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2 years agoI think that’s fair. Next step is to have a conversation about it, without going into the blame game. It is possible that your partner has a wildly different story and point of view.
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Both parties should contribute equally.
That being said it’s a grey area. When I was out of a job and my bf worked 12 hour shifts, and came home exhausted and defeated, I didn’t mind doing all the work in the house. He did the same thing when I was working and he lost his job. Etc.
It’s more like “I can do this if you don’t have the time/energy” and less like “I am required to do this because he is required to handle finances” though. Every relationship is different so this would be better answered in relationship_advice, with context and background explained
Can you elaborate what you mean by things that science can’t explain?
Everything came from randomness and is mostly narrated by it, and there’s no escape from it. You may hit the lottery or end up with a rare fatal disease any time, your life will be changed and there’s nothing you can do about it. It’s not about god granting you awards or punishing you, it just happens. From this POV getting depressed because I went through x feels like getting depressed because water flows.
Life is painful, also joyful, beautiful and really ugly, gross and amazing. You’re supposed to fall, get hurt and then get up and run a bit more until you can’t anymore. Every good and bad thing will pass in time
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Early_Norwegian_black_metal_scene?wprov=sfla1
It’s a tad morbid. I didn’t know most of the details about this in/famous era. Read on Dead and Euronymous too if you can. These guys were nuts. Mind blowing to think all this happened only 25 - 30 years ago.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wreck_of_the_Titan%3A_Or%2C_Futility?wprov=sfla1
The novel that was published 17 years before the Titanic sank, about a ship that sank, named Titan. The details are creepily accurate.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1775–1795_in_Western_fashion?wprov=sfla1
1775 - 1795 Western fashion, aka Marie Antoinette dominating & influencing the whole scene. It seems everything she did became a new trend and she had the eye for it too. Cool read if you’re into fashion history.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Somerton_Man?wprov=sfla1
Somerton Man, a death surrounded by mystery. There are some recent findings about the mans identity, still fun to read.
I can’t pick one thing and my idea of entertainment might be slightly morbid so sue me.
At college I walked to the nearest train station to pick up half smoked cigarette butts when I couldnt afford a pack of cigs (~10 km). At the end of the month usually. Me & my then boyfriend waited until like 2 am then walked the city to go through clothes & house items left besides the dumpsters. This was before covid and all that
We did some acid with my then boyfriend. When we went to sleep that morning, he couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned, still nothing. Then he had a sudden sort of “vision” of his friend in an unfamiliar room. He called him and described the room, turns out the friend was at his childhood home, visiting his parents. He described the room pretty clearly and his friend was flabbergasted - if thats the correct word. This is the one thing I could not explain, although had some theories on how acid might enhance the “receiver” part of the brain. There’s not enough research done so that stayed as a theory. We did acid a bunch of times later, couple times just to experience something similar, but it never did.
It’s a tad private to tell here so I can send a DM if you’re ok with that?
Sorry for the late responses btw. I usually check here in the morning or noon and half of the time lemmy doesn’t load. Can’t wait to switch to Boost once it comes out
Yea it is still photography but I took a looong break. I got into tattooing and that took all my time so. After our recent and bitter breakup, I’m back to more forgiving mediums including photography. And I’m loving it tbh. Being able to make a mistake is a nice thing. So I draw stuff, do embroidery, sew formless weird clothes, and take photos from my house.
I can go with either of these but do tell me about the makeshift studio. I once attempted a makeshift darkroom. Did not go as planned. And the BBQ - you’re doing it outside right? Smoking stuff is my weak spot but I live in a flat so I can’t talk by experince but I’d smoke and BBQ the hell out of everything if I could.
Holy shit. I was weird too. I still am. I feel like I’m pretending to be normal 24/7. I observe people’s behaviors in an environment, take an average and just go with that. The only time I am genuinely myself are the times when I’m heavily drunk. Which is tempting but knowing that’s how alcoholism begins I don’t do that either. Weirdly, when I’m not drunk and try to be myself, I offend people or get offended. Just put my foot in my mouth somehow.
