I am wondering why we have to be so careful about our "store bought" food recently. Why can we not rely on the folks who are tasked with keeping us safe to keep us safe? I love our local farmers market, but they do not have everything I need to feed my family.
I feel like I need to homestead on a half an acre.
Moving out for the first time early next year, I'm so excited but what is something you wish you knew bf moving out for that first time that would have helped ALOT?
Has anyone ever come across a book that is entirely about nothing, or so absurd and nonsensical that the whole thing is just one giant, confusing joke?
I live on a tight budget and work long hours cannot afford expensive groceries. I like the taste of eggs and sardines and beans, and they become my main source of protein. I am pretty sure eating eggs and beans regularly is not a problem. My question is: is eating one can of sardines in either water or oil 4 or 5 times a week harmful? Thanks
basically i went to purchase a ticket for an upcoming concert, i was late so i had to buy one from someones reselling it , my friend told me he knows someone who can hook me up , after i sent my money the person took time to send me the email and when he finally did i noticed a few things were off like how the ticket said the event is on friday 19 september when the 19th is on a Saturday.also how it was just a screenshot. i put it through a AI detector and it detected that it was 99% AI , when he tried to confront him he said he will refund but now his not answering his phone, we have his name and school and obviously his account number. what can i do to recover my money or who can i call
This might sound wild but stay with me.
Never had any issues with temperature regulation while sleeping. Then in February of this year I moved into a new place, and all of a sudden I am waking up every morning overheating, drenched in sweat. The new place is a small basement unit in a house built in the 50s.
Things I've tried: thinner duvet, no duvet, sleeping naked, replacing all bed textiles with cotton, replacing mattress with a latex mattress, keeping the bedroom cold (15 degrees celcius), making sure not to eat or drink two hours before bed, adding lots of fans. I am not on any medications and I don't drink alcohol. I also went to the doctor with this issue and confirmed it's not perimenopause or anything else she could tell.
The only change in my life is moving. It started literally the first night I slept here. The air quality here seems normal and ventilation doesn't seem to be an issue, and I sleep with the window open most nights anyway.
Moving is literally the only thing I can think of that might have caused this, but I just have no clue how. Does anyone have any idea? Is this place haunted by an overheating ghost?
I’ve been 20 for 4 months, it’s been good but hard at the same time but I still want to live well and become a better person
I'm editing a school project for my group, and I'm almost done but I'm stumped on what instrumental or BG music to use for the background because it sounds too plain, the preferred instrumental or BG music I need is around 2-4 minutes, ASAP help is appreciated!
Two of the most life changing events in America for you which event affected your life more negatively and overall even till this day if it still has?
(24M) I was never able to take life easy, because i was always receiving a hell of pressure from everybody. My dad was always criticizing and reprehending me for everything, so i grew up as an insecure wretch. And of course he still criticizes me for being an insecure wretch and don't being "man enough".
My head is a torture chamber and to every place i go, be it work environment or school, i carry this heavy burden, and trying to be good doesn't help shit. I'll get criticized anyway. When i get criticized, i feel like shit, bc i'm really trying to do the right things.
Some people say "just let it go", but i tried to do that, and it wasn't good hahaha things got really messed up. When i did that i end up flunking at two subjects at college. So i don't think it is just that.
Some people get things easily and they don't even care abou what they're getting. I slightly envy them. That's why i came to ask, how can we let go the idea of being perfect? When you grow up being criticized by your father like that, it is hard to believe in yourself again.
So. I had an inappropriate crush on my best friend in high school. It culminated in an extremely sappy and cringy letter where I basically poured my heart out without technically admitting my true feelings. But it was all about how deeply I loved them.
At the time, they were touched by it, and admitted to still reading it from time to time about a year ago. I am considering now apologising for the contents of said letter, but am scared I’d be making a mistake and only hurting them further by raising an issue they had never even considered.
For context, this crush was inappropriate because this person would not have liked me in any case due to their sexuality not aligning with my gender. I was also two grades above them and acted very paternal towards them in our shared groups and activities. I felt responsible for protecting this person, only to fall for them hard despite the obvious power imbalance and age difference. To make matters worse, I learned recently that they had been taken advantage of sexually as a child, and I’m afraid that I am no better than the individual that traumatised them.
Now we are both adults, and I want to keep this person in my life, but the guilt hits me every time we hang out and reminisce about our high school days. I’m at a loss for what to do—I have attached my potential apology below. If anyone is able to weigh in, then please: will sending this hurt them despite helping me? If so, how can I clear my conscience without losing this friend? Or what will I do if one day, they connect the dots on their own?
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Hey [name], do you have a second? There’s something I want to get off my chest, but it’s kind of a lot.
Remember that letter I wrote you at the end of my senior year? Basically, I want to apologize for the contents of that letter.
While I don’t actually have an exact record of the letter itself, I have bits and pieces of drafts from that time, and after re-reading them I want to acknowledge that some of the stuff I wrote was frankly pushing the boundaries of an age-appropriate platonic friendship. The way that I felt about you was honestly not normal. Most of the language I used was overly dramatic, off-putting and unfair (on top of being incredibly cringy). I am now aware of these facts, and feel awful about it.
I want you to know that that version of me no longer exists. I have matured greatly and I am normal about my friends and have overall WAY more perspective.
