I arrived on Reddit a few weeks ago, and at the start I was having difficulties to understand how it works here. But now I can give some advice, as a new member who is still figuring out:

- NEVER spam posts or comments, people and the reddit algorithm does not like it

- Instead, post or comment about subjects you master (or at least are interested into)

- Be patient: I think patience is key on reddit, there is no shorttrack. Contribute, and you'll see your "reputation" growing if your contents are helpful. Think of reddit as a community: when you join one, you can't expect to have immediately your place, you have to earn it.

Reddit is one of the last social media where humans rule, not the algorithms. So yeah it takes some time, but I am 100% sure it is worth it.

Ok now, it was Sunday I was asleep sung as a bug in a rug then I was in this VR game, I was holding this yellow ball and it was smiling too, and I was crawling on a ramp. The weirdest part of the VR game was that there was this large gray ball rolling towards me with the word "cyberphobia" on it. It slowly rolled towards me then it started to roll towards me faster and faster, and for some reason I couldn't turn around, when it got close enough I woke up in a panic with my heart racing. I have no idea what was the context of this VR game. I unfortunately can't recall much else because it was really dark for some reason.

(Note: the yellow ball with a smiley face on it isn't Verity.)

For basically my entire life I have had the most crippling social anxiety ever. The past year I have actually been trying to improve on my social life but weirdly I feel even more lonely. When I had absolutely no one to talk to it kinda just felt normal to me. Now whenever I go to school I chat to people quite a lot. But then once the school day is over I feel even more lonely and having no one to talk to just hits so much harder

How do I stop feeling this way because it's making me feel really depressed?

Hi all, I’m wondering what your personal ways of self love are. I want to gain more insight and tips so I can pour more self love into myself. I’m not talking about taking a bubble bath or doing hot yoga. For me, simply just reading a good book and making a latte sure helps. Looking forward to your responses and thank you.

Hear me out. My brain was switched with the brain of a me from a different dimension some years ago and I wonder maybe if this happened to others after or during 2012. I have seen this idea referenced previously and also hear it in music regularly, which is a communication in its own right. When I look into my own eyes in the mirror I am sure something has gone deeply wrong and it makes me feel as though the floor is tilted beneath my feet. Did everything end in 2012 in our original timeline? Maybe. I do not understand entirely why this occurred to me at this particular moment but it had been revealed via synchronicities and I feel increasingly certain this was the case. I can’t see images inside my head but metaphorically I can “see” (or sense) time spreading backward in my mind and 2012 is like a moment where the matter of the universe/fabric of space time was peeled away like a sticky note.

This is mildly interesting but wanted to post it somewhere - think it would probably be removed from r/mildlyinteresting though. I had an email about a sale of rail tickets with a countdown - I wondered how the countdown worked so looked at the source They load a 32 second gif that looks like it is counting down but just loops for the next half minute. I tried to do one for Christmas but it maxes out at 99 days: https://img1.niftyimages.com/mn9h/d-4p/1gyl?dt=25/12/2026%2000:00:00&format=dd/MM/yyyy

I don't know how other people manage to distract themselves right after a breakup (when they were dumbed). I'm just bedrotting 24/7. I tried so many activities but can't really finish them or don't even start them. I don't feel any joy and I don't feel any motivation do to anything other than bedrotting.

All I do is lie down, scroll on my phone and hoping that I'll just feel better the next day.

Playing a computer game is awful and boring, watching a movie.. way too much effort. Exercising is good but really hard to do when you're very miserable.

Even when I have a moment when I don't cry, I just feel indifferent and I don't see any reason to try an activity if the don't bring me joy anyways.

Maybe I can go for a walk. But even that doesn't really help or feel good. I just do it to feel at least a little productive.

I really don't understand how others can paint, learn how to knit, have fun in cooking, go to the cinema and find so many ways to distract themselves.

