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Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

2014.01.21 07:24 arcanime Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

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2013.07.12 17:37 Mother_Of_Reposts Let's Get Creative!

We've merged with /DHMIS to make sure that our relatively small fandom doesn't have to needlessly split its activity. Head over to /DHMIS! Please stop messaging the mods asking to be let in.
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2022.01.23 21:44 xXAutisticSoftieXx DontHugMeImCringe

I made this community for people who found cringe dhmis stuff and post it here
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2023.03.22 17:57 MathRockManiac Why does Ciri one of if not the strongest character in the game not have a card above 10 prov?

I was just scrolling through the cards and it just hit me, Ciri, one of the strongest characters in the game doesn't have a card over 10 prov.
I'm definitely not advocating for more overly tuned cards but this baffles me, is Renfri, Vernon Roche, Sigi Reuven, hell King of Beggars stronger than Ciri in The Witcher lore? I'm not saying they don't deserve their prov but I think Ciri needs some respect here.
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2023.03.22 17:57 123QuesrioningGuy Where does this fit in the sexuality spectrum?

Finding guys hot but don't wanting to have sex with them and finding few girls cute but just wanting to have sex with girls to see if I would like it. Does this puts me in the asexual spectrum? Bisexual or just gay? Or even straight idk. I just get boners sometimes with shirtless guys and sometimes with naked girls. I dont see anything cute in vagina, boobs, anus or dick. So thats why I was thinking I might be asexual. As of what I masturbate is to straight porn, but i did masturbate to some gay years back.. but, never wanted to actually have sex with the guys. Have a good day you all
Also, for the last one, how did you go over it. To accept the fact that you are asexual, bisexual, etc. So i can work on it. Because I feel weird by not dying for some sex like all the other people im around.
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2023.03.22 17:56 IdumpedMincraft I ran a 4.9 dash and nobody believes me.

This is a tough one for me. I'm big, and definitely don't look fast, but nonetheless I clocked a 4.9 for my 40 yard dash. I have a witness, as well as a screenshot of the time, but I'm still being accused of lying by my teammates. This is something I've worked all summer on, and I'm destroyed that nobody believes me. I'd love some advice for dealing with this.
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2023.03.22 17:55 mdcynic High-quality bag recommendations

I'm looking for a new bag that will last me a while and I'm willing to spend good money on it if it's worth it. Here's what it needs to have:
-I currently carry 17 discs. I don't see myself ever carrying more than 20, so it's got to be able to fit that many/be fine with that many without screwing up the balance.
-Must have a water bottle slot; bonus if it can fit a nalgene/32oz gatorade
-Must be able to carry a towel, rangefinder, disc retriever, misc small items, and a lightweight jacket in its pockets
-Must have comfortable straps. This my biggest complaint with my current bag.
-Must be of high quality. I don't want it fraying/falling apart after a year of regular use. Or a warranty that protects against that, though I don't know if any companies do that.
Bonus "nice to have" things:
-Top pocket(s) that can fit at least 4 discs
-Lightweight
-Two water bottle holders
-Removable covedon't need to constantly smash down material when putting discs in. My current bag's opening is narrower than the actual storage area so when you put a disc back in on the sides you have to sort of jam it in there.
-Removable shoulder straps so I can replace them when they wear down or potentially upgrade
-Able to be zipped up to fully enclose it for e.g. taking it on airplanes
-Dedicated slot for umbrella/disc retriever
-Dedicated slot for easy rangefinder access
-Any QoL things I'm not thinking of that people mention in the comments they really like.

Which bags fit these criteria? What do you all recommend?
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2023.03.22 17:55 ksrdm1463 How angry should I be?

