u/OlivePractical2092

This question has gone viral on social media so I’m sure you’ve seen it but if not, here it is.
Everyone in the world must click the red or blue button. Whichever button gets more than 50% wins. If you press the red button, you live no matter what but everyone from blue dies. If you press the blue button, there is a chance you die but you also have a chance of saving everyone who presses blue.
If I worded it weirdly I’m sorry I was just trying to make it sound as unbiased as possible.
I’m very interested to see which typologies choose which buttons and if there seems to be a trend.

This question has gone viral on social media so I’m sure you’ve seen it but if not, here it is.
Everyone in the world must click the red or blue button. Whichever button gets more than 50% wins. If you press the red button, you live no matter what but everyone from blue dies. If you press the blue button, there is a chance you die but you also have a chance of saving everyone who presses blue.
If I worded it weirdly I’m sorry I was just trying to make it sound as unbiased as possible.
I’m very interested to see which typologies choose which buttons and if there seems to be a trend.

This question has gone viral on social media so I’m sure you’ve seen it but if not, here it is.
Everyone in the world must click the red or blue button. Whichever button gets more than 50% wins. If you press the red button, you live no matter what but everyone from blue dies. If you press the blue button, there is a chance you die but you also have a chance of saving everyone who presses blue.
If I worded it weirdly I’m sorry I was just trying to make it sound as unbiased as possible.
I’m very interested to see which enneagrams choose which buttons and if there seems to be a trend.

Before I say this, I want to say I’m really ashamed of this so please no judgement. I am putting a trigger warning just in case because there is some potentially triggering content here.
So since I was, I don’t know, 5 years old? Probably younger, to be honest, I’ve had almost an addiction to masturbating. When I was 14 years old, I started watching porn and became addicted to that too. Not only that but I’ve also just liked being sexualized, since I was 13, I’ve always had that, and I’ve always had very dark fantasies.
The fantasies involve things like getting raped and beaten, and I feel so horrible for having these when people go through that every day and it’s horrible, I know it’s horrible. Sometimes I wish that it would happen to me just so I would stop fantasizing about it, or if it did happen at least it would be more understandable. But I’m so sick and twisted for this, I know, I’d give anything to make it stop.
I also just put myself in dangerous and toxic situations a lot, I literally used to leak my own address online when I was 14 just because I wanted to be blackmailed.
I don’t know what was wrong with me but I loved just putting myself in those scenarios. I was also very depressed and suicidal at the time but I don’t know.
I haven’t had any severe trauma. I don’t remember most of my childhood before the age of like 10, it’s in bits and pieces, but the only trauma I have from then is there was some pretty bad emotional neglect going on.
I also got groomed a lot on the internet around when I was 13, and just got sexualized a lot by older men, and that is around the time the fantasies started so it could be related.
But I’ve never been sexually assaulted or abused so what right do I even have to have these?
I’m so sorry if I’ve offended anyone with this, please know I actively feel so much shame and guilt for this and I want it solved. I seriously want it gone, I just want to be normal and have fantasies about good things like normal girls do, what kind of sick person has them about things like that? And I don’t know anybody who has such horrible fantasies to the same level I do.

As an INFJ I have Ni as my dominant function so I would be curious to hear how it shows up for yall!

As an INFJ since Ni is my dominant function I’m very curious to hear how it shows up as you inferior

I must get my high school diploma, have a job, and have a will to live. The goals seem simple enough but knowing me and the hopeless failure I am I probably will find a way to mess it up.
I’m writing a notebook for my family explaining why I did this and telling them the sick and twisted person I really am.
Part of me hopes I don’t get the goals done and wants to make the date closer because I’m so tired of living. But at least this will help me.
I’m not looking to be talked out of this but I would welcome dms, I’d like to have some friends in my (possible) last few months on this earth.

