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How to transfer text from paper to my computer? Is it possible? in Software · Feb 24, 2011

Medical evidence, endless mountains of data, and just a massive pile of paperwork. You’re absolutely right—the whole thing feels incredibly unstable to me...
But hey, whatever, I'll just dive back into the grind and roll up my sleeves; there isn't much of a choice, is there? Thanks for the help!

The moderators—it's over!

How to transfer text from paper to my computer? Is it possible? in Software · Feb 24, 2011

Nicholas King said:In theory, sure—you could just scan the thing and run it through Optical Character Recognition

But let’s be real here—in the actual world, it’ll probably be much more cost-effective to just hire someone to type the whole thing out manually.

Not exactly easy to come by, is it?

Where on earth can I even find one? I'm starting to panic here, but I'll give it a shot.

How to transfer text from paper to my computer? Is it possible? in Software · Feb 23, 2011

...of course I'm not going to type it all out manually.

So, an older relative just posed a question to me—one that actually got me thinking quite deeply about the sheer inefficiency of certain tasks.

Is there any actual way to take handwritten text from a physical stack of papers (we’re talking a massive volume here, mind you) and get it into a computer—say, the final result ends up in Microsoft Word, Notepad, or Microsoft Excel?

I would be immensely grateful for anyone who could point me in the right direction!

How to let go of resentment and move past being hurt? in Psychology · Nov 10, 2008

Sean Doyle4 said:Thanks. In a way, I don't even blame him—well, I’m factoring in mitigating circumstances, because saying he isn't responsible would basically negate free will, which is a big theme in this one book I read. He was deceiving himself quite a bit, too, and he's naturally selfish. Honestly, we all are, but he just took it to another level. Still, I find myself swinging between flashes of rage and bitterness. I'm not even sure what I'm actually mad at—the situation, the whole saga, why things had to go down this way, or why my own problems won't just resolve themselves.

I’ve been exactly where you are, and I hear you loud and clear.
You end up being angry at yourself—angry because you let it happen, because you put your faith in someone who didn't deserve it, because you felt weak, because your judgment was off, or because you trusted another person more than you trusted your own gut...

That desperate urge to have him notice you now, or to hear him offer an apology? That’s really just a craving for someone to finally say, "It wasn't your fault; it was mine." But honestly, someone like him isn't capable of giving you that closure. You don't need it from him. Be stronger than that. Find that inner grit. The more headspace you give him, the more power you're handing over to him on a silver platter.

He is his own person. He lives his life however he chooses.
If he has no conscience—that's his problem.
If he’s selfish—that's his problem.
If he lacks a heart—that's his problem.
If he doesn't return the kindness he receives—that's his problem.
If he isn't a decent human being—that's his problem.
If he managed to deceive you in any way—that's his problem.

You have nothing to do with his character flaws, and you come out of this whole ordeal with your integrity intact. He can only hurt you if you grant him permission to do so. And seriously, who is he to you, anyway? Don't blame yourself for being a decent person toward someone who clearly isn't.
Karma always catches up; everything comes full circle. One day, it’ll hit him. Whether it takes five days or five years, when he eventually needs someone to lean on, he’s going to find himself completely alone. And trust me, it’ll hit him harder than it’s hitting you right now, because he’s spent his whole life learning how to take without ever knowing how to give, and he won't have anything left to offer when the chips are down.

He is who he is.
You are who you are.
Don't let a bad person influence your spirit or change who you are. He is exactly what he seems—a bad person who is perfectly happy being alone as long as things are going his way, and someone who thinks of nobody but himself unless he needs something. Just a selfish little soul and a total emotional vampire.
I wish him luck, but I hope he stays far away from you.

And listen, not everyone is like this. Don't fall into the trap of thinking they are, and please, don't shut yourself off from the world. Life has a way of balancing the scales. You might get burned by the very people you helped, and they might hurt you most if you let them, but one day, someone entirely new will walk into your life—someone who actually understands your value because they possess the same kind of heart you do. 👍
This guy is a bottom-feeder who deserves absolutely nothing—not even a second of your anger. You're torturing yourself, not him. He isn't worth the energy.

How to let go of resentment and move past being hurt? in Psychology · Nov 9, 2008

Sean Doyle4 said:No, not really. If I had been the one to cut things off, maybe. Even then, he might be sad about the rejection, but not "hurt" in this sense—I never made any promises to him. He was the one promising to help, but it turns out he was only looking out for himself. He got what he wanted, decided he wasn't interested anymore, walked away from the whole situation, and washed his hands of me. It wasn't quite that blunt or callous, but that's essentially what happened. You end up feeling used and cheated.

