did though, also people who were extremely aggressive.
Later I found out while they were measuring my bloodpressure and they had other peopleās files openly laying around, that some of these people did illegal things. Iām talking about entering peopleās homeās due to delusions and attacking strangers, rapists, etc. So fucking sloppy to leave that out in the open for other patients to read too by the way, like we're not supposed to know any of that lol.
So if you preach about āhelpā is out there, yeah sure, but you donāt exactly get a say where you get your help if its inpatient. Itās not like you can book a hotel. You canāt even check out if you go in voluntarily. Even outpatient your help might make you deteroriate because they are fucking clueless on what to do with you.
Even despite my fellow inmates also being insane, (just like I was back then, I was hysterically crying most of my days and wondering how to end it all), the nursing staff was a million times worse. Mandatory I have to say, yes not all of them. There are some angels amongst them. But also demons. You see, Iāve not gotten food for 3 days, nor water except for when I had to take my meds (which I didnāt even want in the first place). They thought starving the patient was therapy for getting me into the bigger room with the more aggressive patients. For context, I was put in there involuntarily because I was unable to take care for myself. I ate better at home than in the fucking shit facility. I hadnāt skipped a single day ever in my life until then. And they taunted me with it too. Iād have rather starved than join the common room because I was just that terrified. Thatās just how a PANS brain works, or rather doesnāt work!! Though maybe in this case it's a little less irrational than usual, since the other patients did try and attack staff and vice versa at times. I didn't wanna be there for obvious reasons.
Some nurses probably enjoyed this and are just sick and twisted souls. Some just laugh at you in your panic attack. Then they get you onto drugs that make you nauseous and feel even worse. If you tell them they say itās impossible, but oh hey guess what, itās on the fucking leaflet. Even then the idiotic psychiatrist kept insisting itās impossible. It was in the list of side effects!!! Why the fuck do they lie so much! But theyāre so arrogant that I think even they might believe themselves! I have never met more terrible people in my life than in psych facilities!
Iāve tried just about every drug and all of them have given me immense issues and I donāt wanna go down that route. Iāve been traumatized by the āhelpā Iāve gotten. Iād NEVER advice anyone to call a suicide hotline after my experiences. Iāve been on multiple wards by the way, 4 to be precise, and itās the same every damn time. Patient abuse like crazy. I just feel bad for actual schizophrenic people or the ones with dementia (who are in there because our retarded country canāt keep it together, fuck you Mark Rutte, hope you shit yourself under in diapers when youāre older) because no one will believe them about the abuse that goes on in here. Because UWU psych nurses are all so lovely. Well I used to believe that until I actually met a decent few.
They admitted it to my parents though, about not feeding me for example. Doubt they would again in court. Though I have no money for that shit anyway. And thatās how these evil bastards keep getting away with it. Because they fuck with vulnerable people. Fucking evil twats.
So yes, Iāve been hospitalized which left me with gigantic trauma, Iāve done inpatient programs, Iāve done outpatient therapy for years, just about every drug.
So tell me silly normies? What help is out there for people like me? After all ''help's out there!'' right?
Iāll tell you.
Not this sickening system. Iām going to try out immune therapy now that I discovered PANS and if that doesnāt work wellā¦ I donāt know. But psychiatry surely doesnāt work. Screw fucking psychiatry, I hope all those abusive nurses/staff get fucking cancer in their anus and I donāt feel bad about it one bit. They deserve hell for abusing vulnerable people, not just me even in particular, also all the other patients. Those people were sick and they were treated like shit for it. Iāve always had a strong sense of justice before I got sick, and thatās still in tact. So please dear god give these people PANS or schizophrenia themselves and see how they like it!!! With just as sadistic of nurses so they know EXACTLY what it feels like when you're on the other end of it!
And one more thing, donāt go here defending the nurses. I swear to god if anyone goes uwu burnout, well then GET ANOTHER JOB! If you canāt do your job without being an abusive cunt because it was too much for you, if youāre a moral person you dip out instead of toying with patients!!
Rant over, lol.
