I’m a bachelor computer science student and I'm about to start an internship as an iOS developer at a small mobile/web development company! The other employees are all really nice and the workplace is great.

I'm also renting a car to go to work, an opportunity to gain confidence in driving and overcome small anxieties. 🤞🏻

Being scatterbrained is not for the weak. last week I was legitimately wanting to end it all. I have a few annoying essential items to close out to secure myself w/ healthcare & housing. My insurance stopped covering my therapy sessions, and a girl has been hanging on by a fraction of a thread. Not even a whole thread.

But yeah, I’ve been beating myself up. I was like “I used to have HUSTLE. I was wake me up at 6 AM to catch flights to go stomp on my opponents. Hungry for success….Leaving no stone unturned until I get to my goal… Now look at me with all these. Goddamn papers and planners, trying to make sense of my own shitty handwriting.”

Luckily, the higher dosage seems to be working and my inner dialogue is so much nicer when my mind is clear. :)

Re: shitty handwriting. If People have complained about your writing for your whole life, you might have Dysgraphia, look it up! It’s pretty interesting. My stomach dropped in my butt hole when I learned, this was a thing. Anger with a side of relief. 🤷🏾‍♀️

I’m not religious, but hallelujah to the congregation! I am grateful for today. Also, I bought some new shoes! I’ll share a pic elsewhere :)

Our previous landlord sold our apartment building and lied to us when doing so, saying it was being sold to a family and that they would give us a 2 year lease. Turns out it’s a non profit who can’t legally let us stay there. We’ve been struggling for 4 months to find a place but we now have a lease signed and got the keys a couple days ago.

Unfortunately, we have to rely on a family member and he can’t help us until Saturday, but still!! We have a place! The only problem is that we told them we would be out by the 15th but some issues came up so we couldn’t move then, but I’m hoping things work out, it’s only a few more days.

But we got a place!!! I’m so excited :D Today we are going to go shopping for a couch so that it’s all ready to be picked up on Saturday and might go shopping for some small stuff the place needs.

I feel like I've been hounded with work that seems to make it so every week is a fight for my life to get the things done I want to get done. No more. For the last two weeks and this week, I've gotten the things done each week I've wanted to get done.

There is hope now.

There hasn’t been a very good record kept of my family and that’s always upset me because I want to know. My grandpa is the oldest living and he wrote an autobiography about things he could remember while growing up.

Truthfully, it wasn’t the more resourceful thing as the one who wrote it out and published it for him didn’t press for details. She just typed exactly what he’d say, didn’t try putting the stories in order, ask for dates, or even check for typos.. but it’s helped me find more names to diseased relatives and back up some information I’ve found before on Ancestry.

Because of this, I was able to find a handful of old pictures we didn’t know existed. Even the boat my 2nd great grandparents arrived on from Germany. Now I get to print them all out and when I visit him next month I get to surprise him with all these photos of our family he hasn’t seen in decades or maybe have never seen.

Back in July or so a small fashion house I follow that specializes in faux fur launched their collection for this year. One of the items they had was a moto jacket in beautiful, very realistic grey fake mink fur (sort of like what Veruca Salt wears in the 2006 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory adaptation). It was $250, roughly half a week's wages for me. I waited months for it to go on sale, but when it finally did, they were sold out of my size. I searched the Web high and low for my size in this coat, knowing there are department stores and boutiques that carry the brand. I finally found one in stock at a lone, obscure boutique in New England that has an online store. It was $250, so not sale price. I hemmed and hawed for weeks over whether or not to buy it - as a general rule I never pay full price for things. Today, I went ahead and bought it, the last one in my size in stock I could find anywhere. Today I am happy because I bought something nice for myself at full price!

Look at my bread guys 🥹

I’ve always wanted to get into baking but as anyone who has tried it will know, it can be hard on you physically. You have to be fairly strong in the arms and back to mix flour and knead dough for 20 minutes straight. I can’t do that, because I’ve got back and shoulder issues that mean doing so hurts like a motherfucker after about three minutes.

Then Christmas 2023 happened. My husband got me a Kitchenaid mixer. I don’t have to knead by hand anymore. I can make bread!!! I can do cookies!!! Maybe I’ll make a cake for my birthday!!! So many possibilities, but I’m starting with just bread.

