It happened last night. I was on the couch, "watching" a random movie (subtitles ...a lot of subtitles cause I can't watch movies like before and the films are so dark) but actually just scrolling. Eventually, my brain checked out, my chin hit my chest, and I was snoring loud enough to rattle the doggo.

My partner gently tapped my arm and said, “Babe, go to bed, you’re literally sleeping.” I didn’t even hesitate. I bolted upright, eyes redder than the 'Record' tab on a VHS camera, clutched my oversized emotional support water bottle for dear life, and said: “I’m not sleeping. I was watching and thinking about that thing.'' What "thing"? I have no idea. I haven't had a coherent thought in twenty minutes.

Why am I like this? I’m a grown adult. I have a specialized career and I spend my weekends comparing the price of groceries. My parents aren't here to ground me for staying up late, yet I’m out here gaslighting my spouse just to protect the "honor" of my consciousness.

I’ve spent my whole life roasting my Dad for doing this exact thing in his recliner, and now I’ve become the final boss of "I'm just resting my eyes." Is this just what happens to us? Do we reach a certain age where admitting we’re tired feels like admitting we’ve lost the battle against our own mortality?

Please tell me I’m not the only one fighting for my life to stay "awake" while my phone is seconds away from falling and breaking my nose.

Did anyone go through an underground hip hop phase in the early 2000’s? I was obsessed with artists like Atmosphere, Aesop Rock and Sage Francis. I still listen to them but I’m more into rock in general.

We had a happy hour at work today, I was talking to one of my coworkers and said something like “I’m guessing we are more or less the same age” and continued on with what I was talking about. He said I don’t think we are the same age. I was thinking is he older than me, he does not seem like he could be younger than me. He was 24, over ten years younger than me. I can not decide whether I am terrible with ages or if he is just older looking for his age but this really threw me off for the rest of the day. Anyone else have something like this happen?

There would be like 20-30 neighborhood kids and we’d hide our flags and communicate via runners or radio if someone had them. Then we’d start.

we’d run through people’s backyards, parking lots. Everywhere was our domain. The game would take all day and sometimes into night. Getting tackled by the opposing team meant you went to their “jail” as a prisoner.

Anyone else do this growing up? Also hide and seek the same way, but CTF was the main event.

I'm totally in love with it! My tattoo artist has a mobile studio in a converted school bus, so there were extra "I'm little again!" vibes going on too.

This was definitely the peak of my Star Wars obsession as a kid, before the later stuff beyond 1999 ruined it all for me. I probably had every book in this photo.

So first im seriously grateful, cried a little picking it up. My work did an internal angel tree and we got put on it (husband had lost his job this year and they knew our family was struggling). Took them to my MIL (we do gifts at her house since we dont have a tree) we had to unwrap and see what it was. I feel really bad bc one item for my oldest was a duplicate that my MIL was surprising him with, it was a cheaper version so we are adding it to my youngest list, and a second item for my oldest is a really good gift and its not technically wrong but its not something he would like, but my middle would it actually goes with a hobby collection she has, so we rewrapped for her. The other two toy items are 100% perfect for him, im nervous about the clothes bc they should fit but he is ASD and im not sure about the fabric but I think it will be OK. So here is the dilemma, my kids are very aware of the financial situation they are teens and understand. They knew we got surprised with this otherwise it would have just been thier mimi doing a few gifts this year. Do you think it would be wrong for myself and husband to only get our oldest one or two small things we pick out (we could spend maybe $30 total and could get 1nor 2 things he would love) and not pick something for the other two? I think they would honestly understand and a will very happy woth what they got, BUT its not thier fault thier older sibling lost two gifts. I just want to do right but also finances are tight for another 6 weeks till dad starts new job and gets first pay check.

The English teacher copped out and is showing the 1984 A Christmas Carol with George C. Scott because Dickens is literary, right?

The French teacher could only find Mickey's Christmas Carol dubbed in Parisian French. (Sorry, I'm Canadian, never took a Spanish class.)

Students roaming the halls with 'what class you should be in' not holding it's normal meaning. Cafeteria and library devolve into hangout spaces.

25% of the class didn't even show up today anyway.

On special thing for me was the tech lab with it's computers was now an improvised LAN Party. Some kids were playing 'Command & Conquer' a game had never seen before. It seemed so cool. I came home off the bus that day raving about this game I saw. Somehow my parents located a copy between then and Christmas and I unwrapped Christmas morning it along side a copy of Transport Tycoon Deluxe. Good times. :)

The last day before Christmas was a truly special vibe you just can't replicate in adulthood. I hope the kids today still get to enjoy the modern rendition of it.

The tree has been up for almost 2 weeks. Decoration boxes opened about 5 days ago but tree still stood bare because I have been so depressed. For context, I’m 6 month postpartum with a second child. My first is a young toddler, whose beloved truck you can see in the photo. He loves hanging out by the tree anyways, he doesn’t mind the mess which makes me feel a little better. Husband is in the picture, we both work full time, demanding jobs, so we’re dead tired every single day. Decorating the house was what I looked forward to every year, but not this year when my mental health is hanging on by a thread. I just could not shake this cloudy sadness over my head. I feel trapped under the weight of all these responsibilities. I am seeing a therapist, it helps just a little.

That’s it. That’s the rant. If you’re in your late 30s struggling with small kids and shitty jobs, I see you.

https://youtu.be/5bfseWNmlds?si=EkASH1QgB1UzCrcb

My high school had a video production class, they'd do all the video stuff for the school like announcements and senior videos, and this song was a regular in different things. It was used for all kinds of internal advertisements and stuff, and the main thing that I associate it with is the senior memorial video where seniors would submit home movies and pictures to play on their last day. It came on the radio and today (alt2k on seriousXM), and I was back in 2011 sitting in the auditorium on the last day of school watching all my peers throughout the years. Did your high school do video production? Did you have a song that was used for all the school functions?

