I’m trying to stay alive and inspire other people to do the same, but it’s so hard when I’m physically struggling this much. I want my old life back. Why did my life have to go in this direction? It’s not fair. My body is too broken to ever return to normal. I was bedridden for seven months. When you’re stuck in a bed for seven months, your body forgets how to do fucking everything. It’s been almost two years, and the difference in my physical state is noticeably better, but it’s so hard to not think of all the negative aspects of my body and life. I just want to be in a normal body again

Like most people, I need to grocery shop to live. I work 9-5, M-F, so most of my grocery shopping happens on weekends…along with most other people. The result? Everyone and their dog is at Costco.

I don’t love any of the grocery stores. If I was swimming in gold I would shop at local grocery stores, but Costco is Cost-effective, so Costco it is. Most other people that go there I guess feel the same way. That’s a problem, because, for me at least, that many people aimlessly pushing carts around, taking their sweet time and not being aware of others around them is the most aggravating thing in the world.

People seem to lose all sense of etiquette when they scan their cards and walk through those doors. It’s like Costco zombification. Oh sure, take up the whole aisle with your family of 8. Leave your cart in the middle and obstruct other people. Oh yeah, you can park there right in front of the entrance. It’s okay that you sneezed on the produce…

Jesus fucking Christ, this is absolutely horrifying and dystopian. I typed my name and birth town and country into Chat GPT, and ask if it knew anything about me, and he knows my age and where I study. And when I asked it about my Reddit profile (not this one), he know about the kinds of political opinions I associated with. How and why? Why is this even legal? If a fucking future communist government can figure out my anti-communist political leanings through fucking GhatGPT spying on my Reddit account that is anonymous, I don't know what to do.

I genuinely can't articulate how scary I find this. I asked Deep Seak and it refused to tell anything on the basis of privacy protection. How does a Chinese program care more about my privacy than an American one? I feel like I live in a Black Mirror episode. This shit is unbelievably scary. This is not normal.

I have been watching quite a few romantic movies lately and I have noticed that in almost every single one, either the protagonist or the love interest end up cheating on their current partener in the name of "true love". It's always framed in such a way that we are happy about it and don't really see it as something bad, even tho it should be .

Every Christmas romance is always busy person from a busy city comes back to their little town where they meet their highschool ex. Their ex is full of life and joy and Christmas spirit unlike the cold un-jolly actual partener. So the main character either starts an emotional affair with the ex or a straight up full affair. The movie culminantes with the main character breaking the heart of their partener in favor of their ex and that s supposed to be THE HAPPY ENDING.

And it isn't just Christmas movie, basically most romantic movies of any kind have some sort of cheating premise. why? if they want to convey that you are never gonna be happy with a partener that doesn't match your vibe or whatever and to not settle for an ok relationship and go for something great, THEY CAN MAKE THE COUPLE BREAK UP FIRST. Why do they always have to realise their true love WHILE with someone else?? Why are we justifying the fact that the character cheated?

In conclusion, it s annoying, predictable, and stupid . Make the character break up their relationship before starting an emotional/physical affair. It will make the movie more enjoyable if I don't have to feel bad about the innocent 3rd party who gets cheated on.

I've been working with a very immature shift lead at work lately. He's been dating one of our co-workers. I wouldn't care if they were able to separate their work relationship from their personal relationship; but they can't.

Whenever they work together, they have to take their breaks together, and they always have to do so in their car. They take more breaks than is necessary. Every time there aren't any orders up on the screen, they are out in their car, even if it means leaving the store unstaffed.

His girlfriend never has to do any cleaning, dishes, or helping with the closing procedures. This, and their excessive "breaks," means more work at closing, and no one wants to work with him. I can see why now; the shift lead spends most of his down time making out with his girlfriend in their car instead of helping out with clean up. No one wants to be there at 1 am doing dishes!

Well, recently, the store manager had enough when they both didn't show up for their shift. He almost got fired on the spot but was given a last chance.

Today, all of us drivers returned at the same time to hear him say; "I might lose my job because someone said something to [the boss]!" Then his girlfriend says, "I quit" and runs out of the store with him chasing after her. It was a sight to behold! I pretended to be busy with dishes so nobody could see me laughing at the high school drama club performance they were putting on for all the customers walking by out front.

He would rather accuse one of us for getting him fired rather than look at his own actions and admit his behavior is to blame. One statement to the boss isn't what put his job on the line; it was his constant shitty attitude.