Absolutely nobody is worth shedding your tears over, period.
There is an idiot lurking around every corner in this country—don't let them win.

Every single morning, take a moment to say thanks for everything you actually have, remind yourself that you truly don't give a damn about the past, and just keep moving forward!

Have you ever admitted to hurting your partner? How did it feel? in Lonely Hearts · Apr 25, 2008

Of course it happened. It was bound to happen at some point.
But honestly? A sincere apology can work wonders—for everyone involved.
Look, humans are flawed by nature. We all end up doing something incredibly stupid sooner or later.

Dealing with BPD symptoms: Any advice? in Psychology · Feb 20, 2008

I’m hearing about this for the very first time in my life🤔...
What on earth is that supposed to be?

Help a girl out! in Psychology · Feb 19, 2008

Olivia Chase2;12708641 said:
George Smith2 said:What part of this is unrealistic?

It’s not exactly rocket science—you're talking about working as a waitress at a Go-go club...

Everything else I wrote follows that logic: if you just have the willpower to open up and lean into the moment, the nature of the job practically forces you to.
Once you realize that your tips depend entirely on how many teeth you show—I mean a grin from ear to ear—and you accept that you aren't some high-flying CEO, but rather a WAITRESS whose sole mission is to push drinks, rake in the cash, and send a customer home happy regardless of whether they sent you back to the bar fifteen times for some trivial nonsense... well, you just leave that stuff at the door and treat the rest as entertainment. Whatever goes wrong is just part of the gig; whatever goes right is just a bonus.
That’s precisely why it’s a decent gig—it isn't some soul-crushing office job where the highlight of your day is someone messing up two numbers on a spreadsheet while you perform repetitive, robotic tasks all day long.

But even then, you need to have some backbone—don't walk in with these ridiculous expectations only to act shocked every time something minor goes sideways. We create our own circumstances; the environment is just the springboard. 👍

What kind of "professional maneuvering" are you talking about?
You should just be satisfied with what you do, because you’ve convinced yourself that this is something you’ll be doing for years... months, weeks... and being nothing more than relaxed, normal, and approachable in front of a guest isn't "maneuvering"—it's just being a decent server. When a customer sees that you aren't afraid to run over to grab something or provide a service they ask for... they'll give you a tip out of pure gratitude and enjoyment.
It's those tiny, trivial things that actually kept me entertained, because "the more tasks and chaos, the less time I have to overthink." I did things I would have loved if I were the one sitting in the guest chair. Nothing more, nothing less.

In such an environment.... Which one?
If you have a backbone and you know who you are and what you're doing, an environment that doesn't shake you emotionally is nothing more than an opportunity.
So, comparing three naked women on a pole to five guys treating those same women to cocktails without any physical contact—saying that's worse than her constantly fearing a drunk father—how does that even make sense?!

I always had the impression that these places were vulgar and disgusting. I never stepped foot in a place like that in my entire life.
Now, my perspective has shifted. People go there—couples, guys with girls... honestly, I wouldn't even mind if someone asked me out there now. It's not that bad.
A truly terrible environment would be your average disco in a small US town when you step outside, where you're stuck in a crowd of a million drunk hicks grabbing at your backside and shouting things like, "Hey baby, come on, I know you want it!"

That kind of environment... is definitely much better than serving drinks in some local dive bar where nobody is stripping on a pole, leaving you as the sole target or object of desire.

And now...
Regarding the whole ego thing.
Do I really need to lecture a girl who is already dealing with anxiety, teetering on the edge of self-harm, and struggling with an eating disorder because she hates herself for overeating?

First off—no matter how much we keep quiet about it—this is physical labor. You'll build muscle, you can eat all you want, and I guarantee you won't regret it afterward. Not to mention how your attitude toward body image will totally shift when you see a stripper with a bit of extra weight, completely unmade-up, showing up to work, and realizing through her own intuition that everyone is still drooling over her once she gets dolled up or takes her clothes off. Believe me!

All in all, I took the job strictly for the chance to live in a different city and for the night shifts.
I never even dreamed it could turn out this well.

I was also a complete mess during my first week, until one stripper told me: "Don't regret anything you do; you can find something good in everything, and by waitressing in a place like this, you'll learn how to read people!"

And that’s just the plain truth.
Look, I wouldn't say I'm walking on sunshine right now—everyone carries their own set of burdens, let's be real—but compared to how things used to be? I feel like an absolute queen. Why? Because I know I'm damn good at what I do. I know I can make it anywhere, even in those "toxic" environments that are definitely not my scene. I’ve got a better physique than most, I’ve got backbone, I can read people like a book, and I walked out of that whole mess with my head held high. Even the people from that circle respect me because I don't fall for the petty, mindless nonsense that most of those immature punks do.
Life moves you past stuff like that. It forces you to learn who you actually are.