Yesterday when I went to pick up my 15 month old from his Goddard daycare, he was sitting at a table with 3 other kids in his class watching Cocomelon on a teacher's phone (not the class ipad).
I was totally flummoxed and the first thing I said was "tough day?", then I commented that we didn't allow Cocomelon at home (we don't, but if he's sick and is too tired to play, but too awake to sleep, we might allow it). We really don't do screen time, generally. His teachers didn't give me any indication that they shouldn't be doing it and there was no apology or anything.
The ownedirector is working from home due to medical issue, and I'm wondering if the teachers are taking advantage. The infant room was wonderful and I'm hesitant to pull my kid out over what may be a one off thing, but he was upset because I was there, so he wasn't going to watch more Cocomelon (and I had to calm him down), and honestly, if they're letting the kids watch Cocomelon at 5 when they know parents are coming, what are they doing at 2 when parents aren't expected?
I get that sometimes kids can have bad days, but it's also their job, and I don't get to ignore my company's policy (as far as I know, no screen time is allowed for the 15-18 month olds) because it's a rough day.
We were gone for a week, so it's possible that we missed an announcement, but had we walked into that on a tour, they'd immediately be off our list.
I'm thinking about emailing the director, noting what I saw, and asking how much screen time the 12-18 month olds are getting per day (because if it's more than "they don't get any screen time, WTF" I may reevaluate continuing to use them). The drawback is that I might have been the only parent (paying $1600/month) to comment on it during pickup so if the teachers get into trouble, they might know it was me to complained.
Does anyone have any advice here?
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2023.03.22 17:55 WeirdBryceGuy The Unutterable Word