Oh, and these are grown ass adults in their 30s. I've worked with high schoolers who are more mature than these two.

Life is beautiful. I love being alive. I love a deep breath of air. I love sliding into a warm bed or eating cold ice cream. I love feeling the wind on my face and the sand between my toes. I love myself. I love simply existing. Yet it could all be a lie. All of this, everything I’m existing could be a coma induced dream, a fantasy created to protect and contain my dying mind. I could already be dead and I’m just reliving my life, it feels like I’m existing it for the first time but I’m actually bleeding out in a car crash. It could be a virtual simulation far in the future, a game made to experience the past. It could be a hyper realistic dream. I’ve had dreams where I live whole lives, how do I know my life isn’t an extended dream. It could be a hallucinations that I’m experiencing while tripping balls, I could wake up and go to my stoner buddy and say “dude, I lived a whole life yesterday”. Everything that I have experienced could all be lie. The love I felt, the pain I’ve experienced, the food I’ve tasted and the sunsets I’ve seen. Life could be a million things and possibly nothing. I love being alive. So even if this life is fake or real, I’m going to cherish every moment of this being existence. I like life.

I was simply acknowledging what you said. A simple word to gesture I’m listening. I’m no way saying what turmoil you’re experiencing is normal. Or that you should delight In the predicament you’re in.

Why does this simple word offend you so much you have to start an argument over it? Shut the f*ck up and acknowledge the context of how it was used.

Edit: not that ‘ok’ is the only thing I say. Just seems to be a trigger for some people.

So I saw A Minecraft Movie yesterday, and even though the theater experience was fun and chaotic, I personally thought the film was absolutely terrible. It's a film that is definitely targeted towards children, but treats children as if they were stupid. Now, if you liked it and saw something I didn't, thats great. That's not what this post is about. But I've noticed a trend in recent years when a movie like Minecraft, or The Super Mario Bros. Movie, or Moana 2 releases and gets negative feedback due to a lazy story or bad writing, there's a subsect of people who will say something along the lines of

"It's a movie that's made for kids, why did you expect a good story?"

This is a stupid ass argument. Some of the greatest films of all time have been movies made for children. The work of Studio Ghibli, Pixar, hell even in recent years we've had films like The Wild Robot, Flow, Puss in Boots The Last Wish, Spider-Verse, etc; no one says these comments about any of these films. Thats because these are films that actively tried to tell a good story that is meaningful and fun. These movies tried. Roger Ebert has a quote, and correct me if I get the wording wrong, where he said "if a kids movie can only be enjoyed by children, then it's not a good kids movie".

I think this argument genuinely irks me for a wide variety of reasons, and they're almost all personal. I work with kids, movies have always been my passion, and debating is something I have a lot of interest in and deeply care about. This argument sucks in all three of these categories.

1) it treats children like they're stupid and can't handle films with any sort of subtlety. Kids are smarter than the majority give them credit for. They don't need every single thing spelled out, for the most part they'll be able to figure it out. It implies that children are too stupid for good movies so they need dumbed down slop. But again, there are children's movies that have stood the test of time and are universally beloved and remembered for being amazing for all ages, and show that children can handle more than a story that explains every single thing that happens.

2) This also implies that films don't need to try. We're in kind of a rough spot right now with blockbusters, there are some truly amazing ones, but so many are soulless, corporate, and just lazy. This kind of mentality does not push studios to make better movies, it's telling them that it's okay to be content with garbage. That they shouldn't try harder even though they have over 100 million dollars to make something worth paying money for. It just paves the way for more forgettable, meaningless garbage that only exists to profit off of an existing IP.

3) This is just a bad argument and doesn't work in really any capacity. It inadvertently agrees with the original argument that the story is bad, but tries to use it as a defense. It's like if I was to talk about a book with a friend, and I say "I thought the writing was pretty bad and kinda lazy" and they respond with "well it's a book for Teenage Girls, why did you expect it to have good writing? It's not made for you, just turn off your brain and have fun with it" ignoring the fact that good books for that audience exist, and just because it's made for an audience that you're not a part of doesn't excuse it from being poorly made. Along with this, the "turn off your brain and have fun with it" argument also doesn't work. If I don't have fun playing Basketball and someone tells me to just have fun while playing, i'm not gonna have fun. I like dumb fun movies. The Sonic films are a good example. They're dumb, but the characters are well written enough that I still care about what's going on in the story and I care what happens. I'm not going to ignore every problem a film has because "I'm supposed to be having fun"

I know this was a long ramble, and if you have fun with these kinds of films, that's genuinely awesome and I'm so happy for you. But the argument itself is lazy, doesn't encourage good conversation, and shows a lack of media literacy/acceptance for bad entertainment.

