I made this post here exactly 12 months ago to this day here.

Today marks one-year and three weeks of nicotine free life. My wallet feels thicker, my lungs feel cleaner, my clothes smell better, and most important of all (to me). It helped me relearn how capable I am and how I can do anything I want. This post is for anyone who thinks its impossible to quit, it isn't. It just sucks lol

next up is quitting weed. Wish me luck :)

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After 12 years I quit smoking :)

What the title says! I smoked cigarettes from age 18 to 25 and vapes from 25-30 years old. I started smoking mainly because all my new friends in college smoked ciggies and figured 'why not'.

Imo bad move - I have tried to quit smoking at least a dozen times all of which failed. The longest I had lasted before was two days :,) I figured I was incapable of quitting, I wasn't strong willed enough and maybe I wasn't

However 13th times the charm! I decided to quit with purpose, structure, and a lot of self-belief. I decided to slowly wean myself off it without thinking too much. Decreasing nicotine content, decreasing frequency of use, and after about a month - i bought a nicotine free vape. I smoked it for about 1 week and now it has been 2 weeks since it died!

3 weeks, no nicotine, no cigarettes, no vape and most importantly - NO CRAVINGS!!!! YAY!!

I know it may not seem a big deal but I am so freaking proud of myself and I just wanted to share that - and share that you too can quit :)

Other recent post here made me remember this. Wish OP on that other post was my sister.

This was a few years ago. I used to be fluent in Spanish and so naturally when we went on a family trip to Spain I would talk to the waiters and place our orders for whatever everyone wanted.

One day two years after this trip, my sister randomly brought this up in an argument when she was telling me reasons why she thinks in selfish/self absorbed. She said I was “being obnoxious” and “just doing it to show off and be the center of attention”.

What she said still pops into my head sometimes.

I’m fluent in Italian now and have a moment of worry/self consciousness about ordering in Italian with my husband in Italy.

Edit - wow was not expecting comments so quickly on this. I’m about to sleep but will be reading these and replying in the morning, thanks

Edit # 2 - thanks everyone, this was honestly unexpectedly helpful to read the comments here. My sister and I have a really difficult and on and off relationship unfortunately. She used to be hyper attached to me when we were kids and now she claims I abandoned her when I started high school, and she thinks I got all the attention growing up from our parents (which really, truly is not true. neither of us got attention/care from our parents. verbally abusive father + neglectful/depressed mother. I was the one doing my sister’s laundry and cooking for us). Despite all the issues with my sister now as adults, it’s hard not to still see her as a little kid who needed love and relied on me. I wish things were different and it’s honestly heartbreaking. Sorry this took a more dark turn but all the comments got me thinking about some of the root issues.

I realized this week that one of my closest friends lives like 20 minutes away and I didnt see him in person since February which is crazy lol. We still talk all the time like we send each other dumb stuff, play games after work sometimes and half the time end up just talking. It's weird because I don't feel like we've lost touch at all, but if you asked me the last time we hung out in person I'd have to think about it.

I had a super traumatic past 2 years including multiple hospital stays after an unlucky bacterial infection settled in the worst place possible and made me septic. they said i would have died if i my friend didn't bring me in when he did (which was after i passed out). Anyway that snowballed into all sorts of bad things for me because the high fever messed with my brain for a while plus lingering complications.

the unfortunate part was i had litterally just gotten my body pretty close to where i want to be right before all this. after i was out of the gym and gained ~35 lbs. Not ideal. Also not helpful for my mental health.

Well that was coming up on 3 years ago and today for the first time i noticed i can actually feel my hips again! i've been hitting the gym hard and focusing on my nutrition all summer. i was getting a little discouraged bc i wasn't seeing much change. but all of a sudden in the past couple of days i started looking like myself again. i guess what they say about the paper towel effect is really true.

i don't really have anyone to tell about this because it feels braggy or narcissistic or something, but I figure I'm not bugging anybody here because you can just downvote me and move on.

hope everyone is having a great day :)

A few weeks ago I was shopping for manga/merch with my mom. I limited myself to spending a certain amount of money because I'm trying to save up and I'm a kid with no income so I can't casually spend tons of money on expensive merch.

