BrainisfineIthink

I’m sure plenty of people would understand it, but I’m struggling with a project at work where I’ve got an operator giving me bad data, and the project appears unsafe and I need to decide and convince my management if we’re going to object to it or not.

“I’m kinda horny”

“Should we bone tonight?”

“When do you wanna have sex”

“Hold on let me brush my teeth”

These area a few of our regulars!

Seek therapy.

Recognized that it was part of what makes me successful and learned to control it a little. For example, when I struggled with getting things done on time, I learned to set deadlines for myself and stuck to them. I realized that I work better when I know I’m a little up against the clock, so I kind of built that in for myself. The hard part is the not moving the deadline. You can’t view it as moveable or it doesn’t work.

I also ask myself “how long is it going to take” and most things if the answer is less than five minutes, I just try to force myself to do it and get it out of the way.

For other recurring things I do them on a schedule. So like, every weekend there are things around the house I need to do. It doesn’t matter when I do them but I have to get them done the day I say I will. That’s the deal Iake myself and it helps.

Those are some of my personal hacks. They don’t work for everyone but they work for me.

I’m in my late 30s, and I’ve been around the block so I’ll share mine. In terms of worst time being broken up with, that was my last ex prior to my wife, and she did a number on me. It was entirely my fault and all of the red flags were there and I ignored them and she’s a huge cautionary tale that I won’t go into because honestly I don’t like thinking about her. I didn’t really get a say in the breaking up, and looking back I’m so very glad it happened but it still crushed me emotionally for a long time.

The second, and really the harder of the two, was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It was my longest relationship (4 years) up until my now wife (married 3 years, together 7). I met her in my early twenties. When we both graduated our programs, we’d only been together a little over a year and didn’t plan on staying together. She wasnt sure where she’d do her master’s, I wasn’t sure where I’d be working. As luck would have it though, we both ended up in the same place, and stayed together another three years. The last six months or so of that relationship I realized how completely miserable I was with everything but her. I loved her, I still do to this day and always will, but I hated my job. I hated where I lived. I hated being so far from my family and friends. And it got to a point where I needed to tell her and figure out how to move forward. So after a long work trip I spent 5 days with her and told her how I felt and she understood but she loved it where we were and wanted to stay for her PhD, which would be after another year of her current program…six more years. She was happy where she was and she could see I wasn’t happy and we talked and thought up scenario after scenario before we came to accept that we needed different things…it fuckin hurt man. We knew it couldn’t keep working without someone resenting the other and we realized life was taking us different places. We broke up 2 days in, I spent the rest of the time with her and there were many tears and lots of pain and lots of last moments together that we savored.

It hurt so badly because nobody did anything wrong. We didn’t stop loving each other, we didn’t stop caring, nobody cheated, we didn’t grow apart so much as life pulled us in different directions. That’s probably what hurt the most, is how much I/we didn’t want to end it, but how we both realized we had to. Life happens and that’s okay, but it hurts sometimes. I am happily married now, and she is too and we’re good friends now. My wife is my best friend and I can’t imagine being with anyone else. I am happy for her and her husband is great and I can see how happy she is. I am not upset with how either of our lives turned out, but I also know there will always be some regret there.

All due respect to my fellow lemmings, but the ones in these comments are vastly over complicating this. It’s extremely simple - you give that info away, and you do it happily. Here’s an extremely simple example of every single one of your questions:

Financial

• you explore job postings on linked in. You upload your resume to Google drive. You say where you work/what you do on your social media. Your bank statements get emailed. You check your credit through an email reminder.

political

You subscribe to websites with particular political leanings. The content you engage with on social media falls in certain political camps. You interact primarily with people that also have those leanings. You block or avoid content that is not to your politcal liking. Every like and subscribe is your personality and political affiliation.

health

You searched “symptoms of (insert thing here).” You ordered a next brace on Amazon. Your doctor sends your invoice to your Gmail account. Cvs emails you your receipts.

religion

See politics.

browsing info

Google literally sells everything you do. It’s their business model. Every time you’re signed in with Google it’s tracking what you do. Every email you receive. Everything you click on. Every item you purchase. Every review you fill out. Google sells it all, and you’d be amazed how fast they do it. Fun experiment, go buy something - jeans, a shirt, shoes, drums, and guitar, whatever from a new place you haven’t shopped before. Go buy it and have the invoice go to your Gmail account. Then get on Instagram…time how long or far you scroll before you see an ad for a similar product. Perhaps even a brand you comparison shopped.

You tell it all these things. Whether you realize you’re doing it or not, you tell it everything it wants to know just by using your phone. Google sells it, instametathreads buys it, learns more, and then sells what it learns back to Google and advertisers. Rinse, repeat.

Idk about everyone else, but I sort by new on Lemmy and “all” WAY more than I ever would on reddit. Even sorting by new or all on reddit it just shuffles around the same 100 posts they want you to see. Here people post about all kinds of stuff!