It’s not perfect, it’s a little too dense and I probably need to either knead less or proof more. But it’s bread and I made it and I’m eating it right now. Yay 😊

My wife, myself and my two step daughters were at the bowling alley. We ordered the sampler appetizer platter. Everything was going great until a bite of mozzarella got stuck when she went to swallow it.

I was coming out of the bathroom as I heard someone yelling asking if anyone was a nurse. It turned out to be my wife. I ran over to them and immediately began the heimlich. After around 10 attempts we were in the clear. She's bruised and has a sore throat but doing fine.

I've saved many people from death during my time in the military, but never thought I'd have to save a child's, let alone one of mine. Thanks for reading!

I'm 19, soon 20 years old and I've been trying to figure out a profession for myself since I was 14 and we did our first profession tests at school. I went to high school to figure it out. IB sucked the life out of me and I barely graduated. Still no plans for the future whatsoever, it felt like everyone is breathing down my neck about what am I gonna study at university, what am I gonna be when I grow up, where am I gonna study, when am I gonna get a real job other than sports coach.

Took a gap year, now halfway through it. One evening I was talking with my mom about it, the stress of not knowing what to do with my life now that I'm free to choose, and she started just listing professions, half-joking and half-serious. At one point she mentioned a classroom teacher, and it was like a bulb went off! My dad's a teacher, my brother is about to graduate to be a teacher and his girlfriend is a teacher, the answer was just so close the entire time that I didn't realise it!

Of course I'm going to be a class teacher for elementary school, I'd love that job! I'm real creative and artistic, I like working with kids, I'd like to think that I'm a very positive and an encouraging person, and I get along with anyone. I was looking for a profession where I'd have a very clear-cut job with enough variety to not get bored, preferably a predetermined schedule, a chance to make use of my artistic skills to some extent, and a bunch of other things related to health issues that rule out professions involving heavy lifting, frequent hand-washing and contact with irritants, animals, and exceptionally hectic or stressful schedules, as well as exceptionally loud places of work. I am aware that I'll be dealing with large groups of excited small children all day long as a teacher, but I have earplugs and breaks from the kids as well as the chance to get them to quiet down a bit more on some lessons.

TL;DR: 'Mom suggested that I could be a class teacher after years of me desperately trying to figure out a profession, and now I'm relieved of most of my stress'

I'm just so happu to finally have a direction in life. :)

So for my Principles of Culinary Science class we have this big old final project to do. It was weeks of research, a 5 page monster essay, lots of chips and soda, and a nerve wracking presentation but I did it >:)

I was worried I would do bad but my professor complimented me on my presentation and knowledge when answering questions. The paper part isn't due for another week or two but I am just so glad to have that shit out of the way and turned in. All I have to do now are my two, very much smaller history essays and I'm done with my assignments for the semester. Then it's just studying and plowing through exam week.

Also another girl made gluten free cookies for her presentation and they were good :p

I am finally allowed to wear bikinis. My mom used to forbid who sees them as immodest. My dad said that I was old enough to pick my own swimsuits. I feel so happy that I am finally treated as old enough to choose what I wear.

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Some time after hitting high school I started ignoring my oral hygiene. Twice a day became once a day. Once a day became very other day. Then every week. Every few weeks. Worse I've gone is months. The only reason I've only gotten 2 cavities so far is because 80% of the time I'll just lay in bed and starve rather than go out and get food. Cut to college and I haven't brushed my teeth in weeks. Maybe over a month.
But I actually did it. I thought to myself "man my teeth are gross. My breath is gross. My mouth is gross." and actually got up and did something about it for once. Even cleaned my retainer and brought it back from being caked in off white/yellow gunk to a clean little clear pink.
Will I relapse and ignore my oral hygiene for another couple of weeks? Probably. But it's a start :)
Even if this feeling will be gone by morning, I feel a wee bit proud of myself

Was gonna put this in r/depression but they don't allow any achievements :p

So today I was offered and accepted my dream job. After almost 10 years working in a commercial business of my industry I accepted a position with a humanitarian organisation, with better Pay, real benefits and with sweetners duentonthe location I will be working in.

I amnso happy I will no longer working in a profit driven field and will be able to see the positive effect my job will have on people who are truly in need of what we deliver.

Its my birthday! And I'm happy!

So much suffering in the world, yet we are all in this together. I am happy to feel related to you all. And today I want to celebrate that!

I am happy I am me. I am happy and grateful for my life. I am happy it is my birthday!

