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Maybe this is a bad opinion, idk
Has anyone else noticed a large amount of content surrounding trauma on tiktok? That word has been encroaching more and more into IRL conversation and I can’t stand it.
I know a lot of people IRL who have trauma. I grew up in a pretty bad household (if you really want to vet me I’m sure there’s still undeleted stuff on my profile I’ve said about it), a lot of my friends in high school were homeless or in abusive/unstable households, and a lot of the people I’ve met since then come from a similar background because birds of a feather I guess.
Despite this, I’ve never heard the trauma word come up in conversation nearly as often as it does now. Coming from that environment to a college campus really opened my eyes. It almost reminds me of gatekeeping. People are incessantly trying to prove they’re worse off than their middle class counterparts. I put on close to 100 pounds when I got to college because I simply wasn’t used to being able to access food whenever I was hungry, and then I see people, who from the outside looking in appear to me completely well adjusted comfortable people, laughing about their ✨trauma✨, going as far as calling it their “spice”. I’ve never felt this way about my trauma (I never word it like that but I suppose that’s what it is). I hate it. I hate how it makes me act. It is something that genuinely weighs you down (I tend to word it as “baggage” for this reason) and makes it impossible to interact with the world in a normal way. It’s ruined relationships and jobs for me, it makes me feel fundamentally alien to those around me, and for this reason I keep it to myself outside of anonymous internet posts because I guess I need to scream into the void sometimes.
Let me know if I’m being a dumbass in the comments please, maybe I’m just too curmudgeonly to get the humor in these things.

The sun streamed through the windows of the McDonald's, casting a warm, golden glow on the faces of four friends sitting in a booth. They were laughing and enjoying their breakfast, a light-hearted banter filling the air. The comfortable hum of idle chatter mingled with the sizzle of the deep fryer, and the scent of warm, greasy food wafted through the restaurant.
Daymion Gallo, a 20-year-old male with red hair and blue eyes, took a sip of his coffee before addressing his friends. "So, are we all set for the day trip to Flagstaff? I heard there's an amazing spot for photos up in the mountains."
Shaemus Heginbotham, Daymion's 22-year-old brother, pushed up his glasses with a hint of excitement in his blue eyes. "Definitely! I've been doing some research, and there's a place called 'Aspen Corner.' It's supposed to be incredible this time of year. The leaves are changing, and the views are breathtaking."
Karina Traynor, Daymion's girlfriend, brushed a strand of her medium-length brown hair behind her ear as she listened intently. Her brown eyes lit up at the idea of an adventure with her friends. "That sounds perfect! I've been wanting to get some new photos for my Instagram. Plus, I've never been to Flagstaff before."
Reganne Ghirardelli, a 5-foot-3 brunette with brown eyes and Shaemus's fiancée, chimed in. "Count me in! It'll be nice to get out of the city for a day, and I'm excited to see what Flagstaff has to offer."
As they continued to discuss their plans, Daymion suddenly felt a chill crawl up his spine. His vision blurred, and he found himself in a nightmarish scene set within the McDonald's. The once bustling restaurant was now eerily silent, and time seemed to slow down as he observed a series of events unfolding before him.
An employee, carrying a tray laden with food and drinks, slipped on a puddle of soda that had gone unnoticed. The tray flew into the air, and the contents tumbled to the ground in slow motion. A large cup of iced coffee collided with a helium-filled promotional balloon, which had been drifting lazily near the ceiling. The balloon, now punctured, spiraled out of control, its ribbon wrapping around a decorative paper banner hanging from the ceiling.
The weight of the balloon tugged at the banner, which was anchored to a wall-mounted TV on one end. The force was enough to dislodge the television from its mount, causing it to crash onto the counter below. The impact sent a canister of powdered coffee creamer flying into the air, scattering its contents like a cloud of dust.
The friends, seated together in the booth, watched the bizarre scene unfold before them. As the cloud of powdered creamer hung in the air, a nearby heat source—an exposed wire in a malfunctioning electrical outlet—ignited the highly flammable dust.
Flames erupted, and the fire spread rapidly throughout the restaurant. Reganne, who had been closest to the outlet, was quickly engulfed by the flames. Her friends looked on in horror as the fire consumed her, leaving them paralyzed with shock and disbelief.
Shaemus, desperate to save Reganne, grabbed a fire extinguisher from the wall. He pulled the pin and aimed it at the fire, but in his panic, he failed to notice that the extinguisher had been tampered with.
The pressure gauge showed it was overcharged, making it a dangerous weapon rather than a life-saving tool. As Shaemus squeezed the handle, the extinguisher exploded in his hands, sending shrapnel through the air. A jagged piece struck him in the temple, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Karina, realizing that the situation was growing dire, frantically searched for an escape route. She noticed a window that led to the outside and made a run for it, hoping to break it open with a nearby chair. However, as she lifted the chair to smash the window, a dislodged ceiling tile, weakened by the flames, fell onto her. The heavy tile struck her head, causing her to lose consciousness and collapse onto the floor, the fire closing in around her.
Daymion, now the last of the group still conscious, fought to maintain his composure amidst the chaos. The fire roared around him, and the heat was nearly unbearable. He spotted an emergency exit and made a desperate dash towards it, his heart pounding in his chest. Just as he was about to reach the door, a support beam, weakened by the flames, collapsed in front of him, blocking his path.
Trapped and with no way out, Daymion felt a sense of hopelessness wash over him. He closed his eyes and braced himself for the inevitable. But in that instant, the horrific vision faded away, and he found himself back in the booth with his friends, the restaurant once again bustling with life.
Disoriented and shaken, Daymion took a moment to process the terrifying vision he had just experienced. He knew that he had to act quickly to prevent the horrifying chain of events from becoming a reality.
"Guys, we need to get out of here right now!" Daymion exclaimed, urgency lacing his voice. The others, startled by his sudden outburst, exchanged confused glances but could see the fear in Daymion's eyes.
Without waiting for a response, Daymion hurriedly ushered his friends out of the booth and towards the exit. As they left the restaurant, the chain of events from Daymion's vision began to unfold behind them.
From the safety of the parking lot, the group of friends watched in shock as the McDonald's burst into flames. Daymion's heart raced as he realized the gravity of the situation and the narrow escape they had just experienced. Though the ordeal had been harrowing, he knew that his vision had given him the opportunity to save his friends from a gruesome fate.

