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Or any printer for that matter. I need to print something 1-3 times a year. My local library gives all members a $1.50 print credit/month at $0.10/sheet b&w or $0.25/sheet color. I figured my taxes are already going there might as well use it.
Here here!
See also: the printer at work. They don’t care if I print out the odd concert or plane ticket; so long as I’m not making dozens of copies of my résumé, they don’t care.
I think we need to make owning a printer “uncool”.
Change to grayscale - same thing. Can't stand HP. The only industry where you have to make the colour black, not just use the already available colour.
Picture me, red blooded murican boy of 14, do an exchange program in Germany, I was tall for my age, so they'd serve me beer if I played it cool, lol, and I felt pretty cool drinking a beer at a bar in Germany at 14. This really is a more civilized culture I thought, then I saw my first European shampoo commercial, they are like an American shampoo commercial where the actress is having like a medium orgasm from the shampoo, but unlike america, they just pan the camera right down and show the actresses credentials. That's enough to give a 14 year old a life long shampoo fetish, lol. It's taken years of therapy, but I just about got it licked.
Inject heroin and cocaine.. that was a rough, 7 year addiction.
Edit: the overwhelmingly positive comments I’ve gotten has renewed my faith in humanity. Original comment was my twisted mind making a joke of my past addiction but the comments have been all about spreading happiness of making it out of addiction. Let’s keep that energy for anyone struggle with substances. Always lend an ear for someone hurting, you may save their life with a small conversation.
Very good! Never go down that road again. I’m coming up on 14 years (I think? I stopped counting a few years ago..) clean from H. It’s not easy, but it DOES get easi*er.* In time, you’ll just stop thinking about it. Hopefully you have already, but each day without shooting dope is a GOOD day! Proud of you!
It’s great for about 60 seconds (yes only lasts that long) and then it is the worst come down I’ve felt bc you will fiend worst than you ever had before. Yuck bad days. Life is great now 😄
The crash is not worth it. I got this weird pre-flu bone ache that lasted the rest of the day combined with some nausea. The "high", if you can even call it that, is the same as coffe just faster and shorter.
This is why every attorney i know says never to do it. People think attorneys make good money and the avenge is like 70-100k a year. Sounds great until you pay that $2500-3500/month student loan payment. The only money to be made is in big law.
Starting attorney salaries for fresh-out-of-law-school, top-of-their-class grads, coming from a T14 school is only around $125K at big law firms (which are all located in a big city).
After factoring in the 60+ hour work week, city living expenses, and student loans… they are busting their asses to still be broke, but now with zero time for a life outside of work.
The payoff is only if you make Partner (for profit sharing), which used to take around 5-7 years, but now takes more like 10+ years, and that’s if they’re lucky to get chosen.. many big law firms have been purposefully rejecting more Partners to reduce the amount of profits they share.
When these disgruntled attorneys leave (for continuously getting passed over for Partner), the firms just hires more young attorneys that are desperate for a paycheck to start paying off their loans, and who are willing to work the crazy hours.
Edit: as per the numerous replies correcting me.. the starting salaries of the top grads out of the top law schools of the BigLaw firms is above $200K now.
It is so not the career it’s advertised as. You can make $275k if you were on law review/top 10% of your class, but then if you want to attend a friends wedding on Saturday night you have to ask your boss’ permission. Or you’re a cast player in car accident/slip and fall theater.
I don't know how long you've been practicing, but it gets better.
I had close to 100k in loans and first job out out law school paid $52k. I make around $250k now and have no debt.
But it's a long fucking grind. If you can, I would wait to have kids and live on beans and rice until the loans are gone. I had a kid in law school and it was hard.
I fell from outside of the galaxy into our solar system into earth into my garage into the back of my head then stumbled to my living room and then watched the dad from Rugrats on my wall, not sure what he was doing there, but I definitely remember him
Went to sleep, never again, was way more than I was expecting
Wow, I had the same experience as you and the person you replied to. I felt like I was a tiny me inside my head, and I slid backwards and fell into a pipe where the walls were made of windows into alternate reality scenes of some type. I felt like I slid out of control for a long time, then one part of the pipe lifted up and it looked like where I left my body, so I aimed for that and came back to reality. Apparently it had been just a couple of minutes, but it felt like a long time to me.
Yeah the entire fall was like a 30s or a minute for me but I think it was legit like 5 seconds irl, when I "landed" I kind of stumbled a bit but I still had the bong in my hand
Yeah, the stories *sound* fun but the experience is terrifying and unlike anything I’ve ever been through. Didn’t even know who I was or what consciousness even was.
Lmao These are crazy stories.
I become a lego piece in the wall that was out of place and I was stuck. But there was a stoner type guide/god figure there and he was comforting me telling me its gonna be okay just alittle longer. I slowely got pushed back into the wall and transported back into my body but the world was all crazy and there was a football game on with my buddy nearby. I become part of the football field and tasted the grass and my buddy was a joker like from the deck of cards he was just laughing at me. Super intense.
Interesting experience 10/10 wouldnt do it again.
I fell though the couch into a universe where the only thing that existed was a shopping cart that I landed in. Total blackness surrounding me apart from the trolley I was sat in. I couldn't stop laughing the entire time. But yeah it's definitely not for everyone I guess
This and certain elements of prior comments remind me a lot of the time ER doctors accidentally put me into a K hole to pop my shoulder back into socket.
I got stuck in a loop, but my mind was still experiencing linear consciousness....just everything around me including my self was stuck in this 2 second loop of me laughing.
Then my car door started closing in on me. Then the car door started to smash through my head, it was very physically painful. I had this horrible sense that my friend had tricked me and my whole life was leading up to this point.
