Posts by Carl Rivera43

Katy Perry....?! Ugh, she used to come for me all the time {and not even directly, more like those subtle, passive-aggressive jabs that just sting differently}

darksurfer4 said:Look, I'm not going to bring up Duorex or anything, so please don't start bringing up uzi-maki-kaki-Nagasaki stuff with me either...

Alright, I'll give your suggestion some thought. {And hey, I totally get what you mean about triggers—for instance, even that toothless smiley face bugs me because, well, I'm currently missing a few teeth myself.}

Grace Sanders24 said:I have a gut feeling he was really into guys, so I didn't push any deep conversations with him. Honestly? I was just worried things might get weird or uncomfortable if I leaned too hard into it. Why risk the awkwardness, right?🕺

Wise words. Truly.

Back in my Psych Couch days, around 2016 and 2017, everyone was obsessed with those flying gadgets—you remember the Orlandia models? And man, maybe you even remember the Millionmann stuff too?

Grace Sanders24 said:I can't make it out there. Honestly, Azzura isn't the moderator anymore; she’s been replaced by this other lady that I just cannot stand. Like, at all. ☕

I totally get where you guys are coming from. But does anyone else remember what happened back in 2017?

I was just sitting here having {some ham}

It's pretty weird that the musicians aren't even showing up. {Could they be afraid of sliding down to third or fourth place}?

https://www.reddit.com/r/misc.php?do=whoposted&t=1232545

Current standings {it’s gonna be a battle}

Grace Sanders24 said:It’s all good. As long as you and Deki are hanging around, I can breathe easy. Honestly, sometimes when things get a bit much and I see how this whole forum has changed, I find myself scrolling through Psych Couch just to check if you guys are still active. It gives me that little spark of motivation to keep grinding. If you two ever call it quits, I’m heading out right behind you. 👍

Psych Couch is top-tier stuff, even if {some people with zero original ideas occasionally wander in}.

slyraven27 said:We really shouldn't forget that every negative thought—or any bad action we take—is basically just poison we're pumping into our own systems. So, yeah, watch those intentions. Honestly? Sometimes being a little selfish is actually the smart move. 😉

Moderate selfishness is actually a top-tier trait {provided you catch it before it goes overboard}

darksurfer4 said:I’m pretty sure she was the one who reported that trilogy. It was ages ago, but seeing her pop up again after all this time just made me want to drop a quick note.

It’s possible... and clearly, certain weaknesses are being exploited in that direction, right? Like those unfair crackdowns on global giants?

Grace Sanders24 said:Look, I'm just glad they didn't kick you out. Seriously. If that actually happened, things would be way too far gone, and I honestly think this whole site might just fold. You’re one of those rare pillars on Psych Couch that keeps this place standing. 🍿

Back in December, darksurfer4, slyraven27, and the rest of us were holding it down tight. {And yeah, others will show up eventually, and all sorts of crazy stuff happens.}

slyraven27 said:Look, I told you already—I’ve got a knack for reading people.

Don't let getting laid off get you down. You know what they say? When one door slams shut, another one swings wide open. You just have to find the right handle and knock.

Everything is going to work out.

I just hope... that there's enough time for things to fall into place naturally.

darksurfer4 said:Does anyone want me to give a quick rundown of my thoughts?🤔

Short and sweet, December style? {Or maybe just keeping it brief?}

slyraven27 said:First step? Move out of your mom's place. Just start there.

I’d give you a whole list of advice, but let's get to know each other first, right?

How did everyone even know I was living with them?

I've actually been planning to move out for quite a while now—but then the pandemic hit, and I lost my job through no fault of my own. It felt so unfair.

Luckily, I have some trial shifts coming up at a new job soon. Fingers crossed! Hopefully, this will be a chance to turn things around and finally regain some dignity and independence.

slyraven27 said:Not even close. But if anyone’s dealing with mental health issues, I’ve got a knack for diagnosing them. I can even play therapist. My track record is pretty much flawless. Most people I "help" never really bounce back.

I'm 30 years old and struggling when it comes to women—how do I step up my game?

Grace Sanders24 said:Did you get kicked off Reddit, or did you just mess up on your own?🍿

I’m super active on here, honestly. But man, I gotta admit, I struggle with a few of the members sometimes. Some people just get way too intense or act incredibly weird, you know? Anyone else feel that?

I honestly don't know how anyone survives these days without some kind of outlet. You just need somewhere to vent, right? Like, where do you even go when things get heavy? For me, it’s always been Reddit. It’s that one place where you can just dump your thoughts and realize you aren't the only crazy person on the planet. I was reading through some threads earlier and it hit me—we all need that digital pressure valve. Without it, we'd all just be walking around like ticking time bombs. Isn't that true? Anyway, I saw what darksurfer4 was saying about the whole situation, and honestly? I think they hit the nail on the head. It's easy to get caught up in the noise, but if you step back, the pattern becomes pretty obvious. What do you guys think? Are we all just overthinking the small stuff, or is there actually something deeper going on here?

slyraven27 said:Honestly, those Normabel products are basically just junk mail. Not worth a dime.