I can‘t go into too many detail because my situation is quite specific and I want to stay anonymous.

but basically I‘m a trainee, and my original contract forbade me from working weekends. the company I work at operates during regular office hours, except for my department which is a bit of a special case. the laws protecting trainees from being exploited are quite strict in my country, there are industries where they can work on weekends but it really depends on the contract.

anyway, due to the nature of my job I missed out on lots of learning opportunities, and neither my coworkers nor I were happy about me being restricted to weekdays. my boss, the manager who‘s responsible for our department and HR figured out a legally sound way that‘s in accordance with my contract so I can work on weekends and it included a HUGE raise! after taxes and insurance, I‘m earning DOUBLE from what it was before!

usually, as you go through the stages of training you get smaller raises with each state, I won‘t get those anymore but it‘s still more than during the last stage.

I EARN A LIVING WAGE NOW! I‘m not reliant on government aid! I‘m not reliant on my partner‘s income! I‘m going to be able to afford a decent standard of living! no more worries about having enough money left for food once my bills are paid! we can even move to a bigger apartment and adopt a dog once our lease runs out, and I won‘t need to worry even the slightest about having to choose between food for myself and paying the vet in case there‘s an emergency! and I can get money back into my savings account, that has been dwindeling ever since I started my job.

it‘s still a while until pay day, but I‘m for sure celebrating by ordering my favorite takeout (to which I haven‘t treated myself in a while) and getting seriously baked today!

I haven't had access to an oven in 7 years. Today I got a stove.

It's been so long it took me 4 hours to realize that I can now BAKE things in it.

Delicious sweet things. Delicious ... anything!!!!

Please celebrate with me!!! Please can you share with me your EASIEST most FAVORITE recipes :)

Since taking him in six months ago, I've always viewed him as a beloved pet, not necessarily as a family member. Cats, after all, are known for their independent nature, and while he enjoys our companionship, I never expected anything extraordinary.

However, something remarkable happened yesterday. I opened the door to let him outside, and instead of his usual wanderings, he chose to stick around. We spent some time cuddling, but after a while, he seemed to want something more. When I stood up to head inside, he meowed and made it clear he had something in mind.

Intrigued, I followed him as he led the way. He carefully guided me through the streets, ensuring I stayed close and never lost sight of him. He marked his territory by rubbing against objects and kept me on track, meowing when I lagged behind or tried to take shortcuts through neighbors' gardens.

It was an extraordinary stroll, one where my cat seemed to genuinely want my company. This behavior is atypical for cats, and it made me proud. It felt like I was being initiated into some exclusive cat club, even though I admittedly have a long way to go in becoming a feline companion as skillful as he is.

This morning, while reaching for something in the fridge, the egg carton slipped from the door and fell onto the bottom shelf, resulting in three cracked eggs. Surprisingly, the eggs were still relatively intact, clean, and good enough to use, but they were cracked into smithereens. Fortunately, the spillage was minimal and neatly contained within the egg container.

I decided to embrace the moment and thought, "Why not make the most of these cracked eggs?" I carefully poured the remnants into a cup, whisked them together, and then proceeded to add some cheese and jalapenos. The end result was a delicious and eggcellent omelette.

What makes this episode even more amusing is that, prior to this incident, I had never managed to crack three eggs without either breaking at least one yolk or getting a tiny bit of shell into the white. However, today, by accidentally breaking a few eggs instead of going for my usual cereal, I achieved the perfect omelette. It was a small but delightful victory in the kitchen, and it left me with a hearty, satisfying breakfast and a smile on my face. Sometimes, even the most unexpected mishaps can turn into pleasant surprises.

As probably almost every single kid, I always loved Scooby Doo. Then, when I was a young teenager/highschooler every summer the rest of my family would go to a music camp for a week that I wasn't interested in. So I had this one week home alone and it was always the best time. I would usually have some "party nights" with friends and some "treat yourself nights" by myself.

On one of these first home alone weeks I had this idea and watched a random hour-long scooby doo movie just for funs and nostalgia. But later during that schoolyear, I remember very clearly, I was sitting in physics and I suddenly remembered that movie. The movie, my week at home alone and the feeling of summer in general, it all came back. And I decided then, that the next summer I would watch another scooby doo movie or at least just a single episode. And after that I did it every summer.