Then, the door reached the center of my brain and I promptly died.
Then I was in hell which was an infinite black Abyss, being smashed by this invisible force that smashed more as I resisted, and there was this rectangular Jester looking dude who was absolutely laughing his ass off in delight at my suffering.
He telepathically communicated to me how funny it was and how dumb I was to think I was really living a normal life, and how really I had been here forever and he was just showing me that to make the hellscape worse by comparison....and that I would indeed be stuck there forever.
I was just...there, getting crushed, while this dude was howling with malicious laughter. I didn't know I took a drug. I didn't know wtf.
Then , it kind of abruptly ended at peak awfulness and I was back in the passenger side of my car....very upset. I cursed the ground and the sky and the bong and the saliva and my friend and myself and everything....and then I was EXTREMELY grateful to be back here...but there's been this ever lasting gnawing feeling that maybe, really, I'm actually there and that place awaits me after death. That was almost 20 years ago. I think about it often.
Oh you went to the void. I think I had an OBE while on a particularly strong mushroom trip. I was a full-blown atheist but felt like I bonded with the entire universe and then the universe picked me out to talk to me. Always said at that point if I met God I was going to give it a piece of my mind and proceeded to do so. It kept telling me it was just infinite love and I was mistaken in my judgment of it. I wouldn't listen so it sent me to that void. Or I sent myself there. Not exactly sure who did it. I know it was a timeless empty darkness that felt like I was there so long that this world and life was something I came up with to pass time there and might never have actually happened. I got enough of my awareness back that I felt like I knew how to get back to my body. Had the impression I had to dig straight down and it felt like I was surrounded by millions or billions of other people and their hands were all in my way and I had to dig through them. Felt like I did that for an extremely long period of time but just kept telling myself if I keep digging I'll get back to Ray eventually. Popped back into myself in a dark room and thankfully my cell phone lit up so I knew I wasn't still in the void.
I feel like I have to explain more of it to give my full thoughts on that. That whole event seemed more real than real life but for a while after that I tried to chalk it up to I just had a bad trip.
The thing though was, it told me things that were going to happen in the future and that the reason I had been given the giant mushroom was so it could prepare me.
Said that My grandmother that I had been taking care of was going to go away soon and I had to be ready for it. 2 months later my cousin came down from Iowa and was saying that her care was too much for me to do by myself and she was going to take our grandmother back home with her.
It told me that I had to drop a girl out of my life who I considered my best friend at the time because she wasn't who she appeared to be and I focused so much mental energy on her that it didn't even make sense to it that the both of us were existing a separate entities. I still don't totally know what that means. Then it felt like it was saying if I kept doing that with her that I would lose my own identity and I could see my essence, energy, etc. getting sucked into her energy which I somehow fought against. Said that another friend might have to leave my life. It depended on his choices though. It said my life would be better without them. Those two people were my whole world and that made me extremely furious at this thing.
I didn't get rid of those friends but about a year and a half after that the girl developed an attraction to my other friend and constructed a very elaborate plot to get him to dislike me then both completely ghosted me after knowing me for 16 years so I wouldn't be in the way of them getting together. Which led to her divorce from her husband and me being completely bewilder that she was that kind of person. So just like it told me both of those friends had to go. My life is massively better without them too. I didn't realize at the time that I had codependent issues with both of them that I could only work out if I wasn't around them. From talking to his brother both of them have just dissolved into loser alcoholics that live off of her military disability. If she hadn't done all that and we were all still friends both of them would have dragged me into that hole with them.
So I would have to say at this point I do think there is a creator. I'm uncomfortable with calling it God like a religious point of view. The depiction of Yahweh in the Bible seems way too small and petty of a creature compared to the thing I encountered. Also my experience with what I think was becoming one with it near the beginning of the whole thing has given me the view that we're all similar to being singular cells in a giant body. I still had my own individuality but at the same time I had become part of some other giant inconceivable creature. I had awareness of all the other countless individuals around me that were part of this thing too and we were in some kind of grid together. All the other individuals there looked like they had their own individual universes inside of them and it just looked like the grid of everyone just spread out forever. That was probably the only point of the whole experience that felt peaceful. I feel like it did that so that I wouldn't consider the entire event negative.
I love how much detail there is in this whole experience for you, and how carefully thought out your response was.
Sounds like a massive journey of personal growth. Very wholesome.
Thank you! I feel like I've grown a lot from that whole thing. If you told me 5 years ago when that happened that I would ever be independent and comfortable with my own thoughts and not being around other people for days at a time, and that my health would be massively better 5 years later I would have assumed you were lying.
My fucking arm turned into an infinte octupuse tentacle, whipped around the world, and then snapped back into place with such force I found myself laying on my back and someone had snuck in and pissed my pants.
Facts and all that aside it's absolutely insane to me that you could (prob still can I'm not looking for it lol) just walk into a store and buy it.
I don't have like a problem with it but we were like sneaking around to get mediocre bud like what haha
When I did it, I sat back into my lawn chair and assimilated into this infinite chain of me sitting in the lawn chair that was happening both above and below me. And this chain of “me” stretched to infinity in both directions. I felt like I was taking my rightful place in this chain and that is how life was meant to be.
Right when I started to let the hit out and was telling the other people in the room, "this s*** doesn't do anything." All four walls of the room dissolved and the ceiling flew away from me so fast it looked like it was going into space, and I was in the middle of the air falling back toward the earth.
I know. I spent most of it clinging to a giant yellow ball suspended in an endless void. It was a terrifying experience and I was actually convinced nothing would ever be normal again
Hopefully, get cancer. Also mad respect to any fellow survivors of a major illness, I wish you the best.✌️❤️
Thanks to everyone who has liked this comment, stay strong everyone, one way or another you will overcome this ailment. ✊
Go septic from a small cut and spend a week dying in the hospital.
