Posts by Robin Diaz4

I honestly thought I was immune to phobias, but reading through this thread makes me realize I’ve been living in denial... 😬
Here’s my list:
When I’m swimming, I have this absolute need to see the bottom. If I can't make out the floor, pure panic sets in. It wasn't always like this, but a few years ago I witnessed a rescue operation for a drowning victim, and ever since... it's one thing to read about those situations, but seeing it happen in person is an entirely different beast...

Snakes... 😱 To be honest, I’m terrified of anything reptilian or amphibian. I can handle looking at them behind glass at a local pet shop, but out in the wild? Fear just paralyzes me to the point where I can't even move. I once spent what felt like five minutes—though it felt like an eternity—standing frozen right in front of a snake. I didn't start sprinting like a lunatic until it finally decided to slither off on its own...

As for heights, I'm perfectly fine as long as there's a sturdy railing.

Ugh, my feet are absolutely killing me, yet here I am, forced to head out to this dance... 😂

A close friend of mine didn't even get started until she was twenty-five; so, if she hasn't missed her window yet...

There’s this persistent myth floating around that it takes ten years to wrap up medical school—as if the degree is reserved exclusively for those who failed out or needed a decade just to scrape by. Of course, you can absolutely finish on schedule if you actually put in the work...

Staying on topic, I personally know plenty of doctors who pursued medicine because they genuinely want to help people. Even after years upon years of residency, they still head into work with actual enthusiasm. Then, naturally, there’s the other side of the coin: the ones who carry themselves like high-society elites, but the moment you walk into their clinic as a patient, you’d better watch your step. They might as well toss you out a window if you dare bother them with something as trivial as a kidney infection—and believe me, I’m speaking from personal experience here.
And honestly, when someone starts bragging about how much "harder" their university was compared to everyone else's, it makes my skin crawl. I’ll just bite my tongue before I get banned for commenting further...

Susan Gonzalez4 said:So what would I even be then? (5'9"/125 lbs). Everyone has always told me I'm thin, but in a good way—not like I'm sickly or anything. My weight is distributed pretty well, too; I've actually got curves and 🙂
🙂

The catch is, I don't exactly have a chest... 😬

I’ve never actually gone to the movies by myself—it feels a little silly, if I’m being honest. I’m heading out with a friend instead, and we’ll probably grab some coffee afterward.

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My friends are all insisting I have anorexia... 🙄

Zachary Bishop82 said:I'm just not limber enough to pull off a "Z" pose.😠

Oh, come on, it’s not that hard—just squat down a little and stretch your arms out...

miss l on the road said:Preschool trauma:

.....

For the most part, I was basically a social hermit until about 5th grade... 🙄

Ugh, join the club, I’ve got plenty of my own:

- Back in my day, kids (who were clearly little monsters!) had this ritual where they’d gang up on any "new kid" in the group... Well, I spent two months in the hospital once, and when I finally showed up back at school, everyone assumed I was the new kid and absolutely laid into me. 😠 So yeah, you just pick your circle and stick to it... 🙄 (And honestly, after that, my social skills didn't exactly flourish either 😁 )

- We didn't have actual lunches at daycare; instead, we all brought snacks to share—usually stuff like chips, snack cakes, marshmallows, and other junk. We’d pile it all on one big table for everyone to grab from. Predictably, my own treats would vanish instantly, leaving me stuck with whatever garbage was left over... 😳

- There was that one time Mom was running a few minutes late to pick me up, and I was genuinely convinced she’d abandoned me for good. 🙂

- I remember wanting to play with this battery-operated toy car, but the teacher kept snatching it away, insisting it was "for boys." 😠

stormyviper11 said:Is it possible for the curtains behind Blondie to represent Deep Purple?

And here I was, thinking Deep Purple was just that purple building way in the back... 🤔

Was it Cypress Hill? Somewhere way back by that big hill?

I stumbled upon some more Bee Gees—someone actually spray-painted "BGG" right on the side of the building...

I’m picking up on some Blur, the Blues Brothers, Queen, Led Zeppelin, Scissor Sisters, the Beach Boys, Cowboy Junkies, and Crowded House (those guys living upstairs)...
This is fantastic; I’m going to keep digging... 😁

The first of the month is always the best time...
Back at my place, we actually have to collect rainwater just to get by; once Dad finally gets his paycheck and picks up some soap, maybe we’ll all get a chance to wash up! 🙄

Carol Jackson45 said:I am officially boycotting any season where the average daily temperature isn't at least 70 degrees.🥳

I couldn't agree more!
The second the mercury dips below 70, my lips start cracking and my skin goes totally dry; this weather is absolutely killing me.

I’ve never actually caught the flu before, nor have I ever bothered with a flu shot, so there’s no reason to start changing my habits this year...
I’m certainly not losing any sleep over bird flu, either—I don't exactly consider myself a chicken waiting to be plucked. 🙄

Ashley Watson said:I honestly can't wrap my head around it. How is it that they never seem to catch a single tick or even stumble upon a mushroom, yet somehow, we always end up being the ones who get hit by everything? It’s like we're the designated targets for every little thing nature throws our way. Seriously, how does that even work? 😢

I was actually wondering about that myself, and my doctor ended up telling me the exact same thing Betty Rivera14 mentioned—they basically just squeeze every last bit of value out of it.
Plus, they tend to have significantly longer urethras, which definitely plays a role in the whole situation...

Ashley Watson said:And who on earth convinced you that anal sex is the primary way to catch it? Honestly, anything goes! You can pick it up just from wiping after using the restroom. Hell, if you aren't careful with how you wipe, you could practically contract it every single day. That’s why I sincerely hope you’re practicing the "front to back" method when you wipe, right?

When I was dealing with E. coli, my doctor mentioned that transmission via anal sex is a real risk if a partner moves from one area to another without cleaning up first—which, frankly, left me feeling quite 🙂...
As for the wiping situation, that was actually my first question. The idea of wiping from back to front is equally revolting to me...

Sarah Edwards38 said:Just swap out Ginić...

Honestly, that’s an old story at this point. I actually swapped them out about three months ago... and frankly, I’m just as unhappy with this current batch, so I'm back on the hunt...

Sarah Edwards38 said:.....

😲
It’s funny how things work out... you’ve practically described my exact situation.
I ended up dealing with a bladder and kidney infection caused by E. coli—basically, those bacteria live in your gut, but if they decide to wander off where they don't belong, they start causing absolute chaos.
That discharge popped up right around the same time, too. I actually brought it up to Ginić, but he couldn't have cared less about what I was telling him...