In the end, you emerge as a completely different person.
In my case, I came out better, stronger, and more capable. And honestly? I think she could really use that kind of transformation too.

A change of scenery changes everything.
If you play tennis and you need a shake-up, don't just switch over to badminton—that's just the same crap under a different name. Go hit a boxing gym for a while. That’s a real change. That’s exactly what I did.

You get what I'm saying?

Help a girl out! in Psychology · Feb 18, 2008

slyowl96 said:Total nonsense.
I think you're just messing with a poor girl.

What part of this is unrealistic?

It’s not exactly rocket science—you're talking about working as a waitress at a Go-go club...

Everything else I wrote follows that logic: if you just have the willpower to open up and lean into the moment, the nature of the job practically forces you to.
Once you realize that your tips depend entirely on how many teeth you show—I mean a grin from ear to ear—and you accept that you aren't some high-flying CEO, but rather a WAITRESS whose sole mission is to push drinks, rake in the cash, and send a customer home happy regardless of whether they sent you back to the bar fifteen times for some trivial nonsense... well, you just leave that stuff at the door and treat the rest as entertainment. Whatever goes wrong is just part of the gig; whatever goes right is just a bonus.
That’s precisely why it’s a decent gig—it isn't some soul-crushing office job where the highlight of your day is someone messing up two numbers on a spreadsheet while you perform repetitive, robotic tasks all day long.

But even then, you need to have some backbone—don't walk in with these ridiculous expectations only to act shocked every time something minor goes sideways. We create our own circumstances; the environment is just the springboard. 👍

Help a girl out! in Psychology · Feb 18, 2008

slyowl96 said:come on
don't
be

The absolute truth—every single word of it.
It worked perfectly for me, so why on earth wouldn't it work for her?🤷

Help a girl out! in Psychology · Feb 17, 2008

George Garcia9 said:It’s not beneath me, lol. I tried waiting tables for about two weeks and I was just terrible at it. 😛I can't balance myself when walking, I'm clumsy with a tray, and my mental math is trash—I can't handle calculating change on the fly. 😁

Thanks for all the input, everyone. 🙂I'm still pretty lost and honestly have no clue what my next move should be... we'll see.....

If you don't know what something is, you just say, "I'm not sure if we have another bottle, let me check..."—and then you sprint back to the bar to ask the bartender, "Hey, do you know what an Istria Biter is?"🤔 If they don't know (and they always know😉), then sorry—we're out.

You're such a girl. There is nothing more endearing than watching some tiny, delicate, fragile little waitress try to carry a tray with both hands—and if the table is too low, she practically has to kneel on the floor just to set it down. People will probably end up $33 stuffing cash in your pocket just so you can go buy some dumbbells for your arms or go get a massage tomorrow because you're obviously suffering😉.

In a Go-go club, nobody deals with small change.
I don't have any. And amen to that.
Nobody ever told me—go find some change.
Still, it is a Go-go club; people come there specifically to show off in front of the girls. Nobody is asking for loose coins.😉

The only real question is how you feel about being grabbed on the backside, but let me tell you, in three months, I haven't had a single—not ONE—uncomfortable experience, or anyone getting handsy with me or anything like that. Mind you, I'm pretty outgoing, I know how to handle all sorts of personalities, and I even had two security guys looking out for me.😍

All in all... definitely my recommendation.
I actually cried when I went in for the interview for this job because I was so stressed. But it paid off!

All this chatter like—"Oh, live your life, reach your full potential, go out, socialize..."—clearly whoever says that has never experienced having "no life." The whole point of a job like this is precisely that your job is to be out there, among people, communicating, moving around, having experiences. Your job is to be present. When your friends call you to hang out, it's easy for them to say, "Nah, I don't feel like going tonight..." But when it's your job...🙂 You're forced to do it even when you don't want to.

And another benefit: if you're a night owl and you already go to bed late anyway... you switch to the nocturnal schedule real fast.
By 6 AM, you're done; you head out for breakfast sandwiches and pity those poor souls who are just waking up at that hour to drag themselves to work like zombies. Then, you either head to class for a bit, or you keep the party going with the crew for coffee, breakfast, or drinks until noon—one, two... (because for your body, that's basically your afternoon)—then you nap in the afternoon and you're back at it by midnight.🤷

You get the best parts of the day—the morning is the healthy, happy part, while the depressing night is used perfectly. You sleep through those boring afternoon soap operas and you won't regret a thing.

Help a girl out! in Psychology · Feb 17, 2008

Look, I can relate to quite a few things being said here—well, everything except the diet stuff. My dad is an absolute saint, truly, but other things just... they broke me. It was a mess. We're talking deep sadness, depression, clinical anxiety, the whole depressing spectrum...

