u/Careless-Sand-3302

Hope everyone is ok there, just read the news about the earthquake and the tsunami alert, please take care.

I think every culture and language has its own old-fashioned names, so I’d like to know which Russian names are typically associated with people in their 50s or older. The kind of name where just by reading it you can tell the person is closer to the other side than this one.

I’ve been learning about Russian history and the male named ending with «-слав» used to be very common back then (I guess) so I would like to know if that’s still a thing.

I’ve been travelling a lot lately and it’s always wild seeing how family relationships can be so different from one country to another. Travelling around Eastern Europe was kinda shocking cause people there will literally cut off their own parents, ignore them or treat them badly. I’m curious to know what family relationships are like in Latin America.

So I have this friend from an Eastern European country, everything was normal I thought she was really nice UNTIL I heard her talking on the phone to her mother. She was so rude insulting her mom and screaming like crazy, not once but it was always like that. I was shocked, I asked her if she had a good relationship with her mother and she said yes, that her mother just worries and calls her too much and she doesn’t like that. I asked another friend about it and he said it’s pretty normal in their ***culture*** 🙃 is that true? I’ve never seen something like that before and I know each person is different, but the “culture” part was what left me confused. Thank you in advance.

I’m about to stop taking Benadryl after a year and a half taking it. It was prescribed to me as I’m dealing with chronic urticaria but it also helped me to sleep better without ruminating and feeling extremely anxious at night. I’m finally feeling some peace in my mind and I think is a good moment to stop it. My doctor said that there’s no problem if I want to stop it as it’s not a habit-forming medication, but I would like to read some of your experiences with it, thank you in advance!

I don’t get this joke, I always see people from Spanish speaking countries joking with this and I don’t understand it, I don’t know if this is the correct sub to ask this btw but if someone know I’ll be glad to read!

I just wanted to know if 2k usd per month is enough to have a comfortable life in SP, I know the city is expensive and rents are crazy, but I would like to stay there for some months, thank you in advance for your advices.

So lately I’ve been trying to get into Brazilian music as I’ve been enjoying bossa nova, however I was checking the Brazilian charts on Spotify (I know, not the best place to try to find good music) I was just curious about what’s popular there these days and something that shocked me is that most of the songs there are “live versions”, not studio versions, is there a reason for that? Thank you in advance for your answers.

As the title says I feel shame of the idea of being intimately with someone, firstly because I don’t like how I look. It’s weird cause before I didn’t care about that so I enjoyed my sexual life. But now out of the blue I became prude about it and I don’t like it. I feel like I don’t deserve being with someone, that I look bad to have s*x with someone. I know it’s stupid but I can’t take that idea out of my head. I’ve never been judged by anyone, it’s just my mind putting obstacles for me. I talked about this with my therapist and she says that I need to work more on my self esteem and she would help me. I just feel like this is ruining my chances to be in a relationship, I’d really like to enjoy it as much or even more as I did before, I don’t know if anyone has ever experienced something like this, but any advice is welcome.

Hi! I would like to know if the little village where Hilda furacao was filmed exists or it was just a fictional place! I’ve been trying to find more about it but i can’t find anything 😭 I just found the locations in Belo Horizonte,. As I’m planning to travel there in a couple of months I would really like to visit that small village as well. Thank you in advance.

I’ve been in this sub for more than 2 months, that’s the time I found out about limerence and the time I’ve been NC with my LO. Long story short, I never met him in real life, we talked online for almost 4 years everyday. Most of the time we talked just as friends but we had a time when things got a little bit out of control if you know what I mean. I knew the whole time he was a bad guy, womanizer and didn’t care about me as much as I did about him (he forgot my birthday, just the last year he remembered it thanks to a story I posted), he replied me after a day, I got used to that at the end. I finally said goodbye to him 2 months ago, the first days were awful, I was dealing with withdrawals, I dreamt about him, but after a couple of weeks it got better. I was still thinking about him talking to other girls and it made me anxious and sad. After two months that thought doesn’t hurt me as much as it did a month ago. I still think about him everyday, I still wonder sometimes if he still thinks about me, I still fantasise about him everyday but not as much as I did before. Every time I catch myself doing that I try to put my mind in other things, but sometimes I just let it be.