To be honest, idek if no fap has benefits. I hear from some many others experiences different encounters so idk for sure. Some people say it improves test and others disagree. I’m curious about what no fap does to improve bc it’s all over the self improvement community. I’m very skeptical bc it can also be a placebo effect. Does no fap actually work ? I would like to hear what people believe on this so called self improvement technique.

Pretty much the title the rest is context and fluff you can ignore it it's bonus

I'm the type of guy to always forget stuff, and who takes time to understand stuff people say to me. I mean couple weeks ago I had a job interview for an apprenticeship wich is extremely rare to get, the guy told me he only had 2 other people who applied and he could only hire 2 people, and that he was going on vacation so he would just hire the 2 first people that contact him when he comes back in the 20th august, and I remembered it just today and obviously I'm the one he didn't hire. Now it's not that big of a deal because the field I was in isn't even that good but still shows how dumb I am I keep forgetting stuff

And outside of that I make terrible choices, long story short I do lots of sports, mostly MMA and swimming and couple years ago I litteraly had the potential to compete internationally and a high chance to at least make it to the podium too. And o refused for stupid reasons, I thought I wasn't good enough wich clearly wasn't true since every coach and everyone who competed told me I had a 100% chance to do great, I thought competing was useless wich is not true since it opens opportunities academically and professionaly, and I thought it was a waste of money and time to buy the material and make my passport but that's just lying to myself. And now I'm gonna have to work harder to compete now since I got injured and in rehab, for stupid reasons too I overtrained and did it too myself

Idk where I'd be if I was just a bit smarter I could go on and on but I have like half of my problems that happened because of stuff out of my control, and the other half that happened because I make such terrible choices. Idk why I'm so dumb, I read books, I don't have a huge screen time I don't use social media, sure I don't have 8 hours of sleep but I have like 6-7 and everyone else does but they are not as idiotic as me, only thing I could see is problematix is that I'm often buried in thoughts and sometimes I multitask wich could mess up my attention span

Yea idk what to do thanks for reading

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I'm 18 male I've just recently turned 18 but it doesn't feel as good as I thought I would be .

Ever since I was Little my mother had always been harsh she'd hot us a lot with anything she could find and for a good while until we were crying a lot I guess to her that's what she felt it was valid.

She dropped me and my 9 siblings out of school because we were moving I was around 10 at the time and a phew if my siblings were older the oldest being 14 said time I was a quiet kid I never talked to Manay kids my age only ever spoke up when it was time to answer a question.

I regret that to this day because I never once had a friend and my mother never enrolled us back into school and when I would complain she tell me to "stop bitching and moaning" or when is get emotional she said " I'm acting sassy" or "like a girl" so I've learned at a young age to keep my emotions to myself.

She'd sometimes starve us specifically me and my brother a year younger than me for a couple days to teach us a lesson for not cleaning up the house sometimes id feel extremely sick.

Shed constantly compare me to other boys on how small I am and how I'll grow tall. But as I grew I didn't grow tall i was only 5,8 I felt so pathetic lie I couldn't even protect anyone I blamed myself for not eating better or stressing less for being so small.

I also had problems with my gut so I couldn't eat certain foods so I'd ask my mother can she get the foods I can eat she'd agree but later in the day would say she forgot then would order pizza I couldn't eat the pizza given my gut so I had to just sleep it off.

I felt extremely bad and left out from my family so I stoped talking for a while most of my family and my mother just called me " fake emo" the only two that didn't where the brothers I've mentioned previously but they didn't know how to comfort given my mother never taught us how do they just didn't say much to me until I've spoken first.

My mother would sometimes buy me good things so itert me conflicted sometimes I hated her so much I wanted to choke her the next I felt bad for her buying me things spending her money on me eventually I started hating myself for thinking that way and I would sometimes cry myself to sleep at the thought of being alone.

My mother had a boyfriend I was young I didn't like him too much but he was nice he does one day shot ten times I didn't know how to feel about that it wasn't like I knew him for a while so my mind just went blank.