I can’t sleep. My grandma, my primary parent and only real, loving family, is dying (soon) and no one understands. No one gets it. My friends, my new friends, they just can’t give me the support I need. They don’t seem to understand I’m about 5 seconds from completely falling apart at any given moment. I’ve always been the therapist friend, through and through. I’ve never minded it- it’s something that makes me happy under normal circumstances. But right now it feels like everyone takes from me and never checks in to see how I’m doing. It feels like no one really gives a shit about me. Don’t they understand that my world is ending? That hearing them talk about boyfriend problems and shitty bosses feels so meaningless in comparison? If they were checking in on me maybe it would be different. But they’re just leaning on me until I break. I’m at the point where I want to scream at them. Tell them that I’m devastated and I need the attention for once and to shut up. I’m so sad. It feels like my life is the one ending here, right alongside her. I’m dying inside. I love my gram.

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21F 188 pounds i’m like 100% positive i have pin worms. my gp doesn’t have a slot open for months what do i do i hate them and i’m freaking out. How do i get rid of them. I’m not 100% positive they’re pinworms but i’ve had the absolute worst stomach pain of my life and anal itching which turns into all over itching i check every night and it looks like pinworms but they’re light brown orange. i have picture i can show you if you could help. I don’t work with kids but i do live in a college dorm room. the pain started like 2/3 weeks ago when I thought i had food poisoning but it’s gotten so much worse i’m constantly nauseous and in pain. I started going to the gym a couple months ago and stopped consuming sugar but recently i’ve been craving sugar like crazy and just though i feel off the gym grinds. please help i’m freaking out j don’t know what to do.

