Joe_Bob_Gautama
Sporadically lucid
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Thinking about a woman who told me I was too big for anal sex. She was a terrible liar . . .
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Am I just getting older or do porn actors/actresses look frickin' young!?!? Especially with this trend of women wearing braces now.![]()
Hate to tell you this, but you're getting older.![]()
Would anyone like a random brain ramble?
I have been dealing with a bit of a mind fuck lately. It's like every tiny voice of doubt and insecurity and worry has become a scream. I've always struggled off and on with it but lately, my mind has just been a never ending yarn ball of anxiety. Little comments people make that I normally could brush off have been gnawing at me. And logical me knows this things are bullshit but isn't quite strong enough to shake them.
I am fully aware of my weaknesses. I look around and see people smarter (way fucking smarter!) and wittier (just a tiny bit wittier) and prettier and sexier,speople who sound better, think better, are better at being an adult, better at being a woman, better at being a friend.
Yesterday, though, I listened to a podcast (The Happiness Lab, check it out) and they suggested we almost always choose the most unflattering people which to compare ourselves. If you want to be thin, you pick someone with the perfect body to compare yourself to not someone who looks like a trainwreck. If you are feeling unsuccessful, you may compare yourself to the CEO but never your coworker who is never on time and cooks fish in the break room microwave.
My point is (is there a point? maybe...we'll see) that my brain and, maybe some of your brains, sabotage me by comparing in the most unflattering way when it shouldn't be comparing at all. I'm not perfect or even close but I am doing my fucking best and have managed to keep a lot of shit working pretty smoothly somehow. I am a tiny cog in the clockworks of life and, while I may be small, I'm doing my part.
I could spend all my time being worried that I'm not pretty or interesting enough to keep someone's attention or I could just be myself and hope a happy girl is better than a neurotic "perfect" girl. I can work myself into unhealthiness or I can do my best and ask for help and have the benefit of giving new people opportunities to grow and learn.
No one will probably read this and that's okay. Writing is the best therapy for me and now I owe myself $100 for the time.
TL;DR - I've had some bad days. Today, I'm choosing to be happier.
Would anyone like a random brain ramble?
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I could spend all my time being worried that I'm not pretty or interesting enough to keep someone's attention or I could just be myself and hope a happy girl is better than a neurotic "perfect" girl. I can work myself into unhealthiness or I can do my best and ask for help and have the benefit of giving new people opportunities to grow and learn.
No one will probably read this and that's okay. Writing is the best therapy for me and now I owe myself $100 for the time.
TL;DR - I've had some bad days. Today, I'm choosing to be happier.
Would anyone like a random brain ramble?
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TL;DR - I've had some bad days. Today, I'm choosing to be happier.
Short answer-been there, felt like that...now I’m older and all grown up...ish = don’t give a shite...go you!Would anyone like a random brain ramble?
I have been dealing with a bit of a mind fuck lately. It's like every tiny voice of doubt and insecurity and worry has become a scream. I've always struggled off and on with it but lately, my mind has just been a never ending yarn ball of anxiety. Little comments people make that I normally could brush off have been gnawing at me. And logical me knows this things are bullshit but isn't quite strong enough to shake them.
I am fully aware of my weaknesses. I look around and see people smarter (way fucking smarter!) and wittier (just a tiny bit wittier) and prettier and sexier,speople who sound better, think better, are better at being an adult, better at being a woman, better at being a friend.
Yesterday, though, I listened to a podcast (The Happiness Lab, check it out) and they suggested we almost always choose the most unflattering people which to compare ourselves. If you want to be thin, you pick someone with the perfect body to compare yourself to not someone who looks like a trainwreck. If you are feeling unsuccessful, you may compare yourself to the CEO but never your coworker who is never on time and cooks fish in the break room microwave.
My point is (is there a point? maybe...we'll see) that my brain and, maybe some of your brains, sabotage me by comparing in the most unflattering way when it shouldn't be comparing at all. I'm not perfect or even close but I am doing my fucking best and have managed to keep a lot of shit working pretty smoothly somehow. I am a tiny cog in the clockworks of life and, while I may be small, I'm doing my part.
I could spend all my time being worried that I'm not pretty or interesting enough to keep someone's attention or I could just be myself and hope a happy girl is better than a neurotic "perfect" girl. I can work myself into unhealthiness or I can do my best and ask for help and have the benefit of giving new people opportunities to grow and learn.
No one will probably read this and that's okay. Writing is the best therapy for me and now I owe myself $100 for the time.
TL;DR - I've had some bad days. Today, I'm choosing to be happier.
In academia, or my part of academia, we call this imposter syndrome. And a lot of people struggle with it.
But. I think you're pretty enough.
And just from your profile icon, I love the haircut. The cat ears, meh, but your user name is to die for and when you write, I do enjoy your content.
So there.
Thank you BFG. I can't be fully un-neurotic but I need to be manageable neurotic. LolYou are beautiful inside and out! I much prefer you being funny, witty, and slightly neurotic...but, most of all, happy.