As I mentioned she used to beat us allot over things we did wrong I once stole from a candy store and she beat me with a shoe so hard I was bleeding she made me stand in the corner as my other siblings laughed\*

She's stared multiple times how she wished she never had us and that she should of put us up for adoption she's even said sometimes she'll kill us . Every time we'd speak up shed tell us to be quiet or she would hit us.

She always threw it in our face how she sacrificed for us and she have breakdowns blaming it all on us.

Couple months ago she was beating up my brother who was a year younger them me pulling out his hair and hitting him I felt numb I didn't feel sympathy anymore and I knew that made me a bad person.

I still sided with my brother and I already stopped talking toy family for almost two years after a couple months of that they just stopped talking to me as a whole treating me like a ghost. My mother said I was enabling him by siding with him.

After a while of not talking she called me and my two brothers who still talked to me a room full of weirdos and that when I move out I'm still ain't going to be anything in life.

I've been living with them for all my life I haven't left the house in 8 years and I don't have a ID or so socials becausey mom never got them.

She suddenly started acting nice to me and treating like a decent human which left me in a weird spot I don't even see her as a mother anymore just a person taking care of me.

Currently I'm still living with her because I have no other option I don't have any ID or anything like that and I haven't left the house or talked to anyone else in 8 years so I'm scared of talking.

I just feel so empty my Little sister almost died on choking and I didn't feel anything nothing at all I knew something was wrong with me. I want to stop living but I'm scared of death.

All I wanted was to feel loved to be hugged at night to cry into someones arms and they'll tell me it's okay I wanted the entire world to see my pain.

But more than anything I just want it all to stop and I know when I eventually live by myself I might gain the courage to end it.

Okay. Can't put it out for long enough. Have to write it down. Have to gather the energy to type. I am not sure what are the things i am going to talk abt tonight. It will be anything and everything. There is nothing specific in my mind but a bunch of ordinary moments i am struggling with.

So, terrace no longer helps. Yuppp. You heard it right. What used to make me calm has run out of its dose. Restlessness doesn't go away with walking anymore. I had slept too little last night and was tired yet my body refuses to calm down. I should go on terrace anyway for fresh air and open sky. But i am tired and want to sleep rather than do any physical activity.

Last night i talked too much with AI and tried to find a solution but today i still feel the same. Ai is the temporary relief and therefore what we need is human connection. So, i booked a therapy.

It's been a year since i have been taking counselling and it has definitely helped. Earlier i booked there times a month, then gradually turned to 2 times a months then one and now i have booked it after 2 months. I don't have anything soecific to talk to her just a bunch of ordinary daily life struggle.

Talking to her helps and i have started to make her my rescue plan. That she will be just one appointment away. I will have her cor my future problems. I do not have any big responsibilities yet i feel burdened. Taking care of yourself is not easy. I would rather do it for others because it shifts the onus on them to take care of me in return. I am the best at this thing where i have to do things for someone i like. But the catch is i want the return with the same language. Therefore, its better to turn inward. The hardest thing you do is to live for yourself.

There is always an urge to have a specific person to dump my burdens to. Sharing the burden, being a witness to other's life is what makes other feel lighter.

My issue is that I do not ask for help. I do not think that they will be able to help actually. Sometimes, yes but most of ths times i hv done things by myself. I need a special bond to share my life with. The person should be present and attentive. Sometimes i question my choice to live alone but other times i remember that i used to live with roomates. And there are still people if i want to share but the problem is i don't feel connected to them. There is no trust and safe space to open my heart.

It's my issue because others do not operate the same way. They do not have these criteria or requirements. They are social bees. I don't know. I am probably making a mistake by being rigid but thats who i am. I also shouldn't compare myself with my genz siblings. They all are naturally confident and self assured. I am saying this coz my sister doesn't hide her tears if she is frustrated while talking to my mother. I also doubt my abilities to not be a big sister everyone wants. Anyway, they know what they wants. On the other hand i keep making myself small.