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Hereās a spicy hot take for all the āuwuā mental health warriors. Stop saying help is out there, at least around me personally. I get it, I get it, okay. Itās meant to be nice and encouraging. Iāll even admit there is help out there for people with mundane problems that can be fixed by therapy. I just want to tell you that as someone with way more severe biologically rooted problems than I donāt know, going through a divorce, grief, losing a job, money stressā¦ you know, shitty life circumstancesā¦. When inherently your head is fucked up beyond crazy, these empty slogans mean jackshit and are infuriating.
I donāt have a sob story about how I got mentally ill. I just did one day after getting physically ill when I turned 18. Everything was very normal before that. I miss my childhood so much cause now I see so clearly how amazing it was. You take it more for granted, being healthy, but I suppose thatās normal.
I supposedly have PANS. I had no clue that a sore throat could make you go clinically insane and didnāt see the link between the two. You can get all sorts of bullshit like tics, hallucinations, severe OCD, very quickly. But basically it means that you have an autoimmune disorder in the brain which results in a mix of about all the worst psych symptoms paranoia, panic attacks, uncontrolled yelling, depression, mood swings, bladder issues etc. plagued my life from that moment onward. All to the point where you canāt function to save your life. Luckily I dodged the symptom āaggressionā, though part of me wishes I wouldāve kicked some abusive āmental health care giversā and gave them a taste of their own medicine. Iāll get to that, donāt worry.
You see despite experiencing tactile hallucinations, Iāve never met the criteria for schizophrenia or a psychotic break. I was put on a ward full of people who did though, also people who were extremely aggressive.
Later I found out while they were measuring my bloodpressure and they had other peopleās files openly laying around, that some of these people did illegal things. Iām talking about entering peopleās homeās due to delusions and attacking strangers, rapists, etc. So fucking sloppy to leave that out in the open for other patients to read too by the way, like we're not supposed to know any of that lol.
So if you preach about āhelpā is out there, yeah sure, but you donāt exactly get a say where you get your help if its inpatient. Itās not like you can book a hotel. You canāt even check out if you go in voluntarily. Even outpatient your help might make you deteroriate because they are fucking clueless on what to do with you.
Even despite my fellow inmates also being insane, (just like I was back then, I was hysterically crying most of my days and wondering how to end it all), the nursing staff was a million times worse. Mandatory I have to say, yes not all of them. There are some angels amongst them. But also demons. You see, Iāve not gotten food for 3 days, nor water except for when I had to take my meds (which I didnāt even want in the first place). They thought starving the patient was therapy for getting me into the bigger room with the more aggressive patients. For context, I was put in there involuntarily because I was unable to take care for myself. I ate better at home than in the fucking shit facility. I hadnāt skipped a single day ever in my life until then. And they taunted me with it too. Iād have rather starved than join the common room because I was just that terrified. Thatās just how a PANS brain works, or rather doesnāt work!! Though maybe in this case it's a little less irrational than usual, since the other patients did try and attack staff and vice versa at times. I didn't wanna be there for obvious reasons.
Some nurses probably enjoyed this and are just sick and twisted souls. Some just laugh at you in your panic attack. Then they get you onto drugs that make you nauseous and feel even worse. If you tell them they say itās impossible, but oh hey guess what, itās on the fucking leaflet. Even then the idiotic psychiatrist kept insisting itās impossible. It was in the list of side effects!!! Why the fuck do they lie so much! But theyāre so arrogant that I think even they might believe themselves! I have never met more terrible people in my life than in psych facilities!
Iāve tried just about every drug and all of them have given me immense issues and I donāt wanna go down that route. Iāve been traumatized by the āhelpā Iāve gotten. Iād NEVER advice anyone to call a suicide hotline after my experiences. Iāve been on multiple wards by the way, 4 to be precise, and itās the same every damn time. Patient abuse like crazy. I just feel bad for actual schizophrenic people or the ones with dementia (who are in there because our retarded country canāt keep it together, fuck you Mark Rutte, hope you shit yourself under in diapers when youāre older) because no one will believe them about the abuse that goes on in here. Because UWU psych nurses are all so lovely. Well I used to believe that until I actually met a decent few.
They admitted it to my parents though, about not feeding me for example. Doubt they would again in court. Though I have no money for that shit anyway. And thatās how these evil bastards keep getting away with it. Because they fuck with vulnerable people. Fucking evil twats.