So while yes, I do love you, and yes those memories meant a lot to me and whatever else I was obsessed with at the time, I want you to know that I understand how strange it probably came off (or at least how strange it must be in retrospect). It was never my intention to hurt you, or scare you, or confuse you. At the time, I was healing from a lifetime of my own insecurities about my ability to be loved. You (and [other friend]) were there for me at a really weird period of my life, in which doors were opening up that had always been closed. It was honestly really overwhelming, in the best way. You guys made me feel valuable, wise, and powerful. In reality, I was a dumbass kid with so much left to learn. I was a stranger who became your mentor and then a friend, all the while trying (poorly) to hide the intensity of my emotions from you until I couldn’t anymore. I thought I was being honest, when I was actually being super weird. And for that I am sorry. I wish to be a better friend to you going forwards.
As for the letter itself, it’s yours, and you can do whatever you like with it. Just know that if I were to write it now, though the sentiment would mostly remain, it would read VERY differently.
Thank you for allowing me to get this off my chest, it’s been troubling me for a little while and making me die of cringe and anxiety every time I think about it, or think about our highschool days and the day that you inevitably realize how melodramatic and codependent I was on you, some sweet kid two grades below me for whom I should’ve been a better role model.
So yeah. I’m sorry [name], I should’ve protected you better from myself. I am embarrassed and ashamed of the ways I mistreated you. (I also want to real quickly acknowledge and apologise for the inherent selfishness of my bringing this up—my primary aim is admittedly to clear my conscience, despite being unsure as to if it will do more harm than good to you, my friend). I 100% understand if your opinion of me has changed for the worse and will accept anything that comes my way for all this. Thank you for taking the time to read to the end.
So i'm an 18 year old male, and i'm 176 cm tall (a little over 5'9) and I recently weighed myself, and my mom is really concerned about my weight, and thinks i'm becoming anorexic again. I currently weigh 149 Ibs. Is this normal for me, or is it too low?
I wasn’t sure where to post this question, this subreddit has millions of people so I’m sure at least a couple people can relate and give advice.
25M: I have 12 months of emergency savings in a HYSA, First time ever maxing out my Roth IRA and 401(k) match. I have a brokerage account but I’m not necessarily trying to put all my money into another investment account.
No debt/loans either besides my monthly credit card balance.
I want to start creating multiple income streams from either starting a YouTube channel or starting a boring business like lawn care, power washing, moving furniture, etc. - starting a YouTube channel about my journey of starting a boring business?
maybe even start saving up for a down payment and getting into real estate
Those are some ideas I have brainstormed, not sure if that’s the correct path to go down or if there’s a better route to take, any advice would be greatly appreciated
TMI: my excess money is going towards golf and the casino which is so fun but in reality I’m wasting my money.
We are really considering planting clover seed for our lawn as we would not have to cut it (at least not very often) and it will probably be easier to keep green (with out much or any watering).
But we are a bit worried that if we want to sell one day, it might be a issue for some people as it will be very hard to remove the clover (as it is basically a weed)
We are not planning to move any time soon , but cannot say for sure we will be here forever. I generally say not to worry about resale value but this is more than just re painting a room. You will have to rip up the entire lawn to remove it. -- But that being said I think it will make our lives much easier not having to worry about caring for the lawn as much.
its a habit I have gotten into recently bc i just truly despise AI and think it ruining the world. I dont watch the videos I just comment it and leave. I wound up commenting it on some young kids video recently and I feel bad (but also kinda dont?) what do you think?
Where wouldn’t you like to work when you’re 45 years old?
I have 3 cabinets of uranium glass, lit up with UV bulbs. The moths! OMG. The moths! And I live in Arizona where virtually the only bug is a scorpion. Plus our house is as air tight as possible to keep the heat out and the cool air in. I don't see moths outside at all. Where are they coming from!?
Context: I inherited the letters my grandparents wrote to each other during a major global conflict that ended 81 years ago. My grandfather was heavily involved, to the extent some of the situations he was in are very well known, but he and the people he was with are not. I have been working on a book about my grandparents. I have also been writing and publishing essays on substack about the discovery process as I read through these letters and research the context. I did not know either of my grandparents. Most of the letters that were saved were written by my grandfather. Whenever he mentions one of his friends by name, I research them. Many of them did not survive the conflict, and this was something that deeply affected him.
Many relatives of these friends are on ancestry. I have reached out to them, let them know what I am doing and why, and ask if they are okay with this. In many instances, the family is okay and finds it interesting to learn about their long dead relative. In one instance, the family said they are deeply uncomfortable with a stranger doing this. Unfortunately, that instance was regarding my grandfather's best friend. I cannot express just how much this person's passing affected my grandfather. It is a major point in his story. This friend did not have a wife or children; the person refusing is his niece, who was a toddler when he died. Regardless, I do not mention relatives at all in these posts beyond their parents (sometimes not even by name). I give a brief biography and primarily focus on their role in the war and relationship to my grandfather.
My question is: Is it ethical to write about this person anyway? At what point does it no longer classify as "sensitive information"? All of the information I've found on these people is free to access from the National Archives or posted publicly on Ancestry. I'm not trying to step on anyone's toes but my grandfather wrote so much about not wanting himself or his friends to be forgotten and I am genuinely just trying to uplift them from a place of respect. Intentions aside, is this ethical?
I keep seeing posts talking about how students at ages 14-18 can barely read or write if at all. I am curious as to whether this is a US exclusive problem, a western problem or a worldwide problem because I’m from Singapore and that problem isn’t a big deal here if it exists all.
What is something physical that has disappeared quickly from public eyes