Then, the summer before I was a freshman at college while looking for my yearly episode I found Scooby Doo Mystery Incorporated. I watched the pilot and it was awesome. I decided that I was gonna stick to it. For the last couple of years I haven't had these home alone weeks anymore and since I started working, summer isn't all that different from the rest of the year anyway. Still, every year I watch the next episode in line from mystery incorporated and I always have a nostalgic feel-good time with it. But this summer I was so busy that I actually completely forgot about the whole thing and it's only now that I did a double take and realized that I missed my episode. So I'm gonna put that right, right now!

By the way, of all the Scooby Doo shows on earth, Mystery Incorporated has to be the most inconvenient one to choose for something like this. It's probably the only scooby doo show that has some continuity in between episodes, even if only a little. But I remember almost nothing from the previous four parts, only flashes really. So this whole thing is incredibly stupid. But it's a nice little ridicoulous past-time activity that's only mine and I love it for that. It's like my inside-joke with myself. The fact that I have this small thing is the best. It makes me happy.

(I started when I was 18 btw. If I'm really gonna keep to this, I'm gonna be 44 when I finish the first season. There is probably no way that's gonna happen. Although one of my strengths is that I almost always finish things that I start... But just imagine: it would be my most ridicoulous but yet still impressive accomplishment ever.)

There's a free gym at our building and I've been wanting to go there as it's free and not a lot of people on the working hours. Today, as I'm free, I got the courage to go there and there were no people there. I had the whole room to myself! I didn't know what I was doing and I'm unfamiliar with the equipments so I tried each one not being anxious of people watching me!

I'll surely go back there tomorrow at the same time.

Was going to grab some goods at the liquor store when I saw a scratch ticket on the ground right outside. I knew I’ve bought that one before and never won, but I picked it up anyways cause why not. I kept in out in the open in the store just in case anyone wanted to claim in before it went in my pocket. I went home and got to scratching. Scratched 2 $50 bonuses. Was pretty exited, so I didn’t even think to read the the game instructions. So of course a bit later a go look at the ticket to realize I also had hit a 20X for $5!! $200 from a $5 ticket found on the ground right after a grocery trip. Couldn’t be more happy today. The thought in the back of my head that someone missed out on this is kind of lingering though.

I’ve downgraded bathtubs since my last apartment but today I’m taking my first bath in my new apartment complete with starry lights, candles, chocolate lava cake, red wine, and a witchy cocktail book 🛁

TL;DR TIAH because the beekeeping group I joined is so lovely, the animals themselves are so wholesome and taking care makes me feel fulfilled, I made friends, and the honey from our bees just so happens to make my cystic acne calm down and got rid of my eczema.

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I have been helping with beekeeping this year at my university and it was so much fun! It's such a joyful activity, counting and caring for the cute little fuzzy robots.

My favorites are the drones, they are so lazy and often sit on you. After taking of the beesuit I usually had a few on my hand that I could veeeeery carefully pet on the fuzzy back and then return to the hive. All the bees are cute little buggers tho <3

Not only has the beekeeping helped me find great friends, but it also solved my skin issues. When we harvested our honey a friend told me to put some on a pimple, and boom....gone the next fucking day. It works for everything. An eczema I had for years just went away after 2 weeks of honey. WTF. I went to the goddamn dermatologist for all of this shit for 10 years...and tada! My bee friends solved it for me.

Idk, the fact that it's the honey from bees I've been taking care of is so joyful to me. I feel so fulfilled, just thinking about going every week. Last week I was dolled up for a party and our Queen Bee messaged that he is doing a short inspection. I immedietly dropped everything and went beekeeping in high heels and a fancy dress, wading through mud to get to the hives. Before I left I told a new classmate and he wanted to come. He has joined the hivebuddies now too, and it's just all so nice, and wholesome, and happy, and sweet, and loving. Everyone is so wonderful, no one is superficial and the disciplines we come from are so different! I'd never have met these people without the fuzzy little friends...they give so much back for the little we give them.

So I just wanted to say: I am really, really happy today because we are meeting later today and I can't wait to go to the hives again <3

(For the record: we only use sutainable beekeeping practices, limited amount of hives to not disturb ocal bees, no wingclipping or other such bullshit and don't sugarfeed! The bees are very happy.)

I have a fear of dentist and a bit of phobia with anything to do with teeth. This caused me to avoid going to the dentist for years. The last time I went was over 8 years ago - and even then I only went because my wisdom tooth were literally rotting and had to be removed.