I couldn’t believe that he said it. My own brother, who I’d known for years as a kind, compassionate – and most importantly - accepting person. To my knowledge, he’d never said anything remotely critical of an entire group of people; had never once expressed a belief or even a joking sentiment of hatred or bigotry. And yet, in front of my best friend, he said the word: The one you just don’t fucking say.
Naturally, I tried to intervene. I pushed my brother away, apologizing to Jackson even as I advanced on my monumentally stupid sibling. My brother – Craig – then had the audacity to ask what my problem was, as if he hadn’t just said the word in front of Jackson, who’d never even so much as looked wrongly at Craig.
Behind me, Jackson tried to assure me that it was fine; that I didn’t need to react so strongly; that he was sure my brother hadn’t meant it. But as if he were going for an award in callousness – or perhaps just stupidity – Craig repeated it; this time with face-cringing emphasis on the G-sound.
I punched him – or at least I tried to. He’d anticipated it, moved out of the way just as my fist neared his face. I grazed his chin, and stumbled forward, eventually falling into the rain-filled curb. My brother laughed and danced around me, like a maniacal little imp.
Being my best friend, having always had my back regardless of the circumstance, Jackson stepped up. He shouted for my brother to back off and came to stand between him and me. Craig is twenty-five, two years older than me, but he’s much larger; built like a linebacker, even though he’s never played sports. Jackson is my age, but of a comparable build to my brother. Seeing them lock eyes, I was sure that there’d be a fight; that things would come to blows there in the street; but to my shock, my brother stepped back, and Jackson helped me up.
“You’d probably call your friends and have them jump me, anyway. Not worth it.”
I shouted, “That’s enough!” and told my brother to go home – that I was staying at Jackson’s tonight. I live with Craig in a house a few blocks away, and we’d met up with Jackson earlier in the day to see a classic horror movie at the theater in town.
Seeing as how Craig had had more than a few beers from the theater’s bar, we’d figured it was best if we walked home together. I wanted to believe that he was just drunk, that his unprompted derisive outburst was simply the result of a few too many movie-theater beers; but that word wasn’t something you just said, especially not around someone whose people were the primary targets of its derogatory usage.
Glassy eyed, with that wicked sneer still on his face, Craig glanced at the sky and said, “It’s getting pretty late. Moon’s coming out. Soon your friend here will be practically invisible in the dark. Unless he smiles.”
I was certain that I could actually feel the heat of Jackson’s blood boiling beside me. With clenched fists he told Craig to go home. With my temper already flared beyond reason, I flicked some of the water from my rain-sodden jacket onto Craig’s devilish face. He flinched, but stayed put; his grin even wider, now.
Even I wanted to fight him, but I knew that it’d be a fight I’d lose. So, I begrudgingly turned away and started walking toward Jackson’s house. He followed.
Just as we were about to round the corner to Jackson’s block, Craig called out, “Be careful, bro. You know how they are in their own neighborhoods. Stay inside once you get there.”
And that was it. Jackson stopped, did a 180-degree turn, and started full sprint toward Craig. By this time the moon had come out and was casting a large swathe of its marmoreal brilliance onto the street. Craig had entered the broad scope of light, ready to face Jackson head on. I followed, unsure of who to assist if things got really bad; but knowing that I’d let Jackson at least get a few good hits in before attempting to break them up.
Jackson entered the celestial spotlight and transformed.
His clothes practically exploded from his body, blown away to flimsy shreds as if nothing more than tissue paper. His muscles expanded with supernatural spontaneity; the thickly corded thews and tendons inflating to Herculean proportions, becoming almost sickeningly vascular. Dark sable fur sprouted from the overly taut flesh, blooming atop every exposed surface. The bestial transformation occurred in a matter of seconds, and then he was on Craig; who’d not so much as shifted in surprise.
Jackson howled monstrously as he mauled Craig. I couldn’t see my brother beneath the hulking horror, but I heard his half-crazed laugh. He was amused, or at least pretending to be. This only served to further enrage Jackson, who slashed and clawed at my brother with demonic fervor.
I’d never seen Jackson in such a state, had never witnessed a Lycanthropic transformation. The snarling beast he’d become was terrifying. And the thoughts I’d had of coming to his assistance were dashed upon the rocks of reality as he roared triumphantly to the moon, my brother’s blood glistening on his ultra-canine face.
Craig had stopped laughing and was now insensibly gurgling on his own blood. His eyes – distant and bloodshot – came to meet mine, and I prayed that he was still acting; still taunting Jackson, now with feigned weakness. I’d been pissed at Craig, but I didn’t want him dead.
Thankfully, I was right. With a glottal chuckle and almost imperceptible swiftness, Craig sat up, gripped Jackson by the waist, and suplex’d him onto the sidewalk. There was a horrible crunch of bone, and Jackson let out a loud whine; like a dog struck with an unexpected kick. Craig deftly rolled away and regained his composure – his throat and most of his chest still hanging in bloody ribbons through his tattered shirt.
Dazed but by no means deterred, Jackson reoriented himself and leapt once more. Craig casually stepped aside, and I was suddenly face-to-face with that abominable werebeast.
There was a moment of horrific awe – of grotesque spectacle, and then terror sank my heart like a stone. My brother and I are what most would refer to as vampires. We are far more durable and physically capable than the fittest of humans, but werewolves are even more formidable. And Jackson is an exceptional genetic specimen of his kind.
He towered over me, with intermixed streams of saliva and blood trailing from his wide maw. A savage, supernumerary arrangement of teeth promised a death of untold agonies; and eyes blood-red with feral hatred assured me that that death would not come quickly. I held up my hands, hoping that in his lunar-enhanced state he’d still recognize me; would still show mercy to the one who’d been his friend for nearly two hundred years of standard human time.
He sniffed, examining me with flared, steaming nostrils; and then mercifully turned away. Relief washed away some of the terror that practically incapacitated me; but I was still frozen in place; more petrified than a fatally curious victim of Medusa.
Again, Jackson charged at Craig, only this time my brother met the ferocious challenger head-on. They locked in mid-air and came crashing down onto the street, where they proceeded to engage in the most brutal, blood-letting melee I'd ever seen. Throats were slashed; muscles were torn from limbs; teeth broken and scattered. It was midnight ultra-violence, darkly accompanied by fiendishly inhuman shrieks, screams, and growls. Dogs and other things howled supportively or antagonistically, and a few porch lights flicked on – but no one dared to come out.
Finally, things came to a grisly end when my brother – doubly delimbed and thoroughly eviscerated – kicked Jackson’s jaw clean from his skull, eliminating his most lethal method of attack. Already severely debilitated by my brother’s dexterous use of kicks, and his outright surgical employment of elongated nails, Jackson finally surrendered. He scampered away into the shadows, whining wolfishly. Craig, more than likely as tired as his opponent, nodded in acceptance.
Spurts of steam and bloody mist blew skyward, signaling Jackson’s detransformation. He re-entered the circle of moonlight naked, but otherwise unharmed – his wounds having healed in the process. Craig’s regeneration would be much slower, but none of his still-bleeding wounds were fatal – at least not to a vampire. They’d both sustained injuries that would’ve killed a human three times over.
In a moment of battle-induced sobriety, Craig extended his hand. Jackson accepted the peace offering and they shook as gentlemen.
Craig, regaining a mischievous glint in his eye, then said: “I'm sorry for calling you a mongrel. I know I shouldn’t use that word, but I’d never fought a werewolf before, and really wanted to –after the movie we’d just watched. I figured you’d be my best opportunity, and knew that the only way to make you really go hard would be to say the M word.”
Jackson laughed, the hoarse tiredness of his voice making him sound a little too close to his other self for my liking. He told Craig that it was fine, that the fight was fun. But that going forward, he’d only need to ask – wouldn’t have to throw slurs around.
Craig responded, “sounds good, haha.” and then they both turned to me, as if I’d have something to add to their newfound brotherhood. I just said that I was tired, and joked about how I’d probably need a new change of underwear, after what I’d seen.
Together, we headed to Jackson’s house and – for the fun of it – re-installed Bloodborne.
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2023.03.22 17:54 _gr1m It's the end for me.