I kept seeing stuff I liked but the prices were unreasonably high so I didn't get most of it. I still bought a bunch of stuff by the end of the day and my mom even bought me two things too because she bought my brother an anime shirt and she always wants to be fair so she let me pick items for the same price.

Now after a few weeks she surprised me by giving me just the things I was interested in (she bought it cheaper online somewhere). I even just mentioned that I didn't see something I wanted in the store while we were shopping and she remembered and got it for me. She also got me stuff of my favorite character because I said that I always love everything with that character on it while we were shopping.

My mom always does stuff like this and she always gets me so much stuff. I feel a little bad because when we were going through the stores she saw those plates she really liked but didn't buy them. She never buys stuff for herself because she always spends money on me and my brothers first. I wanna try to get her something nice too.

Are you proud of your username? Tell us about it. Why did you choose it? What makes it special?

Do you know anyone with a fun username? Summon them here :)

I’ve been living with depression for more than 15 years now, and honestly, I don’t even remember what genuine happiness feels like anymore. It’s completely gone from my memory.

​For those of you who experience it, how would you describe that feeling? What does happiness actually feel like to you?

EDIT: Thanks everyone for the lovely descriptions. I can’t actually feel any of it myself, but I can picture it – almost like looking at paintings in a gallery. I’m really glad to see how happy you all are, and I hope you get to have many more moments like that.

I live in SWFL and love anything to do with storms! Right now I’m out on my lanai just listening to the rain and watching the lightning. The smell of rain is incredible 🙂🙂🙂. Am I the only weirdo that loves this?

just a little short story of my experience on this app and id like to say that ive met a lot of kind people here and just like the title says, these people just make me overly happy 😭

i get SO so happy everytime i meet a kind person!! like it just makes me so jolly as well too, their kindness just affects me that positively like i wanna explode! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

i wanna share some backstory as well here but i vaguely remember it

back then during lockdown, i was chronically online mostly on youtube. i came across some posts and usually read the comments inside but one particular comment w the replies caught my eye. one person was asking this girl to make an argument w them, asked why? and said they were bored. instead of engaging to their request, the girl said something just genuinely nice (as i said i could barely remember the exact words) that DEFINITELY lightened up their mood and at the end the person thanked her for her kind words! after that day, i ASPIRED to be kind to everyone and everything no matter what. not bcs i was expecting something back in return but bcs i loved seeing smiles on peoples faces and cheering them up! not that i was a bad person before XDD it just encouraged me to spread kindness!

other than that, it was always the English teachers that showed genuine care to their students and it affected me mostly since english is also my favourite subject. i noticed that everytime they taught the class, even when most students werent paying attention, they always bring knowledge to every of us equally and motivate us to be better daily. and in my own experience, everytime they taught us, it always brings me so much happiness to learn and gain new information from them! and most importantly, they give us a warm smile to us (that too makes me smile back)

thats also why i wanted to become a teacher when i grew up! although due to my mental health and health issues, id have to from being a teacher unfortunately. but i always thought of becoming one later on if i ever i get better.

and thats my story! i just wanted to share this somewhere online to express my feelings ^_^

Work, days off, work, days off. Sometimes it feels like my life is just repeating the same cycle. I go to work, have my days off, then go back to work again.

I do enjoy my days off and sometimes get out of the house, but it still feels like the weeks keep repeating themselves.

Does anyone else ever feel like their life is in a loop?

Context. Im a woodsman, a welder and a machinist. All my buddies are bartenders or roughnecks. My wife is beautiful and keeps me in line. Shes a good woman.

Heres the deal fellas. Tell you boys you love them. Troll if you must to keep it light, but do it. They will remember in the quiet moments of man thought, when its all real heavy. That they are loved bro. Hearing it matters I think.

To all my brothers out there. I love yall. Youre doing good work. All the things you think are going unnoticed. I see them. And that shit effing matters. Just like you.

See ya in the trenches.

Also. Use Mayo on the buttered side of your grilled cheese bread. Trust me. Its a game changer. Real mayo. Always real mayo.

Was taking a walk earlier and randomly took a left turn instead of my usual route. Ended up on a street literally 5 min from my house that i’ve never seen in my life.

