I'm afraid to say I paper-handed some shares of GME but immediately bought back in once I knew my mistake yesterday during that big dip. It happened due to the psychological effects of lack of sleep, work, and the crazy price action that we saw yesterday.
I know some of you are probably feeling the same, so if you want to HOLD just don't look! Get on with your day. Go outside (or don't, it's cold + COVID), watch some of your weeb anime and let it ride. Don't be a paper-handed bitch like me. STAY STRONG!!!
Just know that we're all in this together. The whole world wants to fuck Melvin.
I’m a poor Canadian so I bought only a few shares. PROOF:
EDIT 2: Remove all notifications from your phone. Maybe even delete some apps. Just don't look!! AND DON'T YOU FKING PUT A LIMIT SELL ORDER. LEAVE IT ALONE!
I just wanted to share as I’m so excited!
Edit: I am absolutely overwhelmed by the love, supportive messages and awards from you all thank you so so much! I am very secretive about my journey so to receive this level of support has blown me away and means more to me than I can put into words thank you!
And to anybody who’s asked for the secret unfortunately there are tough days and days when you want to completely give up but it’s all in the mindset combined with patience (even when it feels never ending) and always remembering you know your body best and above all else believe in yourself and what you’re capable of that’s all I did and even though I still have tough days I couldn’t be happier with the results 😊
I can't relate to how people live like that. When my stomach is empty and in relative "pain", i still have complete mobility & flexibility. When I've eaten too much walking briskly is gross. Touching my toes? Still doable but will take more time.
> be me, DM
> be not me, drow light cleric, vhuman soulknife rogue, gnome fiend warlock, tiefling moon druid. All level 3
> players are currently traversing through time dungeon filled with people and creatures from various different time periods
> open door and see 8 people sitting around campfire
> cleric rolls insight and learns the people aren’t lawfully aligned
> druid decides this is enough information and stealths over as a caterpillar
> druid gets idea
> druid tells me they want to hide in one of the people’s water and turn into a brown bear in the person’s stomach
> fuck it, roll for stealth
> mfw they roll ridiculously high
> mfw when the person rolls ridiculously low perception
> person drinks the water and swallows druid caterpillar
> druid tells me they turn into bear
> I describe the person getting ripped a part from the inside and bear, claws out, emerging with a roar
> rest of the players say fuck it and charge in
> battle ensues, players kill half of the people in one round
> players decide maybe it wasn’t such a good idea when i describe one of the victims as a pregnant woman
> players end combat
> cleric heals pregnant woman
> pregnant woman rushes over to one of the dead people and cries over her husband and father of her unborn child
> rogue tells everyone they should commit and pretend they had been possessed the whole time
> cleric pretends to run full on exorcism ceremony complete with thaumaturgy and illusions in front of terrified people and grieving woman
> players all roll ridiculously high performance/deception checks, none below an 18
> I describe how the people tell players to go away
> “but we rolled super high on our deception checks why didn’t they forgive us?”
I have high functioning anxiety and sometimes when I am really anxious I get all the above mentioned symptoms and it sucks. It sucks big time. I wish I could make people understand this is what I feel when I get anxiety because people don't understand they think it's just 'worrying'
Edit- I was not expecting such a response on this post. I feel better looking at the comments that I am not alone. I hope we all get through it. I hope all is see better and anxiety free days soon!
I have bulimia.
I am really trying to avoid calling my doctor or going to the ER. I have a lot of binges but this one was probably the worst. I just ate boxes of crackers and chips, as well as some other things. If I had to estimate I probably just ate around 15,000 worth of calories. I have literally been eating since 4am, I couldn't stop. My stomach feels like it's going to explode. I can't move--I'm currently on the ground crying in pain because it hurts so much. I can't even get it to come up, which I don't understand, as I'm basically conditioned to throw up on command. My chest is killing me, and I'm sweating so much. I took some pepto but I don't even know how long that'll take to work, or if it will even work. This is the worst pain I've ever felt in my life, at the risk of sounding dramatic. My stomach feels like its going to explode, please help me, I've heard this can actually happen and I don't know what else to do
I’m 6ft 2 and it’s getting to me I am on adhd pills which suppress my appetite and under constant stress.
I just feel like shit that I lost all my gains. 135–>155 Back down to 142.5
How do you cope with failure like that.
I’ve heard warm protein to reset circadian clock, kombucha, electrolyte water, etc. Granted-everybody is different. Black tea with milk and honey has usually worked for me but started to make me feel nauseous... Just wondering what works for other people.
This happened a couple years ago while I was in seventh grade.