After being laid off in July 2022, and bumped into so many roadblocks, scams, 5-6-stage interview processes, people who tried to steal ex-employer confidential information from me, others who made me take 2 hour long personality tests to finaly send me email saying that I'm crazy according to the quiz answers to employer who tricked me into a position falsely named Project Manager while actually being a simple "underpaid queue rat".
Not to mention the numerous posts that I've seen here, that resemble the issues that I encountered and some even more outrageous than that...
After being unemployed for almost a year now, huge gap in my CV, absolutely zero tolerance left for 2 3 4 5 stages of interview and LESS than zero trust in any employer on Earth...I decided to quit my job search for good.
I still do not know what will happen to me next. I don't know how am I going to make living from here on out but at this point I do not think I shall put myself through this terror for the big prize of becoming someone elses slave and someone elses metrics number.
I feel like this community helped me alot during this hard year and I really felt that I wasn't alone in this, which gave me courage to fight and to move forward.
I will remain active and try to help others here to the best of my abilities and to the extend of my wisdom.
Like I said, I don't know what life is cookin, but I am eager to find out for myself outside the job search specter.
Thank you so much!
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2023.03.22 17:54 Anythingmatcha Im changing for the better.

Last year, I had an epiphany of sorts when I realized how shitty I am to other people when im down. I rage, rage, rage, to the point na naka salalay ang mood ng house sa mood ko. I cried myself to sleep for weeks when I came to this realization. I was a shitty person at my lowest points, and the best person when im feeling my best.
I promised myself that I will change, that I wont let my emotions get the better of me. Kanina, I almost raged at my mom BUT before I could say anything more, I willed myself to calm down, and I did. I am also working on my own insecurities, and trying to not project my own shit to other people. Di nila deserve un. Deserve nila is ung best version of me, and im proud to say na im actively working on it.
Cheers to new beginnings. May we shed the parts we don’t like about ourselves.
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2023.03.22 17:54 Sinu_ *dies once* *leaves*

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2023.03.22 17:54 Dizzy-Sun1560 I think my therapist only cares about me because I'm trans

Hi, so, I'm seeing my therapist since a few months and I started transitioning almost 2 months ago, my therapist is really excited about my transition and can't wait to see how much I change because of it, all the sessions are about it, literally, we usually start talking about some random subject but then he changes the subject to talk about my transition. Yesterday I told him about my self destruction thoughts and he once again changed the subject almost immediately.
In the beginning I was happy to have a therapist who supports me through my transition but now I don't know, I needed a therapist because there are a lot of things going on in my life and me being trans isn't really one of the reasons, I really feel like he only cares about me because I'm trans
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2023.03.22 17:54 Wraeghul I'm 6 hours into Prey, and I'm struggling to continue. Any suggestions on what I should do?

