Yeah, I kind of sound like a music snob or an old man at this time. I’ve been introducing her to classic rock, heavy metal, 90s hip-hop, R&B, 90s and 80s pop, 90s 2000s and 2010s techno, and so on.

I just like the idea. She’s very receptive to this and wants to hear a different genre each morning before school. Welcome to the world of dadding.

On Saturday, I took a road trip up to my "local" hardwood dealer. "local" here meaning it's in the same state I live in; it's on the opposite edge but same flag under the stars and stripes. On the way back, I noticed a distinctive haze through the trees, not as thick as mist and slightly blue. Wood smoke. A LOT of wood smoke, with no apparent source for the amount I saw. Couldn't see any farmers burning trash near the road, the local army base hadn't said anything about clearing brush.

Come to find out from the local funny pages it was a barn and house fire. Some old couple out in "horse country" as those of us who are actually from here call it apparently had their barn burn down and the fire damaged the home to the point of irreparability.

And all I could think was...good. Glad to hear it. More scumfuck retirees who got what they had spending other people's futures need to watch their futures burn to the ground. I'm happy they've been rendered homeless. I have no FUCKING idea who it is, but they own at least two horses so there's no way under the sun they aren't the kind of shitcum that bitches out retail workers for saying "no problem" instead of "you're welcome."

I want to see more old people lose their futures. I'm tired of seeing young people lose their futures, let's do old people for awhile.

Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?

You know, the CIA boss based on Sir Patrick Stewart from American Dad. Even if Sir Patrick Stewart isn't a person I'd ever meet in my life, he is still a real person, and I don't really want to do weird stuff to a real person, but his hot, degenerate character? Yessir!

I would totally watch him sleep and cuddle in bed with him to feel his sweat on a hot day while he's completely out and unaware. I would listen to his soft snoring. I would poke his face and see if he wakes up, then I would cuddle some more.

I'd ask him to lend me his clothes after he'd been exercising in them, because we know he's in top shape. Then, I could be drenched in his stinky sweat and smell his scent, his STENCH, his sweaty stinky stench.

Thank you for listening to my TED talk.

If they are so damn smart, why do they spend so much time on social media?

"I'm a founder"

"I'm a mom, AI CEO and Venture Capitalist"

"I'm a professor at NYU"

Dude. You are literally spending hours posting shit on X

Shouldn't you be reading books? Focusing? Reading papers?

Preparing your courses?

Running your business?

Why are you spending hours posting shit on a garbage social media network?

There is overwhelming evidence that using social media is detrimental to the ability to focus and do intellectually demanding tasks.

JK Rowling didn't write Harry Potter by spending her time on social media. George R. R. Martin didn't write Game of Throne by spending time on social media.

Today's social media is a dumpster fire.

Right now, the only reason I use that trash is because I'm very depressed and I have other issues. In fact, social media contributes to depression and I'm trying to fix my life.

And these "elite people" are posting on the worst social media website?!

We are supposed to believe you just write scientific papers and share them on X? And you also run Silicon Valley businesses? And you actually teach courses at top universities?

Who exactly are you kidding?

You get a proportion of the doggy benefits and they're always happy to see you!

But you don't have to deal with any of the doggy responsibilities such as taking them for walkies in the rain, or picking up their poops.

So I get attracted to the noise people make when they sleep: snoring. I tend to prefer lighter snores that just help me sleep at night without being obnoxious, but the fact that they make such a sound and they're completely unaware of anything I might do, especially if I'm watching them while they're defenseless (but I wouldn't actively kiss them or worse or something), is so wonderful to me.

Hi, I’m using this because it’s the instance I’m on right now and I can connect with Scandinavian people and talk about it. I lowkey want to move to Norway or something but anywhere is fine as long as it’s not the USA. Problems? Money, I can’t just move to another country in a snap, and my family is super Trumper and patriotic. They are super against moving to another country and learning another language

When I wake up, I'll be an adult. Tomorrow is my birthday. I'm so not ready.

I think, not self-diagnosing.

I always have to have the spotlight due to being dismissed and bullied constantly. I'm an attention whore who constantly looks for validation from every little thing and NEEDS to post something to get my thoughts heard and talk to someone so they listen to me and I have their attention.

I'm autistic which also could have something to do with it, and I always get the "narcissistic" or "attention seeking" personality in quizzes though I know these quizzes are bullshit.

I get very depressed when I'm ignored.

