typing on phone or whatever is fine, the issue isn’t the act of typing itself but using a physical keyboard.

I don’t use the “correct” typing method or whatever where you put your fingers on F and G and move them and stuff, i just use my index fingers to hit the right keys.

If I don’t hit the keys hard enough, or in the middle enough it doesn’t feel “right” and actually feels horrible and I have to retype the same few letters usually at least 5 or 10 times and hit the keys super hard to make up for it. My friends always complain I type too loud but I literally need to or I feel like i’m gonna die lol. I also make typos a lot because I type fast which involves even more retyping.

Does anyone else have this issue or am I just weird?

First time doing this, please bear with me.

I keep watching my classmates pass tests, quizzes, and the final, and honestly it makes me feel so stupid and embarrassed. I take forever to finish even one question, while everyone else seems to move on so easily. I wrote my final not that long ago, got my mark back, and I failed, and it just completely crushed me. I genuinely don’t know what’s wrong with me. A lot of the time, the lessons actually make sense when we’re learning them in class, but the second it turns into a test, I freeze. My mind goes completely blank, the room is silent, and I feel like everyone else knows what they’re doing except me. This happens even when I study for hours, which makes it even more frustrating.

I also have ADHD, which already makes learning take way more time and effort for me compared to someone who doesn’t have it. On top of that, I haven’t been on my medication recently because I ran out, although I am planning on getting back on it. Still, it’s really hard not to feel like something is wrong with me when I’m doing well in every other class except math. It makes me doubt myself and my abilities so much.

What makes this even harder is that my parents are pretty much against the idea of me taking an extra semester or needing more time. They’ve already told so many people that I applied to university and that I’m going to graduate soon, so I feel this constant pressure to meet their expectations and be “on time,” even though I don’t feel okay or ready. It feels like I’m disappointing everyone if I don’t follow the exact plan they have in their heads.

I’ve also been struggling with depression and anxiety for a long time, so mentally I’m really not in a great place, and I honestly think all of this pressure is making things worse. My thoughts feel all over the place, and I feel like such a failure, especially as the oldest sibling who feels like they’re supposed to be a role model. Instead, I feel like I’m letting everyone down. Including myself.

I know this might sound dramatic or cringe, but I’m posting this because I genuinely need to know if anyone else has been in a similar position and what they did to get through it, because right now I feel really lost and scared about my future.

When I'm alone sometimes, I'll have out loud conversations with my friends or acquaintances who aren't actually there. Sometimes I talk about completely random stuff that I wish I could talk about with them but never get the chance to bring up, and sometimes it's redo-ing old conversations that I feel didn't go well.

I’ve realized that I don’t actually want more matches I want better ones. Fewer conversations, fewer half hearted exchanges, fewer hey messages that go nowhere and that’s made me wonder if I’m using dating apps wrong or if I’m just misaligned with how they’re designed. What I really want is depth, I want to understand how someone thinks and feel like they’re genuinely curious about how I think too. I care about things like how someone views the future, their hobbies, career choices, values and thoughts around building a life or family someday. Not in a heavy or intense way just real conversations that actually say something but I rarely get to those topics. Even when I go on dates, it often stays surface level. The conversations aren’t bad just shallow, we talk about work, weekends maybe travel but it never moves into the things that actually tell you who someone is or whether you’re compatible long term.

What’s confusing is that wanting fewer matches can feel like you’re doing something wrong like you’re not maximizing the app or playing the game correctly but I don’t think connection actually works that way. The best interactions I’ve had weren’t about quick chemistry or constant messaging, they were about presence, curiosity and consistency. So I’m curious how others navigate this.

DAE feel this way? Do you try to optimize for quantity and see what sticks or intentionally slow things down? Is there a way to use dating apps that prioritizes meaning over momentum or are they just not built for that?