I played the System Shock Remake Demo a month ago and loved it, and I find it incredibly weird that Prey doesn't seem to scratch that same itch, given their obvious similarities. And I don't know how to fix this. It just doesn't engage me on the same level.
My playstyle so far has been trying to loot everything that isn't nailed down and recycling them, taking out the Mimics with my wrench, and placing turrets lumped together as I kite Phantoms towards them so that they're taken out as quickly as possible (I killed a Thermal Phantom this way).
When I encounter a Phantom with no turrets around, I use stealth (no Neuromods that enhance it, like ''Morph'') to stay out of their line of sight, and engage them with my Gloo Cannon and then whack them with my wrench to kill them (I've tried outrunning them, but their teleportation and projectile AOEs are barely avoidable in tight corridors). I don't like stealth in games, but the game really forces you to play it this way.
I also use the Gloo Cannon to get to other places, like many will probably figure out, and closed pipes with it which spewed fire. The basic stuff.
Might also sound weird, but navigation is a big issue for me. I don't really know what I should be doing or look for. This wasn't that big of an issue in SSR, or the Resident Evil Remake (which I did find to be rather hard to find my way in). It's something I struggle with in daily life. Probably has something to do with my autism.
Does anyone have any suggestions to improve the experience? I don't want to give up on the game, despite my problems with it. Plot isn't something that I look for (I'm entirely focused on engaging gameplay, thick atmosphere, and good character work), so I'm mostly talking about gameplay and mindset suggestions.
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2023.03.22 17:54 Questions_99 How to lose weight when you have ADHD?

I'm a female (22), a bit overweight. I already have a detailed plan for losing weight. However, I'm struggling with following it. Even if I have cooked meals, I still skip them and look for other food. The only thing I follow right now is drinking enough water. This situation is stressing me out for a month. I haven't weight myself knowing I couldn't lose a single gram. My goal is to lose a few kilos before 1st June. In my head, I know that if I could do what I planned, I would achieve my goal., but my brain always has another idea.
I don't go for junk food when I skip meals, I just drink coffee or eat fruit instead. I'm not an active person so I guess the calo out is always higher than calo in. Please help
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2023.03.22 17:54 Syrinxos I feel lonely and lost and that is no longer ok...

I have been with someone for 5 years, then 4 years ago we broke up.
Nothing for 3 years, than last October I went out with someone for one month, but the thing didn't work and it stopped there.
I know how to enjoy being on my own: I like to go to cinemas, doing sport, reading, sewing, gaming. I take classes and I have a few... acquaintances, but not real close friends. It's hard to make close friends when you move abroad alone...
I keep repeating myself that is ok to feel lonely every once in a while, that the story we tell ourselves "you'll find someone who loves you at some point" is fake and that I am ok with it.
But I am not... I remember what it was like to be in a relationship, to have someone to compliment you every once in a while, to have someone to rely on, to have someone to care for, to have someone to do nothing with.
I miss being caressed and being hugged, I miss having someone cuddling me when I am worried about my thesis, about my work.
I feel lonely and I am tired to pretend that it's ok to feel like this, I don't think I deserve this.
I feel lost, don't know where I am in life, what am I doing and what I will do. And it's nice to think that I don't have to account for someone else's life to make any kind of decision, but I want to feel loved again...
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2023.03.22 17:54 ConnectNeck9030 Something in my mind