I feel so disconnected from everyone. I wish I could tell my family that I no longer believed in Christianity but I know they would just consider it me struggling in my faith. They wouldn’t comprehend that I just no longer believe in it and I’m not going back. The only way I would ever go back is if I found something else that made me believe in it again.
Once they realized I’m really not gonna be Christian again I fear I’d be a lost cause to them. They’d look at me with judgement and shame and sadness, that’s another thing, in their eyes I’d be lost when I’ve never felt more free. I feel sadness all the time now, yes, but at least I don’t feel constant guilt and shame for being who I am.
Everyone I have access to is in the church. I wish I had a friend that knew I wasn’t a believer anymore and wouldn’t judge me for it, they wouldn’t try to convert me, they’d just let me be.
I truly feel like I’m not even real anymore. I’m playing the part of a person who no longer exists and it’s so painful. I hate feeling so disconnected like this. I wish I had somebody. More importantly, I wish my family could accept me for this.

Like genuinely it’s like I’m detached from everything. I’d give anything to even just cry. I wish I could just break down in front of my family and tell them everything but they’d try to convert me back and I can’t ever go back.
Basically I was raised Christian but walked away from it back in March but the thing is they don’t know and so I’ve been pretending and it’s like I’m keeping this big secret from them and it’s so horrible. I wish I could find it in me to believe again but I just can’t.
I have literally nobody who truly knows and accepts me and it hurts

Any type is welcome but these are the ones I prefer. If you dm please dm with your MBTI so I know it’s from here

This has been happening for a really long time, could be lifelong but I don’t know. I don’t exercise probably as much as I should but it’s not like I’m completely sedentary all the time and I do walk at least 3 times a week. I at first just thought that I was out of shape but this feels more than that. I notice others around me can easily go way farther than I can.
I also thought it was just because I didn’t hydrate or give myself proper fuel before bike rides, but it happens even when I’m properly hydrated and have eaten.
I also notice after these small bike rides when I’m exhausted I feel like my brain is all foggy and not able to think straight. I also occasionally have a hard time breathing.
Some other things that may be relevant is I also frequently feel tired every day no matter how much sleep I get and during periods my pain is very severe. Muscle weakness is a big one, this happens even after small walks where sometimes my muscles feel so flimsy I feel like I’m gonna collapse.
As far as I’m aware there are no major heart condition problems in my family history. There’s a history of type 2 diabetes on my dad’s side and several auto-immune conditions (fibromyalgia, skleroderma, and possible endometriosis) on my mom’s side.
I would really appreciate any insight? I went to the doctor recently for period pain and my blood work came out fine so it’s probably something that can’t be found in that.
Extra information: I am 18 years old, 5’8, and 154 lbs. I am white and live in the USA.

I feel so pathetic and I’m so scared I’m gonna gain a bunch of weight because that’s also one of my fears. I feel like I genuinely need therapy because why can’t I stop?
Like just tonight I had a whole avocado, two cookies, a cupcake, a bunch of goldfish, a bunch of blueberries, and I’m gonna have more. I feel so sickly full and yet still hungry at the same time because it’s never fulfilling. I literally purposely stay home from things so I can be home alone and binge and that is so shameful for me to admit.
The only time I ever eat is in private and all my family thinks I never eat because they never see me eat but I feel like I’m getting fat and they’ll see that and make comments. Like I don’t even like doing it, it just feels like I have to. And I want to get help but I cannot tell anybody because I’m so ashamed. I wish I could just be normal and eat normal meals

For background my siblings and I go back and forth every week from my dad’s to my mom’s. All 4 of my younger siblings have a great relationship with him and they don’t see any of his flaws and they think he’s so perfect and that I’m so evil for being the one who doesn’t see him that way.
But I have tried, so, so hard these fast few months to just be quiet and not say how I feel to preserve the relationship, I’ve tried so hard to keep it surface-level and try not to think about his flaws, but I just had to say how I feel and be honest about my feelings and ruin everything.
Now after that he’s basically saying when I graduate I have to move out and go to my mom’s house, he didn’t straight up say I have to but he implied it warns a choice. He’s letting all of my other siblings stay there but I have to leave. I’ve always known he loved me a little bit less but not this much. And it’s not even him I’m losing, it’s my cat who stays only at my dad’s, and my siblings half the time. And I know they will be mad at me and choose my dad over me.
I am so heartbroken and don’t even have the will to continue because I ruined everything and why couldn’t I have just stayed quiet? I didn’t want to move out I just wanted to be understood