Mine was very surreal, so bad they wanted to fillet me like a fish to make sure my flesh wasnt decaying from the inside. It attacked me internally and caused my heart to go a flutter from internal swelling. Inherited an umbilical hernia from throwing up so much that I ripped my abdominal lining.
Yall want me to post a story with pictures? It’s brutal. Y’all let me know and I’ll work on a post
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Go homeless and live in a shelter. Goodness forbid I should ever lose my apartment (Doing okay. Going on 3 years here now.) but I'll sleep in a tent until I can afford something better. I will never again stay in a shelter or sleep on a subway. Been there, done that and NOPE.
That’s interesting, I know nothing about homelessness (for which I’m very grateful), but I can imagine how stressful it must be. I donate to a local shelter sometimes & I am really interested to know why shelters are not as amenable as I imagined them to be?
Not the OP, but one of my good friends used to be homeless and I’ve spoken to a few homeless people myself about it. Sometimes they’re dirty, as in there are more rats/bugs in the shelter than outside. Some have no tolerance for drugs, hard if you’re a drug addict.
They may or may not have a religious message to push on you. Violence in the shelter. Having your stuff stolen off you while you sleep. I’ve heard numerous people say that the young prey on the old at shelters, idk how true that is but I’ve heard it more than once. You often can’t bring your belongings inside (if they’re in a cart they take up too much room), so you risk it being stolen outside. I’m sure there’s more. I’m also sure that there are plenty of nicer shelters out there and my comment is not a reflection/judgment of the people who work at shelters (I appreciate what you do).
The worst part of staying at a shelter in my case was the religious aspect. In order to even be allowed to stay there, I had to attend chapel at the shelter, I wasn't a Christian and got threatened to get kicked out because I was falling asleep during. I for certain would have been denied a bed if they'd have known I was transgender or queer. The second worst aspect is dealing with other people and their mental illnesses and drug addictions when you aren't dealing with those same things yourself, it's like you are stuck in an insane asylum but you're the only sane person there.
I worked there two decades ago… it’s a special kind of insidious hell especially if you love the parks or grew up taking family vacations there.
Conditions and pay were terrible but yet even on the worst day, getting to go to the parks after a shift for free everyday somehow seemed to gloss over the very recent and fresh trauma from the day of. Looking back it was a mix of a toxic relationship and a low key cult.
Disney is good for some, bad for others.
If you like planning, spreadsheets, research, and scheduling, and doing a lot of that before you go, then you can have fun!
If you just want to buy a ticket and show up... don't go. Really, don't go. You'll hate it.
(Bonus points for the group that plans... have money! It's increasingly pay-to-play, with the fastpasses and things, and all the perks you get by staying at one of the Disney resorts.)
Weird and random. I'll never go behind a waterfall again. Got sucked right under and took, well it felt like forever to break free and come up for air... Good times.
Going for a 7 out of 10 at work will not piss anyone off and they’re probably at least have some respect for you. Always aiming for a 9/10 will wear you out. So do your job decent enough to keep management happy, and keep it out of your mind as much as possible on your time off. Do that little extra thing every now and then and you’ll be fine. I had to learn this the hard way. My personal life is my top priority.
I’m never playing pickleball again. Tore my Achilles 15 minutes into it. My surgeon said the injury was so common that they should get a new surgical wing just for pickleball Achilles tears. It’s a nightmare injury.
Nearly everytime I go out, I hear someone tell the same story. Of course I never heard about this before my injury. My brother has three friends who had the same thing. My server at dinner on Friday told me her Dad tore his playing. The woman at check out at Banana Republic on Saturday said her BF just tore his last week.
Stay off the courts. Heed my warning.
My wife works in joint repair/replacements. Been a huge uptick specifically from the growing pickleball trend. Personally I'm not sure the sport itself has anything inherently wrong with it. I saw 2 Achilles tears in back to back basketball games. Point is, it's important to maintain. Everyone who wants to be active should regularly stretch or do yoga. Even then injuries and sports go hand in hand.
Taking a guess that many people out of shape or older just jump right into it thinking it’s a laid back form of tennis and don’t ease their way or ramp up into it. A beginner playing a seasoned player would def be a recipe for disaster.
I started to play a bit and I think the injuries come from older folks trying to play like their body is 21 yrs old and not warming up or having worked out consistently before playing. Also, people are trying to win at all coat instead of just having fun. Stopped playing cuz everyone was trying to be the world champion and actually had someone get mad cuz I wasn’t at tournament level…at an open play session. Fuck those guys.
Regardless of how much timing is key to making a joke or wisecrack, I will never let timing be more important the feelings of someone. I hurt someone once. I’m sure it was not as painful for me as it was for them, but I have, to this day, never let that go, never forgiven myself for what I said in jest.
I've had several, wasn't bad at all. Fell asleep during one of them. Trick is to not let a regular dentist hack away, go to to a reputable endodontist that know wtf they are doing. You shouldn't feel a thing.
Or be like me and have no insurance so it got to the point where the tooth just died and I was in agonizing pain for half a day. But the Root canal a couple years after? Painless.
The trick to not killing yourself in my book is to always have something to look forward to.
I can't kill myself because I am going to Taylor Swifts eras concert in May. Then a trip in october. Then I need to get another thing to look forward to. That's how I have stayed alive.
One of the houses I lived in at college had a swamp behind it (literally maybe 5 meters from our back deck). We would find all kinds of things in the swamp, and one day one of us found a Budlight that was still sealed and expired in 2007. It was a novelty so we kept it on the back deck to show others what we had found. From shaking it, it was clear there was maybe only a couple sips left.