I can't bear to think of myself in a negative light nor work on myself barely because it makes me depressed and I'm so "addicted" to good times. I only like people who treat me well, anyone else is treating me badly and I see them as a bully or a bad person.

I was violent when I was younger, questioned authority and rules. Now I'm not because I see that people logically must have the same feelings as me and are human like me, not side characters or NPCs, so I don't hurt them. I threw chairs in kindergarten due to anger issues not caring who it hurt and struggled with empathy.

Sometimes, if I've been through something bad, I can empathize with them, but I often struggle empathizing unless I'm in the right mood or moment, especially with TV shows because I know they're not real.

I empathize only really with people who "earned" it, and I really am a bad person.

People have said I feel remorse, but not guilt I think.

So, yeah... my Dad is a narcissist. It would make sense if I was a narcissist who hides it well somehow. But no one would believe me since I hide it so well, I just seem like a hyperactive attention seeker who is somewhat extroverted.

Mom has said to have BPD traits but she is hyperempathetic. I am also a lot like my dad and he only cares about people he can get something out of who give him attention somewhat. He only empathizes with people he cares about too.

I’ve been working with so many students who turn to it as a first resort for everything. The second a problem stumps them, it’s AI. The first source for research is AI.

It’s not even about the tech, there’s just something about not wanting to learn that deeply upsets me. It’s not really something I can understand. There is no reason to avoid getting better at writing.

So when I was 12, way back like 6 years ago, I was in eighth grade (skipped a grade), I was in a group chat with my friends and we'd gotten each other's numbers. We Zoomed each other too.

Anyway, let's call this crush of mine, "Helen". She was my best friend in sixth grade, but something awakened in me one night in eighth grade where I suddenly found her the prettiest, coolest girl in my grade.

She would act like we were best friends one minute, give me stuff, wanna hang out with me, compliment me, help me with school work, and even call me her "husband/hubby" and say we should get married.

However, the next, she'd act mean, snippy, and reject anything I did or said, but if her friends did the same thing, she'd agree and like it. Like one time, I asked if she wanted a grape. She said no, because I was the one who had the grape, but as soon as I gave it to "Beatrice" and Beatrice gave it to Helen, she took it because Beatrice gave it to her.

One time, we were on a field trip and I've seen her friends run up to her and say hi before, so I did the same thing. She got mad and told one of her friends I was a creepy stalker.

By the way, I'm neurodivergent if that matters and explains my behavior/treatment.

She doesn't answer her phone barely anymore and most likely doesn't wanna talk to me, so I can't ask her myself. Plus, she'd deny it either way, she's super Christian with internalized homophobia.

So there used to be this one person I talked to, "Alex" (any pronouns, nb?). Anyway, I found out they were actually close friends with these "fortune tellers" who kept wanting me to send nudes and do roleplays where they would have sex with me without my consent (so rapey pedophilic roleplays).

Like, out of nowhere, the fortune tellers would say shit like "(kisses your pussy and fucks you)".

Well, anyway, Alex would always want me to sext them and would get mad and not talk to me if I didn't. Whenever I'd talk to them, they'd change the subject to something sexual and get impatient with me.

They would always talk to me about meeting up with me and wanted to know so much about me but whenever I asked them, they wouldn't tell me and would dodge the question, like they asked what state I lived in. I told them, but when I said "What about you?" they said "Don't worry about it."

I asked them if we could call and they always wanted videos and voice clips of me, but would refuse when I asked them and would say "Oh, let's just meet up, I don't want to call".

I am experiencing a rough time in which I really was sorely needing the validation of being around people who liked me, but due to unfortunate luck, it all went to hell. My morale is lower than ever, and I still need to finish the awful and dehumanising process that made me so low in the first place

I am just don't know who I am. I've had to spend hours and hours writing about the worst of my worst days, which effectively feels like I'm just saying I'm nothing more than a waste of resources. I know that it's not sustainable to rely on external validation for self worth, but I just needed people to remind me that I'm a person. That's probably a bad way of describing the problem — I wish I knew what good there exists in me that's worth fighting for, to provide a contrast to the awful shit I'm having to immerse myself in

It's going on so much in our world, even if I try to ignore it. I try to think conservatives aren't all bad, but every one I've seen is awful. Now I think they're all bad, sadly. Take this one user for example online, saying immigrants are evil but then following it up with "I don't HATE immigrants". Uh, yeah, sure you don't. Defending Trump, rape, and pedophilia too thinking it's a good thing too. How evil do you have to be?

And another thing, people either denying or making fun of people like Anne Frank for showing attraction to not only boys but other girls.

