u/mysticdeserts

Would rather see if there is a personality match first rather than list a bunch of games we can play, because I’m open to any game on pc.

I’m introverted (a little slow warming up to people), 420-friendly and free-spirited, into EDM festivals/underground house. I get along best with neurodivergent people who are unconventional thinkers (and are mature and civil). I love reading (favorite author is Thomas Mann), I like Tarkovsky movies, and I love classical piano and nature.

A fair warning that I’ve been out of touch with gaming for the last few years, so I’ll be a noob to some games we play if you’re ok with that, but I’m not bad at FPS games or team-oriented games. I dont have any friends but would like to change that, and ultimately I just want to have fun, casual vibes, have some laughs and excitement once in a while.

Favorite single-player games:
Sleeping Dogs
STALKER
Witcher 3
Vampire Masquerade Bloodlines (also seeking TTRPG players for this one)
OG Deus Ex
Bloodborne
KCD2
Vintage Story

I see the occasional smattering of “go vegan”’s in random places, but these phrases don’t do much to disrupt the rigid beliefs held by the target audience. Same issue with peta marketing- it tends to be shallow and leaves itself open to the meat-eaters’ entire arsenal of fallacies that they use to defend their habits. Is there an effective, short slogan that can actually bypass the defenses meat-eaters dredge up? One that isn’t just preaching to the choir?

It usually takes entire essays or documentaries to lay out the moral and environmental issues with animal agriculture, but I’m also looking for a convenient, mediary way of short length to them.
Need something I can write in the sand of a beach before I leave.

23m, feeling a little isolated from the people and community events up in LA, especially being younger. Any vegans in the South Bay?

I have no lack of clarity when it comes to my other motor and vocal tics, but the verbal ones I’m not sure. The trigger is clear: my brain, all my life, has the habit of bombarding me with intrusive thoughts of things I’ve done in the past- big or small, early or recent- that indicate things I don’t like about myself, and will relentlessly assault me when doing work, hobbies, cooking, trying to sleep, etc. My response, in a micro-second flash, will be phrases (mostly hateful and directed toward me). I have about 10 different ones I primarily cycle through.

It happens to quickly to really make out the shape of premonitory sensations, but one thing I definitely feel swelling up immediately is anger/rage/self-loathing, and maybe I say these things to try to diffuse it? Idk. In the past I used to punch myself in the face a lot too in response, but that’s mostly gone now. I also point a finger in the air, pm visualizing that Im shoving a finger into my own face as I spit out condescending, berating things to myself.

How do I know if they are tics or just some impulses?

Sorry, I know this question has certainly been asked many times but reddit search engine is not being my friend. For a year now I’ve had a sweet, friendly, high energy adult Orange cat that I took off the street to get neutered. We’ve played and cuddled everyday, but now he’s been getting extremely bored with everything but wanting something to do. Seeing him bored and restless is stressing me tf out.

I’m considering adopting another adult cat from a shelter, but have no idea how Orange would do with this. Anyone have advice for links to threads on how to integrate an adult cat into this situation?

I’d like to avoid a kitten, as I’m not sure I can handle that rn. Was thinking a female black cat, but worried that a cat that has more low-key energy would enable Orange to bully her (although he doesn’t strike me as the type to do that, I can’t be sure)

I have a long history of mental illness, therapy, meds, psychiatry, and other clinics. I’ve been in therapy since I was 10 (23 now) and have been on over 26 different meds (anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, sleep meds, etc). Guess what though, I’ve only been diagnosed with major depression and general anxiety disorder throughout that entire time. Despite 13 years of therapy and psychiatry, I never even knew I had ADHD until last year. Everyone I’ve seen never believed in labels and diagnoses, arguing that it becomes a rigid, ineluctable part of your identity once you start labeling yourself, that it does more harm than good. And I bought it. But all it has done is force me to mute all my symptoms, vices, distorted faculties into one oppressive blur, perpetuating self-loathing, denial, confusion and stifling, until I finally found a different clinic that had the balls to tell me I had ADHD, and then suddenly everything made sense and I could finally categorize and articulate what I was going through, the things that have led to so much turmoil with how much I’ve struggled to integrate into society.

My blood seethes at the time wasted, the widespread ignorance of clinical workers just throwing drugs at me to the point I was too empty to talk. These people stole so much of my life from me. I could have avoided it if I knew what was wrong with me. Additionally, I always internalized my tics that I’ve had since I was 10, because I dismissed myself as “just being stupid” or faking it when doing them, and the rampant spread of misinformation and fake presentation of disorders on social media only worsens the carelessness and skepticism of psychiatrists. I want to feel validated by someone who actually understands it. I want a certified “Im not faking it” or “im not crazy” sticker by getting a real diagnoses with my ADHD, Tourettes, possibly OCD. I don’t want to be muted anymore by careless, reckless, misinformed therapists and psychiatrists. But I’m scared that when seeking a diagnoses, I will only be ridiculed and laughed at again, turned away. As I’m preparing to set up appointments, I have a new kind of anxiety not too familiar with me. I’m scared of being accused of faking it.

Am I crazy for wanting a diagnoses? For thinking that these things even matter? That I’ll find some relief and self-understanding by having petty labels? This WHOLE thing makes me feel so invalid and stupid, considering seeking a diagnoses that is. The idea has been disparaged so much by therapists, by society.

(If anyone actually read and relate to this, just know I’m both amazed and appreciative of that. )