Harvey Specter: (walking down the street, talking on his phone) Look, I don't care what the client wants. We're not settling for anything less than what we agreed to.
Jesse Pinkman: (sitting on a nearby bench, watching Harvey) Damn, that guy's intense.
Harvey Specter: (noticing Jesse) Hey, watch it. You don't know who you're talking to.
Jesse Pinkman: (standing up) Sorry, man. I was just admiring your style.
Harvey Specter: (smirking) Well, I can't blame you for that.
Ross Geller: (walking by, stops to watch them) Hey, Harvey. What's going on?
Harvey Specter: (smiling) Nothing much, just discussing some work-related stuff with Jesse here.
Jesse Pinkman: (nodding) Yeah, just business as usual.
Ross Geller: (curious) What kind of work are you in, Harvey?
Harvey Specter: (confidently) I'm a lawyer, Ross. I work at one of the top law firms in the city.
Ross Geller: (impressed) Wow, that's pretty cool.
Sheldon Cooper: (yelling from his window) Hey, you three! Keep it down! Some of us have important work to do!
Harvey Specter: (rolling his eyes) Great, Sheldon's at it again.
Jesse Pinkman: (whispering to Harvey) Who's Sheldon?
Harvey Specter: (whispering back to Jesse) He's just a guy who lives in that building over there. He's always complaining about something.
Suddenly, Dexter Morgan comes walking down the street and notices the commotion. He approaches the group and tries to diffuse the situation.
Dexter Morgan: (calmly) What's going on here?
Sheldon Cooper: (yelling from his window) These two are making too much noise. They're disturbing my work!
Harvey Specter: (frustrated) We're just talking, Dexter. This guy doesn't like any noise on his precious street.
Jesse Pinkman: (nodding) Yeah, it's not that big of a deal.
Harvey Specter: (agreeing with Jesse) Exactly. We'll keep our voices down and respect your need for quiet, Sheldon.
Sheldon Cooper: (somewhat mollified) Well, alright then. Just be sure to keep it down.
Dexter Morgan: (smiling) See? We can all get along if we just communicate.
Ross Geller: (laughing) Looks like everything's settled then. I'll be on my way.
Harvey Specter: (smiling at Dexter and Jesse) Thanks, guys. I appreciate you diffusing the situation.
Jesse Pinkman: (nodding) No problem, man. We don't want any trouble.
As the group disperses, Sheldon Cooper goes back to his work feeling somewhat satisfied that he was able to enforce his rules,
A knock is heard on Sheldon's front door.
As Sheldon Cooper opens his door, he sees Dr. House standing in front of him.
Sheldon Cooper: (surprised) Dr. House, what are you doing here?
Dr. House: (smiling) I heard there was some commotion going on and I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
Sheldon Cooper: (exasperated) It was just some people talking outside. You know how I need my quiet to work.
Dr. House: (smirking) Yeah, I heard about your "rules." But you can't expect everyone to cater to your needs all the time, Sheldon.
Sheldon Cooper: (annoyed) I beg to differ. The world would be a much better place if everyone followed my rules.
As the group walks by and overhears Sheldon and Dr. House bickering, Harvey Specter can't help but interject.
Harvey Specter: (chuckling) Ah, Sheldon. You and your rules. When are you going to learn that the world doesn't revolve around you?
Sheldon Cooper: (defensive) Excuse me, but I have certain expectations for the environment in which I work.
Jesse Pinkman: (rolling his eyes) Yeah, we heard all about it earlier.
Dexter Morgan: (smiling) But we were able to come to a compromise, right Sheldon?
Sheldon Cooper: (grudgingly) I suppose.
Dr. House: (smirking) See, Sheldon? Compromise isn't so bad. You might even enjoy it.
Suddenly, as the group continues to joke and banter, a wormhole appears in the room and Spiderman jumps out of it.
Spiderman: (looking around) Whoa, where am I?
Harvey Specter: (surprised) Spiderman! What are you doing here?
Spiderman: (looking at the group) I was chasing a villain through a portal and ended up here. But it looks like I've stumbled into quite the party.
Jesse Pinkman: (smiling) Yeah, you could say that.
Dexter Morgan: (curious) Do you need any help, Spiderman?
Spiderman: (nodding) Actually, that would be great. But first, could someone explain to me what's going on here
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2023.03.22 17:53 RevolutionaryCare345 Feeling that my doctors are missing something

To give you a little background info, that will maybe make you understand my issues/doubt.
I am a 22 year old male who has had a tumor in my testicle when i was young (4) i recovered from that without even doing chemo which is very good. But i have been cautious of my health ever since. I fear the unknown diseases if you get me? A broken foot? No problem! But a random pain in my heart for example, thats scary
Now for my problem im facing right now. I have Asthma enhanced by Exercise but i still have been able to play football for over 12 years. I recently quit because of an injury and became a bit lazy hahaha but im still in good condition. About 181cm and 72kg
In October i got to speak with my lung doctor again for a 5 year checkup. I did an xray, had a lung function test and he sent me on my way home honing to see me again in 5 years.
Well, since january/february ive had these weird symptoms which ill list now.
These dont necesseraly seem alarming, and my familiy all got infected with covid around the time my symptoms started so it COULD well be from that however; the breathing problems are not relieved by my inhaler and the symptoms are lingerin on a bit too long for my liking.
Before im telling you the next part, yes i know this may seem weird that im stressing over this but remember i have had it before so that scares me. I am afraid i have lung cancer.
In the past month i have seen all my GPs in the clinic because of rotation and they all have listened to my lungs and heard nothing weird. They keep reassuring me nothing is wrong, but wont do anything about the symptoms. I even went to a&e for a second(or fourth lol) opinion and all she did was listen to my lungs again and tell me im fine, thanks i knew that the first time!
I have voiced my concern for lung cancer and they all said im too young. Yes thats true but also no, i COULD be that 1/1.000.000. A normal kid should not worry but a kid whos had it before is more scared.
My symptoms are intermittet not constant and they are not worsening, just lingering. That is the one thing thats keeping me from not getting scared as im sure a tumor wont just go away then return.
If anyone has any input please let me know. I dont wanna go to my GP again im afraid they wont take me seriously and think im overreacting
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2023.03.22 17:53 hunterhkeegan Transference is so weird

