u/Something_Rotten999

I've struggled on and off with binge eating for years, and over the last two years it's reached the worst it's ever gotten. I've been on Vyvanse for a few months and the change is noticeable - most days I eat a healthy amount without sneaking back to the kitchen a thousand times, and I feel so much better and finally in control of myself. But any day I don't take my meds, I'm immediately feeling that intense need to binge again. Can I ever truly recover or will I just be vyvanse-dependant for the rest of my life? Does anyone have similar stories where they managed to actually recover?

There is a character I love collecting media of (comics, posters, action figures and funkos) and I want to set up a dedicated shelf in my room for all of his merch. My question is, can I do this without essentially creating what I've seen people call a character shrine? I just want a cool setup, not anything weird.

Disclaimer: I know this whole post is going to sound like I'm some kind of wannabe edgelord, so if that's your takeaway please just ignore this. I'm genuinely trying to understand if I have a problem because I feel like what I am feeling is not normal or healthy, but I don't understand what would make it inherently wrong.

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I hate humans. I hate the way they smell - I genuinely feel like vomiting when I smell things like sweat or perfume or deodorant or anything that inherently tells me "another human has been here". I hate hearing people hold conversations around me - I get angry when they laugh especially. If someone bumps into me at the store or on public transit I have to wipe myself off wherever they touched me. I feel caged when strangers try to make conversation with me - the exception being when I am at my job where I work in hospitality and have to appear warm and friendly. I might talk back but every second I am cursing that person in my head for invading my consciousness. I have no social media besides reddit (if that counts) and don't even keep a permanent phone number or email because I don't want people to be able to keep track of me or be able to reach out. I have no friends and refuse to make them. I am aro/ace on an aggressive level - I refuse to date, the concept of sex is vile and revolting, and I personally believe the greatest sin a human can commit is procreation. Old people freak me out the way spiders freak kids out - babies make me angry and aggressive, as do kids and teenagers - ESPECIALLY the active, loud ones who seem to be enjoying life and attract attention to themselves. I genuinely just do not like anyone and do not desire any kind of relationship that exists outside of a professional setting for a necessary purpose. I'm usually very respectful towards my family and coworkers and try not to be unkind to stranger short of shutting down attempts at unnecessary conversation, but in the end all of this is to say... I feel like there's no way this is normal. I doubt everyone here feels like throwing up when they smell another human or want to lash out at the sound of laughter. I don't know that all that many of you view existence as a sin or procreation as the ultimate evil. I don't think I am wrong in feeling this way but I know it hurts my quality of life to always experience such intense repulsion - to have to always cover my entire body in public, wear a bandana in case I need to block my nose, to feel like I've been contaminated when someone touches me. I don't want to have to feel these intense feelings just because social pollution is inevitable. Is there a name for what I feel and is there a way I can learn to cope with it? It's not a phobia, but it feels like the anger equivalent. I don't want to be a bad person but I don't know how to "simply stop" hating. I'll close by saying again - I KNOW how this sounds. Please only respond to this if you have actual input or advice.

I'm looking for a book that has the feel of a real history book, with dates and names and breakdowns of historical events from the creation of the Sith order to Return of the Jedi in chronological order. Does such a book exist? If not, what books can I read in order to get that history as a timeline? I'm reading the Book of Sith right now and I love the way it's stylized as a collection of ancient texts, so something like that would be awesome

I've seen it said we pick our favorite because we see ourselves in them. Obviously in Star Wars there's a lot of reasons to like character - cool design, unique plot device, or compelling backstory - but what is it about your favorite character that speaks to you? No wrong answers :)

