i am tired of understanding the fact that we living being has emotion. the way it works is full of paradox and irony, both positive and negative, and I am tired of always be the one to understand it most.
I heard about minimalomism the first time a few years back and thought that it was the thing for me. I grew up in a really cluttered home and always had border tendencies. I felt a lot better when I thought I was becoming a really organized person who only ones treasured items. I took a lot of proud in it. Not because I think it's some sort of big achievement to be a minimalist, but because I was proud of having a goal and a philosophy and actually following through with it. But now I moved, for the first time ever, into a smaller place than before and noticed that I have a lot of stuff. A lot. So many things that the boxes literally didn't fit into the new apartment. And I feel a little bad now because I realized that I didn't achieve as much as I thought I had, because I still have border tendencies and because I'm ashamed for telling everyone about how good it feels to be a minimalist all the time and now seeing that I never was.
it feels like my life is falling apart and i dont know what to do
Cats are so cute when they strech
i love going places with no underwear and walking around with a butt plug fuck im so horny
I worked at a Wendy's for about 2 months and hated it so much. The store manager was rude and clearly didn't give a rat's ass about me or any of my coworkers. They didn't formally train me on anything, just had me follow around and watch someone who worked there for a month until I had the jist. I worked at another Wendy's for a year prior, but I told them I didn't work or train in any of the sections they were putting me in. Another manager and a co-worker saw my strengths were mostly in dining room, but they never had me work out there. They just put me in positions they knew I sucked at and watched me struggle. I'm pretty sure I had my first panic attack there. Three times I cried my eyes out on the way home. I don't know how but I swear to this day the register was rigged to throw my balance off. No matter how carefully I counted change, the register would always be over or under at the end of the day. The only day it was perfect was the day I didn't have any debit/credit card payments. The Wendy's I worked at before didn't put newbies just anywhere. They'd start you on stuff like dishwashing, salad prep, and fries first, then move you up the longer you were there. The people on registers had all been there for years and knew the restaurant backwards and forwards. You would get training on a computer before working something new. Our store manager had been a district manager before. He set the bar really high for someone's manager at their first job. I only left because my mom died and I couldn't afford rent. I loved that job, came in any time they called asking for help, worked any time they wanted me. In the year I was there, only one or two people quit because they just didn't like it. At the Wendy's I hated and only worked at for two months, I was the third person to quit in those two months, and a fourth person quit right after me. With a turnover rate like that, that really tells you something about management. I hope the store manager has been replaced by someone better by now.
I'm training in therapeutic hypnotism as a hobby. I have some advice for a lot of you kids who have trauma. DO NOT try to relive it. A hypnotic trance will make the memory more vivid. Not accurate, but vivid because your brain will fill in the gaps and likely make it worse and make the memory even more fresh. There is NO need to go back. It will trigger PTSD. You gotta focus forward on what you want in life that will make you happy. The hypnotists all know this, but I wanted to be a smartass and try it. I went back to the place where I was bullied, I felt weak and powerless and it fucked me up for a month. My wife went back towards where she was molested as a kid. She freaked out. If you are a soldier, don't go back to that desert. Want to use hypnosis? Use it to forget. Convince yourself it was a bad dream and let it fade away. Focus on your future.
What do you think about a man who has anger issues but has a good heart? Is anger something that can be worked on or just don't bother with this type of man.
I'm honestly impressed with this younger generation of Zoomer men. Never have I seen so many young guys talk about their desire to have a wife and kids. To be a husband and father. My generation of Millennials mostly just wanted to maximize their High score of pussy as if that was an accomplishment. I was the odd-man out for wanting a family. These kids are like anti-Boomers. It's great.
Porn is disgusting and anyone who watches it is sick. Yes, even you. Sorry not sorry.