The life I live is not aligned with my principles.
God damn, I though were being light hearted here. Now I got to go find a dark corner of shame.
I’m 6’3" and look like I’d rip someone’s throat out for coughing wrong.
I cry really easily when in conflict 😅
Being in a bad relationship because of money. Noooooooobody understands.
Either that I only eat frozen meals and don’t cook. Or that I have never had any friends. Or that I’m a cis female but have a ton of excess hair in the wrong spots (esp on my chin and neck) I try to keep on top of. Or that I’ve never been in a relationship and I’m 30. So many things to choose from!
My life is not so bad, though! The internet exists both for human connection and for entertainment. And I have a good job so I make enough to buy random crap.
You’re like a female version of me. Except I’m only 27 and I have a lack of hair where men typically have a lot and I don’t have a job currently.
I’ll be your friend
I’m too embarrassed to tell you. I’ll give you a freebie, though: I bought Mega Man X7 for the PlayStation 2. Unironically. On purpose. Having enjoyed the previous Mega Man X games, I didn’t think for a second it would be bad.
Not embarrassing, weird maybe?
I secretly enjoy weird combination of foods (sometimes too exotic)
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milkshake and broccoli (or any veggie)
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watermelon and salt
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tortillas with papaya and whole lot of chilly pepper
I could go on…
milkshake and broccoli (or any veggie)
this one actually disgusted me
I know, still crave this!
I’m happy for you :)
How did you come to like that? When was the first time you tried it?
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My face
Your username makes this my favorite comment
I’ve never learnt to dance
It’s hard to decide: Certain physical features often associated with beauty are too prominent on me. I have a habit of under-describing my best qualities when asked. And I’m too dang humble for my own good.
Humility is about being right sized. A lot of folks take this idea of humility as needing to lessen oneself for the sake of being “humble” when really we should be representing ourselves clearly and as objectively as possible.
Yeh but then, if a person is genuinely obviously extremely attractive, or clearly has traits like a capacity to lead or influence people, or is objectively wealthy, or is clearly very smart, those are all things that come off as really conceited to the rest of us unless their acknowledgement is very careful. If such a person is too quick or too ready to acknowledge these things about themselves, despite their accuracy, we’re pretty likely to think they’re a dick. It seems like for people who are in some ways exceptional, the appropriate level of humility, wherever it is on the scale, does need to involve at least a little bit of pantomime and false modesty. The right size in such cases will need to be at least a little smaller than they really are, not too much smaller, or it’s interpreted as disingenuous, but not exactly true to scale either.
Yeah I mean, I didn’t say to gloat / flaunt. You can do what I suggested without making others feel small. False modesty is exactly what we are avoiding…genuine modesty is absolutely fine to run alongside my comment about being right sized and is the perfect antitode to the concern you started your post with.
And tbh the right sized thing has less to do with looks / status / wealth and more to do with how we see ourselves when doing a self assessment of character traits.
That’s a wise perspective.
And it feels especially generous as a response to my nonsense. Thanks.
You’re fine, glad you got something out of it. It was told to me by someone who helped me through a pivotal time; happy to pass it on.
Everything.
I live in Morocco yet I have immense trouble fitting in with Moroccan society. I don’t like the customs, most of the food is pretty mid, our music scene is hot garbage, I’m literally queer (just saying that in front of everyone could get me in prison), everyone is obsessed with football and I’m sick of it, I could go on.
I don’t know if I’m just a rare and strange breed, or if it’s simply a case of “nationality dysphoria”, but I think literally existing in a space like this is embarrassing enough to give me conspiracies to leave. Problem is, there is Moroccan diaspora everywhere, especially in the country I’m interested in (which is Belgium, I just love how wild they are), and locals are sick of us, not to mention… visas, motherf***er. I am basically trapped here, in constant threat of weird looks at best, and literal death at worst. Yeah, this is indeed the most embarrassing thing about me.
When I get crazy stressed at work I sometimes flip the fuck out. I scream and curse things like motherfucking cocksucker piece of shit where people can hear me. I’m a contractor so those people don’t know me or are just there at the place I’m working on. Occasionally I break shit when I get this fucked up.
I just came off two forced 80 hour work weeks no days off so it was pretty bad. I’m off now. I’m at peace.