Being bullied isn't fun (yes this does relate, hold on). When a kid is bullied, they will do anything to avoid going to school. The sense of dread as you walk into the premises is overwhelming, because you know exactly what's going to happen, yet have no control over the situation. So why bother going in at all? That was my rationale, anyway.
So I did what any kid, hell, every kid has done at one point or another. I faked being sick. I'd been acting since second grade, so it was pretty easy. Look like you're in pain, clutch your stomach. Simple as that.
The satisfaction I got from not only successfully convincing my parents that I was in pain, but also avoiding the dreaded bellends in school, was overwhelming.
A day went by, but I still didn't feel quite ready to go back to the hell that school had become. So I faked a second day. And a third. And a fourth.
In fact, I faked a total of six days. It was much more fun to be at home playing Fifa than to be dreading every interaction. Part of me knew I had to stop, but I didn't want to. "Just one more day," I told myself every morning.
By the sixth day, my parents were worried. Very worried. So worried that they took me to Accident and Emergency. By this point, I was in too deep. I continued to fake being in pain, although continuing to protest going to the hospital, even as my dad walked me through the doors.
I continued faking the pain even as the doctor examined me. After questioning me, she started probing and prodding down at the bottom of my stomach, and near my groin area. The doctor sends me back to the waiting room. I'd figured they'd just give me some painkillers and I'd be on my way, faking taking them while gradually "getting better" (yes, I really was prepared to go that far).
My name gets called, so my dad and I walk up to the counter and are directed to a room down a hallway. The same doctor is there and tells me pull down my shorts and to lie down on my front. My dad and doctor have a brief conversation behind me. Confused, I lie still. Then, after the obligatory "this won't take too long," the doctor promptly rams something up my arse.
It was about the size of a .30 calibre or .50 calibre bullet. Shaped like a bullet too. I feel the stream of liquid, what I now know as "fleet," streaming through my insides.
As it turns out, I did have something wrong with me. I had constipation. So they'd administered a laxative... keep reading on reddit ➡
From the AEW Unrestricted podcast this week. It was a really great listen. He discusses his roommate for the tryout saying "Man I never even watched wrestling. I don't even like it" and that was a guy that made it to the 2nd tryout.
I get it. There are plenty of pretty aggressive CF folk out there, and their presence is overly highlighted in spaces on the internet. But as a person who is childfree herself, and gets bombarded constantly with real life pressure, questions, aggressive assumptions, and prying re: my life choices, I often use the internet as a haven free from that pressure and that space.
I think childfree women are often used as a straw man on both this sub and even the main one, and that straw man equates us wanting to watch childless content to shrieking about "crotch goblins," punting children down the street, screaming at babies in public, etc.
I honestly think this anti-childfree jerk is heading the way of the "I'm not like other girls" phenomenon, where the very real cringe of the "not like other girls" girl was taken and used as a way to bully women who weren't comfortable with traditional femininity. This feels like a way to bully women who aren't comfortable with motherhood or don't want motherhood.
EDIT: I typoed, I meant "anti-childfree" not "anti-anti-childfree"
For me it’s marmalade, whisky and faggots, aka The Food of The Devil.
With everything going on right now I feel like we could all use a good laugh.
Of those that I have smelled:
Serge Lutens Muscs Koublai Khan: A week old sweaty jockstrap.
ELdO Secretions Magnifique: Rusty bucket of rotten oysters.
Honourable mention goes to Beaufort Fathom V. Like someone jammed a fistful of weeds up my nose and left it there for a week or two.
I was watching Drew Gooden's most recent video "Rich People Have Bad Taste" and seeing the absolute shit that rich people just throw their money away on makes me feel ill. I have always had disdain for the rich and the uber rich but it had always been in a sort of theoretical way. But seeing the way they live their lives in direct contrast to how most people and poor people (are forced to) live their lives.. it isn't even upsetting.. it makes me so distressed and disgusted to the point that I feel physically sick.
I hate rich people to my core.
Okay I get it! This post is full of privilege. I completely understand how lucky I am to carry this baby and meet her so soon- stretch marks and all!
But I want to give all of you ladies a head up who think they’ve made it through pregnancy with a smooth belly! I literally started getting stretch marks after 39 weeks. Now as I’m waiting to be induced this Thursday at 41 weeks my stomach is literally covered in them!! It isn’t a big deal- but throwing this into the mix of the already hardest two weeks of pregnancy makes me want to pull my hair out!! Ughh just venting over here. And a fair warning to not get to comfortable about your stomach status towards the end- it can literally all change in the last week!
you just might