Yeah, that realization helped a bit, when my friend was in a rut and I had to spend hours just to convince her to let me help, it dawned on me. I do this as well. I shouldn’t. It still feels really hard to accept help.
Thanks for the insightful response. I have a question and I don’t want to offend you. I talk to people online, and lurk autism subs, and I relate to so many things. Like you just said, I tend to read neutral expressions as negative. If that’s a symptom, then I have it, if not we’re awfully similar. I have never been the one to armchair diagnose myself over the internet but I don’t know what kind of conversation I should have with a healthcare professional. I don’t know if it’s ok to just go “hey, I suspect I am on the spectrum.” Were you diagnosed when you were an adult and how did the process go? Thanks in advance.
Me again. I’m in a similar boat, I understand when you say you need an engaging conversation with someone. If you’re okay with having this conversation online I would be up for it because satan knows I need one as well. That is of course if what I can offer meets what you consider as engaging conversation.
Social skills tend to decline unfortunately. The memory I told in this thread, that level of social skill is now so far away from me it feels like she’s a different person. In a sense she is, it happened abt 10 years ago, but you get it. My social skills suck ass right now. I can’t seem to talk to someone and get my point across without offending them or being offended myself. So a conversation might be a nice social skill honer for two people who kinda need it, about anything and everything. Doesn’t matter about what really. So if you’d like to… talk, to me, let me know.
When I was younger I’d take my camera and just walk the streets of the city alone. One day I saw police gathering around. Thinking that I could take some interesting shots at where they were headed, I followed them. After a while I realized there were another girl following them. We said hi and I asked her what she was doing. She said she saw the police and thought they were up to something, so she followed them. Lol.
The police, unlike usual, ended up not doing anything remotely interesting, so we headed to a tea house, spent about 3 hours talking. We talked about pretty much anything knowing that we would never see each other again. It was kinda weird but really liberating to talk to someone when you don’t really care what they think of you. We talked about life, universe, art, music, families, anything and everything. The weird thing is she was a lot like me. And I don’t meet a lot of people who are so similar to me. Even physically, she looked like a whiter version of me, and she dressed like how I would dress if I wasn’t broke. We had the same taste in music and all. I only had money for two cups of tea and busfare, so after our teas we said goodbye, parted and I never saw her again.
I didn’t ask for a contact number and she didn’t either. I knew, and she knew, the “charm” of these three hours depended on the fact that it was never to happen again. But I know that I knew her better than anyone in her life, just like she knew me. For three hours only.
Probably the most interesting conversation I will ever have
I’m actively trying to accept myself. I never did, and never really respected my own views & rules regarding life. I loved people more than I loved myself, so I let them walk over me & called it love. I can have standards and I don’t have to be around something that I don’t like. It sounds simple but it really isn’t easy to do for me.
Bullet for my Valentine/Trivium. I don’t know if they’re widely disliked but they’re too teenage-y for boomer metalheads, too metal for EDM/house/trance people, and too mainstream for experimental people so I’ve never got a positive response when I mentioned them. Might as well mentioned Pussycat Dolls.
Which I love.
I had a science book explaining bodily functions and all. They basically drew a bunch of tiny people operating the human body. Reproduction section was the same, which showed a male structure and female structure. I understood the mechanics but never really knew where this hole was in the body. That came in later.
Blueberry
2·2 years agoI got an A52 just for that reason. Still using it. I wanted a S20 but they were sold out and I was told they stopped making it.
it is weird how people say that getting a lot of money, the thing whole world is based on, all humans work every day to get, is the worst thing that happened to them.
Shakespeare - shot by someone who was trying to get his money
David Lee Edwards - was a convict, spent a lot in several years, lost all his money and died.
Jeffree Dampier: was sleeping with his wife’s sister, shot and killed by her and her husband.
Urooj Khan: coughs blood and dies the next day of getting his check. Cyanide poisoning.
Michael Karoll: “parties, coke, hookers, cars”
Harrell Jr: spent too much, lent too much, killed himself after his wife left him.
Stories go on and on. Almost all of them can be linked to already unstable, unwell people, their inability to manage the money properly or them not shutting up about the huge cash pile they recently sat on, to the trashy, money crazed people around them.