That's all I have to say...

And yeah, I get the whole "you made a mistake thinking Conservatives were good" thing, I know. I learned and I don't think they're so good anymore.

When you tell people you have OCD they think your a neat freak or something. No! I live in near constant dread and anxiety from everything from "will eating this bread kill me?" to vile and disturbing shit that I don't feel comfortable sharing with to anyone other than a therapist. People don't understand. They don't see how it eats away at you. Doubting who you are or why you do the things you do, doubting what you know to be true, constantly second guessing yourself. It's absolute hell. I wouldn't wish this on anyone. I'm not posting this for sympathy. More so curious if anyone can relate. Misery loves company I guess.

So we are polyamorous now and we are back together, Nikki and I. Max and I are now dating too.

Due to low self esteem and poor social skills, i dont usually approach women irl, also i fear im making them scaried or im bothering them. When i do, im usually rejected and i get really sad over this and i usually drink alcohol as a coping mechanism. All girls i approached in my life rejected me. I know im not entitled to relationships or anything and they have all the right to reject me, but i still get very sad over this, but i feel like using alcohol only makes things worse. I approached a girl at the gym, asked for her name, presented myself, i told her i considered her and her smile and voice beautiful, but ultimately i was rejected. I dont know if im overreacting or if its fine to drink in such occasions.

Sometimes it really feels like it would just be easier to let my cancer kill me.

I have never really had real support from anyone in my life, ever. No one who really stood up for me or was there when I needed support and understanding the most. My longest-term ex treated me like I was her caretaker, even after I was diagnosed with cancer, which was a much more severe problem than any of her issues. She would make my cancer all about how it made her feel and ignore how I felt. My family like my mother and sister have consistently acted like I'm just a burden.

I feel lucky that Medicaid has covered my treatment so far, but I'm probably going to lose access to Medicaid in 2027 because I'm not considered disabled.

I have been trying to change that and trying to get cash assistance because I have been flat broke for months and I am staying with my elderly mother who holds kicking me out into the street over me like a weapon. She doesn't care I have no options and did nothing at all to be saddled with this cancer, I should "have done more with my life." I have done ten times more with my life than she did with hers, but because the system rewarded her and fucked me that's my fault apparently. I wish she had done more with her life so she hadn't treated me like a burden that was always dead last in her priorities my entire life. I resent this fucking house and I've told her that for two decades because this house that she lives in to keep up with the Joneses and can't actually afford to upkeep or live in (living beyond her means) was more important to her than me. Living here alone for 20 years without ever taking on a roommate so she could have some money saved for things like the entirely new septic system she just had to put in because the 70 year old one she had never done maintenance on finally failed catastrophically. She has the gall to complain about how she wishes she had her place to herself again to someone who has lived with roommates and in apartments by other people's rules his whole life. I've barely been here a year, I don't do anything except sit in my room and try not to use electricity or heat other than my computer. I don't ask her for money, I buy all my food from food stamps (which I might lose soon too because of the new work requirements). I don't see how me being in a room in the corner of the basement which accounts for less than 1/10th the total size of the house which has six fucking functional bedrooms as well as a huge living room, kitchen, laundry room, workbench area, and storage is so fucking intrusive when she has the whole upstairs (three of six rooms/kitchen/living room/bathroom upstairs).

I keep getting the runaround at DSHS and I could be waiting years for my Social Security disability claim to go through even though I am being represented by a local law firm that specializes in disability claims. I am running so far behind on the few bills I have of my own and I owe my mother so much money for bills and it's just piling up and I feel nauseous from the anxiety daily and can't stop crying.

It's bad enough feeling like my country doesn't care if I live or die, but to do it all alone without a partner who has my back is maddening. All I want is to hold someone and be held by someone who will kiss me and tell me it's all going to be okay even if that's them just comforting me and they know it's not true. Having someone that I feel close to.

I just feel so fucking alone in all this and I'm so sick of online dating because I'm embarrassed to try to meet women in public because my life is a mess and I hate matching with women and sending introductory messages and then just never even have them read the response let alone respond. I'm so tired of feeling so fucking invisible. I'm so tired of feeling worthless to everyone in this world. I see so many people torn up about their relationships with people who treat them like crap and it makes me crazy because I am so desperate to be loved and have so much love to give and it's heartbreaking that people are being hurt by people who don't even love them and I can't even find someone to give my love to.