I am not fit to live on this planet. I am odd one out. What i want rn is to be at peace. If only i could access my therapist rn so we could talk. But, it's alright. I am also practising to sit with my emotions. To not be an extreme. To be able to wait for tomorrow. I don't know what will i say to her but i hope i feel better after talking to her.

There are so many people on the earth but i use AI and pay to speak my thoughts out loud. There are parents, friends and colleague but noone to share the mundane evenings with. Noone to tell what happened at the office. Noone to advice me that how should i navigate my life purposely and effortlessly. Therefore, i am constantly planning, preparing and trying so that i can be a better version of myself.

P.s. My neighbor uncle died today. He was a good person. They are crying now at 1:30 am. I am scared. I won't be able to sleep anyway. I do not fear sleeping alone. Tonight is different. Bartan dho leti hu. Chatt pe chali jati hu. Darwaja khol leti hu. Ajeeb sa lag raha hai.

This happened awhile ago but I wrote several letters and mailed them off to different people. One of the leaders called me back with interest in my proposal.

if a mod can be petty enough to ban/perm mute me from my favorite thing for no fucking reason, I guarantee I can be petty back x100.

Everywhere I look on the internet, people are hating on ai. Reddit, instagram, youtube, etc. everywhere. My algorithm is actually so cooked. And I’m not even anti-ai. I dislike ai-slop and block every ai channel/account on social media, but I do enjoy it when ai solves those math problems and helps with scientific discoveries, like when openai disproved the erdos unit problem. Why is the algorithm not showing me more of those? Didn’t that math dude from anthropic solve some kind of complex structure or whatever just about a week ago with ai? I had to look it up to see news about it. I genuinely hate how biased my algorithm is. I wish these social media companies can release a feature that lets us modify our own echo chambers, so I can type in something like “filter out anti-ai content” or “show me less anti-ai content”.

When I was a teenager in the 2010s, I remember seeing a lot about “Singularity 2050” where people were predicting cyborgs and ultra longevity treatments, genuinely just insane sci-fi stuff. I was wrong for doubting them.

In Australia we have a company called Cortical Labs that makes computers out of human brain cells. Something like 200k neurons per computer. You gotta feed it some nutritional broth to keep it alive and it’ll run for six months. The human-machine hybrid technology is actually here right now. wtf?

We also got paralysed people speaking with their minds through a Brain-Computer Interface.

I heard of a guy whose spine was broken, walking via Bluetooth with a transmitter connecting his upper and lower spine (where the break was).

We’ve got robots running in robot Olympics faster than humans, people in relationships with LLM’s, social uprising against “clankers”, dystopian techno-feudal power struggles at the top of society. We’ve got surgeries aided with precision robotics, and autonomous drone strikes.

We’ve figured out how to make intelligence in a bottle. We’ve got computers that run on light. We have quantum computers that calculate across timelines.

We’ve got tech that can predict your thoughts before you think them.

Dude 2016 did not have all this going on, ten years and it might as well be an insane alien world to what I grew up with. In another 24 years?

Yeah I could believe we’d be in the singularity by that point.

I've never liked the term. I'll say my supervisor, manager, or director but I've never liked the term "boss". Boss, to me, feels like I'm calling you King or Queen like you rule over me.

I'm probably blowing this out of proportion but it's how I feel...

I am a college girl and I’m kind of losing my mind with how I don’t even understand the point of life and that people don’t actually really care about each other. They’re mostly just worrying about themselves so what really is the point of anything? As I’ve gotten older, I’ve increasingly started to worry about how people perceive me, and what kind of person they think I am based on how I look, walk, act, do my makeup, my outfits, etc., and I feel like my routine, and even the things that I buy or things that I think will bring me joy like shoes clothes, makeup, etc., is all for other people. I don’t know why I’m doing this to myself and spending so much money if people don’t actually care about me or anything like people don’t actually care for each other. Why am I dressing up just to go onto the street, why do I care so much about the way I look if nobody else really cares if they see me for five seconds, they’re gonna forget about me in a few minutes. pretty much everything I do is for how I’m going to be perceived. and do relationships and friendships even matter if they just take up such a small portion of your time and throughout the day, you’re just thinking about other things? Like what is the point in anything?