So yes, Iāve been hospitalized which left me with gigantic trauma, Iāve done inpatient programs, Iāve done outpatient therapy for years, just about every drug.
So tell me silly normies? What help is out there for people like me? After all ''help's out there!'' right?
Iāll tell you.
Not this sickening system. Iām going to try out immune therapy now that I discovered PANS and if that doesnāt work wellā¦ I donāt know. But psychiatry surely doesnāt work. Screw fucking psychiatry, I hope all those abusive nurses/staff get fucking cancer in their anus and I donāt feel bad about it one bit. They deserve hell for abusing vulnerable people, not just me even in particular, also all the other patients. Those people were sick and they were treated like shit for it. Iāve always had a strong sense of justice before I got sick, and thatās still in tact. So please dear god give these people PANS or schizophrenia themselves and see how they like it!!! With just as sadistic of nurses so they know EXACTLY what it feels like when you're on the other end of it!
And one more thing, donāt go here defending the nurses. I swear to god if anyone goes uwu burnout, well then GET ANOTHER JOB! If you canāt do your job without being an abusive cunt because it was too much for you, if youāre a moral person you dip out instead of toying with patients!!
Rant over, lol.
2023.06.09 19:00 TreeFucker5000 I hate my new job. Is staying worth my time & energy?
Hi everyone-
I was laid off earlier this year from a decent job I liked and worked for almost 1.5 years. I took it as an opportunity to look for something challenging, that would help progress my career. My goal is to be remote one day so that I could spend time with my family out of state more often.
So I accepted a project coordinator position at a non profit. For this position I had to relocate with my partner (who is unemployed but looking) 1.5 hours away from my new job. (We have planned to live & settle in this new town for awhile b/c we love it there, and my job agreed to a hybrid situation of 3 days in the office).
I used to work mostly outside in the Forestry sector and my current job is still related to conservation but it's project management.
I was very excited but I feel like I'm going to be miserable now. I was in denial that it would be great but every day feels difficult to get through. I planned to stick it out for a year but I'm not sure if I can do that anymore.
-for the importance and amount of work I only get paid $21/hr with no gas or travel reimbursements -only a few vacation days out of the year -driving 3 hours 3 days a week for work that can be done at home -pulling teeth to get any training or questions answered -a boss that is very cool but disorganized, late to everything, and doesn't give clear directions
I told myself to give it 3 months as there is a new CEO who seems like he wants to initiate positive change. Plus the people who work there are great. I understand my job duties more and more each day but I don't understand why I don't get the support and training I deserve to be successful.
They mentioned that they are busy but don't want me to feel unsupported but that is exactly how I feel.
I figure the commute, low pay and lack of time off would be balanced with more positives but I currently feel like I need to escape this somehow.
Has anyone had a similar experience. Can anyone offer me some sage advice? Talking about this with friends or family is hard b/c the can only offer me vague sentimate like "it will all be ok" and the like. So don't hold back!
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I was laid off earlier this year from a decent job I liked and worked for almost 1.5 years. I took it as an opportunity to look for something challenging, that would help progress my career. My goal is to be remote one day so that I could spend time with my family out of state more often.
So I accepted a project coordinator position at a non profit. For this position I had to relocate with my partner (who is unemployed but looking) 1.5 hours away from my new job. (We have planned to live & settle in this new town for awhile b/c we love it there, and my job agreed to a hybrid situation of 3 days in the office).
I used to work mostly outside in the Forestry sector and my current job is still related to conservation but it's project management.
I was very excited but I feel like I'm going to be miserable now. I was in denial that it would be great but every day feels difficult to get through. I planned to stick it out for a year but I'm not sure if I can do that anymore.
-for the importance and amount of work I only get paid $21/hr with no gas or travel reimbursements -only a few vacation days out of the year -driving 3 hours 3 days a week for work that can be done at home -pulling teeth to get any training or questions answered -a boss that is very cool but disorganized, late to everything, and doesn't give clear directions
I told myself to give it 3 months as there is a new CEO who seems like he wants to initiate positive change. Plus the people who work there are great. I understand my job duties more and more each day but I don't understand why I don't get the support and training I deserve to be successful.
They mentioned that they are busy but don't want me to feel unsupported but that is exactly how I feel.