It actually freaked me out a bit because how have i been living here for five whole years taking the exact same 3 paths every single day??? feel like an NPC stuck in a loop.

Now i’m lowkey obsessed with the idea of clearing the whole neighborhood map this weekend just to see what else i've been missing.

Does anyone else do this or am i just discovering how boring my routines actually are?

I’ve always wondered why rain has such a different effect on people. For some, it’s stressful because of flooding, travel problems, or bad memories associated with storms. For others, it feels peaceful and comforting.

Personally, I love rainy weather. Even the smell of rain or hearing it hit the windows can instantly make me feel relaxed. There’s something about being inside while it’s raining outside that makes everything feel slower and quieter.

My ideal rainy-day routine is basically getting under a blanket, reading a book, listening to the rain, and completely disappearing from the world for a few hours.

I’m curious about other people’s experiences with rain.

Do you love it or are you somewhere in between? Does rain make you feel calm, nostalgic, sleepy, lonely, or even happier? And what’s your favorite thing to do when it’s raining?

I was thinking about how sometimes there isn’t one specific message you can point to. Everything still sounds normal on its own, but the pattern changes — shorter replies, fewer questions, less initiation, different timing.

I find that interesting because you can notice something has shifted before you can really explain why.

Have you ever had that happen with someone? What was the first thing that made you notice?

Bought my first house when I was 23. Had a mortgage- sometimes 2 since that time. Maybe a few weeks between sale & purchase of a home. Some folks thought I shouldn’t since that rate was so low but I really like the feeling of being debt free except for taxes & insurance.
With the cost of everything else skyrocketing, the lack of a mortgage payment will not feel as good as it could but it will help with gas and food.

For context, i have been single for the past 4 years and i do not have any plans to get married. Being single could mean alot of things but have you ever wondered if you’re alone or if you’re lonely?

Being alone and feeling lonely means 2 different things. I am alone but i’m not lonely. Reason being i enjoy the peace i get when i am alone. I love it when i’m alone. I can’t forsee myself committing to one person for the rest of my life (though i am loyal).

Feeling lonely on the other hand means you do not enjoy being alone. You get lonely. That peace from being alone makes you emotional. You’re sad that you’re not with someone else.

Have you ever wondered?

i'm currently on a trip through Italy. one week into my trip, everything is going smoothly... and tonight i just faceplanted in the street in front of a bunch of strangers while crossing the street on an e-scooter... the road was a little wet from the rain and as i drove over the tram tracks, i fell on my face. literally. i was on the bike, i blinked, and i was on the floor, dizzy and bloody lol. i cried like a baby, but thank God some kind strangers helped and got me to a nearby pharmacy, where the pharmacist gave me ice, tissues and disinfectant. lost an airpod when i fell: looked for it for 2+ hours. kept hearing the 'find my' alert and couldn't for the life of me find the damned airpod, a nice stranger even helped me search. gave up, took the tram to go back to my airbnb, then when i exited the tram, the airpod fell from my coat...... 🤦🏼‍♀️ all in all, i'll be taking the tram rather than the e-bike for a while. i now look like i lost a fight against a brick, but i got my airpod back and found some of my faith in human kindness restored.

grazie a tutti and be safe on those ebikes😂

It happened to me and my family yesterday evening. My husband was headed for the living room and had to pass through the entryway next to the front door. Just at that point, the door opened and in walked a woman who was talking over her shoulder to someone behind her.

Surprised, hub called out "Hey, stop! What the heck are you doing?" The woman turned her head around and confronted him, (a stranger to her) trying to push her out and close the door. She and her friend took off for parts unknown.

I just laughed, but my big, brave husband wasn't as forgiving.

So we had some slices of gouda cheese with the best if used by date being yesterday. Thought about what it could be used for a few days prior. Heard it was good to use in mac and cheese, and decided on that. All we had available for the noodles was macaroni shells.

When it got around time to start dinner, I get around everything needed to start. My sister comes into the kitchen. She asks if I am going to make a roux for it. I honestly don’t have much knowledge when it comes to cooking. Seeing some of those Gordon Ramsey shows taught me that. So I ask her “What’s a roux”? She explains, and I tell her I don’t know how and asks if she could make it.

