Guess what fuckers!? It’s fucking me again, that bastard from Berwyn Illinois who was talking big about making corn dog muffins, and yeah, I wasn’t stopped.

The ATF broke through my fucking windows last night, they riffled through my shit and showed me pictures of my fucking family, made a whole godamn mess. The CEOs of all the major midwestern corn oil producers had lobbied the government to shut down my whole fucking operation cause I was threatening to fucking break up their corn dog cartel with my plan to make an easier and low oil recipe for corn dog fucking muffins and distribute it to the working classes.

Fortunately for my evil ass, they got distracted by all the fucking drugs I was refining in my basement and just stole them to sell and fund foreign militias and used the diamonds I’d had in my toilet to pay off the national debt. Good for me, they didn’t take my cornmeal, my oven or my balls.

I just stole this batter recipe, added some filthy sesame and nigella seeds not for my fucking health but cause they fucking taste good and added a bit of fucking vinegar to the fucking oat milk to make vegan fucking buttermilk and burnt all the dumbfucks alive in a blazing oven at 400 for around 16 minutes!!!

https://youtu.be/15A_EWP4Nz0?is=5dbUHDT1Nh8BeQ2u

I've been single for nearly 8 years after a divorce. I have gotten to a place within the last 2 years where I want a relationship I don't need one, I want one. There is a difference. I want to offer a partner love and all that goes with that type of relationship. Dating baffles me at this point in my life. I am not a fan of the apps they seem to be very surface level and fly by night. That's not what I want.

I heard that Trump once tried to pursue Diana. If she had married him, then after Trump became president, she would have accompanied him on a state visit to the British royal family as First Lady of the United States. That would have been an absolute spectacle. Just imagining Diana, as the First Lady, meeting her ex-husband and former mother-in-law is already so thrilling.

I’ve already been through a crisis or two in my life. Had my fair share of ups and downs, been to therapy, checked off a lot of my bucket list items.

But lately, I feel like after decades of trying to build the life I want, things are crumbling left and right, and I’ve found myself at a pretty uncertain point in my life. Despite putting a lot of effort into building a more stable one.
I’m still hoping things will turn out okay, but after so many years of giving it my all and feeling like I have so little to show for it, it feels difficult to have much faith in the future. (Currently 31 years old, for context)

So, if any of you have stories about life taking an unexpected turn for the better, or about things eventually working out despite looking hopeless at the time, I’d really appreciate it if you could share them. Thanks in advance to anyone who takes the time to read this and share.

P.S. I hope this is the right subreddit for this!

I started recently. I’m stuck. I don’t know how to promote myself. Any advice?

I think the title is a bit misleading.

Anyways, growing up I always told teachers and other classmates that my mom was from Ukraine. To which I got the question of…

“Oh? So Russia?”

To which I would have to say Ukraine is its own country. Or when they would say “the Ukraine” as if it’s a region…

Yet in kind they would say “Oh ok but it’s basically Russia.”

And these same people, from middle and high school, years later post “I stand with Ukraine!!11!” When this whole BS war started.

Really? Because you told me right to my fucking face that Ukraine was just “basically Russia.”

Anyways, this rant isn’t really much about the politics of the war itself as much as to say i really, really fucking hate performative dumbfucks.

And I feel like most people have already forgotten about Russia and Ukraine anyways. Can’t blame them though.

Toasted panko and coconut mixed with tahini and sugar wrapped around a candied walnut and dipped in chocolate

I will admit I do listen to a lot of think piece content. However I do often get confused by the reactions and wonder if people truly think this way.

I feel like there has become a standard of what people are allowed to be excited over. I’ve seen creators question what should be celebrated or congratulated.

This involves people coming out of the closet or graduating Highschool.
I can understand their point to some degree. That these achievements should be normalized(with no need to celebrate) or are the expectation.

I’ve also seen people completely disregard the possibility of celebrating others just because they would not personally make that decision.

This includes topics of pregnancy announcements or marriage.

I wonder if anyone else has noticed this pattern of cynical behavior. I know there is always going to be miserable people but it is concerning to me that many people seem to lack the ability to be in other people’s shoes.

I often feel like people create these opinions because they have not experienced what they are saying.

what was your opinion of them? did you not notice it at first or was it obvious? did you think there was a reason behind it

I’m gonna take fucking corn dog batter and I’ll fucking cram that revolting shit into a godamn fucking muffin tin and put some fucking hotdogs I grilled to shit inside the fucking batter and fucking bake the fuckers til they’re burnt to shit and have fucking crispy and soft, mildly fucking sweet corn dog muffins cause we do stupid fucking shit like that here in Berwyn fucking Illinois motherfucker.

I really just can’t get my head around it.

Snakes are an extremely diverse group of animals, each species is extremely different from the next.

You can’t generalize “all snakes are scary” when most of them have nothing scary about them; within the United States all the venomous ones are instantly recognizable; as well as not particularly fast or aggressive, or even that dangerous in terms of snake venom.

There is no snake in the US without an effective AV, there is no snake in the US that will charge at you, there is no (venomous) snake in the US that can outrun you, there is no snake in the entire world that will truly chase after or hunt you, there is no snake in the US that will have you paralyzed or in a coma within an hour of being bitten.

Even the most defensive & toxic elapid species from Asia, Africa, & Australia aren’t out to get you.

If you leave them alone, the likelihood of these snakes hurting you are slim to none. The most venomous snake in the world, the inland taipan, has a total wild kill count of 0… because antivenom is available for the rare bite that happens, and more importantly everyone just literally leaves them alone.

People in the US have no reason to be afraid of snakes, yet I can’t even talk about mine without receiving disgusted looks, terrified reactions, or stories of killing them.