I figure the commute, low pay and lack of time off would be balanced with more positives but I currently feel like I need to escape this somehow.
Has anyone had a similar experience. Can anyone offer me some sage advice? Talking about this with friends or family is hard b/c the can only offer me vague sentimate like "it will all be ok" and the like. So don't hold back!
2023.06.09 19:00 Comfortable-Bar-5674 2 years clean with 1 relapse on 18th month. Canāt believe a relapse could bring back paws
Have been clean for 2 years. Canāt believe one relapse could bring so many symptoms back.
Hello leavers! I wanted to share a timeline of my PAWS to help me figure out whatās going on with me. Really sorry for the long post but I really want to know if this ends.
I had been smoking on and off 3 years prior to quitting and had smoked chronically for 1 year prior to quitting.
May 2021: I quit cold turkey and felt intense PAWS emotions depression and anxiety from May to September 2021. I have not dealt with these feelings before. I may have had unnoticed anxiety but nothing that would cripple me of send me into waves of panic attacks.
Oct 2021 - Dec 2021: Anxiety and depression settled a little - I travelled during this month and felt much better than before but not completely normal. There were times where I could feel the Paws but not as intense.
Jan 2022 - Mid June 2022: This was one the best times Iāve felt. My head felt clear for ~5 months and thought that I am completely back to normal given Iām just around 1 year of paws.
July 2022 - August 2022: First random paws Wave came around the 13th month mark - probably because I was job interviewing and got stressed. I had to deal with intense health anxiety for another 3 weeks. Later, due to a relationship trauma in August, my paws symptoms came back with intense anxiety and depression.
September 2022 - Feb 2023: I moved to a new location and also got a puppy. Magically, all my paws disappeared and life felt pretty good. My gf and I worked to bonding again and everything felt completely normal. Somehow, I was able to deal well with my anxiety.
Feb 2023 - present: One night on early Feb, I made a mistake of relapsing while I was 600 days clean. All my paws symptoms came back 2 weeks later. I dealt with intense depression and Dp/Dr for a month. There were windows where I felt really good. Month of May was one of the best months where I felt back to normal again and felt I was doing great - even normal stresses in life did not tick me off and I felt I am at the end of the tunnel.
I was feeling grateful until recently I read a news somewhere that some girl killed herself due to depression and I started getting these anxious thoughts what if I get depressed again and never get better? This thought caused a full blown panic attack yesterday. I am really worried if this really ends and need some encouragement please.
TLDR: Had many waves in the span of 2 years clean (with one relapse). Desperate to know if it gets better.
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Hello leavers! I wanted to share a timeline of my PAWS to help me figure out whatās going on with me. Really sorry for the long post but I really want to know if this ends.
I had been smoking on and off 3 years prior to quitting and had smoked chronically for 1 year prior to quitting.
May 2021: I quit cold turkey and felt intense PAWS emotions depression and anxiety from May to September 2021. I have not dealt with these feelings before. I may have had unnoticed anxiety but nothing that would cripple me of send me into waves of panic attacks.
Oct 2021 - Dec 2021: Anxiety and depression settled a little - I travelled during this month and felt much better than before but not completely normal. There were times where I could feel the Paws but not as intense.
Jan 2022 - Mid June 2022: This was one the best times Iāve felt. My head felt clear for ~5 months and thought that I am completely back to normal given Iām just around 1 year of paws.
July 2022 - August 2022: First random paws Wave came around the 13th month mark - probably because I was job interviewing and got stressed. I had to deal with intense health anxiety for another 3 weeks. Later, due to a relationship trauma in August, my paws symptoms came back with intense anxiety and depression.
September 2022 - Feb 2023: I moved to a new location and also got a puppy. Magically, all my paws disappeared and life felt pretty good. My gf and I worked to bonding again and everything felt completely normal. Somehow, I was able to deal well with my anxiety.
Feb 2023 - present: One night on early Feb, I made a mistake of relapsing while I was 600 days clean. All my paws symptoms came back 2 weeks later. I dealt with intense depression and Dp/Dr for a month. There were windows where I felt really good. Month of May was one of the best months where I felt back to normal again and felt I was doing great - even normal stresses in life did not tick me off and I felt I am at the end of the tunnel.
