So the most sane anarcho-capitalist, gotcha

Pedos have no place in the LGBTQ+ community.

Unfortunately in our current election system, voting for the lesser evil is what we have to do.

Vote with your heart in the primaries, vote strategically in the end. So is the curse of our first past the post voting system.

And do what you can to help get the people who want to do positive change in your local elections into office. The only path to ranked choice voting is getting enough support in the states, there's very little chance we'll get it on the national stage without it becoming a reality on the state level.

Likewise, coop is so much more fun IMO

Especially if it's something like Overcooked

Silly coop games with a low barrier of entry are amazing

Damnit, I liked their ice cream

For me I have the urge to stand up but I can't bring myself to on many occasions and beat myself up about for too long.

It's gotten easier to stand up about things since I started taking meds.

In fact thinking back on it since I started my meds I've stood up almost every time.

Honestly life has gotten so much easier and better since then it's kinda crazy.

I wish I had gotten around to scheduling the appointment sooner.

Picture an 4 way intersection.

For me every single car just went about their way all willy nilly like it was nothing.

Occasionally a semi hauling triple trailers flys through grinding every else to a halt when everyone is trying to get through.

There's no order, the lights don't work, and almost no one wants to yield.

The cars were ideas, things I saw, and things I needed to do. The semi is my latest hyper obsession. The non functional traffic lights were my ability to regulate my thoughts.

When I took my meds it was like the lights started working suddenly. At first they were really strict, one car at a time like a highway on ramp. But then things amped down a bit as I got more used to the meds. I even went up to 60mg atomoxetine from 40mg where I started as things ramped too close to chaos again.

I hope that made sense.

Unfortunately walking free mostly

There's still investigations on going (last I heard) but we basically have to just wait

Honestly I think you might be right

Since I've started my meds and some behavior changes along with them I have only been late 3 times, all traffic related. And I still managed to get stuff done those days.

Those first few weeks though were pretty damn stressful as I was suddenly finding I could manage my time.

Before getting diagnosed, the running joke was that I'd be late for my own funeral. I even joked with my family that in the event I did pass to have whoever brought my ashes to the BBQ to show up fashionably late in my honor as one last joke.

Bit of a silly question:

I got quite the overkill server‡ for free‡‡ a little while ago and I've been struggling to find stuff to do with it

What kind of stuff do you self host?

Basically all I've got currently is TrueNAS Scale running on mine and it feels like a bit of a waste just running that.

‡ My server is from 2012 but it's got dual hexacore Xeons (can't recall exact model), 192GB of RAM, and about 40 TB of storage in Raid-Z2. The storage came from my old crusty NAS, I didn't get that for free.

‡‡ Well mostly free, I was told I could have it if I got it out of they're garage which took about 2 days.

In the darkness that is existence there can still be beacons of light.

Ending one's existence is the end of all of that. No more light, no more dark, just nothing.

I stick around due to those beacons of light in the dark and honestly the more time goes on the more I realize that there's actually quite a lot of light to be had.

Yeah work sucks for 10 hours a day, but that time allows me to enjoy my hobbies.

The pleasure of a newly painted miniature, the bliss of hiking a new trail, the exhilaration of biking further and faster than I did before, finding new places and things to photograph.

Enjoying a nap in the shade of tree on a lightly windy day, watching the river flow by while I forget to cast my line, watching the clouds flit through the sky while laying in the grass.

If you end it all the only thing left behind is the pain for those who knew you. The gap left in their lives caused by your absence.

Sometimes their big gaps: lovers, friends, coworkers. Sometimes their small: the regular who always stops by, the person with the cool hair you see sometimes, the person who you talked to on the bus that day who you still sometimes see. But the gaps are still there.

I've known a lot of people who have taken their own life, the lives of others, and had their lives taken by other people. Those gaps will always be there.

Stick around, look to the outside world, and reach out. There is light in the world if you look for it, don't let the darkness that dominates the social media landscape be all that you see.

I had to log out of all my accounts and then clear the app storage to be able to log back in to my accounts.

Basically what happened is that the hacked instances rotated their master keys and Jerboa didn't know how to handle it.

My mind is with my 10mm sockets

Somewhere between Mars and the Sun, probably.

I'm having the same issue, were you able to get it to work?

I've already tried logging out of all of my accounts and clearing it's app data, I'm at a loss really.

Edit: Now it seems to be working, not sure what's changed but I don't mind.

The fun thing is, it does have physical withdrawal symptoms when you stop.

They're just not nearly as bad some other substances.

I'd rank them worse than coffee's withdrawal symptoms.

Mostly

A couple communities I enjoyed haven't come over yet but now that I can only check them on my PC I really only hop over there once a week.

I really dig this place over reddit though, it's a lot more chill and way better for my mental health.

It's kind of hard to describe really

It's like you're lost in the movements, you're caught in the flow, the strain is no longer a struggle, you just flow, you move and it moves.

Your reps go on, your sets flow together, the down time ceases being a factor, you're there.

The presence of mind and body, you are there, you are now, you move.

Numbers mean nothing but you know when the reps are done, the exercises flow together.

Someone could call your name and you wouldn't know it as it's not in your mind.

There's only the movement, there's only the flow.

There is no you, there is no weights, there is no other, there is only movement and flow.

And when it's over you know it, yet feel like you could go a second time through the whole affair. And sometimes I do and then I feel Godly for the whole day and sometimes the next.

And the sleep quality that night is beyond description.

I've hit that state many times doing calisthenics (my typical workout), when out biking, and when out hiking. It's always the same really.

Hour long calisthenics routine? What's a second hour really?

20 mile bike ride? I could go another round, why not snag some dinner from that food cart I got lunch at?

15 mile hike? Well tonight's going to be even better with all the stars, what's a second trip around the mountain?

You don't get there immediately, you won't get there every time, but when you do it's bliss.

I'll never forget my first trip to Voat, literally Nazi shit on the front page with a shitton of votes.

Never went back.

Happy it's gone.

Surprisingly not so much... Mostly.

For me at least the hunger thing has a known origin, I had so much food scarcity as a kid and into my mid 20s that hunger is more of a suggestion than something that dominates my mind.

Hell it took years before it was more than just the occasional blip of "you should probably eat" that would quickly pass.

Now if I found a new hyper obsession, then I might forget to breathe (not a joke).

First video game?

DOOM on my grandparents PC

It has to be ran with a smaller image to play but I loved it.

When DOOM 2 hit it was amazing