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I suffered for a long time, wasihng my hands until they were red. after that, the OCD become mental, intrusive thoughts. there is no better coping method than therapy. this question is like asking, "does anyone else have an ache in their back? how to cope" dude just see a doctor
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felt amazing to be married. felt amazing to be loved, and to have something to love/care about. then i woke up.
reality hit like a sack of shit. felt terribly depressed after awakening. im sick of being so alone.
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I had a strange one recently, though most of my dreams aren't at all based in common reality, this one stood out not only because it felt like I was in a situation that could happen (in non-dream standards, mind you), but I was also me at an age of I think around 12-13. It also featured my little sister, around the age of 7 or 8 (her current age).
Basically what happens is that our mother who I can only assume is the last surviving of her family dies, and we were left to go live with our older adoptive sister. This is all assumed, as in this is kind of the context I was feeling while in the dream, why things were happening, why I was there. Our older adoptive sister was an anthropomorphic possum though she didn't dress the same way I believe it was based on the main character from a webcomic called 'habits' or 'clementine' as some call it on vice because she was basically homeless. We walked around a downtown area of a medium sized city as she would drink alcohol and flip off cars that passed us by, edging us on to do so with her. I would, but my little sister wouldn't. Then she bought us slushies, poured alcohol into mine and I got drunk with her while my little sister just drank a normal slushy, after that I woke up.
I liked it, felt like I was having fun in the dream in the innocent way a kid at that age would despite the shitty situation.
- Dreamed I killed the actor for Vera from Mr. Robot by sinking a boat in the kitchen along with an Irish singer (I think it was the guy who sung "its a long way back to recovery"), then while underwater, pushing him into the freezer. Somehow both Vera and the Irish guy got in there and drowned. Went to tell Mom about it, we lived in a house that was different from ours. Sort of like our old house. Felt bad about it. Ran over and opened the freezer. Vera was still alive. Let him out. He was mad but not really as mad as you would think. Then I took a ride on a razor scooter around the neighborhood, which was different. I uprooted two marijuana plants, which looked very much like sunflowers, which were growing in a field of marijuana and then planted them in the basement which for some reason had a bunch of dirt in it. The next day, although I don't remember doing anything between then and the next day, Mom had found out about all the stuff I had done and had left notes.
Second part
Like on the dead body of the irish guy which she had partially cut up so that only his jaw was still sitting in the empty freezer and in the basement where she had uprooted my marijuana plants. The house this time was almost like a big wooden beach house except that the walls of the sitting room were glass and I could see out into a city outside which was probably Baltimore. All the lights were out. One time I walked outside and started talking to this lady for no reason. I asked her if she was Sarah, one of my mom's friends, when she obviously wasn't but she said that was her name. Then she said she was a prostitute and asked me if I wanted her services. I said no. I ran around the house trying to fix the lights and I eventually got them all to work by somehow linking them to the TV remote except that when you changed the channel they all turned off. Finally I see dad. He's dressing himself in a dark blue button up shirt with little white stripes and is acting like he's going somewhere. He asks me if I did all those stupid things yesterday on my own. I say I did. He says that everyone knows there is football tomorrow. Mom scolds me for stealing marijuana that's meant for autistic people. I'm trying to think up a response to this other than "I'm sorry" when I wake up.
What do you guys think of this dream?
The world looked like one of those mobile game fantasy worlds with too much pink and purple
I had a dream I was getting married to my second cousin (once removed). It's not incest (legally, biblically, or biologically).
I was so happy… 15. Married. I had a companion, a WIFE. Responsibility. Love.
It was a quick wedding. It wasn't big or anything… it was nighttime, and we just sort of stared at eachother for a sec before hopping in the back of a car to go get hitched. No big reception, no party, nothing. Just a quiet wedding with a couple of family members and a priest.
I don't especially love my cousin, but when this dream occured, I felt so content. Grown up. Responsible. Loving, providing. Like a real man.
When I realized it was just a dream, I felt so terrible. I went through the stages of grief in like 2 seconds; first I denied it was fake. I desperately tried to forget and fall back asleep. When I realized I couldn't, a deep melancholy washed over me. I had it all… and in one second, lost it all.
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>Part six is without description.
Also epilepsy warning. Binaural beats can cause seizures, if you're prone to them, don't listen.
The guy who created the soundtrack also made the game itself! His name is Osamu Sato and he is still active in creating his art to this day. Two years ago he released a album with new electronica tracks he made with remastered and remixed tracks from the LSD game. There are two editions to this album, linked below. I also highly recommend checking out some of the other playlists of albums on the youtube page that uploaded these albums, there is some great interesting stuff.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYa-ed8ysKA&list=PLeM8JZxcJKguzhTJibGUJ8_zA-rrIO4Eu
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUI9QYWPydY&list=PLeM8JZxcJKgtyfQ7MwgqZzm3g6t3hIQiq
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Well, jews fear the indoor chicken farmer
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I just wish I was young and could trick or treat without a care in the world. The candy was so sweet
I need to start planning out to watch a horror movie each night for October. Does anyone have any obscure recommendations?