I was feeling grateful until recently I read a news somewhere that some girl killed herself due to depression and I started getting these anxious thoughts what if I get depressed again and never get better? This thought caused a full blown panic attack yesterday. I am really worried if this really ends and need some encouragement please.
TLDR: Had many waves in the span of 2 years clean (with one relapse). Desperate to know if it gets better.
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2023.06.09 18:59 DarthNarcissa Let's talk whump! Why do you enjoy reading/writing it? What are your favorite tropes?
I can't even pinpoint what started my enjoyment of whump, but I know it started when I was a kid and just getting in to writing. It really came out in my teen years when I was neck deep in the Yu-Gi-Oh fandom, both in email roleplays (showing my age a little bit) and in the fics I read. (Kaiba and Joey were my two favorites to beat on). College had me way over my head in the Stargate SG-1 fandom and, if you know the show and the fandom, you know who the favorite whumpee is (and yet my favorite episode is 'Solitudes', which is just Jack and Sam whump). I don't wanna say that's all I read/wrote, but it was the vast majority. Criminal Minds was the same thing.
I fell out of fandoms and fanfic reading/writing for a bit, but the FFXIV and Star Wars fandoms have me all over it again. I blame The Clone Wars and Bad Batch chunks of the Star Wars fandom. I've met a few whump writers in those fandoms over on Tumblr and we all seem to jive well together.
As for my "why": I have no idea! I think whump, sickfics, hurt/comfort takes a lot of characters outside of their typical personalities and explores a different side of them. How they deal with the "trauma" and how they react to it, how they interact with other characters, and I feel like it really lets the author play with character relationships (not always romantic relationships). It can also bring characters together. That and I'm a little darkling that loves drama.
Favorite tropes:
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I fell out of fandoms and fanfic reading/writing for a bit, but the FFXIV and Star Wars fandoms have me all over it again. I blame The Clone Wars and Bad Batch chunks of the Star Wars fandom. I've met a few whump writers in those fandoms over on Tumblr and we all seem to jive well together.
As for my "why": I have no idea! I think whump, sickfics, hurt/comfort takes a lot of characters outside of their typical personalities and explores a different side of them. How they deal with the "trauma" and how they react to it, how they interact with other characters, and I feel like it really lets the author play with character relationships (not always romantic relationships). It can also bring characters together. That and I'm a little darkling that loves drama.
Favorite tropes:
- The whumpee being clutched to their caretaker's chest
- Having one character sit by the other's bed while they sleep, just in case they need something or have a nightmare.
- Fading in and out of consciousness due to a fever.
- Singing softly to the whumpee, stroking their hair, etc. while they're sleeping/passed out.
- Another character comforting the caregiver when it looks like they're at the point of burnout.
- The whumpee falling asleep to the sound of their caregiver's heartbeat (love this one so much, it really gives me the warm fuzzies).
- Accurate medical terminology. No idea with this one. Maybe it's because I grew up with a mom that was an RN?
- Breaking down in someone's arms, especially if it's the cold and stoic character that rarely shows any emotion. Actually, anything with the cold and stoic character being vulnerable, really.
2023.06.09 18:59 Educational-Tea-6572 We talk a lot about how Din removing his helmet in season 2 shows the lengths he'd go to for Grogu's sake; but we don't talk much about just how much Din gives up to keep Grogu safe as early as season 1
Din has absolutely no idea how to take care of a kid, but the moment he sees Grogu he's bound and determined to keep Grogu alive. Din then makes the terrible mistake of turning Grogu in to the Imps, but as he realizes there's no guarantee of Grogu's safety, he sacrifices his reputation, his honor as a bounty hunter, his job, his security, and his home (with the covert) to rescue Grogu and keep him safe - with no end in sight as to how long they'll have to be on the run.
Then, in BoBF, Din doesn't take off his helmet but he walks away from his chance to see Grogu - with the knowledge he likely will never see the kid again - because he is told that is the best thing for Grogu and will make things easier on him as he trains to be a Jedi.
Thoughts?
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Then, in BoBF, Din doesn't take off his helmet but he walks away from his chance to see Grogu - with the knowledge he likely will never see the kid again - because he is told that is the best thing for Grogu and will make things easier on him as he trains to be a Jedi.
Thoughts?
