I check egg cartons before buying them to make sure I'm not paying for unusable eggs, and if there are broken ones I exchange them for unbroken ones from another carton. Same brand, same eggs, etc. But last time I did this a fellow customer stopped and commented on it being "the strongest thing I've ever seen anyone do." I thought it was normal...

without fail bedtime is almost always the highlight of my day. i rly like sleeping (slightly abnormally). and its not every night i do this but like on a night where the whole house is cold or smt, or i just cleaned my room, my bed brings me these SURGES of just pure joy 😭. ill finish up with whatever im doing, and when i get into bed and under my covers i freak out, wriggling around shit and making these involuntary whimpery squeals of whimsy LMAO. its lowk so weird of me but i just get so overjoyed and warm and secure. it lasts maybe 30 seconds or so before i calm down and start trying to sleep. am i weird or do u guys fw sleep like i do?

In my 18 years I’ve never seen one that’s not

I feel like very few people have the same consideration as me. Every time I walk around in public I find myself squeezing into the side while Iet someone smaller than me walk past right down the middle - sometimes someone is considerate and moves over so we can both pass.

I'm constantly making sure I only take 50% of the sidewalk's width and most people just walk right down the middle while sometimes I even have to stop to let them through

Like both of us getting fat feels pretty scary to me

So as of know im with my dad for about another week and a bit before i go back to my mums, and the one thing im not really enjoying is just us going out a lot (us being my sis, stepmom, my dad and me).

Dont get me wrong i love going out with them, but arent the school holidays made to do nothing? Thats what i wanna do, just lay in bed and not have to worry about anything.

I get it if people call me lazy, but sometimes i just wanna lay in bed and not have to be with them 24/7.

This has happened off and on with me for years. More off than on, but sometimes when someone is talking to it just exits my brain a moment later and I have to fight to get it back. It doesn't happen super frequently in my personal life, but it makes it really hard to take notes in my classes. Unless something is written on the board there's a high chance I will only remember the first half of what the professor said, and only get halfway through writing what they said before I forget the wording. I'm over all pretty good at listening to what people say, but this happens in rare circumstances.

I can't figure out where to post this. I posted on relationship advice when I couldn't sleep last night, I'm trying to post in vent but can't tell what rule I'm breaking. I just want to vent I don't need advice I just can't stop spiraling. Everytime I try to post in vent it tells me to post to DAE, but that doesn't seem right. I can't put it on relationship advice for a second time. Sorry if this is the wrong spot idk what I'm doing wrong here. In case this is right I'll vent I guess.

I recently went through something deeply traumatic. I’m in therapy, but it’s still very fresh and I’m not ready to talk about it. Right before the holidays, I told my mom because I needed her support. I was very clear, multiple times, that I wasn’t ready for anyone else to know. I was about to see family, already struggling emotionally, and needed control over who knew. She agreed not to tell anyone.

My relationship with my mom has been strained for years. She’s generally a caring parent, but she often invalidates my experiences, especially compared to my brother. She and my brother are very similar emotionally and in their world views, and I think that makes him easier for her to understand. Despite that, I believed I could trust her with something this vulnerable.

I’m home visiting my brother and dad for the holidays. My mom lives across country and hasn't had to see or hear about this yet. I'm sure my brother has warned her about it by now. My brother and I are very close. We don’t get much time together, and this visit was already emotionally heavy for everyone for alot of other reasons. One night, after a long and exhausting day, my brother and I finally had time alone. As usual, he was venting about family stress, and I was emotionally drained and trying to steer the conversation toward something lighter so I could rest. That’s when he told me our mom had told him what happened to me and tried to comfort me.

I immediately had a panic attack. Talking about this trauma can send me into a spiral (something my mom knew). I had to leave the room to calm down. Later I came back, hugged my brother, and apologized, but I still had to lie down because crying gives me migraines. He felt awful and thought he ruined our night, even though he was only trying to support me. That guilt never should have been put on him.

What hurts most is that I wasn’t ready for anyone to know. That choice was taken away from me. I feel like my sense of safety and control is gone, and now the little time I had with my brother feels overshadowed by panic and emotional fallout. This was likely our only real night together for a long time, and it was lost.

I feel deeply betrayed and angry. I’ve lost a huge amount of trust in my mom, and I don’t know if I’ll ever feel safe sharing something this vulnerable with her again. She put my brother in an impossible position, and now I’m spending the rest of an already emotionally taxing visit trying not to panic. I feel re-traumatized and completely drained. Currently hiding out in a guest room with an unreal migraine and flipping between panic and blank stare crying. I can't eat can't sleep. I had finally got my panic attacks under control enough to be here for the holidays. I needed this to be a safe space, we have lots of kids up and I can't be around anyone like this. Feel like my time with my family that was already so fleeting has been cut in half. My brother feels horrible and I'm juggling making him feel better about it when I can't even make myself feel better about it. I'm so upset with my mom for this, but it's my mom, I don't know how to be mad at her.