I'm glad you're choosing happy....![]()
You are absolutely right PaPa!It's good so set goals for ourselves. Sometimes big audacious goals that inspire us to be better; career, physical, educational, kindness, etc . . . They inspire us to improve ourselves and give us things to work toward. They are very good to have.
I think that happiness comes from thankfulness for what we already have. There will always be someone else who is more attractive, more successful, wealthier, healthier or smarter. If you let that bother you, you won't be happy or content.
Toys R Us taught me to never grow up but fuck... it happened anyway.Short answer-been there, felt like that...now I’m older and all grown up...ish = don’t give a shite...go you!
Would anyone like a random brain ramble?
I have been dealing with a bit of a mind fuck lately. It's like every tiny voice of doubt and insecurity and worry has become a scream. I've always struggled off and on with it but lately, my mind has just been a never ending yarn ball of anxiety. Little comments people make that I normally could brush off have been gnawing at me. And logical me knows this things are bullshit but isn't quite strong enough to shake them.
I am fully aware of my weaknesses. I look around and see people smarter (way fucking smarter!) and wittier (just a tiny bit wittier) and prettier and sexier,speople who sound better, think better, are better at being an adult, better at being a woman, better at being a friend.
Yesterday, though, I listened to a podcast (The Happiness Lab, check it out) and they suggested we almost always choose the most unflattering people which to compare ourselves. If you want to be thin, you pick someone with the perfect body to compare yourself to not someone who looks like a trainwreck. If you are feeling unsuccessful, you may compare yourself to the CEO but never your coworker who is never on time and cooks fish in the break room microwave.
My point is (is there a point? maybe...we'll see) that my brain and, maybe some of your brains, sabotage me by comparing in the most unflattering way when it shouldn't be comparing at all. I'm not perfect or even close but I am doing my fucking best and have managed to keep a lot of shit working pretty smoothly somehow. I am a tiny cog in the clockworks of life and, while I may be small, I'm doing my part.
I could spend all my time being worried that I'm not pretty or interesting enough to keep someone's attention or I could just be myself and hope a happy girl is better than a neurotic "perfect" girl. I can work myself into unhealthiness or I can do my best and ask for help and have the benefit of giving new people opportunities to grow and learn.
No one will probably read this and that's okay. Writing is the best therapy for me and now I owe myself $100 for the time.
TL;DR - I've had some bad days. Today, I'm choosing to be happier.
I could spend all my time being worried that I'm not pretty or interesting enough to keep someone's attention or I could just be myself and hope a happy girl is better than a neurotic "perfect" girl. I can work myself into unhealthiness or I can do my best and ask for help and have the benefit of giving new people opportunities to grow and learn .
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Today, I'm choosing to be happier.
I mean, logically I know all of that. That doesn't silence the doubts and anxieties. If logic won all the time... we'd be living in a different world.Okay, I read all of this. I've been around for a bit longer than you so I'll share some school of hard knocks lessons and book learning with you.
There're always people who are smarter, more witty and self assured than others of us. Guess what? They've got their own daemons and insecurities but most do a better job of masking them.
Here's the thing. Learn to be comfortable with who you are and be objective about goal orientations. Push yourself but do so for yourself, not to please others. A busy mind can run away from you and become overly distracting. So learn self calming methods.
Now as to this talk of intelligence, wit and good looks; well I think that you have all of that and are very successful.
I'm trying.It sounds like you are already pointed in the right direction.![]()
I mean, logically I know all of that. That doesn't silence the doubts and anxieties. If logic won all the time... we'd be living in a different world.
I'm trying.![]()
Don’t make me get all Yoda on you.
I mean, logically I know all of that. That doesn't silence the doubts and anxieties. If logic won all the time... we'd be living in a different world.
I'm trying.![]()
Inner Voice Deloris is a huge cunt.I feel you completely. I feel like this a lot of the time. *big giant hugs*
But you're fucking amazing. For real. Your inner voice is being cunty. Don't listen.
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Yes you're right.Yeah, I get ya on silencing the doubts and anxieties. Heck there's an entire segment of the health industry as well as motivational speakers both making tons of money off of that.
In the end there's always going to be some of that but when we have functional coping mechanisms in place its easier. Overall one of the best bits of advice I received was not to dwell on negatives, over worry on what others thought about me and to get out and exercise more.
Just be you, I think that your doing that astonishingly well and that a lot of others people feel the same about you.
I am currently thinking about how small and insignificant I feel right. Struggling and diesnt seem to be an end in sight. All around me I see people going through things I cant fathom. Just this morning I found out an in laws soon to be son in law passed away. End of last week, I found out a wedding I was looking forward to, even if a few years off, got canceled because the groom to be got thrown in jail for.... reasons that nobody saw. He will spend the next 14 yearsish in jail..... just a bit heavy in thought at the moment. Sorry if none of this made sense. I just needed to get it out. Maybe help process it.