2023.06.09 18:59 Nieuman 31 [M4F] San Jose, CA - Seeking a wholesome connection via Netflix and Nietzsche
Finding people who wanna understand the mysteries of existence and grapple with the big questions of life is a rare thing. But it's through these kind of connections that we're able to illuminate the darkest recesses of our souls and catch a glimpse of the beauty that extends far beyond our own lives.
Proust said that the real voyage of discovery isn't seeking new landscapes, but having new eyes. That's why I enjoy reading about the humanities, philosophy, psychology, science, sociology, history, and other multidisciplinary subjects, because I'm given a new pair of eyes to see a new horizon. I guess in that regard I'm like a wide-eyed kid in the candy store when it comes to books, but rather than candy it's deep discussions that make my heart skip a beat.
Personality-wise, I'm a quiet person who doesn't say much, but inside I'm full of untold stories. Marriagefree, childfree, and petfree, I embody the saying "If you love something set it free" to the T. Looks-wise, I have a slim physique but my mind is a behemoth of curiosity and wonder, churning with tides of questions that even Google can't answer, as I'm constantly seeking answers to everything. And standing at six feet tall, I guess that makes me vertically blessed for contemplating the infinitely vertical possibilities of the universe.
By trade, I'm a humble worker, toiling away at a low paying job, yet my heart remains steadfast in its pursuit of understanding everything. I find solace in books, losing myself in the stories and theories, and I'm seeking to expand my knowledge and to see things I've never imagined before. I may not make six figures or have a six pack, but my mind is rich and robust with ideas about life and everything in between. Who needs moolah when you've got the timeless works of great thinkers throughout history to lose yourself in? Besides, I hear the pages of books taste delicious when you're really hungry.
I prefer DM, not chat. Iām looking to connect with people who share a passion for the things that truly matter in life. Rather than curling up to watch some Netflix we can curl up to read some Nietzsche. Though I wouldn't mind doing both. Netflix and Nietzsche anyone? I hope we can find something wholesome whether we discuss the works of world-historical figures or our own stories.
So if you enjoy learning and reading, please get in touch with me so we can understand each other inside and out, so we can maximize meaning. Let's explore the unexplored and savor the richness of the unknown. Because the beauty of life lies not just on the surface but in the depths of our hearts waiting to be uncovered and understood.
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Proust said that the real voyage of discovery isn't seeking new landscapes, but having new eyes. That's why I enjoy reading about the humanities, philosophy, psychology, science, sociology, history, and other multidisciplinary subjects, because I'm given a new pair of eyes to see a new horizon. I guess in that regard I'm like a wide-eyed kid in the candy store when it comes to books, but rather than candy it's deep discussions that make my heart skip a beat.
Personality-wise, I'm a quiet person who doesn't say much, but inside I'm full of untold stories. Marriagefree, childfree, and petfree, I embody the saying "If you love something set it free" to the T. Looks-wise, I have a slim physique but my mind is a behemoth of curiosity and wonder, churning with tides of questions that even Google can't answer, as I'm constantly seeking answers to everything. And standing at six feet tall, I guess that makes me vertically blessed for contemplating the infinitely vertical possibilities of the universe.
By trade, I'm a humble worker, toiling away at a low paying job, yet my heart remains steadfast in its pursuit of understanding everything. I find solace in books, losing myself in the stories and theories, and I'm seeking to expand my knowledge and to see things I've never imagined before. I may not make six figures or have a six pack, but my mind is rich and robust with ideas about life and everything in between. Who needs moolah when you've got the timeless works of great thinkers throughout history to lose yourself in? Besides, I hear the pages of books taste delicious when you're really hungry.
I prefer DM, not chat. Iām looking to connect with people who share a passion for the things that truly matter in life. Rather than curling up to watch some Netflix we can curl up to read some Nietzsche. Though I wouldn't mind doing both. Netflix and Nietzsche anyone? I hope we can find something wholesome whether we discuss the works of world-historical figures or our own stories.
So if you enjoy learning and reading, please get in touch with me so we can understand each other inside and out, so we can maximize meaning. Let's explore the unexplored and savor the richness of the unknown. Because the beauty of life lies not just on the surface but in the depths of our hearts waiting to be uncovered and understood.