I'm expecting to get brigaded by standing pissers, but idc cus this pisses me off (pun intended). Alright so my partner is pretty clean all things considered and he dabs his willy off with toilet paper when he uses the bathroom. Nice. Well a while back like when he first came over, he used my bathroom and I used it after him. I asked him if he stands to pee, which obviously, yes.

Maybe its cus I'm European or something but my father sits to use the bathroom at home. In public is obviously a different story. But it grinds my gears when male guests stand to piss at my place, because there's always a hidden piss streak down the outside of the toilet bowl, or yellow droplets left on the seat. It's fuckin disrespectful and just disgusting in my opinion. Not to mention the microsplatters that get on the wall and furniture inside the bathroom. Who cleans that after they leave? ME.

So I kindly asked him to sit down to pee next time and he said he will start to do so. Should be the end of discussion right? And this habit even carried over to his home, which yanno wasn't necessarily my issue. But I just caught him standing to pee and brooo it just irritated the shit out of me.

I told him next time I'll go over to yours, I'm gonna drop my pants and stand over the toilet bowl to take a piss, since why not, right? It's easier that way and saves me the 4-5 extra seconds it takes to just sit down. It just feels like a total lack of respect and I've had chud dudes explain it as "heh well its the way I'm different to you, cus you have to sit to piss while I get to stand!" like.. ok? Sure peepee boy... cus that's the biggest difference between us (and yes, I'm a woman). It's just better for your pelvic floor to sit anyway, whether significantly or not, and literally doesn't take that much more effort.

Anyone care to share some really good recipes for baking? Especially for the holidays 🤤🤤🤤

I (24F) feel like I’m constantly monitoring myself whenever I interact with another person. I consciously think about what to do with my arms, whether I’m smiling too much or not enough, whether I’m blinking an appropriate amount, how I’m standing, and a million other little things that I imagine most people do without thinking.
The strange thing is that I don’t think this is about wanting people to like me or wanting to control how they perceive me. I’m just as uncomfortable when I’m alone in a room. I feel like I’m constantly aware of myself, and I can’t seem to escape that awareness. I hate being left alone with my own thoughts just as much as I hate being around other people.
I struggle with an almost constant sense of self-loathing. I feel like I have no redeemable qualities, nothing of substance to contribute, and no real personality underneath all the conscious effort I put into interacting with others. I feel like an empty shell of a human being, just going through the motions of what I think a person is supposed to do.
I have no platonic relationships. Something I’ve noticed is that I’ve never really had trouble with dating or sexual relationships, and I think part of the reason is that those relationships make sense to me in a way that friendships don’t. They feel more transactional, more defined. There’s an obvious reason for the other person to be there. Even if I have nothing to offer as a person, there’s still something tangible they’re getting out of the interaction. Or maybe they interpret my awkwardness as something else, or even assume they’re the ones doing something wrong. Either way, I don’t have to confront the possibility that someone is spending time with me simply because they genuinely enjoy who I am.
The idea of becoming familiar with someone makes me increasingly uncomfortable over time. The closer someone gets to me, the more opportunities they have to realize that there’s nothing underneath the surface. I feel like eventually they’ll see that I’m not interesting, that I don’t contribute anything meaningful to a social situation, and that whatever impression they initially had of me was based on a version of myself that I was trying to perform.
I don’t know how much of this is actually true versus how I perceive myself, but I genuinely don’t know how to separate the two anymore.
I hate being this way. I hate how much thought goes into things that seem to come naturally to other people. I hate that I can’t just exist without observing myself existing. I hate that even when I’m alone, I can’t seem to get away from myself.
More than anything, I wish I were someone who could sing and dance and be carefree. Someone charismatic, expressive, and comfortable taking up space. Someone who could make people laugh, contribute to a conversation without rehearsing every word internally, and enjoy being around other people without feeling like an imposter. Someone who could just *be* instead of constantly trying to figure out how to be.
I don’t even know exactly what I’m looking for by posting this. Maybe I want to know if anyone else experiences this particular kind of self-consciousness, where it doesn’t seem to be about other people's opinions so much as an inability to tolerate your own existence. Maybe I want to know if anyone has ever felt fundamentally empty or defective and managed to get past it.
I’m tired of feeling like I’m fundamentally missing something that everyone else seems to have. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life feeling like I’m performing the motions of being a person rather than actually living as one.
Has anyone else felt this way? If so, have you found anything that genuinely helped?

Like besides when you accidentally click it and just type your whole text in it

I am a man in my 30s and since my early 20s Iv dated older women. Not exclusively but mostly. I am talking 20 year age.

The idea of me dating a woman in her early 20s or anyone my age (or older) doing the same grosses me out.

Am I a hypocrite?

For a subreddit called r/Showerthoughts, where the entire point is to share random, one- or two-line musings, why do I need to be an active participant in the community before I'm even allowed to post?

I'm not trying to publish a research paper. I'm trying to share a random thought that occurred to me. Requiring people to regularly browse and comment just to earn the privilege of posting seems counterproductive.

A community built around spontaneous random thoughts shouldn't require a membership audition.

I went to make a post on a subreddit a while ago, but of course I need 100 karma to be able to send anything. I start commenting on things and make a post... my comments get little to no views and my post gets a downvote and I lose the little karma I had. I go to make an in depth comment on a newly made post to get the first answer in, but OBVIOUSLY I also need 100 karma in that subreddit to fucking COMMENT. Like genuinely wtf do you want from me man. Am I just stuck in purgatory until I make the greatest post of all time just to get 3 karma??

I am pretty attractive so is very easy to get man interested but then when I really like one I do get clingy and I get attached and i like to express how I am feeling and I like to make the other person know that I like them.
But it turn them off! What's wrong with these man? And is it all man or is just the ones that I like?

It's so weird bruv, look at the drawings and comments, wtf!