I know this is a long process, two months is nothing and I still think that I would never meet someone as cool as him, but taking this out of my chest helps me to visualise better how I’ve been improving. I want to leave this behind and be able to meet someone irl, I don’t want to miss that chance because I’m grieving something that was just an illusion.

Healing and forgetting takes time, some days I feel sad but not as sad as I was at the beginning. I’ve failed a couple of times and checked his instagram, not a big deal cause he barely posts there and there was nothing new when I checked. His birthday is coming soon, I don’t know why I feel the urge to text him about it, even when he never remembered mine, I’m dumb. But I won’t, I won’t sacrifice these months and I know there will be a moment when I just won’t care anymore.

Reading successful stories here about how you got over similar situations motivates me to keep going, I hope to be one of you soon!

Hi! I would like to know if there are places in SP and RJ where I can find those kind of parties/raves. Thank you in advance.

So we used to be very good friends until something happened. Long story short she got a tattoo and told me that the tattoo artist was a little bit flirty and cute. Some DAYS passed and told me that she’s been hanging out with this guy and he out of the blue proposed to her. I knew this guy’s situation in the country (if you know what I mean) so I quickly understood what he was doing, but she was so into him I just told her to be careful. After some days I saw she was sad and asked what happened, she said the guy ghosted her, he read her messages and didn’t reply. Deep inside I felt happy for that cause wtf.

After a MONTH, just a month she told me that he finally replied her and they were getting married that weekend (????) I was shocked and they actually got married. She was so happy, I tried to be happy for her but everything was so weird for me. She recommended me to get a tattoo with him cause he’s a very good tattoo artist, I’m not gonna lie his works are impressive.

So I did, me and another friend went to get tattooed by him and this is where it became weirder. He was flirting with my other friend (my coworker was not there), and my friend had to remind him that he just got married and he was like “oh yeah but I’m not blind” 🙉 then he asked me to record a video of him tattooing my friend with his phone and while I was doing that he got like 3 datingapp notifications.

Of course I told my coworker about it and she was just like “oh… ok” and after that never talked to me again. She even quit the job and moved to another country where she knows nobody! It makes me sad cause she used to talk about the things she wanted to do and places she wanted to visit but now she’s a total different person.

Edit: she used to be (and probably still is) a very introverted person with low self esteem, this was the first guy she “dated” cause I don’t even know if this counts as dating. I think he took advantage of her insecurities to fix his legal situation and she’s blinded by his “charms”.

It’s been 2 months since the last time I talked to my LO and deleted him from my socials, I even deleted my socials to avoid stalking him. I was doing better even though I still think about him everyday. But lately the fantasies got stronger. (I’m on my ovulation phase) so probably this is why but I keep daydreaming about him s*xually. I got scared cause it reminded me of the times I used to have “hot chats” with him and I feel kinda weird about it, I don’t want to relapse and contact him, I just want the fantasies to stop cause they’re haunting me.

I’m on a journey to stop self hatred and accept me but I can’t stop comparing myself to other girls. Like today I thought I’m finally feeling comfortable with my looks while I was at the gym, I really liked what I saw on the mirror but then I saw a girl training and she had a crazy body, I immediately felt ridiculous for liking myself for a moment and had to get out the gym. I feel unlovable and horrendous after that. Also I’m struggling with severe body dysmorphia and it’s ruining my life. I want to be able to LIVE and enjoy things but i find it impossible if I don’t stop comparing myself.

I want to improve as a person but I can’t get over about how much I dislike myself physically. I’m trying to be grateful cause I’m healthy and have no disabilities, but I don’t know how to stop caring that much about appearance and it’s haunting me every day.

