Dusty old bones, full of green dust.
I remember them. My my imaginary friends were stuff like The Looney Toons (I was really into Space Jam) and Sailor Moon. I remember “Playing with Bugs and Lola” at recess. I had them until around late middle school when I started to make friends here and there. I would think back on them with embarrassment, but now I’m thankful for the “support.”
A swimming pool. I love swimming, but I don’t have the courage to swim in public. I was able to rent a pool by myself a few times and had an absolute blast.
Usually those places are lacking (unfortunately). Food deserts, lack of infrastructure, sometimes even poor medical facilities. Also, locations like these tend to be more conservative, and conservatives are not always the most friendly. I personally did move to a smaller area, but I don’t have a family/kids so I’m able to be more indifferent towards the lack of resources. (I also moved to the hood 👀)
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Kunitsu-Gami. Never heard of it before, never even saw an add, just popped up on the storefront one day. I fucking loved that game.
Also, PSP. My friend at the time was able to “adjust” it and I love/loved it.
This was a few years back, before I knew this was even possible, but a portable hard drive off of Amazon. Not only was it sharp on all edges, it was only programed to show the storage without actually having it. I spent an evening “moving” docs from a dying laptop, only to plug it in the next day two find a fraction of what I thought I moved over.
Also, a yoga mat that disintegrated when I went to do a plank. Just pressing my hands into it was enough for it to flake apart.
As someone who gets mistaken for a man: Yes. I clear my throat, shuffle my feet, make some kind of noise. If it’s a headphone wearer, I’m either going to slow down to make space or give them a wide berth if it can’t be avoided.
Fatal Frame 1. I think it may be the only one with a different button map for the camera and it’s so annoying. I purposely only emulate it so I can remap the buttons.
Honestly, things like that remind me how vast the internet is. There are some things that I think are just ubiquitous that my friend has never heard of before. She had never heard of Creepy Pastas. She had never seen Long Long Man. She didn’t know what an SCP was. I was baffled. Made me think about my own digital world, and what sources I may be completely blind to.
I have one of those stone bath mats. I’ve never like the plush ones, so I’d have a whole floor of this if I could.
I’ll have to check some out. The ones I’ve tried always sound static like.
I haven’t tried brown noise. I’ll give that a shot, thank you. 😊
Honest question: I always have my fan, even in winter, because of the noise. I haven’t found a video that sounds the same, they end up sounding like static or something. Maybe flat? Anyone actually know of one that sounds like a good fan?
Yes! But it’s because our situations are very different. I don’t have a child, but I was already a preteen when my mom was this age. I didn’t have a deadbeat, abusive, drug addicted, , money draining spouse. I’ve cut off people (family) that I saw take advantage of my mother growing up. I don’t have a sibling who is a manipulative, selfish, lazy, money grubbing piece of shit. Fuck, I don’t have a daughter (me) that I’ve had to help for years while she tried to get on her feet.
I also have a wonderful mother who did what she could to set me up for success, trying to correct the mistakes of her childhood. My great aunt left me some money that helped with school (I’m still in debt, but could have been way worse). I have a good friend that talks me out of reckless shit, not egging me on to take advtage.
I’m also less social, so I’m not going out to lunch or parties and what have you. I live alone with one cat.
TL;DR: Yes, but is because I have less responbilities than my mother had at this age, and it’s cheaper living a solitary lifestyle with one kitty cat.
…a deep water jew? Like… Merpeople?
I thought everyone was dealing with it. Like, mine happens to be ice cream, someone else gets mudbutt from chicken wings or something. But we keep going because flavor demands sacrifice.
Turns out that was not the case. 🙃
I didn’t realize I was lactose intolerant for the longest time. I just assumed everyone had some food that gave them the booboos and it was just the price of living. I thought intolerance was synonymous with allergy, and since it didn’t kill me, I just assumed I didn’t have it.
How I found out:
Me: I sure do love ice cream. Sucks that it makes me stomach hurt.
Friend: So you’re lactose intolerant?
Me: Oh, no, no. Ice cream and milk have just always messed up my stomach.
Friend:
Me:
Friend: That’s what lactose intolerance is.
He’s didn’t bring a second controller. Divorce.
Growing up a weeb ripped that bandaid off pretty early. If I like it, I like it. 👍🏾
Echoing “You get used to it.” Right now, I feel like you’re actively having to think of about everything: Getting up, what to wear, where to go, peoples’ names, greetings, what you were doing when you left yesterday, etc., etc. Some of that will soon fall into the background. You won’t have to expend as much mental energy on things. You’ll just know people’s name, you’ll be in a routine, getting to work will be second nature, and what have you.