So when you scale up after the construction zone near the begining, i got stuck at that red barbecue, i tried to wiggle my pick out but it got stuck completly

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I was playing getting over it but after reaching the snow mountain where Hat was found, I literally stuck there for more than 2 hours, I have the live stream proof, I wa alive streaming the game and I am still there... Just realised that the mouse movements become too unfair sometimes , idk if it's my shitty mouse or the game. But it really fucked me.

Hi Reddit,

So... I'm currently looking for a new therapist at the moment (after being out of therapy for a little more than 8 months) but I could use some help.

I (32F) feel as if I've been in survival mode for most of 2023. Husband (34M) lost his job in Feb 2023 and he fought tooth and nail for most of the year to get any kind of work. And I do mean ANYTHING. (Side note: Within reason due to physical/health limitations)

Now, I became the primary breadwinner for my household. My job paid well and I got 2 increases so I adjusted our household budget accordingly to keep things paid. I'm grateful to husband's family for all the help they've blessed us with.

With 2024, we were blessed with finally getting a break and my husband was offered a full time job. The pay isn't what he was making, but he's feeling really good with it so far.

I feel as if I have been in survival mode for most of the year. I admit, it is my own fault because I was trying to save as much as I could, we didn't do a whole lot (ie: movies, nights out, etc). I'm wanting to change that now because I feel as if I neglected our relationship. I wanted to ensure first and foremost that we had money to pay our bills, food for our animals, a roof over our heads, and food on our table. I cooked and prepped more things to help make things stretch and I learned a lot over the last year.

But now that my husband has this new job, I find myself struggling between my desires to do my passions (writing, gardening, making videos etc) and what I need to do for our household (overdue vet appointments, cleaning, grocery shopping)

I'm having a difficult time finding my balance...

I tried bullet journaling in the past, and I struggled badly towards the end of the year (depression got bad and then the anxiety monster had a war with the ADHD squirrel army) so I barely functioned emotionally. I was on pure mechanical, 'get the day done' mode. I know right around when this extreme swing into the 'survival' side of the spectrum happened... but I'm having a hard time breaking out of it. (Hence why I'm going back to therapy...)

But until I get connected, is there anything someone can suggest to me? I feel as if I went to sleep in May, woke up in August, fell back asleep by late September, and now am waking up again in January. I feel like a broken vase held together by cobwebs... somewhat strong depending on how you look at it, but fragile.

Note: Yes I am on medication and see a psych. They are very helpful with my in-between time while I seek out a therapist to talk things out while they focus on the brain chemistry.

How can people toy with your emotions? Is there no empathy in their heart? The stigma of the “situationships”. Honestly it sucks. Someone immature is to fucking ignorant to give you an answer. You are dating- but not officially. When people asked what happened- you can't say you broke up. No you did, but nothing was official. Months- no years put into something. Love. You open yourself back up to trust again, only to be blindsided and thrown away like garbage. How could someone just leave you within that second. How could you have known that the last text message they sent would be the last. Weeks left on read, not truly understanding where you went wrong. A chip on your heart. You try to put it behind you, distract yourself. Tell yourself you are better off, and that you don't care. You do. They were your whole world and they just left. You know in the future you may look back on this and think it was silly. But how long? Years, at the least maybe. The reality is that it was a more intimate relationship- maybe not physically, but every night, every day, you spent devoting your time, was lost- for what? Every day and every night you talked to them, laughing on the phone. You could be crying- having the worst day, and they could call you and make you forget within seconds. You hate to admit it but they were your everything. You have history, previous fights, that made you paranoid. But you think, if we can make it through that, we can make it through anything. Then, you see them, hear from friends that they are living their best lives, not showing a fragment of regret. How could someone have such little empathy? Were all those months, days, hours, minutes, seconds for nothing? You would drop everything for them, and you didn't mind. They were worth it. You knew that deep down they made you happy. Others noticed it too. They brought out a side of you that had been buried. Being betrayed by friends again and again in the past but they were different. You start to wonder- is it me? Am I the problem? You let them come back when they text or call you randomly. Maybe it could be nice? No, you wont get attached again. The same pattern of coming into your life and leaving again. Months go by and you start to slowly forget but you know something is wrong. You try to put yourself out there again, open yourself up. But while you might feel attractions, you know that deep down, you are not ready. You find the notion of getting into such a position, letting yourself feel vulnerable again, out of the question. Nauseating. They were your definition of insanity. You let them back in time and time again, only to be hurt. They can say that you are the instigator, but it leads you to wonder, do they know what they are doing? Either they are totally ignorant and have no mind to realize that ghosting you like that just time and time again is a fine thing to do, or they really don't care, and they know. You know that you are not the one they really love, but you never gave up. All you wanted was that look in their eyes, but that was always one sided. Or maybe it wasn't? Mixed signals on end. They call you when they have no one else, when they are bored, but why. How do we say goodbye, learn to trust again? Life beats us down time and time again and we just have to learn to move on? No, I am not really sure. How can we know who to trust? People can change, people can leave. Just like that. We mustn't not let anyone in, but how can we move on? I honestly don't know. I tell myself I am fine.

