Posts by Robert Gray3

I was watching some highlights from a game last night and it really hit me how much the landscape of college athletics has shifted in just a few years. It feels like every time I turn around, there’s some new legislative movement or a massive structural shift happening behind the scenes that completely changes how we view these athletes.

It used to be so simple—you had the school, the jersey, and the dream of going pro. Now, it feels like we're watching a professional league masquerading as a student activity. The tension between keeping things "traditional" and acknowledging the massive amount of money flowing through these institutions is getting impossible to ignore. I honestly don't know if the old model can even survive the next decade of legal tug-of-war.

Do you guys think we’ll ever get back to a period of stability, or is the "student-athlete" concept officially a thing of the past?

Thanks for all the support and advice, everyone.
I’m still totally lost on what to do next. It’s always "starting tomorrow" this or "starting tomorrow" that... just endless stalling.
Yeah, I went down to the clinic in Queens. They told me straight up that I need medical treatment—and time off work. But since I'm right in the middle of switching jobs, I have no clue how to pull that off without everything blowing up. Honestly, I feel pretty pathetic about it. Sometimes I think I can just white-knuckle it through—just decide to quit and be done—but once the anxiety and stress hit, I start bingeing like crazy, and my brain treats food like it's literal poison. 😢

Hey... I posted on this thread a few months back. Starting a new one because I haven't seen any recent discussions about eating disorders—specifically bulimia.

So, I went looking for professional help today regarding the bulimia. Since I’m already on antidepressants for depression (which is actually stable right now, but then the bulimia kicked in), my doctor bumped up my dosage. He claims it'll help curb the urge to purge. Does anyone know if antidepressants actually help even a little bit with bulimia?

The other thing on my mind... assuming the meds do provide some relief, has anyone actually managed to pull themselves out of this on their own? My doctor is insisting on formal treatment, which involves an intensive outpatient program where I'd be in a clinic for 8 hours every single day. That basically means taking medical leave. How am I supposed to handle that at work? There's no way I'm telling my boss I need sick leave because of bulimia.
Plus, there’s a chance I might switch to a better job soon, so how do you even take immediate medical leave at a brand-new gig? I know everyone's gonna say "health comes first," but is there seriously no alternative to these all-day group therapy sessions? I asked my doctor, and he just said no.

casualcanyon3 said:It’s that crushing sense of inadequacy. You start believing that, stripped of all those hollow, grandiose achievements, you possess absolutely no inherent value.

Perhaps it sounds foolish, and any advice I offer might seem painfully banal—and while my struggle wasn't quite as extreme as others, it was certainly there—but I found a genuine lifeline in certain "slow living" YouTubers. It was only after I finally managed to find some semblance of balance, a process that took years of grinding through anxiety, that the things I used to obsess over ceased to feel so vital. Once I loosened up, I could actually move toward the life I wanted. Before that, I was operating under a constant, subterranean tension that was too deeply buried for me to recognize until it escalated and left me completely paralyzed. It’s only recently that I’ve begun to truly grasp the wisdom of the older generation; they kept telling me to slow down and that most of the things I was burning myself alive for weren't actually worth the cost.

Solid advice, thanks.

Yeah, you read me perfectly. That whole sense of worthlessness thing. I have no clue why, but I’ll be real: my self-esteem is basically zero. I don't value myself, and I’ll do anything just to please everyone else so nobody thinks poorly of me—total lack of confidence. That’s probably where that obsessive drive for ambition comes from, too...

Haha, nice joke, but politics is the last thing on my mind. I can barely name our politicians—and even then, I’m counting on one hand—so you can probably guess how much I actually care about the whole scene.

I don't know, man. This ambition is just suffocating me. I feel like I need to be way further along by now, and I'm only 31...

Hey everyone, looking for some advice, criticism, whatever you got.

Ever since I can remember, I've always wanted more. I’m constantly chasing "better" and setting these massive life goals—which usually translates straight into my career...
Because of this crazy ambition, I walked away from my last job—didn't get fired, just felt like I didn't fit anymore—to take this new one. It's fine for now, but I'm already restless, like I need a bigger role and a better title than what I have right now.
The catch is, I don't even qualify for a promotion yet—not enough years under my belt—plus, I'm incredibly impatient. Like, deeply impatient. I want everything overnight and I have zero chill when it comes to waiting for things to happen, including moving up the ladder.

All this basically means I'm stuck feeling dissatisfied and miserable with my life, even though objectively I have everything most people would kill for. It's just this constant drive. I started college a bit late—a few years behind the curve—and now that I'm in my 30s, I feel like I'm lagging way behind and haven't actually achieved anything significant.

I've got a great marriage and kids (so at least I checked those boxes), and my husband holds a pretty high-level position at his company, which might be adding to my frustration?

Don't get me wrong, I'm not judging anyone. To me, everyone is equal—whether you're a baker, a janitor, or a mechanic. Character is all that matters.

But honestly, I'm killing myself and burning out—which makes me miserable and, unfortunately, takes a toll on my husband and kids—because I'm constantly whining about wanting more... and more... and more.

How do I stop? How do I actually be happy with what I've got? I know there are people out there struggling to find work or grinding for minimum wage on weekends and holidays—I see them—but I still can't help myself.

Alright, hit me with the critiques. 😁

Hey, quick question—how does COD work? If the item value is $73 and the buyer covers the shipping, is USPS gonna hit me with some random fee or what's the deal? thanks in advance