So, I’m currently neck-deep in writing my senior thesis—it's all about typography adaptation and font design specifically for people living with dyslexia. To get some actual data, I put together a little survey for both folks with dyslexia and those without.
The thing is, I’ve got plenty of responses from people who don't have dyslexia, but the turnout from the dyslexic community itself has been... well, pretty underwhelming. If you have even a bit of spare time, I would be incredibly grateful if you could fill out this SURVEY. Honestly, if you actually deal with dyslexia, that’s exactly who I need most, but really, anyone is more than welcome to jump in.
And, if I can be a bit bold here and lean on the kindness of strangers—if you happen to know someone struggling with dyslexia and wouldn't mind passing this along, it would mean the world. If not, hey, no hard feelings. 😉
coppergardener said:Maybe try sipping on some Guaraná—it’s loaded with caffeine (plus some theobromine, which might actually help settle you down a bit)—but just... please, don't follow that up with a heavy cup of coffee. Maybe just brew something light and squeeze in some lemon instead.
Do you happen to have any ginger on hand? I've heard that can be quite helpful too, especially for easing up nausea.
Oh, and here are those acupressure points for you; I'm crossing my fingers that there's some kind of helpful spirit out there so you don't have to do all the massaging yourself: http://www.magnecare.co.uk/html/acupressure.html.
I already knocked back a Guaraná earlier today, so I probably wouldn't do myself any favors with another one—what am I even supposed to do with myself all night? 😁 Thanks for the acupressure instructions, but when it comes to me, I usually just have to trust my own gut and hope for the best.🙄 🙂
Thanks for the "recommendations"—though I’d just watched a movie right before it kicked in, so maybe that was part of it. I rarely deal with headaches, so I honestly have no clue what to do when they hit—total amateur here. 🙂 I tried playing some migraine relief sounds, but honestly, it didn't really do much for me.
I honestly don't know what to do—I've never had a headache this bad before, and now I'm starting to feel nauseous too. I don't have any meds at home (aside from some Guaraná)... I can't even sleep because the pain is just relentless.🤮 Does anyone have a quick "grandma's remedy" they can swear by? All I have in my herbal stash are cactus, tree of life, and a few random teas... oh, and I've got some ice. Please, I'm desperate here! Damn this stupid Rubik's Cube...😠
redharbor9 said:Yeah, but this is just ONE theory out of a whole bunch about why we dream or if there’s even a point to it.
There are tons of other explanations and theories out there. None of them are 100% certain or exclusive, so you can't just be this rigid and look at everything through the lens of one single theory.
Of course it doesn't have to be that way. I've got another theory in mind—it doesn't exactly fit into that purely psychoanalytic mold, but it doesn't change much given what I already said. I get it, really. Someone writes a book, you read it, and suddenly you think you've cracked the code... but damn, the person who wrote it is just a human being, just like you. We all deal with the same perceptual limits, so—especially when it comes to stuff like this—it's nearly impossible to argue our way toward some 100% true, objective conclusion. If scientists are still tearing their hair out over it, what chance do we have of reaching an agreement? I'm just throwing out a theory that makes sense to me, and it's one I'm willing to stand by. Later.
stormylynx23 said:This topic really caught my eye, so I figured I’d just ask: what’s actually the point of lucid dreaming? I’ve kind of realized lately that just paying attention to regular dreams—assuming I can actually remember them—is pretty useful. It’s helped me out big time on two separate occasions in my life, plus a few minor wins here and there. My theory? You basically "see" all the stuff you're too stubborn to face while you're awake. If I'm getting this right, the subconscious is basically running the whole show once you're out cold...