For context I am 23 years old, I was diagnosed with autism in junior high. As a young teenager I never fit in with my peers - everyone else was getting into relationships and hobby groups and developing big ambitions for their future careers, be that as engineers or politicians or whatever. I was happy to sit by myself and draw and listen to music or historical documentaries. And not much has changed since then. I'm 23 and everyone I know is in a relationship. Many of them are saving up for or own a house, are working towards a higher education or dream career, and in general seem to be "adulting" just like they should. I've "settled" - I work as a housekeeper and I'm happy with that. I get paid to clean and organize or to fold laundry for 8 hours a day, and I love it. I don't have a "dream job", I'm happy where I am. The work is fun, predictable and satisfying, I make enough money to pay the bills and set a little aside, and my boss is really kind and understanding of my needs as an autistic person with anxiety and other issues. I can tell my coworkers think I'm kind of strange, and I am really the only one who isn't friends with anyone else at my job, but I prefer not to have friends and I'm always polite so I don't THINK I need to be worried about it. After all, my coworkers know they can rely on me to lend them a hand or buy them an energy drink or listen if they need to vent. My bosses always tell me how hard I'm working and how much they appreciate me. As for personal life, I don't see the point in a romantic relationship and don't want to be a parent. I have a pet fish and I text my mom often, and we visit when we can. That's really enough for me. All this said, I know emotionally I'm not as mature as my peers. I still feel 12 while everyone else has their life figured out. But at the same time, I'm hardworking and respectful and try to be kind, I help people who need it and I don't engage in gossip or talking shit on people. I'm happy to clean for a living and go home to watch Star Wars or try my hand at foreign recipes or plan my next trip with my little brother. Is it okay for me to settle for this life? Am I doing something wrong by allowing myself to continue feeling 12 my whole life rather than doing "adult" things? I know I'm happy with the way I live, but then I realize how immature and defective I probably look to the world and it makes me feel ashamed of myself. I just don't know if I'm truly behind here or if it's okay for me to be like this since it's not hurting my ability to live and do things right. If anyone else feels like this or has similar experiences it would help a lot to hear about, I guess I just need to know I'm not the only person who feels like this...

I never saw any video but my sister played the song on her computer when I was little. It started with a recording of a therapy session where the therapist asks the patient "let me see if I've got this straight. You seriously think you're a Jedi knight?" To which the singer replies "yup" before he starts whistling and sings through a synthesizer to the tune of "Moves Like Jagger" but it's all Star Wars references. I can still remember every line of the song but I cannot find it ANYWHERE

Sorry if this is cheesy or anything but I have an OC I want to design and she is an Iridonian Zabrak. I want to give her tribal tattoos but I know in canon each design is different and reflects things like individual traits, family lineage, and clan history. Do I need to just make it up or is there any source that actually details how these tattoos are designed?

Maul has been my favorite character since my brother first got me into star wars, and I love reading the comics as well as watching his episodes in TCW and Rebels. A lot of sources conflict as some things have been removed from canon, but as far as I can tell Maul was either kidnapped or given to Sidious by Mother Talzin when he was a very small child - about 3 or 4. In Son of Dathomir, Sidious recalls Maul being given to him as a small boy, a "not-so-welcome gift from Mother Talzin." In episode 8 of Shadow Lord though, we see Maul having flashbacks of being taken at an older age by Sidious while Savage begs him not to go. I'm just a little confused here - did the canon change? Why does Maul remember a childhood with Savage when he was supposed to have been taken as a little boy?

Recently got into Star Wars and Maul is hands down my favorite character. I'm trying to learn his whole backstory from birth to death but it's so confusing. Every video I have watched has different stories and half of them don't cite their sources. I've started reading the comics but I don't have a complete list and again, I'm not sure what is canon and what isn't. Any help and resources are hugely appreciated!

I'm new to Star Wars and Maul is hands down my favorite character. But god DAMN my heart hurts for that man - he literally never stood a chance at becoming something better. I just want to see him happy for once and not actively destroying everything he touches. Can anyone recommend fics where Maul is a jedi, gets redeemed, or at the very least gets some kind of good life? Just nothing with romance or smut pls. Any recs as well as the sites to read them are super appreciated :)

