Posts by Grace Ruiz4

Sean Cruz said:Of course, you’d be perfectly fine sharing your wife with three other guys in the same bed. ☕ And everyone is happy, cheerful, and perfectly content. 😍

Freedom is easily the most incredible sensation you can experience while you're still in this body.

Freedom—it’s still lingering in the system. 🤔

🙏

Look, if I walked into my bedroom and found my wife with three other dudes, I wouldn't even be jealous. Honestly? My wife wouldn't even exist to me anymore. I’d just rip her out of my heart instantly. That’s what we’re talking about here!

And it's the same deal with dating. I don't have anything to worry about or get worked up over if, say, my girl comments on how hot some guy is, or how charming this guy is, or how cute that guy looks—as long as she isn't actually cheating. I'm not getting jealous or paranoid. But the second she cheats? Then I’m telling her "there's the door." You're done. You aren't for me anymore. 😁

Sandra Morgan2 said:That fascination? It’s nothing more than being head over heels. Basically, you lose yourself in someone else—usually because you're caught up in that illusion where a frog suddenly turns into a prince. You become obsessed with the object of your affection, desperately praying they feel the exact same way.

Let's be real about falling in love. At its core, it’s driven by an overwhelming surge of desire—specifically, sex. Sure, people like to hide behind those soft, flowery descriptions of romance, but the root of it all? It's a burning need for physical intimacy and those frequent, "funny little movements" that come with connecting with someone.

When you fall deeply in love, there’s this intense emotional hunger that takes over. You crave total connection—you want that person to be entirely yours, and you want to belong completely to them, too. It’s about fulfilling every single emotional need. But if you add a spiritual dimension to it? Then falling in love isn't just some random occurrence. That person becomes your soul mate. They are sent by God; they are your other half. Through them, we practice a temporary taste of bliss here on Earth, preparing ourselves for eternal bliss in Heaven. When everything is sealed with God's blessing, it offers a glimpse of the infinite—a promise of everlasting joy through complete physical, emotional, and spiritual unity.

See you tomorrow!

It’s fun, sure. Just like bungee jumping—you get that massive rush of adrenaline and endorphins, but it's fleeting. That feeling of the wind in your hair, that momentary flight? It's temporary. And more often than not, it fades away leaving nothing but drama and finger-pointing in its wake. The high usually dies down fast. Unless there is a foundation built on the art of love—specifically, a love for oneself—it just won't turn into anything lasting.

The art of love. Jealous people always seem to suffer from that one crushing deficiency.It might lack raw passion, but it offers something better: peace, composure, and genuine tenderness. It doesn’t peddle those fake promises of "I’ll be yours until death do us part, and then we'll spend eternity in heaven together..." Instead, it builds self-respect, clarity regarding our own worth, confidence, and—above all else—self-sufficiency. Sure, there isn't any sexual "aaahhhhh" or "mmmmmm" involved, but it actually makes us more sensual. We start to crave ourselves and others. By learning how to truly love and care for ourselves, we learn how to love and care for everyone else. And sometimes? We take care of them *soooo* well that we shamelessly enjoy every second of it. The only difference is that, in that moment, loving others becomes just another way of loving ourselves.

Falling in love? It’s basically a mental health episode—a very, very pleasant one, sure, but it's caused by being high on your own hormones. It completely warps your perception of reality. Telling someone their issue is "jealousy," rather than pointing out that the actual problem is the infatuation itself—along with that programmed, romanticized idea of what "love" should be—is like trying to give advice on how to stop hallucinations while someone is tripping on heavy drugs.

We’re all programmed from day one to believe in the illusion of romantic love. It’s the exact same cultural conditioning that makes us believe in Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, or the Tooth Fairy. They teach us to hunt for that "one special person" who will finally make us whole—someone we supposedly need exclusively. We're told they have to be ours and ours alone, never looking at anyone else, never leaving our side, and staying that way until death do us part.

Humans have this endless capacity to lie to themselves, even when the truth is staring us right in the face:🙂 nobody belongs to us, and we don't belong to anyone. Once you realize that absolutely no one—and I mean no one—is yours to own, you'll experience the sheer lightness that comes from NON-POSSESSIVENESS. You simply can't be jealous if you aren't possessive. And honestly? Only someone who isn't possessive can truly love. In real love, all you want is what's best for the other person. In that romanticized, fake version of love, all you want is to keep that person exclusively for yourself.

This is the ultimate truth about love, and if you don't feel this deep down in your gut, you haven't actually experienced the beauty of it!

