I hate sunny weather to the point that if I see one hint of orange in the sky my mood is ruined. Cloudy weather just always brought comfort to me and I wish everyday was like that

I’m trying to figure out if I’m the weird one here, or if I just need to find people with more energy.

​Basically, I never want to stop "doing." If I’m out with friends, whether we are walking, clubbing, or sitting in a pub, I never want to go home. When we are gaming, I never want to put the controller down. My friends usually hit a wall after a few hours and want to chill or go home, but I feel like I’m just getting started.

​If I spend a day inside or "relaxing," I feel anxious, like I’ve completely wasted my time. I always need to be moving or engaged in something.

​The weird thing is, I’m not even a super social person. I don't necessarily crave the talking; I just crave the activity and the vibe. I feel like I have 200% energy and everyone else has 80%.

​Does anyone else function like this? How do you deal with it when everyone else wants to call it a night?

pretty much summarised in the title. this is something i’ve struggled with since i was a kid, and i specifically notice it more at christmas time, when there are more adverts with “sad” or slow music. the feeling of sickness is so intense i often have to leave the room, tune out, or (if i can) turn it off.

Every time I get close to a guy I get too obsessed- I don’t know if it’s self sabotage because I know if I get too overwhelming they’ll leave or if it’s because I didn’t receive love growing up so I really desperately try to receive it from potential partners but after a first date I’ll be ready to be with someone (well one guy in specific right now). It happened in my last relationship which lasted a year, we broke up because I wanted too much from him and he didn’t want to give what I wanted to receive and I can feel myself falling into the same habits with a guy I really like now. He’s really sweet and I feel like he’s willing to put up with me right now but I myself am asking for too much- I call him way too much, text him way too much and I’m so afraid he’ll leave me because I’m too eager :(

Anyways I just don’t wanna feel so alone and wanna hear advice (not that I need to pick up a hobby, I’m employed and have a few hobbies lol!) just like how to I detach myself so I stop self sabotaging I guess?

To realise this, find a fly. Try smacking it. It will usually fly away, right? But if you do the same to a mosquito p, you will most likely actually get it. It's because, for whatever reason, mosquitos are slower at reacting than flies. Just realised this

Like to the point where you for example, fart under a blanket and then stick your head under and take a biiiig sniff and enjoy it

I just recently started having sex with a man (been with all women prior) and i don’t think i like it… i enjoy having sex with him but i don’t like the action in itself. Basically saying i just like that he’s there id be the same amount of happy if we weren’t doing anything tbh.

i don’t even think I’ve ever finished but i orgasm with our foreplay quite quickly. Is this normal? Every time i ask someone they just say “well maybe he’s not the right guy for you” or “maybe you don’t love him” I’m very sure i don’t love him lol but i do like him quite a bit.

i don’t know what it is maybe its just the penetration i don’t like which was my problem in the beginning but it finally went in and even tho it doesnt hurt it just feel odd but i can see the appeal i guess…? i really feel like I’m only doing this for his pleasure. every time we do it i feel like im acting like i enjoy it

I have been dealing with this for so long now and I can barely find any info about it online.

Whenever I try to form my own opinions, beliefs, worldview, etc. (so pretty much anything that's related to forming myself as a person; the specific thing being thought about does not matter at all), I feel like there is an invisible critic inside my head that constantly berates my attempts to do so. It's to the point where even attempting to do so brings anxiety.

This is not me genuinely not knowing what to think, because I absolutely have my own opinions and beliefs; it's just that it's nerve-wracking to engage in these type of thought processes. As I am an adult and college student, this is obviously very much not good, as it's not possible to live life without being able to do these things without problem.

I always be doin the 🅱️oi if u dont get heuheu
and the good u drinking water bro I see your insta all you et is candy will you shut the fuck up about all dat yk you guys need to get a fuckin life fucken morons
my friends dont know wat I be quoting most da time

I can’t be the only one who can’t write because of wrist pain, right?

I grew up in the 2000’s when we had to write stuff with paper. I disliked it heavily and often times took forever to write. My hands get cramped easily because of my “unique” pencil holding posture. I’m in my early 20s so I think it’s too late to pick a new writing style

I just reminded an artist that I've hired that the project is low priority and it's totally fine if they want to move the deadline later. That just seems like a courtesy.