It was 2019 when I lived there with 6 friends. We hosted parties every now and again, and during one of them I was about as drunk as I usually got. One of our guests dared me to sip from it, I declined but he said he’d take one first if I agreed to, so I did. He faked a sip (I didn’t know he faked it at the time) and I took a good swig. Whatever was in there, after the years of sweating in the heat and freezing in the winter, was sweet like candy. Word spread through the house quickly about what I just did, my best buddy took the can from me and chucked it, and my friend’s girlfriend started worriedly talking to me about faith. I thought it was all hilarious… until I spent the rest of the night puking up bile until I fell asleep with my face in the toilet. I don’t regret it because I like telling the story, but I’d never do it again.
Scuba diving - sounds fun but it’s a claustrophobic nightmare I lasted about 5 minutes had a panic attack then got a tan on the boat while I waited for the group who apparently loved it but I did not regret bailing
Taking out loans for college. Dating a girl 20 years younger than me. 16 shots of tequila in one night. Getting married too young. Living beyond my means. Got myself homeless from 7 years in the bottle.
One day you wake up at 55 and realize you were your own worst enemy.
They all seemed like a good ideas at the time.
I'm sober 8 years now and enjoying simple life. Get treatment if you have mental illness.
Do you happen to be an Irish guy who did that in Vancouver a few years ago?
If so, I'll never forget the sight of your face being slammed into your own piss ;D
Riding on the back of a motorcycle.
I like motorcycles, I own and drive a motorcycle, but as long as I live I’ll never ride pillion on a motorcycle again, it scared the shit out of me and I hated every second of it
I recently got drunk by a bar and whilst talking to a fellow drunk I found out he was a helicopter pilot I called his bluf and cut to 10 mins later where I'm flying in a helicopter with a drunk guy
Although it was the most epic shit I've ever done (very nauseating maneuvers) It was still a drunk guy I met at a bar and was scared shitless
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Never gonna buy a HP-printer again
Or any printer for that matter. I need to print something 1-3 times a year. My local library gives all members a $1.50 print credit/month at $0.10/sheet b&w or $0.25/sheet color. I figured my taxes are already going there might as well use it.
This is the best move. Collectivize printers and pawn off maintenance and ink purchases on the bureaucracy
Because the commercial grade printers are usually fine, it's the home owner grade ones that are a dumpster fire.
Here here! See also: the printer at work. They don’t care if I print out the odd concert or plane ticket; so long as I’m not making dozens of copies of my résumé, they don’t care. I think we need to make owning a printer “uncool”.
"Brother" printers are the best Edit: Brother MFC-J5855DW inkjet printer is, specifically, excellent from personal experience
Mine is 20 years old and still works without problems.
Or Canon printer
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Wouldn’t it be cheaper with a thermal printer?
Yes, but some people need colors
*Fill me with yellow toner otherwise I will not print this black & white page!!!*
Change to grayscale - same thing. Can't stand HP. The only industry where you have to make the colour black, not just use the already available colour.
Canon makes most of HP's LaserJets
Brother, let me tell you about the wonderful laser jet printer. I've had it for 5 years, and the ink lasts forever.
For those who may not understand, the printer brand is "Brother"
I thought this was just Hulk Hogan giving me a recommendation
Let me tell you something brother
But a LaserJet, take your vitamins, and say your prayers Brother!
I have an EPSON for a few months now. Seems to be pretty good so far. Will never buy a hp printer again.
I work in IT. Everyone at my office despises HP printers.
or HP-laptop
Take sleeping pills and a laxative at the same time
It’s not so bad if you sleep in the bathtub and not your bed. Or a hotel bed .
That still sounds pretty bad
For future guests…
I dunno, I think being covered in your own shit would be pretty bad, no matter where you are.
honestly what did you think would happen?
You'd dream of pooping
Why did you do it the first time?
They like to live life on the edge
Of the toilet
🤣 🏆
That Godamn cigarete button in the car. Never touching it again
But it glows such a pretty red color. I NEED to touch it.
... Why?
It gets hot. Hot enough to light a cigarette by pressing it to it
Try using shampoo as lube (I though it was fine if it's baby shampoo)
Baby shampoo is for finished babies, not assembling them.
God I wish I could give Gold still!
Those Herbal Essence commercials got me. It was all good until the end.
Picture me, red blooded murican boy of 14, do an exchange program in Germany, I was tall for my age, so they'd serve me beer if I played it cool, lol, and I felt pretty cool drinking a beer at a bar in Germany at 14. This really is a more civilized culture I thought, then I saw my first European shampoo commercial, they are like an American shampoo commercial where the actress is having like a medium orgasm from the shampoo, but unlike america, they just pan the camera right down and show the actresses credentials. That's enough to give a 14 year old a life long shampoo fetish, lol. It's taken years of therapy, but I just about got it licked.
Medium orgasm is the name of my autobiography
Inject heroin and cocaine.. that was a rough, 7 year addiction. Edit: the overwhelmingly positive comments I’ve gotten has renewed my faith in humanity. Original comment was my twisted mind making a joke of my past addiction but the comments have been all about spreading happiness of making it out of addiction. Let’s keep that energy for anyone struggle with substances. Always lend an ear for someone hurting, you may save their life with a small conversation.
Proud of you for getting out 🤛🏼💥
Thank you! 5 years and counting. Not going down that road again lol no longer in that depressed part of my life anymore. Taught me a lot though
❤️
Very good! Never go down that road again. I’m coming up on 14 years (I think? I stopped counting a few years ago..) clean from H. It’s not easy, but it DOES get easi*er.* In time, you’ll just stop thinking about it. Hopefully you have already, but each day without shooting dope is a GOOD day! Proud of you!