The whole trick to killing off jealousy is realizing that nothing is yours, you can't hold onto anything for yourself, and everything can slip through your fingers in a heartbeat!😁

Being jealous? That was hands down the absolute worst, most soul-crushing feeling I've ever had to deal with in my life. But freedom? Man, freedom is the most incredible high you can experience while you're still breathing.🤣

feralcobra92 said:So, I recently made a career move and started working at this massive new corporation, but let me tell you, it’s such a small-town atmosphere where everyone knows everyone else's business, and honestly, the level of pettiness is just unreal! I don't have a single ally in the building, and since I actually came in as a specialist while most of them are basically support staff, there's already this huge tension.
There’s this deep-seated, traditional mindset here where they view specialists as total slackers who just sit around collecting a fat paycheck without doing a lick of work. Even though I make a point to be perfectly polite to everyone, the gossip is starting to swirl, people are making up these ridiculous stories about me, and I’m honestly starting to feel pretty miserable. I really don't know how to navigate this mess, and it's just so disheartening because, objectively speaking, I haven't done a single thing wrong! I truly love my profession and the work I do, but if this toxic environment keeps up, I'm worried I'll end up hating my entire career. I know every big company has its fair share of drama, but I have never found myself stuck in such a nasty situation before. There are a few people here who are actually decent to me, but they won't dare say a word in my defense. On the bright side, I have zero issues with my boss, so it's really just the peer pressure and the rumors. What should I do?

Look, you’ve gotta stay strictly professional. Don't let them see that their attitude gets under your skin. You're more qualified than them—that's just reality—so own that, even if you don't act like you're "better" than everyone else.
Just keep being polite and approachable. People with an actual conscience will eventually come around and stop the rumors, but the ones who are truly bitter? They'll probably never stop.

Just focus on your work and be kind to everyone; things usually settle down eventually. Just hang in there, because let's be real, there's always going to be some kind of drama somewhere!

Good luck

Alexander Martinez12, I’m calling you an Uber right now.😉

Nicholas James2 said:I'm connected and they help me out whenever they can. But I'm no expert on this stuff, so I don't know how it works. Maybe the Department of Education would require me to have at least some kind of certification?

Ever heard of Mary Cook?

Forget the certificate thing—what you actually do is submit a super detailed project proposal to the U.S. Department of Education (like, say, a project for an organized personality development workshop). You grab all the forms from their website, but obviously, you’re gonna need some actual pros working alongside you to pull it off. If your nonprofit is pretty well-established, you can jump into those projects, and man, you can land some serious cash
(up to 50 $0.00) from the U.S. Department of Education, though you’ll have to justify every single cent with a massive report once the project is done!

It's a ton of work, seriously. You've gotta keep a constant eye on the calls for proposals on their site and make sure you have both subject matter experts and tech-savvy people on speed dial (since all the paperwork is digital and the experts need to make sure the plan isn't just total nonsense)

Are you actually plugged in with the National Federation of the Blind?

Maybe try tossing a project proposal over to the Department of Education so they can cough up some funding through the association or whatever!?🤷

Angela Wright said:Here’s why:
Look, you have the entire world laid out in front of you. You've got every possible chance to move past this and eventually meet someone who actually carries more weight in your life than she ever did.
You’ve tasted real pain. That’s just how it works—it's all part of the school of hard knocks.
We’re currently looking out for a 24-year-old guy who’s fighting a losing battle against cancer. It’s brutal—they already had to amputate his leg, but the disease has spread everywhere, and there’s really no coming back from this. He looks like a walking skeleton, yet somehow, his eyes are still absolutely brimming with life. He lost both of his parents during the war, leaving him with nothing but his sister to lean on. Honestly, he’s probably the happiest man on the planet right now just because we managed to bypass all the red tape and get him the oxygen he needs after some bureaucratic nightmare denied his request. He isn't suffocating anymore, so he's happy. He’s only 24, hasn't truly tasted life yet, and he just wants a chance to live.
Just give thanks to God that you're healthy and still have your whole life ahead of you. Everything happens for a reason—if that girl was truly meant to be yours, you two would still be together.
Life is unpredictable, and you can find yourself staring down a massive pivot point in the blink of an eye.
Everything is going to work out. You just need to give yourself some breathing room and start living every single day like it’s your last. Get out of the house, get active, find a volunteer gig, or lend a hand to someone who’s struggling more than you are. Maybe even sign up for a class. It’s all about getting back out there—that’s how you meet new people who might actually become real friends.
You have total freedom to do whatever you want. Don't just sit there—actually make something of it!

Killer post!

Honestly, I think the biggest screw-up is that you turned this girl into some kind of deity. You’re out here praying to her in the morning and then giving her your nightly prayers before bed like she's some divine being. Look, when you're with someone, you've gotta hold onto them like they could vanish at any second, but at the same time, you have to love them way more than they could ever love you!

Trust me, there are way better women out there for you. You're young, you're good-looking, you've got plenty of life left in you—you just need to let some time pass so you can finally get her out of your head.

Believe me! It’s all gonna work out!+