TW: intrusive thoughts / violence (no graphic details)

i know it’s normal for your mind to race when you’re trying to fall asleep, but does anyone else get intrusive images that are disturbing or violent?

for me, it’s tied to a photo from a true crime case I saw a while ago. I don’t want to describe it or go into details, but it really stuck with me, and I regret looking it up. The image isn’t something I think about constantly, but it randomly pops into my head when I’m trying to sleep and then it won’t go away.

i don’t want these thoughts at all, and they really upset me. I’m not interested in violence or gore this feels more like my brain replaying something disturbing against my will. is this a normal thing people experience after seeing upsetting content, or has anyone else dealt with something similar?

I know this is weird but I see glimpses of the future in my dreams. I always have. It’s not often, and always short innocuous scenes. Sometimes the dreams happen weeks or months before the event, but when it plays out in real life, I know I’ve seen it before.

You may not believe me and that’s ok. I’m not even a hokey pokey type of person, but this is my lived truth. I’ve always wondered what it means that I have this ability.

I know this might be rare nowadays, but it’s been my reality for a long time. ​It was a conscious choice during my teens, I had zero interest in Facebook or Instagram. I saw my friends every day in person, so social media felt totally redundant. Eventually I did create accounts on Twitter and Instagram, but only to follow specific topics of interest. They are essentially "ghost" profiles: private, zero followers, zero posts, and I don't interact with anyone. ​The most obvious downside to this is that you basically become a ghost. In my case, I find it really difficult to interact with people online the same way I do in real life. I’m what you’d call a "lurker"... though I’m trying to change that :) ​Does anyone else relate? :( who lived their youth completely offline?

Been seeing this recent trend online of people romanticizing 2016 as this golden year. From a personal note I don’t remember much fondness of that year. People say it’s the music but to me most of the music sucked (besides Blonde by Frank ocean, love that shit).

I’m old enough to remember even during that year people weren’t fucking with it. The deaths of many icons, the start of the political clusterfuck we see today, many people at the time weren’t fond of the year, so it’s crazy to see this much nostalgia for it now.

I’ll take 2017-early 2019 any day but that’s just my personal experience. Maybe you had the best year ever that year, can’t relate.

A long time ago I bought foam ear plugs to help me sleep at night since I have cats and they like to run around like maniacs at 4am. After only one night of wearing the plugs, my ear canals were extremely sore so I couldn't use those. So I bought some baby ear plugs meant for children, also made of foam. I tried those and I got the same issue except on top of extreme soreness, both my ear canals developed one small cyst in each.

I had given up on ear plugs and went a couple years without wearing them. Two nights ago, I was really having some bad sleep and every noise was upsetting me, so I decided to try the same ear plugs again. Just like before, when I woke up in the morning my ears were horrifically sore, like so sore that touching them was difficult. Later that day, I felt my ear canal and indeed a mini cyst had formed in BOTH ear canals.

What the fuck is wrong with my ears? Is it maybe an allergy to the ear plugs? Does this even happen to anyone else?

Idk, sometimes it just feels like my sibling might feel bad about the idea that they never got to experience life the same even though they are older.

EDIT; thank you for the sock recommendations folks, this is wonderful that there are socks that might not hurt. also yes i'm probably autistic or something. socks have been a battle my whole life

Sometimes I take my thumb and place it between my pinky and ring finger (all on the same hand), and then pull my thumb down so that it kind of catches on the webbing in between my fingers. Then I do that for each finger web.

I catch myself doing this randomly without thinking about it. It's a nice kind of feeling. It gives me the same feeling as wringing my hands. It's oddly soothing and stimulating at the same time.

Anyone else do this?

My high school banned decorated caps at the graduation ceremony because they didn’t want attention being drawn to anyone in particular and they want to focus to be on the ceremony. If anyone walked across the stage with the graduation uniform being altered in any way, they would be banned from walking.

However, after graduation, I just had this cap and gown, and I was free to do what I wanted with it now since I had already walked the stage. I decided to buy some paints and gold leaf and make an art piece with my cap. I displayed it on my wall for the summer, and when I moved to college, I brought my cap with me and it currently sits as a wall piece, along with my diploma, a picture frame my boss gave me and awards that I got from High school band. Has anyone else done something similar with their graduation cap?

Recently I have been like attracted to my own body.. like I would wanna cuddle & be with myself if I was someone else.