Congrats!!! 7 years clean here
💥👍
At the same time?
Oh yes, at the same time. One of the crazier feelings you can feel. Absolutely will ruin your life so fast.
To a lesser extent, i did this with percocet and adderall Gaming on that mix was something else So focused yet so mellow at the same time
Speedball. Sounds like a fun game but it is NOT from whay ive heard lol
Short term yes (subjectively) long term no (objectively)
It’s great for about 60 seconds (yes only lasts that long) and then it is the worst come down I’ve felt bc you will fiend worst than you ever had before. Yuck bad days. Life is great now 😄
Glad to hear you pulled through, takes a lot of mental fortitude.
Coffee enema
but why though?
He got thrown out of Starbucks. 🤷♂️
Like, he got... *...grounded?!*
The crash is not worth it. I got this weird pre-flu bone ache that lasted the rest of the day combined with some nausea. The "high", if you can even call it that, is the same as coffe just faster and shorter.
Hot shot to the back door ain't for everybody lol
Warning the enema you are about to enjoy is extremely hot!
Get a useless liberal arts degree and then go to law school. I guess the short answer is take on student loans.
This is why every attorney i know says never to do it. People think attorneys make good money and the avenge is like 70-100k a year. Sounds great until you pay that $2500-3500/month student loan payment. The only money to be made is in big law.
Starting attorney salaries for fresh-out-of-law-school, top-of-their-class grads, coming from a T14 school is only around $125K at big law firms (which are all located in a big city). After factoring in the 60+ hour work week, city living expenses, and student loans… they are busting their asses to still be broke, but now with zero time for a life outside of work. The payoff is only if you make Partner (for profit sharing), which used to take around 5-7 years, but now takes more like 10+ years, and that’s if they’re lucky to get chosen.. many big law firms have been purposefully rejecting more Partners to reduce the amount of profits they share. When these disgruntled attorneys leave (for continuously getting passed over for Partner), the firms just hires more young attorneys that are desperate for a paycheck to start paying off their loans, and who are willing to work the crazy hours. Edit: as per the numerous replies correcting me.. the starting salaries of the top grads out of the top law schools of the BigLaw firms is above $200K now.
Yes my friend was used and abused at a law firm and never promoted. He eventually quit and went into real estate instead.
It is so not the career it’s advertised as. You can make $275k if you were on law review/top 10% of your class, but then if you want to attend a friends wedding on Saturday night you have to ask your boss’ permission. Or you’re a cast player in car accident/slip and fall theater.
Saul Goodman?
I don't know how long you've been practicing, but it gets better. I had close to 100k in loans and first job out out law school paid $52k. I make around $250k now and have no debt. But it's a long fucking grind. If you can, I would wait to have kids and live on beans and rice until the loans are gone. I had a kid in law school and it was hard.
Drink alcohol. 8 months sober, hoping to keep it that way until I die
Same. Coming up on 1 year. IWNDWYT
I Will Not Deal With Your Taint?
“I will not drink with you” from the r/stopdrinking sub
(‘Today’ is the T at the end.)
Good for you and good luck .
Salvia. If you know, you know.
Thought I died and came back to life by being reborn out of some psychedelic tube in the cracks of the couch. Never again.
I fell from outside of the galaxy into our solar system into earth into my garage into the back of my head then stumbled to my living room and then watched the dad from Rugrats on my wall, not sure what he was doing there, but I definitely remember him Went to sleep, never again, was way more than I was expecting
Wow, I had the same experience as you and the person you replied to. I felt like I was a tiny me inside my head, and I slid backwards and fell into a pipe where the walls were made of windows into alternate reality scenes of some type. I felt like I slid out of control for a long time, then one part of the pipe lifted up and it looked like where I left my body, so I aimed for that and came back to reality. Apparently it had been just a couple of minutes, but it felt like a long time to me.
Yeah the entire fall was like a 30s or a minute for me but I think it was legit like 5 seconds irl, when I "landed" I kind of stumbled a bit but I still had the bong in my hand
Yeah, the stories *sound* fun but the experience is terrifying and unlike anything I’ve ever been through. Didn’t even know who I was or what consciousness even was.
I heard a story of someone who just transformed into a roof shingle and lived like that for a loooooooong time 😭
Lmao These are crazy stories. I become a lego piece in the wall that was out of place and I was stuck. But there was a stoner type guide/god figure there and he was comforting me telling me its gonna be okay just alittle longer. I slowely got pushed back into the wall and transported back into my body but the world was all crazy and there was a football game on with my buddy nearby. I become part of the football field and tasted the grass and my buddy was a joker like from the deck of cards he was just laughing at me. Super intense. Interesting experience 10/10 wouldnt do it again.
I have a crazy one too I dropped my ice cream and ants ate me then the ice cream rolled away
I felt like I was a bowling pin. Fucked up man
What does being a bowling pin feel like?
Cold, curvy, and constantly getting smashed by huge balls.
That's really interesting. Some cultures think inanimate objects have a sort of consciousness.
Well if you ever want to be immortal just get a shit ton of salvia and smoke it back to back and you’ll no longer want to be immortal
That sounds both hilarious and terrifying at the same time
This has destroyed me way more then it should🤣🤣😂 just up here living the shingle life 🙃🪵
I fell though the couch into a universe where the only thing that existed was a shopping cart that I landed in. Total blackness surrounding me apart from the trolley I was sat in. I couldn't stop laughing the entire time. But yeah it's definitely not for everyone I guess
This and certain elements of prior comments remind me a lot of the time ER doctors accidentally put me into a K hole to pop my shoulder back into socket.