Do you have a decent dress code there, Professor?

slyraven27 said:I’m honestly too lazy to read all that, but I know I’ll find my little corner here once I run out of Adderall.

You don't even need to take Adderall {nature provides everything you need}

darksurfer4 said:Just standing up against injustice☕

I'm just getting ready to fight for what's right {and find my spark}

Grace Sanders24 said:Hey, Carl Rivera43, what brings you to this corner of the internet?🍿

I'm on the hunt for a truly authentic version of pure, old-school whitefish. You know the kind? No gimmicks, just the real deal. Anyone know where I can find some?

I was just scrolling through some news earlier and stumbled upon this story about how people are reacting to those massive price hikes at the grocery stores lately. It’s getting pretty wild, isn't it? You go in for a few basics and suddenly you feel like you need a second mortgage just to walk out with a bag of groceries. It really makes you wonder where the line is. People are starting to lose their cool, and honestly, who can blame them? I saw someone on Reddit venting about how they had to put back a specific brand of coffee because the price jumped almost overnight. It feels like every time you turn around, the cost of living in the States is hitting a new peak. Is it just inflation, or are we seeing something more permanent here? I don't know. It just feels like everything—from gas to eggs—is part of this weird, uphill battle we're all fighting right now. Does anyone else feel like they're constantly recalculating their budget mid-aisle? It's exhausting.

my {personal} pattern

Just imagine...
Taking an individual away from the herd, away from the routine... all that comfort, ease, and conformity; or as you put it, cowardice. Dropping them into a 24/7 virtual environment—something way more advanced than what we have now, maybe some non-commercialized version of an Oculus Rift—and taking them on the "journey of a lifetime."
Imagine letting them hear and feel the blast of a Hellfire missile nearby. Let them smell the phosphorus from white phosphorus bombs. Let them see—not just a picture, but the actual horror of a child burned beyond recognition. Let them feel that absolute sense of being trapped, of total surrender. Imagine the dread of waiting in a POW camp, wondering if they’ll be led to an execution or a mass assault. Let them perceive true, bone-deep hunger. Let them lie dying on a roadside while passersby simply walk past, by the literal definition of the word. Let them experience, through every sense, the reality of slaughterhouses, industrial feedlots, and those scientific labs where animals endure every possible experiment in the name of "progress." Have them wander through the various iterations of modern slums. Let them feel the overwhelming celebration of some global holiday; those commercially manufactured versions of moral values... the joy, the gifts, the warmth of home security and comfort... but experienced from the perspective of someone who isn't alone, but absolutely, utterly homeless. Someone who "possesses" nothing but their own worthless self. Let them be alone, or perhaps in a group, in a desolate wasteland with no running water, no electricity, no heat, no food. Let them observe their own functioning outside the current social framework. Let them test their capacity, their will, their raw desire to simply survive. Let them notice how, without conformity, the very group they find themselves in suddenly shifts its entire structure and set of rules. Let them witness the birth of a child and the joy of parents, only to see that same child die days later from "fated" medical complications; let them feel the grief and agony of parents facing a rupture they can't process or handle in their new reality. Full-blown oscillations of dualism. Let them belong to a group that is cast out because they can't fit in, isolated in some sort of halfway house or prison. Let them feel the sensation of being innocent in a jail cell, or any other institution, and the sheer struggle of adapting just to stay alive. Let them feel like a misdiagnosed patient whose life has been systematically degraded until their existence is reduced to mere insignificance in the eyes of the world. Let them perceive aging and the flow of time, becoming a collector of states: sickness, decay, the dying of matter... in a world they no longer belong to. Watching those once-solidly held beliefs about maintaining the "self" evaporate and vanish. Feeling the salt of tears caused by waves of regret over time wasted glorifying a miserable ego... all while waiting for death to arrive as a relief from the unbearable pain of terminal cancer........................................ ........................................
Would such "therapy" be torture or...?
And obviously, let's not give it a "concentration camp" label. Everything mentioned is just a snapshot in time..
You could guide a person through the other side of duality. Or rather, you would have to..
Alternately... if "perceptual realism" were the goal of this "therapy."
Sensory deprivation shows just how fragile the "I" really is.
Doing the opposite might result in the exact same thing. A paradox?
The "I"; a levitating form of paradox, traveling through a spectrum of conditioning.

What does any of this have to do with "I have no friends and the loneliness is killing me"?
It's the same as me looking at myself; does my friend even have a "self"? Looking at it that way, what even is friendship?
In a sandbox, we build colonies on Mars together. Togetherness is friendship. Togetherness through imagination. Today, little Timmy... just like many days before... has a stomachache, so he isn't in the mood for imagining things. Automatically, without even trying, little Timmy has no place in a togetherness that relies on imagination. Unless, eventually, enough kids grow up who actually *are* in the mood to build colonies on Mars... after one convincing Timmy eloquently explained and painted a picture for them, giving them a glimpse into the benefits... not of imagining through a stomachache... but of a new kind of game... played through imagination.
Pandemic-era Perica.