I was deployed and got a box from my home unit that was basically just trash. I think it was supposed to be funny, but it was just a lot of scrap paper thrown into a box. Nothing written on them that was for me. Nothing to signal anything. Just a big box of trash that could have been nothing more than the recycling bin upended into it.

That was pretty heartbreaking.

I feel like Mr. Bones' Wild Ride could qualify. If only in a sort of existential crisis kind of way.

Maybe Loss?

I ran up to my mom once, completely serious and said, "Mom! I know why all fat people are short. They use up all their skin!"

I felt like a genius until she laughed so hard she fell on the floor and peed a little.

I bought tickets for a concert for us both provided she drive. She never showed up and didn't answer her phone or anything but was somehow mad at me a few days later.

As others said, Khan academy, but in the event that you need something even more broken down, patrickJMT on YouTube is a godsend.

Are you a field mouse?

Honestly, just where I'm at in life. I've been pulling myself up by my bootstraps for all my life.

Grew up in bumfuck poorsville with abusive parents, joined the military, did some cool stuff, left and went to college, bought a house, graduated, sold the house, moved across country, got a job with my degree, and found a solid friendship group who encourage and care for me and vice versa.

This is all while suffering from an unseen disease that I was finally diagnosed with while in college and have been fighting against ever since.

I am proud of my achievements and I can really say to myself that I made it, despite everything, I made it.

Hmmm, while I see your point on the phrase, my friend group and I only ever use it on subjective things. Like orange juice or chocolate milk being better, for example. If we're both arguing (in a fun way) and have no good points to change the other's mind, then we agree to disagree. Haha

I'm not sure about "expensive", but it was priceless.

My mom had a really gorgeous piece of petrified wood about the size of a cup coaster and as a young kid I was obsessed with it. So one day I broke into her jewelry box where she kept it and stole it to bring to school for show and tell. Everything was fine until I was getting on the bus to go home and I tripped with it in my hand. It shattered like glass and so did my poor little heart.

I remember crying all the way home where I tearfully confessed to my thievery and apologized up and down to my mom. She honestly wasn't very angry, and was a lot more understanding than I thought she might be. I don't remember what happened to the wood afterwards but I don't remember seeing it ever again so I wonder if she trashed it? It was so beautiful, so that would be a total shame.

I actually want them to step away from 5e/DnD in general. I loved DOS2, but I agree with another commenter that the vast swaths of elements made things challenging in a frustrating way at times. Not that that shouldn't be a tactic to be used, but it definitely was egregious in DOS2.

5E is just... A fuckin mess when it comes to balancing the game - said as a long time DM and player. There are so many things that just irritate the heck out of me with the system that can't necessarily be balanced with a video game slapped overtop of it. (Not to say Larian didn't do a good job with what they were given, but still)

That being said, I am a total fanboy of Pathfinder 2e and the way things are balanced there, and I would love love love to see a CRPG under those rules. Especially if it was Larian-levels.

The grill(?) with this perspective was confusing the hell out of me. Looks like Kitty is about to cook up a little something.

Right on the nose with the insurmountable task.

The thing is, is that if somehow you get the energy to get out the door, whatever you have planned is (nearly) always a good time. It's just so hard to remember that when depression takes hold.