I’ve been In tech for about four years and my current role is as a solo tech (desktop/help desk support and junior system administrator). I don’t enjoy IT because I feel like it was forced upon me when I was younger and I kept reinforcing it because “I’m ok at it.” I know what I need to do to move up to higher level roles (getting certifications, degree and doing projects) but I don’t have the drive for it because I just don’t care enough.

I want to make a career change but before I jump ship and leave all this behind, am I being unreasonable? Should I suck it up and push through it or should I abandon IT and start fresh with someone that might make me happier?

Hello :)

So, if it isn't too much of a hassle, I made some ideas of stories in my head as well as some short stories for ones I'm really invested in and decide to share it here. Please excuse if any of the work I made is WIP (also cringe for me since I'm 18 now as I'm making this post) and some are outdated. I'll be definitely making some changes in the documents as I go as well as possibly uploading more documents (This is my first time making a Reddit post, so fact check me if you please).

Some of these short stories I imagine them as animated films (Several of them 2D and one of them 3D). So I really hope I reach out to actual animators or people with filmmaking experience for the job of making this a reality for me since I'm not a great or good animator and artist.

So yeah, Please don't judge me on my writing skills, I'm just starting out and I've been wanting to get these dreams out of my head.

Story Summaries

The Legend of Mightia

The Legend of Mightia's Parnimals and Other Creatures

The Legend of Mightia Lore

The Legend of Mightia Videogame Spinoff

Animator Story Elaboration

Animator Short Stories

A Superhero Movie 2 Short Stories

About me

I’m 17M and I have mild autism. I tend to say I just have autism and that’s about it, because it doesn’t affect me extremely heavily, of course. There’s some noticeable stuff, but nothing heavy in terms of support or anything.

I also don’t currently go to regular school. Instead, I go to a place that’s meant to help me build some routine and eventually get back into school or work.

How I’ve been feeling

I’ve been struggling mentally for the past few months. My mood can switch between feeling okay, really low, angry, numb, or like I need to cry. I can also laugh and joke normally while feeling absolutely terrible, which sometimes makes me question whether I’m actually struggling or just faking it.

I have very low self-worth and often feel like I’m not allowed to feel this way because other people have it worse. I also don’t really see much of a point in life sometimes.

I’ve had/have suicidal thoughts as well. Sometimes they’re more passive, sometimes I joke about it, and a few times over the past few months I’ve thought more seriously about it. I’m not sure what to do with these thoughts anymore. Although recently, when I’m feeling bad, I’ve been getting more of a tingling feeling about really just wanting to slit my throat or strangle myself etc.

Things I’ve already tried

I’m currently on citalopram, and we previously tried quetiapine, but it didn’t really help. I’ve also already had therapy with multiple different therapists and tried different approaches/methods, but unfortunately none of it has really helped.

My friendship

One of the things that has been bothering me a lot is my only real-life friend. I get along with other people at the location, but he’s the only person I’d actually call a close friend.

He’s already 18, and eventually one of us will leave the location. I have no idea when that’ll happen, and I’m scared that we won’t stay in contact afterwards. I asked him about it before, and he said he doesn’t know because he isn’t very good at keeping in contact with old friends.

And I asked him if we will hold contact if one of us leaves. He said, “I don’t know.” He also does not have a lot of contact with old school friends besides a handful, and I dislike texting.

I’ve even asked my friend before if he still wanted to be friends because I was worried he was only being nice to me. He reassured me that he didn’t see any reason not to be friends.

The weird thing is that I actually enjoy being alone too. We hung out outside the location once and had a great time, but afterwards I was also relieved to have some time alone again. So I don’t think I constantly need him around. I just really hate the idea of losing the friendship.

What I’m wondering

I guess what I’m wondering is: how do you stop constantly worrying about losing a friendship that hasn’t even ended yet? And how do you deal with being so scared of being replaced or forgotten? And what to do with myself to begin with?