For background my siblings and I go back and forth every week from my dad’s to my mom’s. All 4 of my younger siblings have a great relationship with him and they don’t see any of his flaws and they think he’s so perfect and that I’m so evil for being the one who doesn’t see him that way.
But I have tried, so, so hard these fast few months to just be quiet and not say how I feel to preserve the relationship, I’ve tried so hard to keep it surface-level and try not to think about his flaws, but I just had to say how I feel and be honest about my feelings and ruin everything.
Now after that he’s basically saying when I graduate I have to move out and go to my mom’s house, he didn’t straight up say I have to but he implied it warns a choice. He’s letting all of my other siblings stay there but I have to leave. I’ve always known he loved me a little bit less but not this much. And it’s not even him I’m losing, it’s my cat who stays only at my dad’s, and my siblings half the time. And I know they will be mad at me and choose my dad over me.
I am so heartbroken and don’t even have the will to continue because I ruined everything and why couldn’t I have just stayed quiet? I didn’t want to move out I just wanted to be understood

I feel like one of the critiques I get the most with my lyricism is I over-explain far too much. However I don’t know how to stop it because I have a massive fear of being misunderstood and I’m scared I won’t get my point across enough. Any tips?

I swear that nobody has basic empathy and kindness anymore and it hurts me to see.
I’m not even asking for someone to just be this super amazing empath who understands everything, I’m just so tired of the idgaf attitude.
Like it’s so crazy to me how you can hear what you did hurt somebody to the point where they feel worthless about themselves and still just not care at all.
I’ve been bullied multiple times in my life, mostly online (please do not tell me that’s not valid, I know, “just block them” but it’s hard when it’s everyone doing it) and all I want is for them to understand the pain they caused and feel sorry for it, and believe me, I know that’s pathetic of me. I’ve been cursed with having the need for people to understand and acknowledge my pain, and I hate that I was born in a world that’s not kind to me. I know that I’m an easy target and I shouldn’t let people’s words affect me as much as I do, but idk, is it that hard to just be kind?

Every time I hear wildest dreams I still think of you

Do you think of me too?

Do you think back on me with bitterness, or do you with love?

Or is it with indifference?

Did it mean a thing?

Less than a month, I wouldn’t blame you if it didn’t

I just get so caught up on things, they mean more to me than they really are

I texted you but you didn’t respond

I don’t blame you, it’s just that I thought that you might

But it’s okay

Really, it’s okay

I was the one who ended it anyway

And I know I needed to

I really do

But part of me wishes that I wasn’t strong

Because at first I was just relieved, it took a while to grieve you

Maybe it’s the other way around for you

And I’m trying to pretend that I don’t still love you

But the hard truth is that I really, really do

Or maybe I just miss the way you loved me

But that’s such a selfish way to think

But I had a whole note full of all the things you liked

I didn’t have the heart to delete it, I hope someday I might

Say I’m over you, and really, really, really, really mean it

And sometimes I regret texting you
I wish I didn’t know

I feel like that somehow told me the truth

That you’re over me and I’m not over you

It’s funny, I used to think you were too dependent on me

Isn’t it ironic the way things change?

God, I’m pathetic

Why can’t I just get over you?

Like you do?

Cuz now I search for validation in guys nothing like you

What can you do?

But whenever I hear wildest dreams I still think of you

It might seem ridiculous to ask, but do you think of me too?

And every time I see the color purple I still think of you

When you see the color green do you think of me too?

Or is it just another color?

Just another song?

Have you met another girl, who treats you right, who you gave your own song?

Maybe the playlist you made for me is now for her

I think I might die if that’s the truth

Because I swore I meant something to you