cosmictinker21 said:No, there’s no such thing as unconditional love, except maybe when it comes to kids. I don't even forgive my dog if he’s being a jerk and shreds my new Nikes! As punishment, I don't throw him his ball. I won't even look at him. That usually keeps him on his best behavior for about a month... until the next pair of shoes shows up.🤣
Unconditional love is, for instance, the ability to care for someone until the very end, without a single selfish thought about wanting your own free time. A spouse, out of pure love for another, doesn't neglect a long-term sick partner; they care for them because they truly love who that person is. One of the core pillars of love is caring for the other person—striving for their well-being, paying attention to their feelings, nurturing them. There’s no room for selfishness just because you disagree on some minor point, or have different habits. It requires tolerance. Pride? What use is pride if love is actually present? Real love means it's mutual, steady, and balanced in all the essential ways. It happens when there's no projection, no infatuation, no chasing an ideal. It's about loving the person who actually exists. Exactly as they are. Regardless of the small things that might bother us... which, in the grand scheme of things, don't really matter anyway.
Trying to discipline my rabbit is a lost cause; the more I try to impose order, the more he rebels, plots, and executes his little schemes. It’s like trying to teach a drill sergeant how to relax. I finally realized I just have to accept him for exactly who he is—flaws and all—without trying to cage his terrible personality. Honestly, he’s the only person I’ve ever truly connected with on that level. It's fascinating, really. I've come to realize that those expensive things he trashed—my designer wool coat, high-end sandals, the custom furniture—matter far less than the connection itself.
In my experience, absolutely. When you live with an animal, you get to know their true essence, and they learn yours too. You’ll find yourself forgiving them for things a sane person would never overlook, though a total lunatic might. Sure, a pet can't pull the kind of scams a human can, but they can certainly be dominant, calculating, vengeful, selfish, or just a straight-up menace. There is no way I’m forgiving those traits in a boyfriend (nor would he forgive them in me), yet despite all that, we both absolutely adore our little troublemaker rabbit.
I believe unconditional love is reserved strictly for animals. And even then, it’s only possible if you actually care for and understand them. If such a thing exists, it stops at the kennel door.
Morgan Collins20 said:I don't really buy the idea that Love is blind—it feels more like we're just choosing to close our eyes when we first fall... all those little things that eventually end up disappointing us? They were always there, honestly—we either ignored them or just pretended they didn't exist in the first place! 🙂
silentpilot6 said:And you're just as stubborn, always popping up in my threads to pick a fight... if that's what makes you happy, go ahead. 👍
That’s why I started this discussion in psychology; I figured we'd get a much more interesting debate here than on that other forum where everyone just cries together and offers endless, hollow pats on the back and empty platitudes. 😁 In the USA
As for the anorexia issue... when all those public figures on JUMBO plakat, on TV, or on the radio scream about how being underweight isn't healthy or attractive—and then they show images of people with anorexia that are supposed to illustrate how disastrous it is 😁—there isn't a single "critic" of that approach to be found. But the moment I say the exact same thing, suddenly everyone starts attacking me. 😕
My dear brother, I don't "crash" your threads; my entire world is built on psychology, and these idiots are fascinating—anyone would want to study them.
Propaganda and brainwashing work fine until reality hits—until a real sickness sets in.
After that, talking is useless. Anorexia has one of the highest mortality rates of any mental illness (higher than depression, in my view). Unfortunately, you can't cure it by saying, "Look how ugly and skinny you are, nobody wants you."
Apply that same logic to whatever you want.
You can't fix an idiot suffering from temporary insanity by asking, "Where is your common sense?" Because at the moment of illness, the common sense is gone; it's a symptom.
Just look at the ongoing circus in the US. The mob thinks they're treating a patient, but I'd say they're just entertaining themselves. They've turned this man into a spectacle, engaging in sessions of insults and intoxication—and hey, he’s happy. Pure idiocy, isn't it?