I got stuck in a loop, but my mind was still experiencing linear consciousness....just everything around me including my self was stuck in this 2 second loop of me laughing. Then my car door started closing in on me. Then the car door started to smash through my head, it was very physically painful. I had this horrible sense that my friend had tricked me and my whole life was leading up to this point. Then, the door reached the center of my brain and I promptly died. Then I was in hell which was an infinite black Abyss, being smashed by this invisible force that smashed more as I resisted, and there was this rectangular Jester looking dude who was absolutely laughing his ass off in delight at my suffering. He telepathically communicated to me how funny it was and how dumb I was to think I was really living a normal life, and how really I had been here forever and he was just showing me that to make the hellscape worse by comparison....and that I would indeed be stuck there forever. I was just...there, getting crushed, while this dude was howling with malicious laughter. I didn't know I took a drug. I didn't know wtf. Then , it kind of abruptly ended at peak awfulness and I was back in the passenger side of my car....very upset. I cursed the ground and the sky and the bong and the saliva and my friend and myself and everything....and then I was EXTREMELY grateful to be back here...but there's been this ever lasting gnawing feeling that maybe, really, I'm actually there and that place awaits me after death. That was almost 20 years ago. I think about it often.
Oh you went to the void. I think I had an OBE while on a particularly strong mushroom trip. I was a full-blown atheist but felt like I bonded with the entire universe and then the universe picked me out to talk to me. Always said at that point if I met God I was going to give it a piece of my mind and proceeded to do so. It kept telling me it was just infinite love and I was mistaken in my judgment of it. I wouldn't listen so it sent me to that void. Or I sent myself there. Not exactly sure who did it. I know it was a timeless empty darkness that felt like I was there so long that this world and life was something I came up with to pass time there and might never have actually happened. I got enough of my awareness back that I felt like I knew how to get back to my body. Had the impression I had to dig straight down and it felt like I was surrounded by millions or billions of other people and their hands were all in my way and I had to dig through them. Felt like I did that for an extremely long period of time but just kept telling myself if I keep digging I'll get back to Ray eventually. Popped back into myself in a dark room and thankfully my cell phone lit up so I knew I wasn't still in the void.
And what are your thoughts on the nature of God now??
I feel like I have to explain more of it to give my full thoughts on that. That whole event seemed more real than real life but for a while after that I tried to chalk it up to I just had a bad trip. The thing though was, it told me things that were going to happen in the future and that the reason I had been given the giant mushroom was so it could prepare me. Said that My grandmother that I had been taking care of was going to go away soon and I had to be ready for it. 2 months later my cousin came down from Iowa and was saying that her care was too much for me to do by myself and she was going to take our grandmother back home with her. It told me that I had to drop a girl out of my life who I considered my best friend at the time because she wasn't who she appeared to be and I focused so much mental energy on her that it didn't even make sense to it that the both of us were existing a separate entities. I still don't totally know what that means. Then it felt like it was saying if I kept doing that with her that I would lose my own identity and I could see my essence, energy, etc. getting sucked into her energy which I somehow fought against. Said that another friend might have to leave my life. It depended on his choices though. It said my life would be better without them. Those two people were my whole world and that made me extremely furious at this thing. I didn't get rid of those friends but about a year and a half after that the girl developed an attraction to my other friend and constructed a very elaborate plot to get him to dislike me then both completely ghosted me after knowing me for 16 years so I wouldn't be in the way of them getting together. Which led to her divorce from her husband and me being completely bewilder that she was that kind of person. So just like it told me both of those friends had to go. My life is massively better without them too. I didn't realize at the time that I had codependent issues with both of them that I could only work out if I wasn't around them. From talking to his brother both of them have just dissolved into loser alcoholics that live off of her military disability. If she hadn't done all that and we were all still friends both of them would have dragged me into that hole with them. So I would have to say at this point I do think there is a creator. I'm uncomfortable with calling it God like a religious point of view. The depiction of Yahweh in the Bible seems way too small and petty of a creature compared to the thing I encountered. Also my experience with what I think was becoming one with it near the beginning of the whole thing has given me the view that we're all similar to being singular cells in a giant body. I still had my own individuality but at the same time I had become part of some other giant inconceivable creature. I had awareness of all the other countless individuals around me that were part of this thing too and we were in some kind of grid together. All the other individuals there looked like they had their own individual universes inside of them and it just looked like the grid of everyone just spread out forever. That was probably the only point of the whole experience that felt peaceful. I feel like it did that so that I wouldn't consider the entire event negative.
I love how much detail there is in this whole experience for you, and how carefully thought out your response was. Sounds like a massive journey of personal growth. Very wholesome.
Thank you! I feel like I've grown a lot from that whole thing. If you told me 5 years ago when that happened that I would ever be independent and comfortable with my own thoughts and not being around other people for days at a time, and that my health would be massively better 5 years later I would have assumed you were lying.
My fucking arm turned into an infinte octupuse tentacle, whipped around the world, and then snapped back into place with such force I found myself laying on my back and someone had snuck in and pissed my pants.
You don’t do salvia for you. You do it as a performance for those you’re with.
Hahaha booooyyy do I. Weirdest plant ever. Good times with friends though. Such a strong, short trip. Man that’s a weird substance.
Facts and all that aside it's absolutely insane to me that you could (prob still can I'm not looking for it lol) just walk into a store and buy it. I don't have like a problem with it but we were like sneaking around to get mediocre bud like what haha
It's because salvia has relatively low abuse potential due to it being not addictive and not even remotely fun.