I've (M29) been feeling a lot of transference toward my therapist (F30s) over the last 6 months and it is pretty confusing.
We've worked together for over 4 years now and she is absolutely the best therapist who I've ever worked with. She is professional, compassionate, and very intelligent. And, yes... I've always found her physically attractive, to the extent that when we first started working together I was actually a little concerned I'd become too attached.
I live with bipolar disorder and last year I went through a really messy break up with an ex-girlfriend who became abusive. After that I went through a major depression and actually had a suicide attempt in November.
Throughout that time, my therapist was there with me every step of the way. I realized how much I could truly trust and confide in her and saw that she takes a genuinely deep investment in my wellbeing.
Since then I've basically never been able to get her off my mind. I constantly think of her throughout the day, similar to how I used to constantly think about my ex before we broke up. I understand that this is natural as my therapist and I have a close working relationship and I don't have a life partner right now so it kind of makes sense why she would take that placeholder role in my psyche.
The confusing part is that I'm very much aware that this is a professional relationship and that we are not "friends." It's also not really a sexual or romantic type of transference, I think of her more as an older sister or something like that.
Boundaries are really important to me and want to be respectful of her. Earlier this week I had a relapse on alcohol (I'd been sober for 7 years) and it's triggered major symptoms of depression including the urge to self-harm.
Because things have been dangerous lately, I had back-to-back sessions with her on Monday and Tuesday (which we don't normally do, it's just that I really needed someone to talk to about what had happened). Now I've been thinking about her more than ever and it feels weird and creepy to me.
I am hesitant to discuss this with her openly because it's so awkward and embarrassing, although I know she would navigate it professionally and objectively.
If you can relate to any of this (or are a therapist who has worked with clients experiencing this type of transference) I'd really like to hear your thoughts. I just feel like such a weirdo and am kind of in a fragile state of mind. It's almost kind of an obsessive thought.
TL;DR: Have been working with my therapist for over 4 years. After a major depressive episode and suicide attempt and alcohol relapse, I can't get her off my mind. Feeling weird about it.
(Note: I also posted this on TalkTherapy but wanted to hear directly from my bipolar people too)
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2023.03.22 17:53 aggressivecomforting spiralling again and im so upset

my mom kissed me on the cheek 2 hours ago and im panicking so bad. i said to myself “i’ll wash my cheek in a minute” but i completely forgot to. i struggle with contamination ocd and paranoia, which is even worse because of this fear. im always convinced that people around me are sick. im scared that i caught noro because she kissed me .. is that even possible?? im about to wash my hands and cheek now. she could be the healthiest person in the world and id still be paranoid as hell. im so tired of living like this and feeling like this. it’s embarrassing and exhausting
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2023.03.22 17:53 Azthioth The problem with this game

I couldn't put my finger on for a while. I enjoy it, but there is something making it kinda meh, and it hit me today fighting Mogu with the mimic. You can't learn the bosses.

What I mean is, when I enter the second phase or first phase for some, I get obliterated with one hit. I have to make it to the second phase over and over and over again to see one new move that kills me over and over. I don't get to see patterns, I don't get to see tells, I just die, over and over.

I don't have time to see the opening, I don't get time to see what the weak spot is, I just die over and over because one or two hits, and I'm dead. I can't learn a boss' combo because I'm dead if I get hit once or dodge the first and get hit by the second.

It's not a fight, its a timer. You have to kill them before they can one shot you. So that pushes a blood build that can kill a boss before they can even hit you.

But the mimic, it gets hit 10 times more than I do and survives. It does die eventually, but it is able to get hit, recover, and keep fighting. It has time to see patterns and learn fights.

If the game let us survive more than one or two hits, the game would be so much more fun. Getting hit once and being dead isn't a learning moment, it's a get angry and pissed moment with nothing gained. Why can't we have an epic fight between two titans? Why does it have to be one hit and dead?

