In 8th grade my family had to leave my home state of wisconsin to be in Mt.Ida, Arkansas for 9 months or so. During that time I had to attend the local public school and I remember the science teacher saying "matter cannot be created nor destroyed." I've always loved science and was a huge nerd during that awkward time in my life and I knew well it was ENERGY and figured she just said it by accident. Easy mistake. I said that it was energy, not matter, that can't be created nor destroyed and she argued with me and was dead serious when she insisted it was indeed matter.
I said something along the lines of hydrogen turning to helium inside the sun, and wouldn't ya know it, she didn't believe the universe was old enough for that to be true and only god can create matter... Yup, she was a 7-day creationist who wholely belived the universe was 5000 years old teaching science in a public school in bumfuck Arkansas. I gave up and a lot of things she said before finally started making sense but in all the wrong ways.
This bumb bitch was a fundamentalist Christian. The rest of the brief time I was there, and for the first time in my life, I didn't give two shits about a class that was usually one of my favorites.
And it made about as much sense as having a pissing section in a public pool.
I remember in the early-mid 90's going to pizza hut with my family to cash in one of those sweet book club free pizza stamps and the smoking section always being packed with other families. The other kids would be playing and having a fun time while all the adults enjoyed their refreshing delicious cigarettes while everyone ate. There was no real, "smoking or non-smoking" section. It's was a smoke filled restaurant with the option to sit shoulder to shoulder with someone smoking a cig or being a few feet away from said smokers.
Here's the thing tho. Nobody thinks about you even 1% of what you think they do. It seems like youre saying, "I need validation and want to be a part of the bigger world outside my own" which is totally fair. It's even healthy, especially when compared to escapism and isolation. If your actions and behavior cause people to have a negative reaction, i.e. jealousy, obsessions, I encourage you to reevaluate what's within yourself that desires that negative attention. People will think of you far far more if your behavior and actions gives those around you positive reactions. Trade the desire to make them jealous for inspiring them by being a healthy, upstanding rolemodel. Trade "I" statements for "you" questions. People crave and are drawn to those who show an interest in them, just as you admit to in this post. Make the world a better place, not a more anxious place and you'll find all that attention you desire becomes a far more reasonably attainable goal.
Back in the mid 90's, I won a "Rocko's Modern Life," t-shirt from a Nickelodeon contest. It was one where you'd have to call a phone # when his face would pop up in the bottom corner or something like that for like 10 seconds. Caller # whatever, could win the grand prize or whatever but I got a tee. Wore that shirt with pride all the fucking time.
Homeboy signed that thang with, "I am the LORD," too. I'm not a Christian but if I were, I'd understand that there's no two ways about whats being demandad and evern required as a follower of the Christian faith from numerous uno, the Don himself, in plane black and white.
I feel and live this way without such demands from the centerpiece of a religion and it's the easiest and best way to live. Life is so messy and brutally hard sometimes and the last thing any of us need is having to haul around a worthless 200lb sack of hate over our shoulder every step we take. Let it go and you're life will change radically for the better.
Got this exact same one. I just got "hello" but when I tried to just delete the message, I get this error saying I can't edit the message (pic below). Using lemmy.world. Maybe it's a bug or something? I'll have to check the settings because Id rather just never recieve dms ever. At the very least, be able to just delete them.
I quite a pack a day habit 12 years ago and one of the first things I noticed when my sense of taste and smell returned was how aweful smokers smelled when they'd walk into a building after a cigarette. I had thought the smell was off me within maybe 10 minutes but I found out quick that the smell never really goes away. Feels like a previous life thinking I smoked because I can't see myself ever smoking even a single cig for the rest of my life because it's so revolting to me now. Oddly enough, however, sometimes I'll see someone light up a fresh cig in a movie or something and I'll get this strong 2-3 second craving for a smoke. It's so strange how even over 12 years since my last one, I still get these strange urges for a cig by seeing someone of TV light one up.
Oh, piss off, dude. We get it. You don't eat meat and you want to argue about it with strangers on a post that has nothing at all to do with the topic. Virtue signaling as a replacement for a personality.
Devs or more specifically the parasitic executives who want nothing that a money machine look no further than Factorio as a shining example of how to innovate a gaming experience and genre. It is as easy or difficult and as simple or complicated as the player wants it to be and it's not because difficultly settings. Your playstyle is the difficulty setting and it feels like there is ALWAYS something new to do, or a wildly different ways to do the same things. Also, their mod support and integration is unparalleled as far as any other game that comes to mind. No micro transactions, no ads, just an excellent game and experience. Sure, Factorio isn't for everyone but the way it has been build, supported and all of those other elements that make it what it is beyond the core factory building sim ARE FOR EVERYONE. These aspects can be applied to other RTS games in general and can make it feel like a brand new experience while still being exactly what draws players into a specific RTS game.
I'm already up to 6 cups of coffee for sleep every night. If these shadow entities who hide in my peripheral vision can stop fucking with me, I'm good for another solid week of Factorio.
My brother-in-law's father is one of the most sought-after knee and back surgeons in the state where they live. To say this guy knows his shit would be an understatement... outside of the operating toom, I've never met someone so clueless. Somedays it amazes me he somehow managed learning to put his pants on first, and THEN his shoes. Hes not mentally disabled whatsoever yet struggles to grasp concepts that require any meaningful thought and yet is a very well know highly skilled, knowledgeable and talented leader in his very advanced field for ~30 years and still going strong. There's nothing wrong with him aside from being a bubbly airhead.
In 8th grade my family had to leave my home state of wisconsin to be in Mt.Ida, Arkansas for 9 months or so. During that time I had to attend the local public school and I remember the science teacher saying "matter cannot be created nor destroyed." I've always loved science and was a huge nerd during that awkward time in my life and I knew well it was ENERGY and figured she just said it by accident. Easy mistake. I said that it was energy, not matter, that can't be created nor destroyed and she argued with me and was dead serious when she insisted it was indeed matter.
I said something along the lines of hydrogen turning to helium inside the sun, and wouldn't ya know it, she didn't believe the universe was old enough for that to be true and only god can create matter... Yup, she was a 7-day creationist who wholely belived the universe was 5000 years old teaching science in a public school in bumfuck Arkansas. I gave up and a lot of things she said before finally started making sense but in all the wrong ways.
This bumb bitch was a fundamentalist Christian. The rest of the brief time I was there, and for the first time in my life, I didn't give two shits about a class that was usually one of my favorites.