Late 20s, F. I’m in a pretty high income job (but it means I work 14 hour days during the week). 1. I can afford it. 2. I can have free reign over the space when and how I want. 3. I work in a super extroverted field and wouldn’t mind some quiet time.
I also accidentally ended up living alone during covid lockdown (roommates moved back to their family homes). And lost 30 pounds because there was never any junk food laying around and I was always motivated to go out to be social and be active (rather than falling into a Love Island trap because my roommate just has it on).
But everyone I tell thinks it’s so crazy.
Edit (grammatical error): every single family/friend has said it’s sad and lonely.
I know I shouldn’t care what people think, but I do care what my close people think…
But is it really that crazy? I’m single, but I do hope to have a family one day and will never have the chance to live alone after that!!

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Ice cream in Canada is annoyingly portioned out in ml and I’m having trouble figuring out a way to measure it. The container I bought is 1.65 L and a serving is 188 ml (3/4 cup). There are no other measurements on the package.
The whole tub without the lid is 858 grams. I ate 110 grams, but I have no idea what this equals in ml and I’m not going to take all the ice cream out of the container just so I can weigh the ice cream.
My best estimate is that I ate 211.5 ml of ice cream because 1650 divided by 858 is 1.92, but it should actually be 1650 divided by less than 858 because the container probably weighs at least 50 grams. I know it’s not that much of a calorie difference, but I like to be as specific as I can possibly be as it really helps me to stay on track.
I suppose I could just weigh the container when the ice cream is finished and then I would know for next time, but I don’t buy a lot of ice cream and when I do I usually buy different brands.
This all just seems like a big hassle and I started thinking that there’s got to be an easier way! I’m hoping one of you smart people has figured out an easier way to enjoy ice cream. Thanks in advance.

So I started strict keto about a month back. I went through the flu, but didn’t see much difference.
I weighted and measured myself this morning, I am 2kg down (about 4.4 pounds), went down a pant size and I went down 3 cm (1.18 inch on the waist and same at the hips and around 1 inch in the thighs)…
What surprises me is that “it’s JUST 2 kilos” but make such a difference that I am using pants that I used to put on when I was weighing 6 kg (13 pounds) less than now… so has it been all fat??
I didn’t lose weight the first 3,5 weeks of Keto btw… this is probably because I just had to lose a total of 15kg (33 pounds)

So little back story 3 and a half years ago I (F23) moved to a new country and after 3 months I started dating my ex (M24). We dated almost 3 years till' December 2022 and he proposed to me in February 2021 so we were also engaged. I found out that he flirted with other girls and he told me that he wasn't feeling the relationship lately and that he wanted to breakup with me anyway (there weren't any big signs before except he got more busy with his job and his father's illness but I thought that he got distant a little bit because of that at least that's what I was told 2-3 months before the breakup) and that he wants me in his life and we should stay friends. I didn't accept at first. After the breakup I did any mistake you can imagine. I texted him everytime I had panic attacks. I was so low (and still kinda am). He was kinda my only close friend here so I lost 80% of my social life and he found new friends immediatly. He followed bunch of girls in the first month, his ex also and they broke up 6 years ago. I was told that he wants to be alone and isn't searching for anything almost everytime I brought those things up. Finally after almost 3 1/2 months I got tired. I got tired to be the only one to make conversations even though he was the one that "wanted" to be friends and "wanted" me in his life and "didn't know" what is going to happen in the future that we just need to be apart right now. I got tired of checking his socials and seeing that he is having the time of his life and is following new girls everyday. I got tired of him being changed completely even when we would talk about everyday topics it was like I was talking to a stranger and not somebody I knew for 3 years. It was such a big shock because it was kinda a one-sided breakup. I lost 40 pounds, lost my appetite for 2 months, I have panic attacks almost everyday and I literally have no other choice anymore than to remove myself. It doesn't matter if he comes back or not I can't trust him anymore. I've been through the shock and denial, the anger, the barganing, the begging and now I'm going between depression and acceptance. Healing is not linear but if you can learn anything from my story is that you def. can't heal in the same environment that hurt you and go no contact from the beginning. Hope I will find new friends soon and start a new life but until then I'm healing on my own.

