I don't know if it's just my introverted self or not but I personally find public group chats super chaotic and confusing to join and I'm comfortable with DMing people one at a time on different socials.

Had quite a tough time trying to handle two chili dogs I made just a few minutes ago.

You know the feeling when you hear someone talking with a stuffed nose, and you feel like suddenly you're doing that nasal talking thing without having a stuffed nose yourself? DAE feel it just randomly happen to you mid sentence and you can't stop it, it kinda just becomes uncomfortable and almost painful? It happens to me like once a week and it never used to.

Sometimes I'll be sitting at my computer and all of a sudden it feels like I'm high for a couple seconds and then it goes away.

Does this happen to anyone else?

You know what I mean. It smells like lilies, rot, powder, and a slightly astringent smell all at once. I randomly smell it all the time for no reason on and off.

Typically after a night of drinking when I wake up in the morning I usually feel pretty great. Maybe a little tired and that's about it. Great attitude. Great sparkle. But the next day I am just awful bitchy complaining very snappy and angry. Can't get out of the negative attitude or thoughts. Feels mosly ok in the body but not great.

This has such an effect on me that I avoid alcohol even more than I already did. But nobody ive talked to has had a similar experience. Does anyone else?

I genuinely feel like most people in their 20’s and up are taking their nostalgia a bit too far at times. I’ve seen so many people post Reels on Instagram that are about 2000’s Nostalgia and almost every one of them is like “I wish I could go back” “I’m mentally here, life isn’t the same anymore” I genuinely don’t understand it. Don’t get me wrong it’s normal to feel nostalgia and remanence or look back on fun moments and good times but there’s other ways to handle it. For me I don’t want to go back to my childhood because as much as I enjoyed it I wouldn’t have met my wife yet and I can’t imagine re living the days before I met her. It just wouldn’t feel right. Also I tend to just bring older stuff forward by just re living it in the present. Instead of being like “I wanna go back I miss these days” why not we just bring those days here to the present and use that nostalgic thoughts in a way that’s living in the present? I just don’t understand it. We’re not going back anytime soon. I’m sorry to tell you that. Time goes on, I miss those days too but I try to do what I can to make the present fun and enjoyable. I understand the past few years have been very difficult for us all, Globally, Politically and financially and emotionally and beyond but we can’t use our nostalgia to dwell on the past. Use it to make the present a better place. Why can’t we do that?

I’m freaking myself out lol. A few months after the r my mom died my dad ended up dating my aunt so needless to say 35 year worth of trauma began bubbling up from places I didn’t know existed and severe nightmares ensued. At some point during these nightmare spells i started being conscious of the fact I was dreaming, generally this happened when I was very scared in a dream I began to develope techniques to wake myself up - either moving so hard in my dream that my sleeping body jerked and awoke or yelling really loud. Well I never said outloud I was dreaming or anything but the last time this happened the dream was fine and all of a sudden I was in a white room and I got the creeps and immediately became aware of the fact I was dreaming I turned around and go to scream out and as I do so a thing (female energy) was standing there and my scream came out of her mouth “FUCKINGBITCH” and I was in shock for a minute digesting what was happening i knew instinctively that she knew I was trying to wake myself up she also had this look, like a smirk after she yelled like gotcha bitch and so I immediately lunge at her to attack her thinking in my head that the movements will also wake me up but every movement feels so and even harder than usual dream movements and we are rolling around and I’m feeling so defeated and trapped and she’s laughing and finally in an act of desperation I start blurting out a prayer and instantly wake up in bed freaked tf out. That is the last lucid dream I’ve had that I can remember but during this whole ordeal i started writing my dreams out and today I came across a post I had made here talking about a bridge i dreamed of once and then dreamed of a 2nd time but the second time I remembered I dreamed of it before while I was dreaming - the weirdest part is i had forgot about this and this week i dreamed I was going into Boston again but got scared because the bridge (not a real bridge) into Boston is scary. So it seems like every time i dream of getting to Boston I have to go over this exact bridge. Idk it’s all so freaking weird. I’ve felt since I was a little kid that dreams are real, but lately I’m freaking out about it lol.

Does any one else have weird experiences like this? If so, what do you make of it?

I live in Australia so don't often wear anything on my feet indoors or around the garden so this is probably all my fault. I'm constantly hurting my feet! A knock here....a twist there...even with thick socks on tbh. Is it just me?

Either saying or thinking them? For me,

You're killing me, smalls

I can't believe you (Megan Draper Mad Men voice)

It's just a flesh wound.

Inconceivable!

Who does this?!?

Does anyone else pickup hitch hikers when they are spotted? I’ve picked up two and oddly enough, the first one I picked up was going to the exact same place I was. I’ve had a couple other chances but have had my partner in the car and they would freak out and not allow it.