Sure, I could over level, but this is piss poor design to have a boss do the same tell for 5 different moves, all of which will oneshot you or come real close. Maybe my memory is foggy but Dark Souls series didn't feel this way.
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2023.03.22 17:53 SomethinAboutCreamer Fuck it, anytime I go to school, I'm going to get drunk asf so I can make friends

Not too drunk but drunk enough to the point where I can be social and probably make a few friends. I feel guilty since I stopped drinking a few months ago but idc.
Being drunk is the ONLY way I can talk to people without having my heart beat like crazy and not feel like I'm a worthless excuse of a human for even trying to communicate with someone better than me.
Being drunk makes me feel like a different person...like a better person. A better me. A me who is so much more confident and probably attractive.
Ill try not to get suspended or anything from school. Again, I won't get too drunk.
I don't recommend doing this. I just feel like I've tried everything. Medication, coping skills, etc.
Just wanted to vent this out. Ik nobody gives a shit but hey, I'll test my luck
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2023.03.22 17:53 cosmic_gallant How to stop infodumping?

One of my most prominent autistic features is infodumping. Most of my friends are either autistic or have autistic family members so they're not bothered by it but people in the "outside world" seem to be bothered by it, I think. I'm exceptionally good at masking until someone activates a special interest of mine, or makes a factually incorrect statement and I can feel that feeling and I can't help myself. It's like I'm suddenly filled with this bright, heavy light and if I don't start talking I get so anxious I feel like I want to pull my hair out, but I also know it's getting in the way of me socializing properly. How can I stop myself from doing this so much?
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2023.03.22 17:53 RevolutionaryCare345 Feeling that my doctors are missing something

To give you a little background info, that will maybe make you understand my issues/doubt.
I am a 22 year old male who has had a tumor in my testicle when i was young (4) i recovered from that without even doing chemo which is very good. But i have been cautious of my health ever since. I fear the unknown diseases if you get me? A broken foot? No problem! But a random pain in my heart for example, thats scary
Now for my problem im facing right now. I have Asthma enhanced by Exercise but i still have been able to play football for over 12 years. I recently quit because of an injury and became a bit lazy hahaha but im still in good condition. About 181cm and 72kg
In October i got to speak with my lung doctor again for a 5 year checkup. I did an xray, had a lung function test and he sent me on my way home honing to see me again in 5 years.
Well, since january/february ive had these weird symptoms which ill list now.
These dont necesseraly seem alarming, and my familiy all got infected with covid around the time my symptoms started so it COULD well be from that however; the breathing problems are not relieved by my inhaler and the symptoms are lingerin on a bit too long for my liking.
Before im telling you the next part, yes i know this may seem weird that im stressing over this but remember i have had it before so that scares me. I am afraid i have lung cancer.
In the past month i have seen all my GPs in the clinic because of rotation and they all have listened to my lungs and heard nothing weird. They keep reassuring me nothing is wrong, but wont do anything about the symptoms. I even went to a&e for a second(or fourth lol) opinion and all she did was listen to my lungs again and tell me im fine, thanks i knew that the first time!
I have voiced my concern for lung cancer and they all said im too young. Yes thats true but also no, i COULD be that 1/1.000.000. A normal kid should not worry but a kid whos had it before is more scared.
My symptoms are intermittet not constant and they are not worsening, just lingering. That is the one thing thats keeping me from not getting scared as im sure a tumor wont just go away then return.
If anyone has any input please let me know. I dont wanna go to my GP again im afraid they wont take me seriously and think im overreacting
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2023.03.22 17:53 princessjolly Should I (F19) approach the cute boy (m20) I see on my college campus?

Hey! So basically I'm 19 and in college. I sometimes go to study in my schools stem cafe, and I always see this cute nerdy guy doing his work. He always looks like he's working really hard so I don't want to disrupt him or anything like that. I go there pretty often and I catch him looking at me a lot and so maybe he's just observing the room or something, I don't know.
Should I approach him or would he be creeped out? I don't know him personally, so obviously I will not flirt with him in any matter like that. I just mean this in the context of just saying hello or introducing myself. I am an extroverted person so I am comfortable in talking to people.
What should/ say or do? Also, he wouldn't think its weird or creepy if i'm just being nice right?
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