Dumb, dumb love. You have done so much for them, and they never noticed. You chose them over your other friends. Choose them over your family. Prioritized them. Spending time with them was your #1 goal. All your attention devoted. For what? Was all that time for nothing? I don't really know the answer to this question and I am still trying to find out for myself. I just want to feel like me again.

So basically in April this year I ( F18) started liking this one dude(M19) who was a mutual friend of mine in my college. I liked him for a month till I started texting him. In the start, it was all fun where we were flirting with each other and it was all chill. Eventually, I developed feelings for him. While I was processing what was happening, a friend of mine went up to him and asked him out on my behalf( i didn't ask him to do so) . He said that he was seeing someone else at that point of a time but would not mind going out with me. I waited till 3 weeks was to actually open up and confess. When I actually did, he told me that they started dating( long distance) and that the only option he had was to stay away from me. He was extremely polite about it and didn't say anything that hurt my feelings. I thought that it was just a casual liking and will fade away in a couple of months. But unfortunately, I dont think that was the case. I can't seem to get over him, even after I cut off complete contact. Its been months and I still think about him pretty much for the most part of my day. I breakdown into crying everytime I see him. Everytime I imagine any possibility of a romantic relationship, I can only imagine it with him and no one else. The minute I think about an ideal partner my mind goes to him. The saddest part is he has all the ideal qualities I would want in a partner. I've never felt so much attachment towards someone I dated also. I've been in serious relationships before, but I just got over them in a month or so post breakup. I dont even know what is happening to me. There is this constant thought in me that I want to check up on how he is, if he is doing fine, wanting to protect him and take care of him. My brain clings on to so much hope that they will end up breaking up and that he will be mine but i have no practical evidence to feel that way. I do not want to hurt myself anymore. I really don't know how to get over him. I started therapy but even that doesn't seem to work.

r/OnlyUpGame is the subreddit for the mentioned game

I struggled greatly with getting my life started in my 20s classic case of "failure to launch". I had plans on overcoming this was finally getting a start on a career and was going to work towards fixing my social/personal life. COVID put all of that on hold and now I'm pushing my mid 30s and feel like I'm never going to overcome this now.

I remember being told that all are sinner and fallen from god grace. I remember seeing and reasing so many things that were about how sinners were suffering so much. it's true...it does suck to be used in relationships and discarded or treated like you aren't worth much. But the problem with the way i looked at people was that... I felt like they were overly needy for my love....like that's not ok.

I like love...and I like loving people...but I dont like thinking that everyone is in need of me to save them. Like that almost feels the same as thinking everyone is in need of my dick. As low as that is. I really dont want to alway have these intense relationships where it's always super hot...or super cold. Super poingnant or super I'll save your life...or you need my love.

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yeah there is a girl...that I think of alot. And yeah...I'm married...and yeah...but I think the part of me that feels like i need her to love me or she needs my love. Is just ok...human. But im not jesus. and I would rather be able to have friends. to laugh. to check her or someone else out. to make a joke. but to be chill and calm not all sexed up and overblown. I mean I love her as much as I love anyone in my life....but the pressure of faiths to love to incredibly hottly...i think is overburning the relationship and its like it can never happen because its just intense.

Like religions just put too much pressure...especially in the "save me save me" aspect. it's psychologically screwed up....because no one needs more than enough to get them where they are going and hopefully that is a good place.

I think that the whole desire to save sinners is what makes people make bad decisions sometimes. like nothing more terrible than getting caught up in some heroic but aweful romance...where you imagining ways to save someone...as if your cum was a gold gift from god...that's how it feels to think your romance is going to save someone....if that your sex life cool.

Leaving a christian worldview can be daunting...the contrast into secular life is really oversexed. But at the same time it's not...that part is kind of in your head. I can't quite make it out...and i was a bit a of a slut when i was younger. So i just get confused by what people want...and yeah i dont go there. And I dont have to anything that I dont want to do...and neither do you. SO it's a rant. If you read it. cool. but bye. I've got to let go of that.

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I think the truth is you get what you want regardless of faith. People will treat you how you want to be treated. And if there is a part of yourself you dont like...like you feel oversexed. Like you only value yourself for your sexuality. Than find a way to sort that out...on your own terms.

New to this subreddit. But...heres the thing. I'm in love with a woman. She now has a family. A husband and 2 kids. Thing is I've been in love with this woman for YEARS. Since 2004 or so. She flirted and I flirted for some time but I knew the deal. She wasn't into me really. She liked the Alpha males with the six packs and (what we deemed successful) careers in our mid 20s.

