Posts by mistydrifter55

So, at the end of the day, everything just ends up 🥳👋

Well, cheers to me then 🙂

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It looks like you haven't really set any priorities in your life yet.
Your ambitions are all over the place.

A life without desire, purpose, or ambition isn't actually living—it’s just existing, day after day.
When you lack a real sense of purpose, a brain that’s wired to tackle concrete challenges starts looking for outlets elsewhere. It either settles for trivial nonsense that doesn't matter, or it turns toward self-destructive habits, which seems to be exactly what you're doing right now.

Find some meaning. Sort out your priorities. Set some actual goals.
That is quite literally the only way to climb out of the headspace you're stuck in.

It’s written WITHOUT SMISLENE.

Well, it is what it is.
You’ve learned how to have everything handed to you on a silver platter, and that comfort zone? It feels like a safe haven.
Maybe your mom kept you a little too close to the vest, leaving you with this lingering fear of being on your own.
Usually, kids outgrow that separation anxiety by age three.
Then again, there's puberty.
If you didn't push through that phase back then, well, here you are facing it now.
If you actually want to take that job you're dreaming about, grit your teeth and just go. You don't have the luxury of hiding behind your fears anymore. It's time to grow up.
It's time to learn how to run your own laundry, cook your own meals, and handle the bills. That's just what adults do.
Pull yourself together and get moving. You aren't going to die, and nothing bad is going to happen. Even if you mess up, you've got a place to land. Believe me, there are plenty of people who have to leave home and can never come back.
Count yourself lucky that you have a family backing you up—now it's up to you and your future career.
So, man up, step up, and do what needs to be done.
Leave those childhood fears back at your parents' house. Don't bring them to your wife; she and your kids need you to be their rock, not another person they have to carry.
It's time to grow up.

Good luck!

Dennis Patel5 said:My main concerns are these:
-potential complications regarding conception and pregnancy
-the risk that hormone levels won't stabilize during pregnancy, which can impact the kids (like lower IQ)
-a strong possibility she develops another autoimmune issue (like Type 1 diabetes)

Minor concerns:
-possible personality changes, -reduced ability to work

I know plenty of women living with Hašimoto.

Aside from some minor struggles with conceiving, none of those scary scenarios I listed ever happened to them.

Honestly, are you even sure you're 100% healthy?
What if there’s some genetic issue you don't know about that affects your sperm or leads to a sick child?
Are you certain you won't get sick and end up disabled by the time you're 40?
Or that you won't get hit by a car and lose both legs?
And so on...

Nobody knows what "tomorrow" looks like. You have zero clue.

To put it bluntly, you're being rude to her.
Just say what you think upfront. At least then you can be honest, if nothing else.

I find it fascinating how all these things intertwine—these almost contradictory forces that somehow work in tandem.
At work, I’m a total perfectionist. Outside of that? I’m a chronic procrastinator.

With a lot of my tasks, procrastination—that mounting delay that builds up this intense agony and pressure—actually ends up boosting my excitement. It’s like the longer I put it off, the bigger the hormonal payoff in my brain becomes when I finally dive in.
But then, you have that nagging guilt from stalling, which works in parallel, feeding into that same rush.

My habit of putting things off started when I noticed people who barely tried actually getting better results. So, I accidentally picked up that pattern. 😵
It sucks when you pour your heart and soul into something and get absolutely nothing for it.
Maybe we eventually reach a point where we start finding pleasure in our own suffering. The sheer agony of chasing success creates this addiction; we're constantly tense and wired, just waiting for some kind of validation. And when that praise doesn't come, we become addicted to the struggle itself. It’s a self-perpetuating loop.

Is it masochism? Or just a primal need for attention, reward, and happiness...

The flow of time is everything. We live for the moment, and a single moment can feel eternal.

What kind of horror are we even talking about here? ☕

Just because we have enough tech to track every tiny detail on the planet doesn't mean there’s actually more misery today than there was in the past. It just feels louder.

Honestly, just turn off the TV and step away from social media. Go deal with your own problems if you've got any—and if you don't? Well, then you're winning at life.