I’ve wondered about that myself—whether this is even a good thing. It feels like everyone has some built-in resistance to interpreting their dreams or even trying to remember them (maybe that's why they slip away so easily?), though obviously, it happens on a level we aren't even conscious of. The subconscious uses dreams to push its own desires, fantasies, and whatever else is lurking there—and if we fight it too hard, that's when phobias and other weird manifestations start popping up. Psychoanalysis is pretty much all about bringing those hidden, repressed fantasies to light so a person can finally make peace with themselves. So, I'd say becoming aware of your dreams is probably fine. A Lucid dream is still just a product of the unconscious, after all. Like any other dream, it’s got its censored version and its underlying meaning, so you still have to do the work to untangle it. To me, a Lucid dream is only special because of the experience itself; we experience it as reality, just like a normal dream, only we happen to be aware of it. And honestly, that isn't always pleasant if fear is what's driving the dream. At the end of the day, whether someone actually wants to Lucid dream or not is entirely up to them.
Harold White said:Man...🙄 About a month ago at work, I ran into this guy I actually recognized from an online forum—not that it matters which one. On the boards, he acts like the absolute king of the world, super blunt, tells everyone exactly what he thinks, just a total big shot. But in person? He’s basically a complete mouse... nothing more, nothing less.
He can't even wrap his head around two simple ideas without me having to explain the same thing a hundred times. Honestly, if he only knew who I actually was—and how much he tried to talk down to me and act all tough on that forum—he'd probably want the earth to swallow him up, especially now that I'm effectively his boss... it would be pretty embarrassing, I think.🤣
But hey, I'm not going to say anything to him. I'm actually kind of enjoying watching him struggle through his own cluelessness.😈
I guess the takeaway here is that the internet is just this massive stage where anyone can pretend to be someone they aren't just to escape their actual reality. I mean, I bet the guy I mentioned wouldn't have the guts to say half the stuff he says online to my face in real life...
Anyway, just some food for thought.😬
He even went as far as using a fake profile picture.🤣 🤣
Are you even sure it's the same person from the forum?🙄
Yeah, people really aren't fair. Everyone here just completely ignores me 😠
And they just love being right—no matter what. It’s not even about wanting to be correct, it's more that they can't admit when they're wrong because their ego takes such a massive hit 🙂
And honestly, if you want to dodge the possibility of actually being wrong, the best move is to just attack the other person right out of the gate—just in case they back down early... but most of the time, the person you're talking to follows that exact same playbook, so you just end up in this endless loop of snarky one-upmanship. That kind of experience teaches you how to survive, I guess; without a healthy dose of arrogance, pretentiousness, and straight-up bluffing, a person really does get pushed around, way too often. Intelligence, wit, manners, rudeness, sheer stupidity... none of that matters. In all those categories, everyone is basically cut from the same cloth!
Luckily, there are some people operating on a higher level, what else can I say? They answer questions because they genuinely want to help, not because they're desperate to flaunt their knowledge over someone else's ignorance—which is usually when the ego shines through the most, acting as this weird sort of contrast. 🙄 God, they are so irritating, heaven help us 👎
It's true there are also those who can't handle a little teasing and take offense way too quickly, and they deserve the same criticism—they act like they're living life like a delicate little mimosa plant, expecting the first gust of wind to snap them in half... Anyway, there are plenty of irritating oddballs out there, far more than I can count, and I'm not even sure how lucky I am to fall into that tiny group of relatively normal people 🤣 Yeah. 😁
A tree, at its core, lacks consciousness. Therefore—even if it were to experience some sort of euphoric peak during photosynthesis—it wouldn't actually *know* it happened, which makes the whole thing functionally nonexistent.
😁 We're being serious here. I've heard that plants actually remember things and feel stuff. I don't know how they proved it, but honestly, what you're claiming is just as unprovable.