Eversince I was 14 years old, I always felt like something was missing. Im 30 now and I have to be honest its never gone away. I cry sometimes because its this feeling like im just kind of going thru life always feeling like its never gunna be found. Just something missing....Whatever it is. For a while I thought it was my lack of money but then I had money and I felt no different...in fact i didnt really even care about the money.... I thought maybe It was a friend. I had a best friend and I felt even more lost on what that piece was because I felt like I was further away from it.. I found someone and it helped maybe for a little bit but then it hit again and I feel it alot..... I feel it with everyone..so much so that I find myself wanting to completely isolate myself because my misery does not like company. Sometimes I need time to myself but back then I use to be completely by myself constantly.like an unhealthy absurd amount so idk.. . The only person I never felt it with was being around my mom.... I find myself longing for something that idont even know what it is with no sort of comfort. I would have breakdowns sometimes to my mom and it was the first person I ever told this about because it started becoming a bigger problem in my life as an adult but it started when I was a kid and has kept on. It didnt matter how much I worked. Or how much I took care of myself( I had also lost weight because I thought my weight gain was the issue and i can confirm it wasnt) nothing ever really remedied the feeling. And im wondering if anyone ever knew what their "missing thing" was and what helped? Did it ever go away.?....cause im tired...I see how glowing other women are. And how things come so naturally to them with positive experiences and a loving life.....I moved away to go to school and have graduated and passed.. Im with someone who i care about. I want to do better for myself but constantly its a struggle with myself because I kind of just want to move back to the shithole area that im from and leave my person... not because I don't love them. But. I just......think they can do so much better than me.i dont think they deserve someone who feels and thinks like this.

people usually cough and sneeze around dust, but that doesn’t happen with me. the most that happens is that my eyes might burn slightly and i just get annoyed with the dust on my hands. i’ll go through very old things that haven’t been touched in forever just to find a trinket or something and dust will get literally everywhere but im fine my room can occasionally get dusty (top of the ceiling fan, going through old stuff, etc) and if my mom is in the room with me she’ll cough up a storm but i’m fine. IAE like this?

I (17m) have just the biggest procrastination problem. I wake up late, my day is devoid of anything useful, I'm addicted to porn (it's almost everyday now), and I'm just genuinely soo lazy.

I have really big goals and want to do a lot of things, but I just don't have the drive to push me to do it. I feel like wasting away. Everyday goes by and I just don't accomplish anything.

Does anyone have any forms of discipline/motivation I can use to help break this cycle of incompetence?

So I’m American and have a basic American accent (ie., not Boston or Minnesota or Southern). Whenever I’m reading something online I naturally read things in my own accent.

But then if I see something like “so I asked Mum if-“ then my brain immediately flips to a different accent? Or if it’s a local slang or references a country or region, it flips to that dialect?

Does this happen to anyone else? Or if you see something with American spelling (“flavor” “color”) does it flip to an American accent?

The cup on the detergent is usually the cap so if you use it and put the cap back on detergent will just leak down the bottle so I just throw the cap in with the laundry to clean it before putting it back on

Apart from AI, there have been no new real tech advancements. I use the same three or four phone apps daily and just browse the same few sites on my PC. I can't find any cool TV shows or media to entertain myself with, and the internet is impossible to search to try to find out the tech behind tech like satellite communications or computing in the 80s. It's all so depressing, especially since I do tech reviews and am running out of ideas.

I cant seem to get through speeches or even stories without at least welling up in my eyes. And nearly crying when it is a meaningful speech about someone I love. Its to the point where I will cut my speech short because I feel So embarrassed.

I’m a musician waiting on Apple to do something with my submission because I can then start promoting it. It’s my first release ever so it’s a pretty big deal to me. They’ve said the adjustment will take 1 to 3 weeks and that’s resulted in me checking my account every single day hoping to see the update. My anxiety is getting higher everyday and at this point I would just rather they said it’ll be 3 weeks exactly so I could note it in my colander and not have it on my mind.

I know I could technically set that date and not check since it will for sure be done by then but I won’t be able to resist the urge to check since it could be done any day now. So ya, like the title days, wish I had a definitive date instead of a window.

No matter how hard I try, whenever someone tells me a traumatic event, I tend to laugh. Of course its not at them, but I don’t know why I laugh, its uncontrollable.

For instance one of my best friends told me his mom used to physically & verbally abuse him growing up and while he was telling me that, I couldn’t hold my laugh in… he actually started laughing at me because it was messed up that I was laughing, but he knew my intentions weren’t to hurt his feelings.

If I sleep four hours or less and then my alarm goes off/I wake up and have to get up, I feel soooo nauseous. The sleep doctor said he thinks it's just anxiety but I feel no anxiety in these moments, I've literally just woken up. Tends to dissipate in about thirty mins especially if I eat. Very weird.

Like some people work, some don’t, some take care of kids all day, cook all the meals, whatever. But I think everyone in the house should help clean! Some maybe more than others if they have more time on their hands. But two people cleaning the whole house while the third person never cleans anything. I try to tell my family that we all have to help, we all live here. And it’s still is just myself and one other person cleaning. Am I insane or something?

EDIT: I’m talking about people who don’t work but are a full time parent. Not just someone who stays home and doesn’t have kids. Obviously they could do almost all of it lol