I hate timers on washing machines. My machine said 42 minutes left. I set another timer for 45 minutes to remind me to go upstairs. I get up there and the machine has 12 minutes left.

What is with this they won't let me shit? The last time I checked even when you're married you're still in charge of you, no one else. So wtf do you mean they wont let you go somewhere?? they wont let you wear something??? Who tf is okay with that? I'm not saying you should ignore your partners feelings, i am saying there is a clear difference between stating you don't like something that your partner is doing and talking about it, and outright stating that they are not allowed to. Just read a post about a guy whose gf wont let him go fishing this week because he went last week. WTF DO YOU MEAN???? He is a whole grown ass man?????? To me just seems controlling af. That's all, y'all have a good day.

Edit: for those of you that are saying it’s used as an excuse or it means “I don’t want to do it” IM NOT TALKING ABOUT YOU

I’m genuinely done with society. As a woman who’s been told they look average, people never respect me at all. Especially not men. Whenever I’m in a group with them for literally anything, even if it’s for LITERALLY WORK they never bother to look or talk to me, and even when I speak up, I get ignored. I thought it was just a them problem, but when a pretty girl walks over(no hate to them) they just become the nicest people. This has been a problem my entire life, just being constantly being ignored, disrespected, and overlooked. I’m literally invisible to them and not respected at all. I’m genuinely so fcking tired of this, if anyone has some advice, please let me know. And no, it is not because I am quiet. I smile and I am an amicable person, people pleaser at time but I am working on it. I am genuinely fcking tired of people saying men have it hard but women have it so much harder.

This used to make me genuinely angry but it’s gotten to the point where I’m just downright depressed. How did we get here? How did we get to the point where anyone who posts something online (especially a comment) with correct punctuation accompanying a decent set of vocabulary is automatically assumed to be AI? As if an actual human couldn’t possibly be capable of writing it? What the fuck?

I’ve noticed this concept has started to bleed into real life as well. I’ve had numerous interactions this year alone where someone has either been surprised, impressed, or annoyed with my ability to use “big words.” Since when is “disheartening” a big word?! People now think you’re pretentious or trying to “show off” when using synonyms that are a part of your everyday vocabulary.

I just wish I could type and speak how I want to/in a way I feel comfortable without others (occasionally) making a big deal out of it/accusing me of using AI.

Everything is slower than it was in 2006, when it should definitely be faster. Everything is littered with ads, demands that you sign in via Google, or shoving a privacy notice in your face as if you actually have a choice about "how we use your data." A lot of stuff is paywalled now, the stuff that isn't is AI-generated slop, scammy, or straight up propaganda. Search is terrible; if you type something in it will just show you what it wants you to buy based on something you might have looked up 6 months ago, even if it's totally unrelated. If you misspell the smallest word it acts like you are speaking a foreign language. Wikipedia is terrible with this too; you must be a perfect speller to find what you're looking for, in 25 years they can't be bothered with any kind of suggestion algorithm. Plus they're always hitting you up for money like they're running the site from under a bridge somewhere. If you have anything important to do your password will never work, even if you saved it in a manager. Then you will get an error message telling you to contact support, but there's no support to contact. Stuff like Canva is so bloated with unnecessary features it's unusable. Everybody wants you to use their chatbot but chatbots just spit out namby-pamby pollyanna crap that doesn't apply in the real world. They exist in an alternate vanilla dimension where everything works as intended and everybody is reasonable and calm. Even the user-generated content on YouTube/Tiktok is all desperate people trying to make a buck because there are no legitimate jobs. So there's no authenticity, and no consensus. You can watch videos on why everyone needs to hustle and grind to get ahead and then watch the same amount on why it's pointless and everyone should give up. There's no meaning and no point to using it anymore. I'm logging off now.