You might be dealing with a chronic illness you haven't even realized yet, and honestly? It’s probably way more intense than Hashimoto.
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Joseph Bailey41 said:Until just a little while ago, I actually thought this was normal. 😳

The semi-trucks are the worst part for me. I constantly find myself imagining them swerving straight into my lane. 😲

🤣🙂

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I spent a good chunk of high school dealing with thoughts just like these.
As my life circumstances shifted, my headspace shifted too.
There was always something spinning around in my brain—it evolves depending on what I'm going through, and yeah, it can get pretty creative.

It kind of pisses me off how every tiny little movement or quirk now has its own cataloged diagnosis, just so doctors can crunch numbers and navigate this whole nightmare.

Any thought that doesn't involve hurting yourself or someone else really ought to be considered "normal."

The real question is, what does "normal" even mean anymore? 🤔

Sometimes the best way to help is to just step back.
Don't go digging around. You aren't his therapist.
Be there for him—be his rock, let him lean on you—but don't start picking at his mental health. Don't push for answers; if he needs to talk, he’ll come to you.

You know that old saying: "The road to hell is paved with good intentions."

Just stay by his side and keep quiet. A hug is usually more than enough.

Build up some self-confidence.

If you manage to get your feeling back and shake off that numbness within six months to a year, consider yourself lucky.

The fact that you can even open your jaw means a good chunk of those nerves actually survived.

As for getting sensation back in your skin? That’s going to take a lot longer.

Michelle Evans said:A psychiatrist.

Exactly.

You're having a textbook panic attack.
That’s what psychiatrists deal with.

Harold Anderson3 said:I feel that familiar, low-level melancholy washing over me again... it’s not exactly a crushing weight, just a persistent, dull ache that won't quit.
My sleep schedule is a total mess lately; I’m either sleeping way too much or staring at the ceiling all night with my eyes wide open...
I think I might actually head back to the outpatient clinic, though I’m honestly not holding my breath that it’ll make a dent in how I feel...
I’m just tired of chasing false hope, and frankly, I’m a little worried they’ll just look at me like some fragile crybaby if I show up there.☕

I just hope they have decent AC in there.
Maybe this heat is getting to me more than I realize.☕
I mean, who can even sleep at night when it's like this?
Then you end up passing out during the day, only to be wide awake when you actually need to rest...
Tell me about it...🥱

There’s nothing mystical about it on my end.
The sleep chemicals just hit me so hard that when my alarm goes off, I’ll get up, head to the bathroom, brew some coffee, and sit there sipping it for twenty minutes—all while still dreaming the exact same dream.
I’m fully aware that I’m awake and doing chores around the house, yet the dream just keeps playing in the background. It's wild.
Usually, once I actually start focusing on the dream itself, it finally starts to fade away...

Betty Wood54 said:I'm not quite sure how your example above relates to this, honestly. Keeping religious education on the curriculum is a school obligation that stems from a political decision. The teaching professionals aren't asked for their input; they just carry out directives handed down from the top.

At the end of the day, religious studies is an elective in the school system, and the school asks whether or not you want your child to participate. As far as the church is concerned, they don't really care because they have no direct link to the school administration.

Look, if religious education wasn't even an option in schools, parents who want to opt their kids out wouldn't have to deal with all this social stigma. They wouldn't feel judged, shamed, or like outsiders just for making a choice. Why does it have to be such a thing?
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Betty Wood54 said:Well, I suppose no school asks because the public school curriculum and the parish-run programs are two totally separate things. The school is required to offer religious studies, and they basically just ask if you want to opt into that specific class or not. But as for the church-organized stuff, the school really doesn't have anything to do with it; that’s entirely up to the local parish.

People above were mentioning how parents don't protest.

Actually, a massive number of parents did push back against those "clerical reforms" once upon a time.

But here's the kicker: parents aren't even consulted. Period. The experts call the shots.
Parents are essentially irrelevant in this process.
So, what's the point in blaming parents for staying quiet when they aren't even given a seat at the table?
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What is all this yapping about? 🤣

At my local school, at least back when we were enrolling, nobody ever bothered to ask if we wanted religious studies held on campus or over at a church.

It was just a checkbox on the registration form: do you want religious education, extra German classes, or nothing at all?

Basically, nobody asks you anything.
Parents aren't even consulted on where those religious classes should actually take place.
So, what kind of "voting" are you people talking about if nobody is even allowed to speak up against the established rules?