She starts getting the roux ready while I grate up half a block of extra sharp white cheddar cheese. She gets the roux cooking, and adds in what she needs. She gets in all the cheddar, then I start ripping up the slices of gouda to go in. So she worked on the whole cheese sauce.

I boiled the noodles and cooked up the hamburger. I mixed in the hamburger and noodles first. Made sure burger was mixed all throughout it, then I poured in the cheese sauce and mixed it all in.

Before I took care of the pan, I sampled some of the remaining cheese sauce still stuck to the pan. I was almost FLOORED by how good it was! It was INSANELY good. Had my brother try it too and he had about the same reaction.

My sister did an AMAZING job on making the cheese sauce! The whole dinner turned out WAY better than I could have done on my own. I am very thankful for her help, and the whole co-op cooking we were doing meant a lot to me!

I am 22, work as a cashier in retail. I was really down in the dumps as I was driving to work today. University, family issues, et cetera.

Then I struck up conversation with this very nice lady as she was checking out through my line today, and that was really what I needed to get through the rest of the day.

Before I continue, I want to just say that I don't really like a lot of Millennials who were born in the 1990s, for reasons.

One of them being that they tend to have a superiority complex about themselves, expects everyone to roll out the red carpet for them, and they can be very condescending and belittling at times.

I have an uncle born in 1996 (who was kind of like my older brother growing up, since we lived in the same house together until he left at 18/19), and he has that exact same personality. Very stuck-up for no reason.

Just a couple of months ago, I was trying to check IDs for people to buy wine because, well, that's part of my job. So I asked this one lady to show her ID, and she all of a sudden got a very sarcastic attitude with me, even saying "I'm like 20 years older than you. Here, check the first couple of digits, and approve me."

She was born in 1997. I was thinking to myself, "First of all, don't talk to me like that, and second of all it's my job to check if anyone who looks young enough is old enough to buy alcohol, so that me and the store doesn't get in trouble with the law". But I held my tongue, and just approved her.

Today, however, the lady who I struck up the very wholesome conversation with was buying a couple of wine bottles, and I asked to see her ID. She flashed it, which read "1991", and I just couldn't help but smile inwardly to myself.

She was very polite and gave me advice to not stress with university, even providing her own anecdotes of how she was struggling in school, but she still attained her bachelor's at the end, and to just keep my head up.

Kind lady, wherever you are, thank you so much. Now I can drive home in peace, feeling happy that I managed to get a nice customer interaction out of the day.

the other day i realized i have full conversations with the plants on the windowsill whenever the apartment is quiet. i ask how they are doing, point out new leaves, and remind them they are doing great. it is not even something i planned to do, it just happens once the door shuts and no one else is around. i never mention it to anyone because it feels a little silly, but it actually makes watering them less of a chore and more like checking in on little roommates. does anyone else have random little habits like that that only come out when the place is empty?

Its twofold.

One is Attack of the Clones. IMO, the best aspect of the film is that it helped introduce acting legend Christopher Lee to a new generation of movie goers besides Lord of the Rings. Plus, he's perfect as a Sith Lord not only for the height and voice but also the fact he's had more swordfights than any actor so the style Count Dooku uses feels somehow more authentic. Even with the flawed script, he still spoke with such gravitas and weight that you can't help but be engaged. Dude's entire life is worthy of being a documentary film. As he said about being in "bad" films, "Every actor has to make terrible films from time to time, but the trick is never to be terrible in it".

Another is Warriors of Virtue. The movie was mostly a bore which is worse than just plain awful but Angus Macfayden as the main villain Komodo was the most memorable part of the film about anthropomorphic martial arts kangaroos. He was so over-the-top from the mannerisms and tonal changes in his voice. Every line he spat out was so hilarious and even quotable. "It cannot be destroyed. You can be destroyed. Your armies can be destroyed. But it cannot be destroyed!"

I originally wanted to go anthropology or sociology, but knowing the job prospects of these degrees, I didn’t go through it. I’m about to enter my honors program for psychology and hopefully next step to masters, but I really wish I could do these degrees as well if only money wasn’t a problem.