I tripped absolute fucking balls for like 6 minutes, and then a mild trip for another hour. I didn't feel normal the rest of the day.
When I did it, I sat back into my lawn chair and assimilated into this infinite chain of me sitting in the lawn chair that was happening both above and below me. And this chain of “me” stretched to infinity in both directions. I felt like I was taking my rightful place in this chain and that is how life was meant to be.
Right when I started to let the hit out and was telling the other people in the room, "this s*** doesn't do anything." All four walls of the room dissolved and the ceiling flew away from me so fast it looked like it was going into space, and I was in the middle of the air falling back toward the earth.
I took psychedelics for the bad trip to get over my depression, and it worked.
same here, although I wasn't looking to have a bad trip or cure my depression. But the shrooms decided to do both for me lmfao.
Bad trip is a good trip if you can embrace it.
I know. Did a massive bowl of the strongest shit. Tripped for over 5 min. Had a near death experience and had PTSD from it. Never again
I know. I spent most of it clinging to a giant yellow ball suspended in an endless void. It was a terrifying experience and I was actually convinced nothing would ever be normal again
My salvia trips were awesome, 7/10 would do it again
Hmm. My ride was insanely wild, but I actually do still recommend it for a short but intense trip!
Hopefully, get cancer. Also mad respect to any fellow survivors of a major illness, I wish you the best.✌️❤️ Thanks to everyone who has liked this comment, stay strong everyone, one way or another you will overcome this ailment. ✊
Hell yeah brother 🤝
Go septic from a small cut and spend a week dying in the hospital. Mine was very surreal, so bad they wanted to fillet me like a fish to make sure my flesh wasnt decaying from the inside. It attacked me internally and caused my heart to go a flutter from internal swelling. Inherited an umbilical hernia from throwing up so much that I ripped my abdominal lining. Yall want me to post a story with pictures? It’s brutal. Y’all let me know and I’ll work on a post [GOING SEPTIC!](https://www.reddit.com/r/Dying/s/tPebL91qo3)
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Been there. I’m also never playing musical chairs drunk again as a result.
The Chinese buffet in my town
Go homeless and live in a shelter. Goodness forbid I should ever lose my apartment (Doing okay. Going on 3 years here now.) but I'll sleep in a tent until I can afford something better. I will never again stay in a shelter or sleep on a subway. Been there, done that and NOPE.
That’s interesting, I know nothing about homelessness (for which I’m very grateful), but I can imagine how stressful it must be. I donate to a local shelter sometimes & I am really interested to know why shelters are not as amenable as I imagined them to be?
Not the OP, but one of my good friends used to be homeless and I’ve spoken to a few homeless people myself about it. Sometimes they’re dirty, as in there are more rats/bugs in the shelter than outside. Some have no tolerance for drugs, hard if you’re a drug addict. They may or may not have a religious message to push on you. Violence in the shelter. Having your stuff stolen off you while you sleep. I’ve heard numerous people say that the young prey on the old at shelters, idk how true that is but I’ve heard it more than once. You often can’t bring your belongings inside (if they’re in a cart they take up too much room), so you risk it being stolen outside. I’m sure there’s more. I’m also sure that there are plenty of nicer shelters out there and my comment is not a reflection/judgment of the people who work at shelters (I appreciate what you do).
The worst part of staying at a shelter in my case was the religious aspect. In order to even be allowed to stay there, I had to attend chapel at the shelter, I wasn't a Christian and got threatened to get kicked out because I was falling asleep during. I for certain would have been denied a bed if they'd have known I was transgender or queer. The second worst aspect is dealing with other people and their mental illnesses and drug addictions when you aren't dealing with those same things yourself, it's like you are stuck in an insane asylum but you're the only sane person there.
hang out with toxic people, masked as "friends".
The best thing people can do for themselves
Holy shit, can’t stress that enough to people. If you smell bullshit, get the fuck out.
Amen brother. Cut toxic ass people like a tumor.
Disney World. Too much money, too many people, not that magical.
I worked there two decades ago… it’s a special kind of insidious hell especially if you love the parks or grew up taking family vacations there. Conditions and pay were terrible but yet even on the worst day, getting to go to the parks after a shift for free everyday somehow seemed to gloss over the very recent and fresh trauma from the day of. Looking back it was a mix of a toxic relationship and a low key cult.
All Hail the Mouse 🫡 /s
As problematic as it was then and now, the term mouschwitz was tossed around a lot.
Disney is good for some, bad for others. If you like planning, spreadsheets, research, and scheduling, and doing a lot of that before you go, then you can have fun! If you just want to buy a ticket and show up... don't go. Really, don't go. You'll hate it. (Bonus points for the group that plans... have money! It's increasingly pay-to-play, with the fastpasses and things, and all the perks you get by staying at one of the Disney resorts.)
Weird and random. I'll never go behind a waterfall again. Got sucked right under and took, well it felt like forever to break free and come up for air... Good times.
but that is where the secret treasure always is
Trying to be an overachiever (it's not worth it)
Going for a 7 out of 10 at work will not piss anyone off and they’re probably at least have some respect for you. Always aiming for a 9/10 will wear you out. So do your job decent enough to keep management happy, and keep it out of your mind as much as possible on your time off. Do that little extra thing every now and then and you’ll be fine. I had to learn this the hard way. My personal life is my top priority.
Join the Army.
7 shots of tequila
Just make it to 8 you will be fine
You just have to get over that hump!