A human can be like a tree, sure, but it's pretty hard for a tree to be a human. People have all sorts of different ways their brains work. 🙄
I’m not sure if you realize that music is basically a person's best friend. When you're hanging out by yourself and you put some tracks on, you just don't feel that same crushing sense of loneliness you get when it's dead silent—personally, I much prefer 🙂. Now, look, music isn't going to replace a real person, obviously, but it does bring people together—you've probably noticed that yourself. For people your age, music is everything; they find themselves in it, go absolutely wild for it, obsess over their idols—honestly, it looks pretty ridiculous sometimes 😁 . Music is such a powerful little thing, too. It messes with your mood, changes how you act, relaxes you, gets you hyped... it actually affects how you live your life. I don't know, but I'm certain there's a genre out there that actually clicks with you. It's not just whatever garbage is playing on the radio. And I'm not telling you to start listening to stuff just because it makes you look "cool" or helps you fit in with a crowd. Do it for yourself. Things move, life is a process, and I honestly think you're missing a vital piece of the puzzle here...
For my part, there are days when I can't stand it and just want to turn it all off—sometimes even good music gets old—but those phases don't last long because the silence just ends up making me > even more. Just speaking from experience. Anyway, you're still young. I'm betting you'll change your mind as time goes on, and this whole issue will sort itself out. You've got plenty of life left to figure things out 🙂
BTW, I read something kind of comforting recently—that you shouldn't actually force yourself to change. You just have to become aware of things, and then the change happens automatically. 🙄
I’m starting to get a little freaked out about what’s going on with my scalp—I’ve got this patch of ringworm near my ear, and I've actually noticed some hair falling out right where it is. My dad even went as far as putting some ointment in my ear after he warned me I’d regret getting dreadlocks because my hair will never be the same once I shave it all off... apparently, it'll just look thin and sparse. Usually, I don't pay much attention to his constant lecturing, but honestly, I haven't been able to sleep lately.
Is that even a thing? I did a ton of research before I actually got them done, but I totally missed reading about this specific issue. I know there's stuff about how wearing hats too often can lead to thinning hair in men, but could there be a connection here?
Hoping someone out there might actually know something. Also, has anyone dealt with ringworm before? Any tips on how to clear it up?
I don't know, honestly... I think that’s just how everyone operates deep down. It isn't really what people call "selfish love"—you know, that shallow version where you love someone just because you expect them to love you back? That kind of transactional stuff, where you're basically just hunting for validation, is definitely selfish enough.😳Expecting someone else to satisfy our needs or fulfill some internal void—well, that’s just looking for a bargain under the guise of affection.
But if you ask me, there’s no such thing as pure altruism. We shouldn't go around acting like we're saints just because we do something kind. Let's be real: we do things because we need that little hit of dopamine, that feeling of being a "good person." It’s about us, not them. I look at love the same way. If love were actually something powerful enough to break the laws of psychology, I might believe otherwise. But hey, what do I know?.. 🙄
But let's be real—you're making them happy just so YOU can feel good about doing it. In the end, you're just satisfying your own internal need. It's all self-serving if you look closely enough. Give me a break.
Dana Barrett53 said:🙂 Maybe I’m just terrified of my own shadow—of what I might actually say out loud. Maybe that’s why I turn red every single time... because deep down, I’m scared of what my mouth is going to let slip. And look, it’s not like I go around talking trash. Honestly, I usually only have nice things to say... I try to be smart, pleasant, easy to talk to. But sometimes I catch myself wondering why I care so much about everyone else's drama. Why am I constantly soaking up other people's problems instead of just adopting that classic "I don't give a damn" attitude? :-) "I couldn't care less" :-))))) I had to laugh at myself there :-))) Except, well, I don't have a dick, so how am I supposed to take that kind of stance? I'm a girl, after all... But hey, maybe one of these days I'll finally just tell everyone where they can shove it :-)))) Right? 😉
Just paraphrase it and say "I don't give a rat's ass"😬
Actually, if I may jump in here—I don't think it's just about being afraid of yourself. It feels more like you're worried about everyone else, too. You spend so much energy wondering what people are thinking about you, and that eventually turns into this fear that people will see through the act... that they'll realize we aren't exactly who we're trying to pretend to be...
Dana Barrett53 said:... honestly, who cares? I'm over it.
