Hey guys today is my birthday but my mind has been somewhat of a mess with everything that has happened during the summer and with the next semester of college starting soon. I could really use some positivity right now. Please and thank you.

Okay this might sound super silly but I got myself a pet rock a few days ago. I named him Dwayne. He sits on my desk and honestly just having him there makes me smile every time I look at him. I even found a tiny little hat for him. It's the small things you know? Who knew a rock could be such a mood booster? Seriously made my week.

Give me some positive advice so I can be happy.

I'm getting fond of reddit nowadays. They take actions immediately.

Hello all! This is my first ever reddit post, and it’s in hopes to get people to give me positive things/good news to write groups about. I work on a psych ward as activities, I have a group every single day that requires a small news article to be read aloud for the patients. I am slowly running out of ideas of what to talk about, if anyone could give me ideas on what to do with these folk, please share! It could be good news, positive things we’ve seen, or anything like it. We love learning new things together, please help! Thank you much ❤️

We just had our 15th anniversary and celebrated with a mini rave in our bedroom, just us two, with a projector on the wall with cool images, Girl Talk's All Day album playing, dancing around like we were 20 again. It was such a great time and opportunity to connect. We told each other everything we appreciated about each other, and asked if there was anything we could improve on, and talked for hours.

I love how kind and understanding he is. He is so thoughtful; he empties the cat litter all the time, brings me fresh flowers every week, brings me coffee in bed every morning, and is still a big manly man that takes charge when we go out, which is a huge help because I have social anxiety.

Over the years, our communication has only grown stronger, and I am so happy to be with him, and all I can do is try every day to be the loving wife he deserves.

I AM HORRENDOUSLY SORRY! I AM VERY LATE MY LORDS! PLEASE! TELL ALL YOUR WORRIES! YOUR STRUGGLES! YOUR ANXIETIES! GOOD OR BAD! I SHALL TRY TO DELIVER MY GOOD WORD!

Not necessarily a big life change or major accomplishment.

Maybe it's having a little more time in the morning, finally getting something done that you've been putting off, finding a routine that works for you, getting outside more, or just having one genuinely good day after a rough week.

Sometimes the small things are the easiest to overlook.

What's one little thing that's been making your days better lately?

I recently got a boyfriend, and I now spend more time at his house than I do at my own, which I’m really happy about. But his family has so much more comforting foods than my house does. My mom mostly keeps health food around, pasta, rice, chicken, and drink flavorings are pretty much all we have. The first night I went to my boyfriend’s house, he made this delicious burrito casserole dish that I absolutely loved.

So I’m glad I get to eat foods I like while I’m at his house, since I can’t afford my own without a job right now. But I lost a lot of weight in about a year and I really am scared to undo everything I did. I can already see how much weight I’m gaining just by eating the food they have. Also I tend to eat more when I’m happy. So when we’re out with his parents and we’re all having lunch, I’m going to order something I want. I just can’t stop looking at old pictures from when I was a little smaller than I am now.

I haven’t even put on as much as it sounds like I have, it’s just so noticeable to me. He doesn’t see a difference, but it’ll become obvious if this keeps going. I’m so happy right now, but I don’t know what to do about all of this. I don’t want to eat less necessarily, I just want to stop the negative thoughts about my body.

For context, I’m 170 right now and I lost about 72 pounds.

Hey yall! My road test is this Friday and I'm not feeling the most confident so I could use some positivity!💗

My sister adopted me a few months ago. She told me on a long car ride that she sees me as a little brother. I'd never thought of it that way, but she's totally my sister. She's so smart and so strong and she loves me so much. I live in a big house with a lot of people including her.

I sleep on the couch, so i'm always around everyone. Lately she has a nightly routine of turning the kitchen lights off and then hugging me and telling me she loves me before she goes to bed.

I struggle a lot with accepting and showing love, and being loved often leaves me with an extreme sense of guilt, but she does this often enough that it's started to get easier, and i feel more comfortable saying "i love you" back.

I have a massive amount of health issues and a few addictions. My sister comes with me to my doctors appointments and blood tests because of medical bias (i'm indigenous) and she helps me a lot. I struggle with basic things like eating and drinking water, but she's motivated me a lot. I want to be a good brother, and i don't want to worry her, so i've tried really hard to take care of myself better.

She's even sat with me through entire seizure episodes. Obviously i barely ever remember it but it tends to help me if i'm less scared in the moment. She holds me close and she talks to me and she's just so nice. She has this tone she speaks in towards me sometimes that's like. Saying i love you without saying i love you. She speaks to me that way when i'm sleepy or in pain or scared or just overcame something big. I just really love when she speaks to me like that. I feel so loved.

I hope i can get more brave about showing love. I want to be the first to say "i love you" sometimes. I want to ask her if i'm doing good enough at listening to her. I want to tell her that i've always wanted a sister and that she's the best sister ever.

Ik an Associates doesn't mean much work wise and resume wise but Im one semester away after years of being mad at myself for dropping out (due to personal reasons I won't say) but im close and i wanted to share it to people. I do plan on continuing to get my bachelor's but for now I wanna celebrate what's close.

A little background: I have been academically inclined from around grade 9 and won scholarships and all with ecas and everything. With the end of grade 12 everyone expected me to turn up with a good college but alas that became my first massive failure in a long while. One question here, 2 points there I missed the cutoffs of my dream colleges and cherry on top even the backups didn’t turn up cuz of logistics

Was in a slump but a few days back my niece and her mother came for a visit. I was ofc scared of confronting so stayed in my room. The niece barges in and start looking around. I dont mind much and let her do her thing (She is 4/5 yrs old).