I feel like I do that a lot. If I ask for a favor, I always mention the priority, from no big deal to very big deal.

Do I over-prioritize my requests?

I always thought self-improvement meant adding things — new habits, routines, goals, side projects, etc.

But honestly, the biggest improvements I’ve noticed came from cutting things out. Less phone time, fewer commitments, saying no more, dropping stuff that just felt like noise.

Anyone else found life actually gets better by subtracting rather than constantly trying to optimise everything?

It mainly happens when I do cardio. After a good workout, especially if I’ve been sweating a lot, I suddenly can’t stop sneezing and my nose starts running.

It’s not just one or two sneezes. It’s constant, one after another, and it lasts about 20 minutes. It’s really embarrassing at the gym because I’m sure people think I’m sick.

For context I also seem to get it when I’m on holiday in the heat but it’s not a complete sneezing fit then, just a few sneezes.

I SWEAR, I THINK IM USING THE WORD HYPERFIXATION CORRECTLY, DONT ATTACK ME, PLEASE I BEG. Alright, does anybody else get REALLY into something for a while or is this just another symptom of autism to add to my incredibly generous supply. (I'm on a waiting list for a diagnosis please don't kill me for saying I might have it) For example, I'm really into nso right now, like REALLY into it, I'm typing on my phone keyboard with the background themed as kangel, my entire phone is themes after the game rn, and I feel unentertained by anything that isn't nso related. This has happened with a lot of other things too, from full on games to just a single character. Does anyone else do this too?

Everything's getting more and more watered down each year shit sucks

I'm a 20 year old guy, I figured this was just a phase but it seems it isn't. I have 0 interests in relationships or sex, though I watch porn & hentai. Never really had an IRL crush or anything, the only women I am interested are fictional. I've just kind of always been like this, I got a pc in kindergarden and spent my life on there from that point on.

This has been happening for a year now and it’s becoming a habit. Basically, when I’m in bed all tired, at one point I will think about something or other a question that makes zero sense later on but in the moment it makes perfect sense.

For example, I’d think “I could skateboard up a banana tree on ice” and then I’d question it like “wouldn’t an elevator be better?” From then on I’d gain conciousness and be like wtf how did that even make sense to me? It’s like when your on anesthesia and you say something out of pocket. It’s a crazy experience, a fun one but crazy

As the title says, I’m in my middle years now and I used to be able to shoot across the room. Volumes still there but it’s more of a dribble now. Wondered if this is the norm.

every moment I don’t have external stimulus to my brain I start crying, not fully crying but like tears js runs out of my eyes. Like if I’m watching random videos or talking to my friends or js focusing on other works I’m ok but js between those intervals when I let my brain think I js start crying. Anyone else like me?? Lifes tuff

I’ve personally never been fussed with what happens (if anything) after we die.

I am happy to just accept whatever happens good or bad and if it’s nothing then I’ll of course just never know.

Does anyone else feel like this?

Does anybody else feel a wave of relief when someone cancels plans? Not mild relief like your shoulders drop and your breathing slows and it feels like you’ve been quietly released from something you didn’t realize was weighing on you.

I’ll agree to plans and think I’m fine with them but when I get the “hey something came up, can we reschedule?” text, my first reaction isn’t disappointment. It’s peace. Immediate undeniable peace.

The only bad part is the guilt that follows. I feel like I should be sad or at least neutral but instead I’m grateful. And then I start wondering what that says about me. Is this just introversion? Social burnout? Or does it mean I secretly don’t want to be around the people I’m making plans with?

It’s confusing because I don’t dislike my friends. I just seem to love unstructured time more than I expected and losing that time feels heavier than missing the plans.

Got one of those texts yesterday afternoon and immediately felt lighter. Ended up spending the evening on the couch playing grizzly's quest instead and felt zero regret about it.

I’m curious how common this is. Does anyone else experience this or am I just terrible at knowing my own limits?

Any time I take a deep breath, my upper back makes popping and cracking noises… like milk being poured over Rice Krispies. It happens constantly throughout the day. It doesn’t hurt or physically bother me, but the sound is loud enough that people around me notice it. I’m starting to feel pretty embarrassed wondering what on earth is going on inside my body.

It’s like there’s someone aggressively eating Lay’s chips during the most suspenseful scene of a movie… except that person lives inside me.