If you really hold onto an attitude like that, you aren't going to get very far... if it’s actually true. You're basically just burying the problem under the rug, and you know how that ends. Think about what's actually bothering you—why does it grate on you so much? Try to find the root cause within yourself, and eventually, you won't even need that "I don't care" defense mechanism anymore.
I don't think self-analysis is the magic fix here—sadly, it rarely solves the actual problem. Maybe I'm wrong, but from my own experience, I've spent way too much time dissecting my own actions, chewing over causes and consequences until I'm sick of myself. It feels like I'm overthinking everything at this point; I can see exactly what's happening, but knowing it doesn't mean I can change it. Look, I get that suppressing things isn't exactly "healthy," but I truly believe that if you can convince your subconscious of something, you start living that reality. But seriously, "Why should any of this even hurt you?" 😁 👍
vividpilot3 said:Ugh, please—don't let me read any of that Louise Hay stuff, seriously!
I guess I'll just add my two cents here... nothing you read can actually hurt you, especially if this kind of literature is what she's interested in right now. When I was reading it back in the day, I didn't find it particularly useful either—felt like it wasn't helping at all, you know? But honestly, it’s all about belief. I don't really feel that way anymore, even though I haven't picked up her books in ages, because I know it actually worked for some people. If redviper113 finds comfort in Louise Hay, then good for her... she's on the right track if that's what works.
gottcha said:Why are we born evil instead of just testing our limits? How would you even want it? Born with all the knowledge in the world? 😁 especially when it comes to social skills 🤔
I don't think that was her point, though—because let’s be real, certain (!) kids can actually be pretty malicious. I’m not talking about being naughty; I mean genuinely cruel to other kids, almost like their capacity for empathy hasn't even hit a conscious level yet. It's just part of development, I guess... but it makes you wonder what society would look like if we grew up without any authority figures setting boundaries. Would we all just be acting out in some wild, hedonistic frenzy? Or maybe, if we left that core sense of human good and evil completely unchecked, we'd all just turn into straight-up bandits. Of course, that's a pretty black-and-white way to look at it—too simplistic, really. But I won't keep repeating myself...
Galatea said:We’re all unique individuals, right? Everyone reacts differently—partly because of how they first encounter something, which is obviously tied to a million different variables... and yeah, genetics play a massive role too. Humans are just incredibly complex creatures. There are so many subconscious factors pulling our strings, but at the core, there's a foundation we all start from. And in my humble opinion, that foundation isn't inherently evil.
Yeah, people are complicated messes. We're shaped by everything—our experiences, our upbringing, the environment around us—which is why we all have such wildly different tastes and perspectives. Honestly, even if you took two people and forced them through the exact same life experiences—if that's even possible—they still wouldn't turn out the same. It comes down to personality. Whether those traits are baked into our DNA or forged some other way... I don't really know, but I tend to lean toward the latter. 🙄 As for whether humans are fundamentally good or not? Man, who knows. Maybe if we were raised in a completely different world, we’d be better versions of ourselves—or maybe not. Not that my rambling philosophy belongs here; we'll end up debating lab rats or something if I keep going, so I'll stop. Anyway, it's nice that you believe people are fundamentally good. I wish I could share that optimism, but my view seems to shift depending on the day. I haven't quite figured it out yet.
Maleficent said:I think I finally get what you're getting at. 🙂 For me, though, it feels like "character" is something we actually inherit—maybe not directly from our parents, but maybe from some distant ancestor, or just this weird cocktail of traits passed down through generations. It’s kind of like how we inherit physical features from all sorts of different relatives; even if we pull bits from everyone, our actual bodies still end up being unique. I figure the psyche works the same way—just a massive blend of all that genetic baggage we've been carrying for centuries. Of course, who knows? I could be totally wrong, but it’s the only thing that makes sense to me. 😁
Honestly, I checked out of the whole "logic and rationality" thing a long time ago. Everything seems possible to me now, no matter how crazy it sounds... as long as we're doing okay, right? 🙂 😉