No. This is a much more complex mechanism. First off, have you even been following that thread? If not, you have no idea what’s actually going on there. It isn't about love—believe me—it's pure, unadulterated temporary insanity. Go read the thread and see for yourself.
Those women didn't just "dare to love"—they stepped far beyond the boundaries of love, reason, and anything remotely recognizable in a sane universe.
velvetrider, try actually reading this entire thread before speaking. It isn't about love; it’s a temporary bout of madness that people are now trying to explain away with critical rationalism.
silentpilot6 said:It seems some people are just more blind to reality than others 🙂
I find you far more interesting than those hacks, who all agreed this was nothing more than a temporary bout of madness.
The truth is, you’re constantly, without fail, outraged by things you don't grasp, while insisting on your own magical, perfectly logical stance on everything under the sun.
By your logic, an anorexic could easily bulk up just by being told that guys don't like that look because skinny isn't sexy (it's like telling a driver to stop idling if they want to save gas—common sense exists). 😍
That’s terrible. You can't let them get away with it. They drain your energy with all that mindless chatter. They're basically using you as a punching bag.
I used to enjoy meeting strangers and just chatting away, but I've slowly learned how to build a defense. It’s still a struggle, though.
Wouldn't you say emotional intelligence is essentially just a fancy term for intuition?
I have that book sitting here, but I honestly can't find a single reason to pick it up. It’s nothing but mindless platitudes from the very first page, and frankly, it's exhausting.
Kenneth Brooks9 said:This is exactly what I was terrified would happen... Everyone keeps telling me the same thing... But somehow, he still pulls me back in—just like how Heroin pulls him under. It’s hard to even put into words, honestly. The whole thing is just... weird. But I guess there's really only one move left. Pack my bags and get the hell out of here before I lose my mind. 😢
Is the guy actually good to you, though? Is he even a decent human being? You’ve been with him for three years...
Drew Morgan, try doing the exact opposite of your usual routine—give your work away for free or just sell it off. Once you let go, you won't be so emotionally tethered to it. Ultimately, the act of creation matters more than the final product itself.
I deal with an even worse issue—I get pathologically attached to my concepts. I try to force them into reality, but it rarely works because those ideas come from a world of ideas—things like justice and other abstract nonsense. 😍
I also struggle to let go of things I’m not even personally invested in; they just end up irritating me. I really respect this artist. When I die, I don't want to leave anything material behind as a burden, least of all my own body.
I haven't seen the box. He was taking his medication one pill at a time while in the hospital, but once he picked up the prescription at CVS and actually read the side effects, he flagged this to me.
Look, antipsychotics have brutal side effects, so he was understandably shaken when he saw the list for this anti-epileptic; they're practically identical.
The doctors told him to head back for follow-ups with both the neurosurgeon and the neurologist in two months.
Is there a risk the medication will cause harm during that waiting period?
And is this something he'll be stuck on for the rest of his life?
Since there are plenty of experts in pharmacotherapy here, I’m looking for anyone with firsthand experience using Depakote.
A friend of mine was prescribed Depakote Chrono following an epileptic seizure caused by a brain bleed from an enlarged vein (venous angioma), which was all confirmed via CT and MRI scans.
The list of side effects has him worried, especially since he’s heard it’s also used to treat mania.
If this isn't the right subforum for this discussion, please move it to the appropriate section. Thanks.
driftingtiger2 said:Feeling a bit better today. Got some breathing room at work yesterday—they pushed my deadline to December 31st. So, until then, nobody’s getting fired and I’m not handing in my notice... at least, hopefully. My philosophy? Things can always get worse, so just keep moving. Don't mope. Whatever happens, the world keeps spinning. And when things truly become unbearable? Well, you can always die. I try not to be overly dramatic, but when everything hits at once... it's hard. I'm so exhausted I almost wish I could just get sick, end up in a hospital bed, and have everyone leave me alone for two weeks without asking for a single thing. 😢What kind of luck would that be? Even in a hospital, I'd probably still be stuck with my work phone and laptop... Got some new pets, but a dog isn't an option. Living in an apartment means I don't want one sitting there alone all day...