I’m trying to detox myself from social media because it ruined my self esteem and I can’t stop comparing to others. But at the same time I don’t wanna go cold turkey and delete everything as my friends live far from me and I use social media to talk to them.

I grew up being a normal child, I never had anxiety issues until I was 24 and decided to try mdma at parties. The first time I did it was awesome, the best rave of my life, time flew fast and I enjoyed the whole night. I decided to do it again but I took a much bigger dose. It was awful. I didn’t enjoyed it and I even threw up water the whole night. But the worst started after a couple of days. I was feeling weird and it was getting worse day by day, everything felt not real, I woke up feeling that something was shaking inside of me and while I was taking shower I had my first panic attack. I thought I was having a heart attack and called emergencies but they told me it was just a panic attack and tried to calm me down. The next day the headaches started and that was the worst part. I couldn’t even sleep because of them, I spent days crying and shaking because of them, I genuinely thought I was dying. I went to the psychiatrist and started to take Luvox and Xanax for 3 months and I got brought back to life.

I realised that they helped me to be a functional person again, but anxiety never left. Anxiety at the end is something that you get use to live with, most of time it is there just waiting to haunt you. In my case I can’t stand any physical discomfort/pain because anxiety will eat me alive.

I haven’t taken any medication since then. I was diagnosed with depression some months ago and tried to take Luvox again but it was awful I felt like I was dying.

In my case what actually helped me a lot was working out, so I highly recommended it, I know not everyone likes going to the gym but playing a sport also could help.

So I’m 31F and I workout 3/4 times a week, but lately I noticed that I sweat a lot in my v part and sometimes is uncomfortable so I don’t know if it’s safe to put deodorant in that part or baby powder.

So of course I know what I did was not good and I deserve what I’m suffering right now. First of all I didn’t do it to scam people, I never obtained money or material things of this. it started out of boredom. I had a period when I actually enjoyed my life and didn’t pay much attention to it. I used it most to “fight” online and put some controversial takes that I wasn’t brave enough to put on my personal account.

Fast forward, during and after the quarantine I started to dedicate more time to it and somehow I met good people with similar interests. It was fun, and I got “popular”. The dopamine that the attention and interactions gave me made me lose control of it.

Soon I stopped caring about my real life, about myself, about my friends and everything. The attention and good interactions you get when you show yourself as someone pretty/handsome is insane. Everyday I felt guilt, shame, every time I knew that what I was doing was wrong but it was very addictive. I tried to quit so many times but i failed and relapsed.

I had to stop it as I got exposed so there’s no turning back. I thought it wouldn’t affect me cause for me I had the situation “under control” I was wrong. I had the chance to explain myself to a couple of friends I made with that account and they understood it and wished me the best.

After all of this I realised that I don’t know what I like anymore, the music I listened to, the movies or series I watched, everything I gave it to this fake persona. I can’t listen to or watch anything cause it triggers my anxiety

I started therapy to deal with this but it’s so hard, the addiction to this behaviour and the addiction to social media fried my brain. I know I need to find hobbies, interests to re discover myself but it’s so difficult. Every time I found myself missing that dopamine, I don’t have the energy to read or to do anything. My life feels empty, neglected and not interesting at all, the first days were hell, I’m starting to heal but some days like (today) are very difficult to deal with, I can’t stop thinking.

I want to get better as a person, someone told me “what’s stopping you from being like the fake persona you showed” and aside from the physical I realised there’s nothing, my self esteem is so low, I go to the gym, try to take care of myself but I feel it is useless.

Just wanted to vent this, I don’t know how to find motivation in this situation, probably this is “grief” for killing that “interesting” part of myself. My therapist told me that that being exposed is the best that could have happened to me, and I know it. It was making me anxious, guilty and miserable. Now I feel the same, but without the dopamine I got from it so I feel like dying.