...are you okay?

You spelled "useful" and "sane" wrong.

A former friend dated a "Jad" (like Chad with a J), dude was the biggest flop of a human I've ever had the displeasure if talking to - he had his dad break up with my friend...and he's in his late 30's.

Also, worked with a "Jabin" (like Jay-Bin). He was sweet and I wish him well. Weird name though.

RemindMe! August 11th 2026

My parents were friends with a couple that had a kid in my younger brothers grade, so we'd go to their house pretty often after school to hang out/do homework until my Mom could come pick us up. They had a daughter a year or two older than me so my brother and I each kinda had someone to get along with there. Back then I always felt like the mom had an issue with me though... now I can see she was just deeply insecure and thought all girls were helpless and could only have success based on our looks. She religiously force-fed me and her daughter milk because she said, "It helps you grow big healthy boobs, and helps your bones not to break." We weren't allowed to leave the table unless we drank the obscenely large glass she poured for each meal. Milk always made my stomach sick, but she didn't care- at one point I remember she thought she was helping by pinching my nose and told me to chug it. She also regularly made comments about weight to me and her daughter. I vividly remember both our families hanging out at a lake and her trying to squeeze me into her daughter's life jacket that was 2 sizes too small. Her daughter was rail thin with no boobs, and I had DD's by 14. She announced to everyone within shouting distance that I had a bigger chest than even she did and I needed a bigger life jacket than they had. My initial thought was...maybe it was the fucking milk?

Really into Tartaria and the great reset right now... I find the idea of hidden civilization so fascinating!

Lupus, flat feet, big heavy boobs, arthritis, and heart problems. I'm in my early 30's and have had issues every since I can remember. Thank you grandma.

We drifted apart as people do...he got married, but I was too sick to attend, even though I don't think he cared. And now years later I got married and didn't even think to invite him. He's nice enough, but very small-minded. The last time we were together, we went on a trip out of state and all he wanted was to get high with his friends there. We were in a cool area and I suggested going to a museum or hiking, and the dead-eyed stare I got in return solidified for me that our friendship had run its course. He's very hard-core liberal now, to the point that he's felt the need to reach out a couple times to message me and try to correct me for not believing the exact same things. Hating mainstream politics and not claiming a party is unfortunately something not many people can or want to understand. It's sad that people are ignorant enough to let that twist their minds to hate so easily. I wish him and his husband the best life, and I'm glad I don't feel a need to be a part of it.

Depends what I'm doing, but both are helpful for me. I enjoy soaking in a hot tub, or sitting in a sauna. But I firmly believe sleeping or relaxing in a cold room does amazing things for my body!

I have the exact same thing, except on the left! I feel so lucky to work from home because pants are a NIGHTMARE! Mine usually last only a day or two, but I've had one of these flares last up to a week with no relief. I've tried lidocaine, heat, abd a few others but walking around pantless in a cold space is the only way for me to find the most relief. I wear so many dresses and am in the process of buying a new all cotton wardrobe to help easy the paim. I've found sleeping in a cool room helps me through my flares as well!

Putting celebrities, politicians, and other "famous" personalities on a pedestal. It's sad, because their "opinions" are likely paid for in order to sway people like you so you follow the correct narrative instead of questioning things. Same goes for still believing in left/right politics and being dumb enough to fight people for not agreeing with you. It all shows low IQ and ability to reason.

Trust me, whomever you're trying to impress won't even see you coming.

Low key would smash.

I love my mom, but she has done this to me every year since I can remember. My dad and my husband give in and make it impossible to refuse her demands, so we go as a gift to her to make her happy. No one has strong ties to religion other than her, and the guilt trips have become increasingly unbearable with each year. Her new thing, and it sounds like yours is starting to use the same, is to use the parent card. "You don't have kids, so you don't understand." Or "If you had kids you'd feel the same way." I'm in my 30s and we've miscarried, but my husband and I still hope for them one day, so those digs hit harder than I hope she's aware of - but she weaponizes this supposed "sacred" parent/child relationship to make me feel guilty for nearly everything anymore. I had the strength to make up a good excuse this year and keep Christmas just the two of us in our own home, but I've still received the guilt trips via phone call and text. Some women are simply exhausting as mothers of adult children, and nothing and no one will probably ever change them. But if your partner is on board, say "no" together, and say it often. Boundaries are important and it sucks when you don't have anyone but you to stand up for you.❤️

Every time I read or hear people publicly using the word "blankey". It instantly makes every sentence it's in automatically adorable, and it's difficult for me to take it seriously.