When I was 18 years old I moved out and got an apartment with my older sister by four years. I was on bad terms with my parents and in a rough spot mentally, having just gone through a breakup and struggling with depression. This was also right after the pandemic so life in general was just rough. I felt like my sister was my only friend and worked hard to make things work for us. I was in college and working two jobs, but still struggling financially because she always needed me to loan her for groceries and psychiatric bills. When we moved out she was in a gender-questioning phase and identified as male - this lasted about two years. During that time I was the only one in our family who supported her, I did my best to validate what we both believed was her true feelings as a boy. But then she started using me for further validation, asking if I thought she was hot for a guy and asking me to help look at her body to see if the medication she was taking was working. Naturally I refused to do that second part. She would complain of being in pain after work every day and asked me to give her massages, which I did. And then finally one day she told me she would be in love with me if I weren't her sister, partly because I was "the only woman who appreciated him as a man." From that point on she wouldn't hesitate to hide what she was doing in her personal time, going into the bathroom or our shared bedroom while fantasizing about me. I got really worried because I knew this wasn't normal, and when she started asking me to experiment sexually with her I flat-out refused. She started getting angry because I clearly was just discriminating against her gender, as she put it, and told me I was depriving her of a basic need as a man. She started self-harming to get my attention, making a show of being unable to sleep, refusing to eat and picking fights. She told me it was all my fault because I was making her sick by not giving her what she needed as a man. Finally one day when I got home from work, I was sick and went to lie down and she decided she had enough of waiting. I don't remember much, just waking up to her standing over my bed and telling me I better not fall back asleep. I won't get into details or beat around the bush her - she assaulted me. After the fact she told me she was proud of me for doing it with her and giving her what she needed and praised me for taking it so well. I didn't speak to her for weeks after that. We shared a workplace at the time and all our coworkers noticed the sudden gap between us. Everyone really liked her so they didn't understand why I was suddenly "shutting her out". I remember almost on a daily basis people would ask when I was going to get over whatever fight we'd had and hug it out. Obviously nobody knew the truth. When I still refused to "make up" with my sister, she began spreading rumors about me at work. I finally broke down and called my mom and begged her to help me move out. I lost any friends my sister and I had shared, and my reputation at work was severely hurt. I ended up quitting about a year later. A few months after the initial incident I confided in a trusted mentor about what happened, he sided with me and comforted me, and I felt like I finally found someone who believed my story and cared about me. Guess I didn't learn my lesson - he also ended up taking advantage of me. I no longer speak to him or my sister, I quit the job we shared and don't show my face there. Since then I've attempted suicide twice and struggle daily with PTSD, depression, guilt and self-loathing. I feel like it should have been obvious to me what she wanted from the start, I should have done something to stop her. I used to love hugs and cuddling my loved ones... now I feel nauseous if someone even brushes against me. I feel like I'll never get over what happened. I don't know how to forgive the people who hurt me and I don't know how to forgive myself. My sister is married with a baby now, once again identifying as female, and even though my family knows what she did to me they still support her and keep in contact because they want access to the baby. If anyone even reads this, I'm sorry it's so long. I've just been carrying this for so long and I don't know how I'll ever move on. It's destroyed my ability to trust or build relationships, it's taken a toll on my mental health and self-image... not a day goes by I don't still have flashbacks. Is it even possible that one day I can go to sleep and not have nightmares about her?

I don't know what to do anymore. I'm 22 with BPD/OCD and have been depressed since I was 8. I've been struggling with self harm and suicide ideation for over ten years now. My mental health just seems on a never-ending run from bad to worse. Lately it's come to a really bad point again and I just don't know what to do. I feel so alone in the world but I truly can't stand the thought of reaching out since I'm an antisocial and have a lot of trauma from things other people have done to me. My PTSD has been flaring up daily, the negative thoughts are unending, I don't even feel human anymore. I'm not diagnosed with DID or anything but it truly feels like there are entities living inside my head that are not me and they just NEVER. SHUT. UP. My head is so loud and painfully negative all the time, it's like any joy is snatched away before I can start to feel it and no matter what I do to distract myself I can't shut off the thoughts and pain. It's so overwhelming. I struggle to fall asleep and when I do I'm plagued by horrific nightmares. The only thing I do is work and come home and dread the next day. I broke down sobbing at work 3 times today alone. I've been trying different forms of therapy with little success, my doctor has been experimenting with different SSRIs and antipsychotics. I just feel like a guinea pig at this point. I'm so tired and feel so helpless - nothing makes it better and nothing gives me answers and the worst part is I KNOW it's all in my head. I can't go on with this pain forever... I can't keep going through every day with my inner thoughts screaming at me nonstop. I can't leave because it would break my mom and brother's hearts, but I don't know what else to do. What sin did I commit to be punished like this for the rest of my life?

I absolutely adore getting snack boxes from around the world, and so far my favorite country to order from has been Japan. I love their different kinds of crackers, chips, and similar salty/savory treats and have developed an avid love of pickled plum potato chips especially. My only problem is I really don't like most sweet things and every snack box I have gotten so far has been at least 60% candy. Is there a place to get snack boxes that focus more on the kind of snacks I enjoy and less on the sweets?