u/SpreadsheetSorceress

I feel like there are two types of people you can tell something really personal to.
There’s the person you know will take it to the grave. You can trust them completely not to tell anyone… but somehow they’re often not the person who will give you the emotional support you actually need.
And then there’s the person who will listen to you, understand exactly how you feel, comfort you, say all the right things and make you feel so much better. But there’s also a pretty good chance that by next week three other people somehow know about it.
Obviously this isn’t true for everyone, but I’ve noticed this pattern more than once and now I’m wondering if other people have too.
Have you ever experienced this? Like somehow the best secret keepers and the best emotional support people are rarely the same person?

When I was younger I thought that I will get a chance to see my favorite band perform live when I get older. And now that I can actually do that (meaning I have means and availability to do so)it is no longer possible. Carpe diem I guess🥲

Over the past 2 years I’ve been hearing that since they closed smoking area in Nikola Tesla International Airport in Belgrade, it is now allowed to smoke e-cigarets in the departure area.
All the articles on the internet say that it is not allowed, yet I constantly see proof of the contrary. Even employees smoke Iqos here.
Does anyone know for sure? Cause my eyes tell me you can smoke e-cigarets in Belgrade Airport, but I cannot find any proof that it is legal😅

You know this feeling when you are sitting with a group of close friends and you just feel like everything is fine, life is good, basically nothing to complain about, but there is just this feeling that you do not belong here. And you sometimes want to say something profound, but you realize that probably doesn’t make any sense sharing your thoughts, because no one can actually get inside of your head and understand what exactly you mean. You sit with them laughing and talking and then you come home, sit on your couch without any idea what to do with your life or what this void in your chest even is. And I wonder: is there something wrong with me, or do other people experience the same kind of feelings and they have just learned to cover them better than have? I can’t say that I experience it on a daily basis, but sometimes I just wonder