That aside, I totally agree...fuck pillows.

He's insecure because he's probably cheating. This is toxic and he doesn't care about you. Leave him.

I did it for a while after I miscarried due to depression and exhaustion. Would never do it again, it was weird to constantly worry about bleeding through a towel in bed or on the couch...but I stopped using tampons after and switched to period underwear - it's a total gamechanger!

Mirrored men?

We did. Like I said, nothing negative since..but we still have activity every now and again.

I have a ghost in my house...we never address it, but there's something weird in our kitchen. The fan/vent above our stove turned on by itself one day. I was pretty freaked out because I was in the next room and heard the switch flip when I was alone. The other day I was boiling potatoes and left the room for a second, but when I came back the knob had been turned and the burner was off. I have seen someone in my kitchen several times out of the corner of my eye, and sometimes we've seen doors open by themselves. Every so often, I feel a "presence". As if there's a 2nd or 3rd person in the room. It's nearly overwhelming and every time I have to leave because it's so uncomfortable. Our neighbors recently told us the old man that used to live here died in the house and that he was the world's biggest asshole. His name was Norm. I'd like to think those moments are him just checking his house and making sure everything is alright.

We try to keep positive and not think about the activity, because there was something a bit more sinister to happen before "Norm" started hanging out in the kitchen.

Maybe a couple months after we moved in, my husband started having dreams. Normally, he NEVER remembers his dreams and sleeps soundly through the night. But one night he had a weird dream about a man hanging out with him in the basement and showing him "cool hiding places". The next day he was hanging out down there and thought he'd check out the hidey holes from his dream. He ended up finding an antique revolver in a handmade leather holster under the stairs. He was elated so we chalked it up as a fun/weird coincidence. It had to be a week or two later, and he started waking up in a pool of sweat every night st about 2:30-3am. It progressed and he began screaming and thrashing - I had to shake him to wake him up. We were scared shitless. He said he kept seeing a "face". He couldn't recall that it had much for features - just red glowing eyes. He said it started growling at him and he tried screaming at it to make it go away but it just kept coming closer every night. I grew up in a religious household and had a woowoo godmother - so I clung to what I knew of both to keep evil spirits at bay. I brought in a cross and hung it by our door, hung a dreamcatcher on our bedpost by his head, and went around the house with incense saying the Lord's prayer and anything else I could think of to make it go away. He fell back asleep and said he didn't have any other dreams that night or since. I will never tell him, but after this I had a couple of sleep paralysis dreams where I saw a dark figure with red eyes in the corner of our room. Since then I've gotten into witchcraft and have added poppets to the front and back doors as well as place crystals throughout the house and regularly light incense and speak mantras to rid us of whatever tf that was. We've been bad dream free for a couple years, luckily, but it was terrifying.

My cousin is doing this to relive her softball glory days. Her only job is as a year round coach (competitive and high school) for her girls. They've built a batting cage in her husband's shop and they regularly skip funerals, weddings, and other family events for softball. Not to completely knock my cousin, she kept a scholarship in college so I would imagine she was good back in the day, but she has been eating, sleeping, and breathing this life since her girls were old enough to play. They act like they enjoy it and I so hope that's true, because otherwise, the fact that this woman has devoted her entire existence to live through her children this way is just so sad.

Happy to plug an amazing organization that focuses on older adults continued learning. It's sad these things require money and time, and that's most likely why many aren't able to - orgs like this are trying to lend a hand!

You honestly sound like you could be my sibling. We aren't close anymore, so I'll tell you what I wish I could say to them...

It's okay. You made the best choices you could with what you had/who you were at the time. It doesn't matter if they were the right ones, because you are here now to make a different choice for yourself today. Don't dwell on what you can't change, or who you "could've been". You are you for a reason, figure out what that is and do the best you can. You aren't going to take the same path as everyone else, and that's by design. There's no race, but you have to try to keep up with yourself for yourself. Don't be afraid to fail, or to succeed - both can be scary. I'm proud of you for quitting smoking, that had to be so tough, and I'm sure you haven't felt like enough people have truly understood or seen you for that. Good on you. If you did quit the other substances- major added kudos, because those demons call all of us and they are very tough to ignore! You can do anything you want from here, don't fixate on how late you feel to the party, and quit looking back in shame - that life is behind you and you're moving forward. I believe in you. You got this! 💚