Touché.
I meant clearly easily attainable by others. If I start comparing myself to them, well, it’s like comparing a '97 Pinto vs a 2022 EV.
Touché.
I meant clearly easily attainable by others. If I start comparing myself to them, well, it’s like comparing a '97 Pinto vs a 2022 EV.
I will, thanks! No matter how long it takes, I will never give up on him.
Quantum awkwardness. I for one am in a permanent state of possibly awkward.
A “good” thing from a bad thing: my 6 year old computer monitor decided to croak today. As it’s currently black friday deals, I managed to order a new one fairly cheap-o.
That’s the approach we’re trying to take. He has a psych appointment today as well. I only hope he “gets” it before he does something really damaging.
Apart from that I constantly offer to hang out, play games with him or whatnot (he used to love playing Subnautica together) but nothing seems to interest him at all. As someone who also suffered a lot at that age, it pains me so much to seem him go through similar and getting thrown so many helplines and not taking a single one. I would’ve moved heaven & earth back then for even one of them.
People with depression often fall into this trap. You set a standard you can’t possibly reach and then get upset you aren’t reaching said impossible standard.
Nah, plenty of us set teeny, tiny, attainable goals and then still consistently fail to reach them for decades. It’s called being totally inept or an idiot. Unfortunately there’s no cure except switft application of lead suppositories.
I’m firmly in your boat, except I was never rich to begin with or had any kind of financial success. My son loathes me because I can’t afford the things he wants. As a family we try to focus on things that don’t have to cost a lot of money, but it falls on deaf ears for him.
I can only hope it’s puberty wreaking havoc, but so far he’s making it clear that we’ve failed him as parents because his material needs aren’t met to his standard.
My only regret is that I have… boneitis.
Feel this one in my bones.
It’s not that rare unfortunately. It’s spread across more than half the globe.
The last time this happened we needed a world war to root it out. It’s looking increasingly likely that we’re gonna need another one.
Looks at the heap of empty cans on the desk
Wabi-Sabi it is!
Been trying to meditate unsuccessfully for years now. At this point the frustration of always failing isn’t even worth trying anymore but I still do in the vain hopes that “one day it will finally click”. I mean, that’s easier to accept than the more probable possibility that I’m just a fundamentally broken human who can’t even get basic functioning right.
Something tells me this day will eventually live in greater infamy than 9/11.
Like in 2230, provided there is still something resembling the human race, “9/11” will be just another boring date to memorize together with shit like the Alamo w/e.
The day the republic fell, however, will be a lot more recognizable and memorable.
248 years. Empires “always” last around ~250 (Let’s ignore the Romans for now) so we’re exactly on time.
Wanna bet he’ll put up one of his kids (hell perhaps even Barron?) and bend the whole sycophantic side of the GOP into endlesdly propping them up?
In 4 years, you may simply get Trump III. I want to say this notion seems absurd, except that it absolutely isn’t.
Let me put it this way: we will see the true beginning of WW3 in the Baltics. Trump will predictably not act upon that and the response will be 100% up to Europe itself.
That response better be an armed one, and quick too, or we all better start practicing cyrillic here in W-europe.
Regardless if we are lucky, “only” tens of thousands will die. More likely it will be millions.
So yeah, Trump kinda bedazzled us there, no way around it. Won’t be until the people who voted him in will start hurting personally that they’ll finally realize they’ve been conned. But too little too late.
That’s the way we got one of ours back in the day. I was on an evening walk with my then-gf, we came across a very friendly kitty, gave her some pets, and went on to go home. She followed, entered the house, went right to the litter box, did her thing, and promptly decided she’d live there for the rest of her life. Fucking cats man. Love 'em to death.
I used to run VM’s in parallel for my job, which eat RAM like candy. Other than that though, I’ve never had a use case for more than 32GB RAM.
The amounts of copium in this thread are extinction-level.
Everything you just said is 100% valid and you are simply correct.
The thing is, it’s not a measure of a healthy mind to thrive in a profoundly sick society where the worst of the worst have won long ago.
There’s this thing called depressive realism which posits that depressed people, by and large, perceive reality much closer to how it really is than neurotypical people.
Essentially, “normal” people have an (innate or learned) positivity bias. Which is usually a good thing. People like us are the outliers.
But positivity bias in a world where it’s actually harmful is another thing. The majority of people are walking headlong into their own extinction while going “Ehh, it’s not so bad”, while we should ALL be positively irate and picketing the homes (not companies) of our owner class 24/7.
But it hasn’t happened yet and at this point I don’t know how bad things need to get before people realize what’s going on.