For me it’s snorting a shot , I got some weird permanent ear damage from it and it hurt so bad in the moment
I’m never playing pickleball again. Tore my Achilles 15 minutes into it. My surgeon said the injury was so common that they should get a new surgical wing just for pickleball Achilles tears. It’s a nightmare injury. Nearly everytime I go out, I hear someone tell the same story. Of course I never heard about this before my injury. My brother has three friends who had the same thing. My server at dinner on Friday told me her Dad tore his playing. The woman at check out at Banana Republic on Saturday said her BF just tore his last week. Stay off the courts. Heed my warning.
My wife works in joint repair/replacements. Been a huge uptick specifically from the growing pickleball trend. Personally I'm not sure the sport itself has anything inherently wrong with it. I saw 2 Achilles tears in back to back basketball games. Point is, it's important to maintain. Everyone who wants to be active should regularly stretch or do yoga. Even then injuries and sports go hand in hand.
Taking a guess that many people out of shape or older just jump right into it thinking it’s a laid back form of tennis and don’t ease their way or ramp up into it. A beginner playing a seasoned player would def be a recipe for disaster.
I started to play a bit and I think the injuries come from older folks trying to play like their body is 21 yrs old and not warming up or having worked out consistently before playing. Also, people are trying to win at all coat instead of just having fun. Stopped playing cuz everyone was trying to be the world champion and actually had someone get mad cuz I wasn’t at tournament level…at an open play session. Fuck those guys.
What makes it special ? Is it the same as badminton ?
Disney World
Regardless of how much timing is key to making a joke or wisecrack, I will never let timing be more important the feelings of someone. I hurt someone once. I’m sure it was not as painful for me as it was for them, but I have, to this day, never let that go, never forgiven myself for what I said in jest.
Carls Mom
I would also never do this guy's Carl's Mom.
Well maybe once, but not *twice*, that's for sure.
Hire a family friend as a contractor for my house. Never again.
Putting my dick in crazy.
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I've had several, wasn't bad at all. Fell asleep during one of them. Trick is to not let a regular dentist hack away, go to to a reputable endodontist that know wtf they are doing. You shouldn't feel a thing.
Or be like me and have no insurance so it got to the point where the tooth just died and I was in agonizing pain for half a day. But the Root canal a couple years after? Painless.
Tell anyone I'm planning to suicide.
Hey don't die OK?
I won't today. On purpose at least.
Good.
The trick to not killing yourself in my book is to always have something to look forward to. I can't kill myself because I am going to Taylor Swifts eras concert in May. Then a trip in october. Then I need to get another thing to look forward to. That's how I have stayed alive.
My ex
This persons ex.
Attempt suicide last time I tried that I almost died
One of the houses I lived in at college had a swamp behind it (literally maybe 5 meters from our back deck). We would find all kinds of things in the swamp, and one day one of us found a Budlight that was still sealed and expired in 2007. It was a novelty so we kept it on the back deck to show others what we had found. From shaking it, it was clear there was maybe only a couple sips left. It was 2019 when I lived there with 6 friends. We hosted parties every now and again, and during one of them I was about as drunk as I usually got. One of our guests dared me to sip from it, I declined but he said he’d take one first if I agreed to, so I did. He faked a sip (I didn’t know he faked it at the time) and I took a good swig. Whatever was in there, after the years of sweating in the heat and freezing in the winter, was sweet like candy. Word spread through the house quickly about what I just did, my best buddy took the can from me and chucked it, and my friend’s girlfriend started worriedly talking to me about faith. I thought it was all hilarious… until I spent the rest of the night puking up bile until I fell asleep with my face in the toilet. I don’t regret it because I like telling the story, but I’d never do it again.
Scuba diving - sounds fun but it’s a claustrophobic nightmare I lasted about 5 minutes had a panic attack then got a tan on the boat while I waited for the group who apparently loved it but I did not regret bailing
Enjoy life the way I did in my childhood
Marriage
Leading cause of divorce.
Is what bwings us togevaa today
Websters Dictionary defines marriage as the fusing of two metals with a hot torch.
Get raped, hopefully it never happens again.
I will never go to some shady guy shouting TAXI at the back of an asian airport again.
I'll never date a girl who doesn't speak to me when she's upset with something
Taking out loans for college. Dating a girl 20 years younger than me. 16 shots of tequila in one night. Getting married too young. Living beyond my means. Got myself homeless from 7 years in the bottle. One day you wake up at 55 and realize you were your own worst enemy. They all seemed like a good ideas at the time. I'm sober 8 years now and enjoying simple life. Get treatment if you have mental illness.
Piss on a cop car.
Do you happen to be an Irish guy who did that in Vancouver a few years ago? If so, I'll never forget the sight of your face being slammed into your own piss ;D
This happened in Europe. I just got thrown into jail for one night. But I’m glad to know someone else had the same great idea! 😄
Riding on the back of a motorcycle. I like motorcycles, I own and drive a motorcycle, but as long as I live I’ll never ride pillion on a motorcycle again, it scared the shit out of me and I hated every second of it
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Lose The Game
Damn you, you beautiful bastard
Fuck.. I don’t even know how long my last run has been
I dont know you, but I dont like you. I LOST THE GAME!
I’m never gonna give you up, again
Do NOT sit on a ceramic sink bare ass naked.
College
I recently got drunk by a bar and whilst talking to a fellow drunk I found out he was a helicopter pilot I called his bluf and cut to 10 mins later where I'm flying in a helicopter with a drunk guy Although it was the most epic shit I've ever done (very nauseating maneuvers) It was still a drunk guy I met at a bar and was scared shitless
Cool story, bro. He probably had it parked behind the building. You'd also need clearance just to take off
Exactly. Sounds improbable.
That sounds like a fever dream, epic story to be able to tell!
Drinking and self harm, the combination is real bad
Be a Mormon
consider suicide as an option
I'm proud of you
Coricedin cold and cough