I was 14 at the start of the year, and I weighed only 47.2kg—skinny, weak. I hated it. Every time I looked at myself, I hated how I looked. I’d look at guys like David Laid, all strong and shredded, and think, "Why can’t that be me?" I knew I didn’t want to stay like this forever. So, I set a goal of 60kg by the end of the year. I was gonna bulk up, get stronger, was not gonna be that skinny kid anymore. For three months straight, I worked harder than ever. I pushed myself beyond anything I thought I could do. Push-ups, squats, lunges, crunches, planks—whatever it took to get bigger. I spent all my lunch money and savings on protein, meals, and snacks. I quit gaming, spent less time studying, and spent all of my free time training. I didn’t even care if I wasn’t hungry; I forced myself to eat. I tracked every calorie. I weighed myself every day. I researched everything—muscle gain, supplements, exercise techniques. Gradually, the scale started moving: 48kg, 49kg, 50.1kg. I was getting somewhere. I wasn’t huge yet, but I was finally stronger. I felt proud of my body. My abs started showing, and my arms and legs were thicker and fuller. I was finally starting to look like the person I wanted to be. And then, all of a sudden, it all came crashing down. It started with a sore throat, blood in my phlegm, and a little muscle ache. I thought it was just a cold and nothing too serious. But then it hit me like a truck—on day 3, I had a 39°C fever, body aches so bad it felt like I was being crushed, and diarrhoea every single day. I was getting weaker and drained, and by Day 7, I couldn’t even eat much without throwing up. I couldn’t sleep from the constant coughing. I couldn’t even lie down without feeling like my lungs would collapse. By Day 8, I had difficulty breathing, and my body was completely spent. I went to the clinic. The tests came back, and they told me—pneumonia. One of my lungs was infected. All that effort, all those sacrifices, went up in flames. I went from grinding every day to lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to machines. The next week was hell—pain, exhaustion, uncontrollable coughing. When I finally weighed myself again, I weighed 46.2kg. I’d lost 4kg in just one week. FOUR KILOS. All that muscle I built? Poof. All the effort, all the sweat, all the sacrifices—it was all wiped out in two weeks. I didn’t deserve this. I didn’t ask for this. I invested everything—my time, focus, grades, money—and it was all taken away in a week. It felt like I was robbed. I was crushed. I was back at square one, but even worse. I was weaker than I’d ever been. I’d lost everything I worked for, everything I poured myself into. Three months of grinding, all wasted. I felt like I was back to being that weak, skinny kid I hated. 

(For those who use pounds, 4kg is about 8.8 pounds—almost 9 pounds of muscle, gone in an instant.)

Now I get why short form content has devolved into brainless slop and why people continue to post it, but HOLY SHIT am I tired of scrolling to an "informative" video about an interesting or niche topic but then all of a sudden the stupid AI generated script and voiceover just start taking detours and avoiding the original question without even answering it. I get why but please can we NOT? At this point I should just google the answer before the video starts as it would be faster and actually (probably) give me true information??? I'll give an example: I got a few shorts on "why aren't all bullets sharp?" and the video starts off pretty simple - introduce the topic, say a few arguments and then expand on it, but NOOOOOO ohhh we have to reach the 1 minute mark in case our 3000 viewers watch till the end so we can make 1 cent by just posting a mostly empty video. Seriously this is how it feels to watch any type of "informative" channel with videos under 5 minutes, just a big, lazily crafted concoction of NOTHING with a side of NOTHING and a drink of NOTHING. And not to mention the two unskippable 15 second ads. Seriously fuck all of you and fuck whoever approves of this and keeps endorsing it as it has become SUCH a widely used recipe for making videos. Honestly I'm more ok with clickbait, at least back then the video had SOMETHING to do with the thumbnail and title, at least it had a HUMAN behind it so we would at least know the person's motivations for posting this. Fuck this souless empty content

please pray for me. that’s the post lol being a cashier fucking sucks only 2.5 hrs left of my shift hopefully

My friend went MIA on me and the last text I got from her was that her parents are searching her room for any devices left and she is planning to stay with her grandparent's

A lot of my friends online tell me that my friend is scammer and I should cut contact but I don't think she's a scammer, I've known her for close to 6 months now and she hasn't asked me for anything, we've video called before so I know she is a real person but my friends online keep telling me that "Did the audio match up with the lip movement? it could be AI" or "It's a honeypot scam, they are just fattening you up."