Matthew Hayes14 is right. Sometimes I need that peace you get from cleaning or ironing—just doing chores around the house... putting on some music and working through it. It's funny, I can't actually sit still, otherwise I just start overthinking everything.
Anyway, I've lost 15 pounds in the last six months. I had quite a bit to lose, so I wouldn't say I'm thin now, but I just don't have much of an appetite lately...
Of course you wouldn't have an appetite in a situation like this...
driftingtiger2 said:Look, analogdriver52, you clearly missed the point of what I wrote. If you’re just here to judge me, then there's really no reason for us to be talking on this thread.
Honestly, you've been through way too much. You wouldn't be in this headspace if you weren't a decent person. My advice? Go see a therapist, not a psychiatrist for a pill prescription. You need actual professional guidance.
Raymond Clark7 said:Eric Adams is basically just some guy from the South with a specific dialect... does that make him less of an American or just a rural guy?😕😕
😂 😂 😂 😂
Anyway, getting back to the main point: regardless of all the theft and those shady schemes, you have to admit the guy actually invested in the city and built a bunch of great stuff. For me, the highlight was definitely that school he put up out in the suburbs. Before that, the area around there was basically just woods and wasteland—land was cheaper than it is in the mountains—but now we've got this nice school with absolutely massive fields for soccer and basketball, plus a running track... everything inside is top-notch too. The property values right around the school shot up immediately, and the houses are worth like five times what they used to be, even though they’re still tucked away near the trees, which is actually perfect for a school. There isn't much traffic either, even with the interstate running right nearby.
Oh, how lovely. I suppose he funded that with his grandma's inheritance, right?
Jerry Martinez5 said:Ha. That basically means you’re being passive. Maybe you just don't love risk, danger, or the messiness of failure all that much. Perhaps the safety of your current circle feels better? In other words: you're playing it safe.
Advice: stop obsessing over "average people" and quit underestimating those around you. It doesn't help anyone. Instead, maybe focus on what you actually want to do. What are your goals? Other people aren't an excuse for why you aren't taking action.
Why does a successful entrepreneur make ten times more than a standard employee? Because they took the leap. And risk means exactly that: you put everything on the line. You might win big, or you might lose everything. Most people just hate the idea of risking it, because, obviously, there are no guarantees.
Is Mort being blamed just because he had special perks for doing favors for the elites?
crimsonviper88 said:What’s your take on average people? You know, the ones who just want a totally mundane, run-of-the-mill life? People who don't care about big thrills or massive changes. They’re just settled into their routine, comfortable with it, and don't have any desire to shake things up.
Lately, I feel like I'm constantly fighting against being mediocre. I hate it. I can't stand people who are just... passive. Honestly, I might even say I feel something close to hatred toward them.
But here’s the thing that really gets to me: I think I’m becoming one of them. I have a small circle I hang out with most—we’ve known each other since high school, maybe five or six years now. They’re my real friends, the only ones I actually care about. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. But lately, I’ve realized this core group is exactly what I described above. Passive. Unwilling to change. Afraid of taking risks or finding excitement. It irritates the hell out of me because by hanging out with them, I’m basically forced to be like them. I don't have the energy to break out of this rut on my own. I don't *want* to be ordinary. But I don't have a social circle that actually pushes me to be different—one where I can actually be myself. The version of me I actually want to be.
Look, obviously I want to keep my friends. I love them, despite our differences. But how do you stop being so dependent on them? Everyone has their own needs and wants, but if the majority wants one thing, then the minority's desires—in this case, mine—just end up pushed aside...
Personally, I think being average is fine; there's no need to chase every fake ideal shoved down our throats by Madison Avenue commercials. However, an honest person stands up against injustice and corruption the second they see it—they react instantly. No matter what. Being spineless is pathetic.