Any advice or experiences would be appreciated.

Yes, my parents know about how I’ve been struggling.

can’t really sell anything right now tmr is my friends bday so just trynna get few bucks so can do sum for him but can’t rally find a way to get like 40-100 bucks nun im trynna sell will sell

I mean, I look in the mirror and think I know what I look like. However, when people point out that I share a resemblance with someone, I can’t for the life of me see it.

You see it all the time on the internet. Talking about fatphobia and how men can be endearing even if they are overweight. But if this is someone who they deem to be morally incorrect the next day. They have no issue saying the most heinous shit imaginable. Which is how they really feel. It’s called the lizard brain and women like to pretend they are somehow above it all. It’s sickening the hypocrisy

Post Body:

I was lying in bed today and did a small thought experiment about how our subconscious mind processes reality versus imagination:

1. The Pure Illusion:

I closed my eyes and imagined I was floating in the air completely alone. But the physical touch of the bed instantly broke the magic. It reminded me that I was on the bed, not floating. My brain rejected the illusion because there was no physical base to support it.

1. The Anchored Illusion:

Then, I changed the thought. I imagined I was floating along with my bed. This time, something incredible happened. The physical touch of the bed didn't break the illusion; instead, it made the imagination feel 100% real. My brain accepted the fantasy because it had a physical anchor (the touch) to hold onto.

1. The Connection to Dreaming & Reality:

This made me realize how our subconscious mind operates during sleep. When we dream, we are still physically lying on a bed, receiving constant tactile feedback. Our subconscious mind knows this physical reality, but it actively filters out and ignores the touch of the bed so that the dream/illusion can feel entirely real.

The exact moment your subconscious forces you to focus on the physical touch of the bed, the illusion shatters—you either wake up instantly or you become lucid.

1. The Bigger Picture (Life & Death):

If you stretch this logic to real life, our physical body is just like that bed. We are connected to so many earthly anchors—touch, pain, money, relationships. These sensations are so overwhelming that our brain treats this physical world as the only absolute reality.

Just like you cannot realize a dream is fake while inside it without an external trigger, we can never comprehend death or an alternate reality while trapped in this body. Our earthly senses act as a sensory trap, forcing us to validate only this construct.

What do you think about this connection between physical touch, anchors, and the illusions of our mind?

For a substantial amount of years now, I've had this spot on my skin that I noticed getting slightly larger and multicolor as time went by. Coupled with the fact that I've always felt like shit through all my life without a reason, I thought these could be the signs of skin cancer.

I never consulted any medical professionals about it, instead, I did some reaserch myself on whether my suspicions were right or not. But now, after what feels like 1-2 years of this spot not progressing, and feeling practically the same, I can't help but feel betrayed by my body. I thought I had a sure way to cut my lifespan in a nice spot, but apparently cancer doesn't advance when you want it to.

I'm quite sensitive to sound and didn't realize how much the noise was going to affect me until I moved into an actual apartment for the first time two weeks ago near my college.

I'm on a first-floor unit, which is nice in some ways because 1) I'm a musician and I don't have to worry as much about bothering other people with my own noise (esp. percussion) 2) I rather enjoy just walking to my door. However, the entire apartment shares one wall facing an alleyway one street removed from the major urban road in my city, which means deep into the middle of the night random cars will fly down it at max speed right outside my window.

I keep a fan running and sometimes my speakers to deaden the impact, or put on my earplugs, but it's almost all bass so I literally can't tune it out. Same thing with upstairs neighbor noise, which hasn't been bad until today when I got about 30 minutes straight of what sounded like slamming the floor with a rubber mallet. The unpredictability of it fucking murders me.

It's better now that there isn't also random construction and car alarms going off directly outside my window, but there was a moment last week where I had about a 2 hour long meltdown from it all. Ended up with my head buried on the floor of my bedroom in some blankets with earplugs in and shivered every time a car went by.