At my mamaws house, she has a few steps between a few rooms then the rest of the main house. We always referred to it as upstairs and downstairs even though it’s like 4 steps. My current living situation, I’m in a garage converted to a room so there’s a step down but I still refer to going in the house as “going upstairs”. Am I just overthinking this and it’s normal or is it a little strange?

Recently, I made an Instagram and a Facebook account. I only post to advertise my Etsy and eBay shop. I never post pictures of my face and my personal life.

So, I never advertised my social media to my family and acquaintances but they somehow found me and are all now following me. My middle school English teacher and the mom of a kid who I babysat once started following me this morning. I haven’t even spoken to these people in years.

For some reason, I feel uncomfortable with them following me. I am a bit embarrassed about my Instagram and Facebook. I kinda suck at writing captions and my sister has been flaming me for that in my comments (I suddenly become illiterate. Writing was my best subject in school and I always got good grades on essays. My middle school English teacher must think I am a fraud lmao). I even archived a couple of posts today. NGL, I am tempted to shut down my FB and Instagram.

Anyone else like this?

In those circumstances, they're usually saying it because they're squeezing past me in close quarters. So now I'm going to step right into your way, thinking you need to be let by because that's the only action I could fathom you'd want me to take to honor your request.

If they'd just say "behind" or nothing at all, they could make everything so much easier for both of us.

I'm here at a popular playground with my two daughters...there are 60+ kids running around having a blast, the sun is shining, breeze is blowing, it's a really nice day. I looked around and counted 12 parents in the playground playing with their kids...and not toddlers, they have their own playground, this is kids 5-10 years old or so. My kids are playing with all the other kids. These kids are only playing with their parents while their parents micromanage their play. "Don't go up the slide, don't climb that, don't run like that, etc"...it's fuckin weird...let your child explore and socialize, fall down, run, climb, etc. Theres one woman in particular that literally has been issuing a new rule or command to her child every 15 seconds...I want to strangle her, lol.

Edit: I'm not against playing with your kids. I'm saying a playground should be the kid's world, and adults crawling all over the playground equipment (I understand sometimes it's to keep an eye on special needs, those parents are excused) to stay within 5 feet of their child for whatever reason, is not good for the kids...not their kid, or any kid, it takes away their freedoms and prevents them from freely exploring social situations and problem solving...like these kids aren't gonna think "man I'm bored, how can I make friends with this other kid I've never met" because mommy or daddy is there to play with.

If the playground is empty, then have at it, but if the playground is chock full of kids all around your child's age, let them go be kids and get out of their way.

I wake up at 1:00 AM sometimes thinking it's morning and when I realize my alarm didn't ring I went back to bed and looked at the time.

I dreamt that I fell off a roller coaster once, but I safely landed on a balcony And then a stranger invited me to their pool and I said I can't come but they said my parents won't know.

About a year ago I became obsessed with oatmeal, ate that maybe twice a day for about a month then got sick of it and haven’t craved it since. A couple months ago it was chicken flavoured super noodles (cheap uk ramen) which was a daily thing for a month, and now for 2.5 weeks strong it’s streaky bacon sandwiches with ketchup every day.

With each of those foods I would literally dream about it and couldn’t wait until the next time I could eat it. Curious to see what I’ll start craving once I’m done with this current one. Anyone else have similar eating habits?

They literally don't freaking care. God damn. It's nearly always terrible to drive with them around the area.

I had horrific nightmares as a kid until I learned a few lucid dreaming techniques. Now when I feel that fear creeping up I can immediately change the dream or wake up if that doesn’t work.

But I still get really messed-up dreams, which are close enough to reality that I can’t recognize them as dreams: I’m having a baby without knowing I was pregnant, my house is on fire and I’m scrambling to save my pets, or all my friends and family hate me because of something I can’t remember doing. Does anyone else get dreams that aren’t necessarily frightening but super stressful and upsetting?

Love sushi, raw fish, sashimi, etc. but hate cooked fish. Can’t stand it, think it’s tasteless and the texture is just awful.

I feel like this is weird, it sort of goes hand in hand with my fear of heights, but I don’t like large interior spaces with high ceilings. If I go somewhere where the ceiling is more than a few stories tall I can’t look up without getting weak in the legs

This post isn't about the business itself but the rage-inducing nature of physically shopping in a large store, with claustrophobically narrow aisles, people nearly hitting you with their carts, people stopping and holding up everyone else behind them to talk, getting boxed in when you don't have a cart and you're just grabbing a few things, people ignoring you when you want to pass them, or screwing around in front of something you might want.