I'm just so alone and I'm so sick of being alone and lost and feeling hopeless and unloved and worthless. Worthless to my family, worthless to my country, unworthy of being loved.

It just feels like it would be so much easier to just let my cancer kill me. I don't know what else to do anymore. All I do is spend all my time alone staring at the computer and doing nothing but scrolling Lemmy and making dumb comments to try to pass the time and it's killing me. I need to feel worth something to someone or I seriously think I'm on the verge of truly giving up.

Sorry for the disjointed ramble. I haven't slept much in days and have been crying all day after being politely told to essentially go fuck myself in terms of getting help at DSHS earlier today.

Unless he breaks up with me, as long as that doesn’t happen, I will stay by his side and I no longer care that he seems to prefer someone else over me. I guess that’s how our poly relationship will work and I should suck it up. I love him anyway and he’ll be spending time with just me at therapy group.

So after everything that happened, she said she’s suicidal and may or may not do it and that if she doesn’t respond, she did it or is in the hospital. If she does, she will let me know that she’s alive or decided not to kill herself. She says I didn’t make her kill herself but I’m in shock

Either way he's for sure not into me. My boyfriend Avery and I are polyamorous, I'm also dating this girl Amy and he's dating this guy Alex.

Some people not on here have suggested that Avery might be gay and I'm a "beard" for him as he spends way more time with Alex than me. Even if it's not true, he definitely isn't into me.

He also said "IDK honestly" when I asked if we could hang out again like old times and have him spend equal time with us instead of him being on the phone with Alex and talking about him every time we talk. It's all he talks about when he's not leaving my messages on read but I know he'd think I was selfish if I told him to knock it off.

This happened a while back. Just something I thought I'd share.

I work as a tradesman on construction sites. There's this electrician - a few years older than me - who I'd never met on any previous jobs. Never talked to him before, but I'd noticed he always had this annoyed, kinda smug look on his face and gave off pretty toxic vibes, in my opinion. The guy never even seemed to greet anyone in the mornings and just didn't seem like a nice person to be around.

One day I'm up on a scissor lift working on the ceiling, with my tools and supplies sitting on the ground next to the lift. This same sparky comes over to work on something nearby, decides my stuff is in his way, and starts aggressively kicking it aside - visibly pissed off.

I don't react right away, but a bit later I climb down, go over to him, and ask him to step aside for a second because I need to ask him something. He comes over looking completely clueless about what's up. I then threw a perfect uppercut... just kidding. I asked if everything was alright and whether I'd unknowingly wronged him in some way. He said no - looking confused - so I explained that I felt a little disrespected by the way he angrily kicked my tools around like that and just wanted to know if it was because of something I'd done.

He acknowledged that he'd acted unprofessionally and apologized.

To this day he greets me every single time we cross paths.

So I’m only 15. While I hope my boyfriend is the one for me, I also doubt it. I have had a girlfriend “Amy” since I was 12 but I am polyamorous and so is my boyfriend “Avery”. He is also dating some dude who I’ll call “Alex” since his name starts with the same letter as Avery’s and my girlfriend’s.

He said he’d love to call sometime and I’m sure he loves us equally, but he calls Alex for hours a day, for like 5-12 hours, and barely acknowledges my texts, he just reads them. In fact, he asked me to hang out with him but that was because he was bored that Alex wouldn’t be coming over.

Idk what to do. I feel wrongfully a bit sad and like I’m the bad guy.

They sleep on calls all the time too at night and I’m trying not to care but I’m sad because he spends more time with Alex than me. I wanna sleep over at his house sometime and do all the stuff they do but he can’t because he’s always busy with Alex. Maybe I’d be liked more if I was a boy…

The company I work for has been bough out by private equity and then dismantled to be sold in parts. Last week a good part of employees have been laid off, and the rest of us transferred to one of the successor companies. Nobody's complaining, those laid off got compensated really really well.

But there has been a lot of talking how everyone feels, many people reminiscing about the "good old days" saying how it all went to shit after we were acquired.

And I'm just listening thinking how we finally have the same opinion about the company that I had since the very start. I absolutely hated the place but couldn't leave due to other circumstances in life. And now after a good few years I'm finally bonding with my (now former) coworkers during their last days. Weird feeling

So it seems to be rampant on Snapchat, the misogyny and right-wing politics. One video had a woman who decided not to have sex or kids with her husband and some person commented how it was typical of a modern woman not to want to make a baby for the family. This user also commented really bigoted stuff with trans and intersex people. It also gives pick me vibes since apparently this commenter was a woman.