I am very confused as to what happened to me last night and would really appreciate any insight or theories from this community.
I have never (to my knowledge) had any issues with sleep - no walking, talking, paralysis etc. . Yesterday evening was normal, I was last to bed after my housemate around 00:30 - I got ready for bed, (definitely) shut the hallway light off, set my alarm and went to sleep.
Around 2:45am I suddenly woke up to the noise of someone (I assumed my housemate) quickly walking down the corridor and then heard either the front or back door slam shut. I looked up and my bedroom door was slowly swinging open, and the hallway light was on. I wondered if my housemate had gone to the bathroom and the weight of his door shutting had opened mine (he confirmed the next morning that he definitely didn’t wake up or use the loo in the night).
I then look up out of my window and see a man running away across the lower roof of the building opposite (accessible from our back patio). I was very scared and checked Find My Friends to see if it was my housemate - it wasn’t.
I cautiously went into the hall, made sure no one else was there, locked my back door, switched off the light and got back into bed, my heart pounding. I knew how real everything was and was worried I’d pass it off as a bad dream the next morning, so I opened my phone and wrote everything down in my notes.
It seems plausible(ish) that this could have actually happened, but if we really had had an intruder, why would they turn the hallway light on? Why didn’t they threaten us or steal anything?
If this didn’t happen and it was in my head, is this sleep paralysis? Sleep walking? It felt SO incredibly real to the point where I made notes on my phone, but also feels so bizarre and unlikely.
Any insights would be massively appreciated!
TL;DR - woke up 2:30am to door slamming, my bedroom door open, hallway light on, saw a man running across the lower roof outside my window. Made notes on my phone. Could this be sleep paralysis or sleepwalking?

Okay, how does the Warren Power work I've watched for years and read 2 comics but it confuses me because this is never answered Did Grams have 2 aunts (2 aunts and her mom = power of 3) did Patty have 2 sisters or is it a generational skip thing like from the original Warren witch the 3rd generation skipped to the 6th because it's confusing and somewhat unfair if it means the first sister to have a child-like Wyatt if he's a charmed one that makes him have Prue's power but then Piper then has Chris does that mean Chris has Pipers and then they have a daughter before Phoebe and Paige have their kids meaning she has her aunt phoebe's powers or is it a whole couple of generation skip thing?

I live in a state where it's legal to buy, sell, grow, whatever, just extremely rare, for some reason.
I got back in to smoking a little again, and I only ever use a tiny pinch and stop smoking once I start feeling the buzz, which is really just one or two hits.
It's too bad that so many people experience it for the first time by igniting a whole gram of it in a bong, and have a scary experience because they didn't start low and get used to the sensations.
I've even had more at once to where I was just straight up dreaming, but it never felt physically intense, just cloudy and dreamy and like my body wanted to lay down.
At the lowest doses, it feels very relaxing, it's totally a sedative, and nothing weird happens at all with your eyes opened. If it's quiet and you close your eyes, you'll suddenly realize that you're beginning to visualize things. If it doesn't happen yet but you feel the buzz, just take one more tiny hit, hold it, and it should start soon.
My mind is more all over the place in general, so my mental visuals are constantly warping and transforming and changing colors and shapes every moment, like the scramble suit guys from a Scanner Darkly. I'm still learning, and it's not every day, but I'm starting to understand how to visualize.
It feels like Salvia almost shuts off most of my inner dialogue, and routes it through my visual thinking synapses, which then makes me aware of those synapses. It feels like if I keep at it, I won't need the salvia anymore, other than if I want to just take a big rip and keep activating higher levels of altered states.
If anyone was thinking of experimenting with psychedelics to exercise their visual centers, I've done LSD and shrooms, and Salvia is both the shortest by far (barely 5-10 minutes, it wears off so fast that even smoking "too much" barely lasts a few minutes), and the most comfortable.
No palpitations, no tightness, no weird body feelings, no mania, no paranoia, no nervousness, it's like taking a sedative with mild mental visualization enhancements.
Do your own research if you plan to do it. Go to /salvia to find their list of trusted legal online shops and learn from others. Don't be afraid of the "100x" extract, even the highest extract is still very mild and mostly BS, and still takes a few hits to even start the buzzing.
My advice, turn off the music, or if you need it, only use drumless tracks with no audible bass, like ambient space soundscapes or native flutes. Dim the lights and just start with a single puff and lay back and close your eyes. Do one extra hit per minute and close your eyes until you get that desired effect.
I recommend just planning to keep your eyes closed well after it wears off, and try to visualize something the whole time, so that you can grasp control over it even totally sober.
Good luck.