I wasn't interested in pills or any of that nonsense. In my head, "brain chemistry" medication was just something for sixteen-year-olds trying to act cool at parties, so I completely brushed off anything involving a psychiatric prescription.

I managed to grind through half a year of college. My grades were stellar, though I’ll admit I skipped class constantly because I stay up way too late—and if I don't get to sleep, I just sit there wallowing until I wake up looking like a total monster the next morning. Every now and then, I’d treat myself to some sort of "human interaction" just to keep my head above water until I could actually finish my degree.

Anyway, at one point I just told myself—"Alright, kid, pull it together however you can." So, armed with a useless degree, I packed up and moved to a different city for three months to work as a waitress—something I had never done before, and frankly, I always thought service work was the absolute bottom of the barrel—in a Go-go club. 😲
Night shifts mean no time for crying; during the day, you're either sleeping or out shopping because you're flush with cash.
And let me tell you, the money was incredible.
The crowd was... well, it was definitely different from what I grew up with. But anything new and strange is inherently fascinating and keeps your mind occupied, whether it's good or bad... the main thing is that you aren't dwelling on the things you shouldn't be thinking about.
For those three months, I lived like royalty. I felt great; that massive change of scenery was exactly what I needed.
Honestly? Best move of the year.

I would never dream of working in a dive bar. But if you want fast cash, a way to drown out the depression, a confidence boost, and a shot of adrenaline to jumpstart your life —go wait tables in a Go-go club.
And if you find a classy spot, man, my place was top-tier—the kind of place that's hard to find. If you manage to land a gig like that, just go for it; don't overthink it. You need to be fit—muscle, maybe a little tone—because in most other jobs, people might just touch you, but here, it's part of the gig. For someone in my position, the last thing I needed was some soul-crushing office job or something mind-numbingly boring.
Just go stack that cash while the girls are dancing 👍

I'm doing great now. Sure, there are better days and worse days, but I've pushed all that baggage aside and put enjoyment and novelty front and center in my life.
Everything else... none of that matters. What mattered was finding myself again and making sure I was okay. Once you handle that, everything else falls into place easily.
Good luck😘

Healthcare corruption: What's your take? in Health · Feb 15, 2008

For the sake of a little research project I've been putting together, I’d really appreciate it if you could weigh in on this survey—just based on whatever personal experience, secondhand knowledge, or general observations you might have.

Anyway, where do you all actually stand on this matter?

Hymenotomy procedure in Women's Health · Feb 7, 2008

What on earth is this?
Is this some kind of supposed "return to innocence"?

Dealing with forum burnout: How do you stay sane? in Psychology · Jun 1, 2007

Everyone here acts like a total tough guy because they can say whatever they want without facing any actual consequences. And honestly? I think that’s great. People yell at me, I yell back—it just goes on and on forever. There are days when I just sit back and read, but then there are days like today, where my hormones are absolutely wrecking me and I suddenly feel like some sort of enlightened genius. So, instead of going out and picking fights with everyone—or letting them pick fights with me—I just stay home, indulge in my little self-care rituals, and spend my downtime writing novels right here on this forum...

Now, sure, venting frustration is nice—something I used to do quite a bit—but there’s also something deeply satisfying about calling someone an idiot to their face online. I don't really run into people like that in my day-to-day life, so aside from the occasional catharsis when I spot the exact type of person I’d love to throw hands with, I just hope someone eventually catches on. Of course, I am perfectly open to constructive criticism.
Even though I’m always right, of course.🤣😉

All in all, it's a pretty decent way to blow off steam...

How much do we actually differ from trees? in Philosophy · May 28, 2007

Kenneth Lee16 said:It sheds its bark, loses hair... even leaks resin

But it still grows, right? It bears fruit... feeds itself... survives through spring, summer, and winter

So, I guess it gets some kind of organic orgasm feeling out of all those processes?

Here you go again...

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.

High IQ and Narcissism: Fact or Fiction? in Psychology · May 27, 2007

Thomas Martinez67 said:Honestly, who even needs emotional intelligence?

It already ruined a few people long ago🤣

Sex and Violence in Health · Feb 20, 2007

I might be in the wrong thread here—my apologies if the mods move this—but...

I’ve been wondering if anyone else has dealt with a sudden, massive amount of bleeding after some particularly intense, rougher sex?

And let me be clear—it isn't just my period—but I am honestly at a loss for what else could cause this kind of mess. It feels completely out of left field! Does anyone have any insight or similar experiences? I'm stuck in this agonizing limbo waiting three whole days before I can finally get an appointment at my OB-GYN...😕