But! Today I was brave. I had a day off from work and have my tax returns coming on Monday, so I thought: "It's now or never! Let's start fixing this problem." And you know what? The result wasn't even that bad: they only found 2 tooth with a cavity, and I need some professional dental cleaning. That's it?? After 8 years?? Phew! 😅 I was expecting like "Yeah we have to remove couple of teeth and do root-canal" or something horribly big like that.

So, if there's something you are putting off/procrastinating? Do it! It's probably worse in your head. 😄

P.S: I'm also happy today because I got carded when bying a cider. The drinking age is 18. I'm 35! 😅

really its like a soft cloud of fur touching you

now for the 150 mandatory caracters :

Reciepe for Cheese Grilled Sandwhiches

Ingredients :

4 slices white bread

3 tablespoons butter, divided

2 slices Cheddar cheese

Directions

Preheat a nonstick skillet over medium heat.

Generously butter one side of a slice of bread.

Place bread butter-side down in the hot skillet; add 1 slice of cheese. Butter a second slice of bread on one side and place butter-side up on top of cheese.

Cook until lightly browned on one side; flip over and continue cooking until cheese is melted. Repeat with remaining 2 slices of bread, butter, and slice of cheese.

TLDR: Quit my job with no backup, got a much better job with a huge raise.

I was a retail manager of multiple stores at a place you stop in and buy video games. Was with the company for 10 years and the past few years the environment just went so downhill. People quitting left and right, unsafe practices, lots of robberies due to single coverage, increased goals with less resources to hit them. I was mentally exhausted after every shift. Fortunately I had a decent amount in savings so I finally decided to quit with nothing else lined up and just see what happens.

Updated my resume, started putting applications out and going to interviews. I was making 55k/year there and just got hired at a new place today, still in retail management, making 80k/year! It's surreal. I've been staring at the offer letter since I got it.

I see so many people struggle to find a job period, let alone one they like and has respectable compensation. /r/resume and /r/recruitinghell are littered with people having a hard time and have been looking for 6+ months and for a minute there I thought that was going end up being what I went through.

Been elated since finding out. I can't even remember the last time I was this happy and excited for the future.

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I’m into those mini brands and would collect the foodie ones. I think they’re so cute and I love little knickknacks like that. Well I found on Instagram Mini Verse make it food. Immediately I went searching for them because they’re mini brand that I get to make myself?! and I always wanted to try out playing with resin so these were perfect!

I made two of them with my boyfriend there in case I needed his help cause he’s experienced with making model airplanes and rockets. I fell in love with how cute and fun they were and he thought they were really cute. SO! The next time I bought some, HE BOUGHT ONE! We had so much fun making our little cakes together and I offered two more of mine for him. (I found a great deal of 5 of them for $30 at target. They’re like $10 each.)

I’m so happy we found this great hobby together cause we’re both creative people but very different creatives. He likes RC things and building little models while I like drawing, writing, and crochet. We got the mini verse kitchen and we’re in love with it and can’t wait to make more!

TD:LR felt like a family while camping

We also had very fun day a few hours out of town in my parent's old friends place and REALLY delicious local dinner (like only one location, BIG portions for a low price) and me and siblings had fun play and laughing (something we all needed.)

There was also a thunder storm while we slept (WAY bigger then a city storm) and we all had a lazy morning waken up, way earlier then normal for all of us and just being a family. 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Don’t remember the last time I felt so happy, I started working front desk at a hotel a bit ago, there’s this really sweet couple here that I absolutely adore, today they bought me sweets for my birthday tomorrow. Insomnia cookies are absolutely amazing and I got a whole box of them. I’m so excited I can’t even eat them yet! I’m legitimately buzzing with joy!

So, it is ice cream day. In honor of the holiday, I decided to go to Braum's (Midwestern US drive thru restaurant, kinda like Dairy Queen)and have ice cream for dinner. I ordered then waited in line. I felt like the guy in the truck in front of me was looking at me, which is weird. I thought maybe my music was too loud or something. I got to the pay window, and he had paid for my ice cream.

It is one of those small things that is actually a big thing. He may never see me again. He drove off before I could thank him. He just did it to be nice. With so much drama in the world it is hard to have faith in humanity sometimes.

So, thank you Stranger-Man, for restoring my faith. 💛💛💛