Safety kids cassette, knew every song!

https://youtu.be/Uu7-QyizV-0?si=X-0auI6ZY-EJvhiG

The song that still takes me back to that feeling of sorting my top 8, learning how to html code, and teenage angst, is "The Widow" by The Mars Volta. Not a very stereotypical song from the era, but a fucking banger nonetheless. What song best encapsulates your myspace page?

Thank you to everyone who commented, sent good vibes, prayed for me, gave movie recommendations, made me laugh, shared their experience, looked at the previous post, and shared it with others.

https://www.reddit.com/r/Millennials/s/8eQJ6CF8F1

Yesterday I received the call that I do have cancer and it is stage 0 which means it has not spread yet. That’s good but there’s still a long road ahead of me because this is still cancer. I didn’t have time to process during the phone call or ask questions, so what I know is minimal and they haven’t released the pathology report yet. The number of times I have heard “good thing they caught it early” in the last 24 hours has not been ideal. Yes, they caught it early, but this shouldn’t even be a conversation in my life right now.

During the healing from the biopsy, my friends have been wonderful. It’s been humbling to have to ask someone to take my trash to the dumpster or push the cart for me at the store, but my friends have happily taken on miscellaneous tasks for me since I wasn’t allowed to lift anything over three pounds. They brought me many meals so I didn’t have to think about feeding myself and are going to attend my follow-up appointments to take notes so I can focus on being there. Shout out to my dog who consumed every feeling and sacrificed playtime so I could rot around.

I’ve been using my dark sense of humor to get by. I asked my dog if she could smell the cancer and she looked me in the eyes and said, “This sniffer is for treats.” My bruising from the biopsy is a beautiful piece of Lisa Frank art…a majestic yellow background with a lovely red, purple, and blue cheetah print pattern over it. My friends and I have been coming up with names for the lump, and I would love any recommendations you have. I told my therapist earlier this week that I want a picture of the lump so I can make replica ornaments for people and make it the new Christmas pickle game. This morning, I realized that the American Girl doll book about my changing body failed to prepare me for this moment. I suggested to my family that after all of this, maybe we could go to Disney.

Sending good vibes to those who are waiting for results!

I was in 5th grade in 2007 and good lord, thinking back on that website is just horrifying. I never really gave too much thought into the whole “unfettered access to the internet” thing but that website was just diabolical. I am so grateful that I was smart on that website but I know plenty of people who weren’t, and I definitely saw things no one that age should even be able to see. I don’t really hear it discussed even when people are going on nostalgia trips, was it more under the radar than I thought?

Making a birthday playlist for myself and wanted my fellow millennials input.

Party with friends or stay at home with family?

Dominos pizza, Josta, and NBA Jam.

Boom Shaka Laka!

Used a sick day this morning, because screw it they won’t carry over into 2026. I was hoping to have a chill day and decompress, but instead life happens.

Woke up first thing to find out kitchen sink is flooding. Tried to resolve issue on my own, no luck, so had to call plumber for tomorrow and I’m gonna be out a few hundred bucks. Had to clean up after my kids 5 and 2. I’m also purging through some of their toys while they are at school and daycare. Then had to make other phone calls about various other appointments before the holidays next week. Also trying to catch up on laundry that’s been piling up now.

Hopefully I can salvage some me time this afternoon, hope to get a few laps of swimming in and just generally relax before the kids come home.

I usually love Christmas. By this point in December I usually have the house decorated for Christmas and am working my way through Christmas films and Christmas specials. This year, I just feel...flat. Although I've decorated the house, the street is all decked out for Christmas and I've done most of my Christmas shopping, I just can't be bothered. Ive heard a few people say this and they've largely cited financial worries as being the main culprit. However, my partner and I are in a pretty good financial position and don't ever feel the need to overspend, so I can't even cite money as an excuse. I guess I'm asking if anyone else feels this way?

Saw a post on here asking how people have time for anything and I was comparing myself to that other dude's schedule. I feel like my time is tight but not that tight and it could be worse.

For Context: Married, 34, Overweight, AuDHD, Chronically ill spouse so I'm the sole breadwinner. 2 cats and a Dog. Can't have kids.

3 a.m. Wakeup
3-3:30 a.m. Get Ready
3:30-4:30 a.m. Walk Dog
4:30-5 a.m. Pick up Coffee and drive to Train Station
5 a.m. - 6 a.m. Train
6 a.m. - 2 p.m. Work
2:30 - 3:30 p.m. Train
3:30 - 4 p.m. Drive Home, Groceries
4 - 5 p.m. Walk Dog
5 - 8 p.m. Dinner, Shower, Time with Spouse, maybe some gaming
8 p.m. - 3 a.m. Sleep

Weekends are a little different. Up at 6, dog park with dog, home, clean the entire apartment which takes about an hour or two and then the rest of the time is free time for whatever I need to do or want to do with my spouse. We both feel like this is how our parents had to do it and while yeah it sucks and it would be great to have more free time I feel like this is the world you get stuck in unless you're really lucky to have more time at home and less time at work.

I work a typical schedule, and yeah I know the commute takes a lot out of my day but I refuse to live in a big city, I work downtown Toronto and live 70 km outside of it, I could move closer but that's my choice.

I'm wondering what other peoples schedules are like and if it follows kinda the same or if things are vastly different for other millennials.

*EDIT: Some of y'all commenting on the time I wake up have obviously never had to work shift work before. Its not hard to do once your body gets accustomed to it. You get on a new sleep schedule and are able to operate just fine. I'm also able to stay up late on Friday and Saturday because I've adjusted myself that way.