We had more interaction that was somewhat complicated in 2010 and 2011. But... Fml. I STILL think about her from time to time. I think back on the 2000s when I was in my 20s. But this woman STILL comes into my mind even though we have not spoken for 7 years.

Not trying to suddenly pop up in her life again and attempt to convince her to be with me or anything. I just....honestly want the feelings to be gone. I don't have her on social media or pics of her or anything. But it just comes up from time to time.

It has become apparent to me that I have truly awful self-talk. Like, to the point that it would be funny, if it wasn't ruining my life. I pretty much feel like I am a horrible person who deserves to suffer, and when I'm not telling myself that, I'm overcompensating by telling myself that I am better than everyone else, and deserve everything handed to me. And then I get mad because I haven't had everything handed to me, and it just stresses me out.

Hey everyone, I’ll try to keep this short. I’m really hung up and disgusted with myself over how I allowed a roommate and someone I thought was my friend mistreat me two and a half years ago. I had moved to a big city to take up a very stressful job with a long commute and ended up rooming with this one guy for roughly two years, between 2017 and 2019. We shared some interests, including pc gaming, and even though he was a little bit condescending and dismissive of me sometimes, I still saw him as a friend, and the only one I had in the city. He also happened to have dated this one slender, pretty girl for some time who looked like an ex who had just dumped me when I arrived at the city, so the whole time I was slightly envious of him and thought that by being friends with him and being accepted by him, I myself could end up being attractive to another pretty girlfriend later on down the road. It was for this reason too that I just overlooked when he acted condescending or dismissive of me because deep down I valued his friendship and company.

Anyway, the stress of that job and the really long commute were wearing me down a lot, so much so that for one month during the spring of 2019 I let him him know that I was really unhappy and stressed and there was a chance I was going to quit the job and move back home. During this time his behavior towards me ended up getting pretty disrespectful, to a point where he called me an idiot once when we were playing League, I snapped at him and then he reluctantly apologized, after which I thought we were back to being friends again. Three weeks later, I finally decided I had enough and quit my job, and I was just stressed out of my mind and really tired. I texted my roommate that I had quit and was moving back to my hometown, and asked if he wanted to hang out for a couple of hours while I got ready to drive back home and he agreed.

So during this two hour span, as soon as I arrived at the apartment, he horsed around with me slightly like fighting game character, throwing one or two punches and one or two kicks that didn’t really ‘hit’ me forcefully but kind of stopped at my body. I ignored that, thinking he was going back to being condescending again to boost his ego but I chose to keep quiet and remember that he was, for 98% of the time I knew him, a decent friend. After that we decided to get some drinks from this cafe across the street, and as we stopped outside the apartment sipping on them and talking, he placed his hand on my shoulder with this condescending look to me like I was a little kid, he had done this once or twice during the time I had known him and I thought it was a little bit too familiar but chose to ignore it. When we got back inside, we played one last round of League, and he called me stupid over making a bad play. Again, I ignored him, thinking that overall he had been a good friend up until today and since I might not ever see him again and that there would be no point in stirring up conflict. After I wrapped up that game and said goodbye to him and another roommate, he told me so long, it’d be great to have me around but shame I couldn’t stay with a slightly sarcastic smirk on his face. I was a little annoyed during that two hour span from him but I was just too stressed and depressed from that awful job and the long commute to and from it, and overall decided to overlook his shitty behavior and remember he had been an ok friend beforehand, and maybe, subconsciously, I still valued his friendship because I felt that by being in his company I could find a girlfriend later on like my ex or the girl he had dated who looked just like her.

Well, a month or two had passed since I got back home and then out of nowhere, I just started reviewing how he had been treating me and then I JUST BLEW UP, I had so many stressors going on in my life and this guy I had trusted to be a friend clearly had been seeing me as a punching bag or a doormat for his own amusement, I was just too tired and stressed from the job and too reliant on his acceptance of me to see his shitty behavior as it was. I have been constantly angry ever since at him and it has been about two and a half years now. I feel like I had given him wayyy too much room to disrespect me over and over again, how I should’ve just cut off contact with him, and now I feel like the only way I can regain a sense of dignity or self respect now is to drive back over there and confront him and beat the shit of him, or at least try to, regardless of who ends up winning the fight. I feel this enormous pressure now to get some form of revenge or correct the injustice, even if it means jail time, which wouldn’t even make sense to most other people because I have a bachelor’s and a master’s degree and should probably just focus on building a career, but holy fuck I am so fucking angry at having let his disrespectful behavior build like that while I just kept excusing him. I don’t know what to do with myself, I feel like this has just been too great of a transgression against my dignity or my manhood. Soo… do I throw my life away and go and assault him for what he did or do I just keep focusing on building onto my life? From what I described, do I deserve to have to throw my life away to seek revenge or to get even?