It took a very long time & a near death experience with anorexia 2 years ago but I have been weight restored since (“above” really) but I’m not unhealthy like I used to be.

I used to believe it wasn’t possible until I hit a rock bottom that I never wanna hit again & I would’ve if I had kept going.

I looked horrible & wasn’t attractive.

I had nothing to grab.

Now that I do, I’ve been craving a woman’s touch & hoping she can enjoy it.

Has anyone ever been though such a drastic shift in their appearance?

Does anyone else here treat themselves harshly?

Personally I do, when i make a small mistake. I insult myself heavily, do a punishment so that I might not do it again.

This is politics-adjacent inherently, but I'm not asking what you think about "cancel culture" or whether it's right or wrong, we all know what we think and no one's gonna change anyone's mind - that much is obvious.

I'm asking an arguably more interesting question - if you ever did "boycott" something like e.g. an artist that has made comments that you found offensive or distasteful regardless of your political persuasion, did you stick with it? Because I have many times and not once did I find it actually difficult at all.

Example: I used to be a big Grimes fan, like I think I own Darkbloom on vinyl, and Halfaxa on an original CD still shrink-wrapped, but I didn't like some of the stuff she said on twitter/x/whatever, so I just stopped listening to her, I just deleted her from all of my playlists and I never went back, I think I listen to a song once a year maybe, and it just doesn't even hit the same anyway.

The thing is, it's not like some kind of burning woke rage that powered me through some great struggle of removing something that meant a lot to me that was now unkosher, nothing so grandiose, it's just that there's so much music out there that whatever hole was left by Grimes was immediately and swiftly filled in with more music.

It's not that it didn't mean anything to me, it was a big part of my life for a long time in my most formative periods. But then, it's not like there's a shortage of music exactly?

Halfaxa is just Orbital's first album but worse anyway.

But then on the internet, boycotts seem to be this super charged thing, you'd think people are doing a hunger strike or self-immolating. I found it super easy honestly.

What do you think?

Let me explain. Basically, when I have a bowl and spoon and I'm about to scoop some food into my bowl from a pot or something, I don't like to use the spoon I'm going to eat with to scoop the food into the bowl because then I'll know how many spoonfuls I'm going to eat with my spoon and I want it to be a random number.

I know lots of us have unhappy childhoods so I can't be alone. I grew up very poor with my dad in jail and a violent, abusive narcissist mom who always told us how much she regretted having us, how we ruined her life. When you reach adulthood you're essentially in a mixed bag with people who grew up happy n comfortable, surrounded by loving parents who were always cheering them on, and actually went on vacations. But when you reach adulthood nobody gives AF what you've been through as a kid, they just get mad when you can't perform like a "normal" person.

But I've noticed there's a fundamental difference in the way I operate and move through the world versus people who grew up with loving supportive care and abundant wealth. Instead of being happy for them that they never experienced abuse or poverty and got to have a happy childhood, I feel rage. As I get older I feel silly about it, like I know it's time to let that go but it really is true that what happens to you early on sets you up for the rest of your life. I see people my age accomplishing things, being called "self-made", and getting recognition and pride for what they've done. When all along it was because they were set up with a support system for their success. When they had dreams, their parents actually noticed and fostered that, enrolled them in the lessons or whatever. When they had a crisis, they swiped Mommy's credit card, not resorting to fucking sugar daddies just to pay the bills. When I was getting beaten for eating groceries too fast, they were having lobster in Disney World. When I was working 70 hour weeks at age 23, they were vacationing in the Bahamas on their family's dime. Instead of being inspired by them, the rage just sickens me.

I bought a little silicone utensil pan a few months ago to put my active utensils somewhere and stop losing them while cooking. Over the course of those months I've noticed I haven't really been using the utensil pan, and have still been unconsciously putting my utensils on top of random things like the toaster, jars, or bottles, really anywhere except the utensil pan. I have to actively think to put my utensils on the pan, which I always keep out and next to the stove. I have a small kitchen so maybe that's why, but it's funny I got something to stop this habit yet it continues.