6 months and no signs of a scam, besides would a scammer really go as far as to create stupid inside jokes, cry over an ex boyfriend or be friends with me for 6 months for a payday? I don't think so

I see her as a good friend of mine and Im very concerned about what happened to her

Ugh, shirts! Ordered two size M Classic Fits. One from a no-name brand? Perfect. The more expensive Polo Ralph Lauren one? Sleeves are a ridiculous 1.5 inches shorter! Seriously, Polo?! Same size, drastically different fit! So much for trusting a "premium" brand. The no-name brand got it right, but thanks for nothing, Polo Ralph Lauren! Just another reminder of inconsistent sizing and wasted money. Rant over.
Same size, different fit.

Every week I see a post about in a drama subreddit how someone's husband/fiancé/boyfriend asked them for permission to DNA test their kid and make sure it's really his and how offended they are.

They will say something like "I have never even so much looked at a man ever since dating my husband much less had physical relationships. To be sure I am not tempted I have taken to wearing blindfolds whenever I leave the house. I have killed multiple people in driving accidents but its all worth it to make hubby happy. Should I leave him?" I am exaggerating for effect but sadly not a lot.

The post will get a lot of popularity and people will say to leave etc etc. Why does this annoy me? Because the post is fake. Yes, all of them. Want to know how I know? BECAUSE YOU DON'T NEED PERMISSION FROM YOUR SPOUSE TO DO A DNA TEST ON YOUR CHILD. And yet despite this people keep falling for it. I don't think if you have your stupid, I just think you have never done a DNA/ancestry test before.

I know most posts on drama subreddits are fake but can they at least be believable? I know now that I have made this post they are just going to change it from the husband asking permission to the wife finding out from seeing the test in the mail or something like that but at least its in the realm of possibility. I am tired of seeing the same obviously fake story over and over and over.

My mom is a working class mother who I adore so much. We’re a family of second generation Puerto Rican immigrants. Her parents didn’t have much but always had the mentality of pulling yourself up by your bootstraps with the advantages you have for a better life. She works long, hard days and nights. Stressful but high-paying jobs (medical field) that leave her constantly exhausted but give her enough to feed her three kids. We’re not struggling by any means, and that’s all because of her, but we’re not super wealthy: needless to say, when she wants to take the family on vacation, it’s still a pretty big deal we have to budget around. After traveling halfway across the states, we made it to Orlando where we intended to spend most of our time at Disneyworld. I don’t know if you know anything about Disneyworld, but most of the food (aside from maybe the ice creams and pretzels) is notoriously low-quality and overpriced is beyond an understatement. When my mom realized this, I could just see the disappointment on her face. I even told her after she was unsatisfied with a meal, “No, Disney food leaves…much to be desired.” “But I thought…I thought because it was so expensive you’re getting, like, the best of the best.” I shrug. “Oh.” I hate seeing my mom upset, I really fucking do. Maybe I am sensitive, but that shit hurt me. My mom used to be really excited about Disney and Disney-affiliated trips, but now she’s adopted an attitude of indifference. Like I said, maybe it’s just me being sensitive, but I love my mom to death and I can’t stand her being so disappointed by something she worked so hard for.

I’ve read quite a few posts that think ghosting is acceptable and you don’t owe anyone an explanation as to why you don’t like them. I disagree with that sentiment. Tell someone why you don’t think things will workout. Does it suck? Will some people not take it well? Well, making the decision to never talk to someone or see them ever again is an interesting decision that I think deserves an explanation. Did you get the ick? Do I not look like you expected? Did I say something wrong or is there some sort of incompatibility? The other party is putting in time and effort, and it’s completely ignored by the ghoster. My time and energy is just as valuable as yours, grow up, be respectful, communicate.

I had a childhood of uncertainty. I crave stability. I haven't becom jaded.

My choices in my adult life have been a mix of " be like water" and "well, shit. Do it now or never"

I was hurt tonight. I don't blame her for the choice. She has autonomy I am no one's keeper.

But God damn. Don't make out with a dude at my work infront of my friends.

Sure, I understand we wouldn't have worked out in the long run. She is more focused and accomplished.

Im all heart, humor and no accomplishments that look good on linked in.

She sought me out in the beginning so I assumed she was ok with who I am.

Ahhhh fuck. Whatever. She came to my restaurant. And started making out with the owners, girlfriends brother.

Right infront of me.

We had a few dates and I assumed we were on the same level.

I'm a fool. I'm too hopeful

You pay for the over priced hotel to gain access to the park 1hr before it opens to the general public. You enter to find that 90% of the rides aren’t open until the general opening time. It could just be a UK thing as we used to getting screwed over. Billing your stay as having early opening access is totally misleading.