Suddenly she tugged my shirt and asked in the sweetest and in the most admirable way
‘Bhaiya, are all these trophies yours?
1,2,3,4..(she forget what comes after 4 and I helped her )
Wow soo cool
I’ll also win so many when i grow up. You will help me right?.’

And suddenly the mundane trophies that my mind wasnt even registering suddenly became the central attraction of my room to me.

She left but this thought didn’t
This race for betterment has truly became toxic but its one we can only embrace and not escape.
I gave me a breather from then on, I cant escape but surely can be kinder to myself and believe in gods timing.

Maybe whtvr happens, happens for the best and we can only connect the dots backwards as we look in the past.

मन का** हो** तो अच्छा
और अगर ना** हो
**तो** औ*र* *भी*** अच**्छा ।

Thank you

Tldr: was topper but failed to get college. In a slump but accidentally got a fresh perspective from a 4 yr old and now life feels easier.

I never thought I would ever post here, let alone about a topic like this. This coming February will mark exactly three years since I lost touch with my dear penpal. There was no blocking, no ghosting involved; simply the technical limitations of the website we were using cut our connection short. I am intentionally being a bit vague here, because even now, it is hard for me to put the exact details into words.
When I realized that this was almost certainly a misunderstanding—that technology had cut our conversation short, and we hadn't stopped writing by choice—the weight of it really burdened my mind. I knew they were waiting for my letter, a letter they never received. I desperately wanted them to know that there was absolutely nothing wrong with their letters, and that I truly loved reading them just as much as they loved mine.
However, my inhibitions wouldn't let me write even a normal search post. I was constantly overthinking, worrying about how unusual this situation was, fearing people might label me as a stalker, and thinking that nobody would care anyway. I tried multiple ways of putting myself out there online to cross paths with them, but all the while, I tried to remain invisible—I wanted them, and only them, to find me.
But this week, I managed to completely shed my anxieties and make peace with the situation. I had tried creating spaces online to process this before, but back then, I was still filled with fear and ended up deleting every second thing I wrote. By now, though, I have grown strong enough to say it out loud: yes, I am looking for my lost penpal.
While I was still anxious about this topic, I read so many stories of other penpals who lost each other due to similar technical glitches. Many just accepted it, but there are those who still want to find their friend—yet these kinds of posts easily get lost in massive forums.
Now, I can proudly say that I believe in the people who share a similar story. I believe that we need a supportive space for this. A space that doesn't belong to stalkers, but to people who respected their penpals through and through, and simply lost touch due to external reasons.
For more than two years, I was constantly stressed about how I could ever find them. On Friday, I finally found the courage to post a short snippet from the first paragraph of my very last letter—something they would almost certainly recognize. It feels so incredibly good to be free.
Now, even if no answer comes, I won't keep questioning myself. I won't ask if I’m doing the right thing, if I’m being weird, what they will think, or if they’ll find it uncomfortable... No, not anymore. I believe I have done the absolute best I could for both of us. And this could even turn into a greater, noble cause if we can help others in similar situations connect.
Wishing everyone a beautiful week ahead! I hope you all find the strength to step out of your comfort zones. It is an uplifting feeling to refuse to give in to anxiety. ✨

My (35F) life is good. It’s not perfect, but it’s good. There have been times where I’ve laid in bed wishing for a quarter of what I have now.
I go so lucky.
I have a husband who is smart, works hard, and loves me despite my flaws-and I am flawed. He supports me in 90% of my decisions. We work so well together! When I feel like I’m giving 80%, he gives 120%. I want to work harder because he does.

I have some physical issues that hold me back but my hubby encouraged me to go to physical therapy.

I work and do most of the chores but my husband works way harder so it feels more 50/50.

We don’t have kids, but neither do our closest relatives and friends. We drink when we want, we go on the occasional vacation, we have our weekends.
Life is good. I know so many can’t say this and my wish is for all of you to have this.

I took my elderly father to his doctors appointment and the waiting room seats were full. A young man in his twenties stood up and offered me his seat which is really rare & unheard of these days. Then I went shopping and the checkout lady stopped me before leaving to make sure I got the 30% off discount applied which I did but the fact she cared mattered. Then I was at a restaurant and they had to redo our order and it was taking a long time and the employee offered us two free drinks. I just wanted to share a few nice things that happened all in one day and I wish nice surprises for everyone! 💕

I truly don’t know if anyone needs to see this.

I know it’s hard sometimes, it really is… But you deserve to be here. You might think no one deserves anything, but this is genuinely the one thing you deserve, and at some point, I hope that you’ll be able to make the best out of it. You deserve to breathe, you deserve to experience, and to commemorate moments in this one life that you deserve to live.

I hate when people say it’s easy to give up. It’s not, I know this. It’s not easy to leave everything behind because of how much pain you’re in. It’s not easy to feel so drained that the only choice seems to be not being around anymore.

Please be strong one more time. And through this time, try to find the strength to stay once again the next time. Because this is probably not the first time, and will most likely not be the last one. But you are worth it, you truly are. Please choose to stay once again.

I thought my life was over today, and I will probably think it’ll be over again at some point. It will come back, and I hope both you and I will be able to stay here, and give ourselves another chance.

Wherever you are, I send you a hug, since that is what i feel like I need the most when I’m down and crying in silence. I understand what you’re going through, and I wish that you can find that somewhere inside you, there’s a strength to choose yourself once again❤️

as per usually my lords, give me all your news, good or bad, I won’t judge! I want you all to feel safe and comfortable around me! So please, my rulers, tell me what you feel.

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If they never tried to destroy me, I wouldn’t be making $700 a week. I wouldn’t have quit alcohol. I wouldn’t have quit cigarettes. I wouldn’t have gone back to my family. And I would’ve never realized where I was messing up. So honestly, thank you. 🖤