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Suposedly massaging the spleen internally grants an incredibly intense sensation, like a constant orgasm that doesn't run out.
Couldn't find any info on Google, i doubt there's any truth to it, but i'm still curious nonetheless, have you guys ever heard anything about it?
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I'm scared.
So glad to hear this friend. I recently sought help for problems myself. We’re all gonna make it
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That's really good to hear. I'm still hoping to achieve any improvements. I haven't made any steps yet on attempting to find a psychologist or even return to where I went before. I feel as if due to the pandemic they'd want me to do video calls or something over the phone which I'm not willing to do at all. Such a troubling situation. I guess I can say, I haven't really become any worse. I've been avoiding specific negative triggers that throw me into panic states as well. I never had heard about that regarding the Columbine survivor though. Interesting and extremely wild odds.
get some exercise. you dont even have to go outside. do some pushups and squats. at least open a window though
I'd give you a source but I can't seem to find it, so I sure hope I wasn't accidentally giving false information. Anyway, my therapist does phone calls and not video calls. Is it possible you can ask them to do a phone call instead since you can't do video calls?
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Exercise really helps tbh but my kneecaps absolutely despise squats. I end up doing yoga a lot of the time and then walking on the treadmill. Works just as good for me.
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I actually forgot to put the source. It's from Kitty Horrorshow, but I'm unsure which game it is. It might be cover art for one of the Abandoned Cities bundles.
Source: Zdzisław Beksiński. Very good artist and a tragic story. Trigger warning for suicide if anyone would like to read about him.
Interesting, I'll have to read into it, and possibly try out the game. Thanks for the info.
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>Britney Spears
I'll always have a soft spot for her. May sound cliché, but she caused my very first hard-on. I've always really liked Sometimes and Lucky. However, I would have to say Toxic would be my third after those two.
Dude Britney Spears is great, her production is so good and damn catchy. It’s a shame she’s effectively held hostage by her Dad legally
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If you really do all these things, you aren't inadequate. As for not feeling satisfied with yourself… who knows?
I don't know a lot about life. I'm 15 and I'm not that smart. From what I can gather, people raise kids to fill something in their life. They get married. They buy land, and pick up hobbies. They build things with their hands, like a shed or something. I dunno.
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Everything above survival needs aren't needs. Further the distinction between safety and physiological needs is bunk. There are survival needs—the things without which you simply cannot be—and there is what you really want to do with your life. Without satisfying your survival needs, it'll be difficult to do what you really want to do. Some persons don't really have any special desires, so they'll be fine with just maximizing the satisfaction of their survival needs. I really only care about one thing, so that's what I built my life around. In terms of satisfying my needs, I figured a way to do that that's integrated with that lifestyle, so I never feel like I have to `work' to survive: I live in my own happy little world.
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The problem seems to be that what you're doing with your life is not what you really want to be doing with your life, or it is but there's something missing. You should know more about your life than I do, so I won't tell you what changes will work for you, but there are some general suggestions about how to figure it out. As banal as it sounds, trying different things tends to be a good place to start.
It could also be a mental health condition. If lifestyle changes don't improve your malaise, professional help may be beneficial.
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Lemme star by talking about mine, which for some reason, always seem to be disjointed for some reason. Had these yesterday.
First nightmare was me having a conversation to this sort of cockroach with human, slanted eyes with a mouth (kind of similar to David Cronenberg's Naked Lunch), about dissecting a human corpse, which was on a tiny table and was only a torso with a couple of organs with it's head and one arm cut off. As i was doing the operation, the cockroach thing kept talking to me about some non-sense i forgot, while blood kept spurting on my hands inside the human corpse's carcass.
Second one was me starting at the bottom of a sterile, white staircase (which i suppose was a hospital?), which had a backdoor of some sort. When i opened it, there was a large city road that had two groups of crowded people in different sides, arguing about some religion thing; one dude that was from the left side of the street, which was somebody i personally knew, started to fight with the other group which was on the right. Hugged him in an attempt to restrain him from getting his shit fucked by the mob of angry people, and pulled him inside the (what i suppose is) hospital's backdoor and locked it. He was lying unconscious on the floor, as i hopelessly tried to wake him up.
>Sometimes I wish I had a camera in my bedroom
I've personally thought about doing this and then checking my findings. Would it be something you're willing to invest in? If so, I hope you'll share whatever you may discover.
Basically what I want to know is whether I really touched my face (I know there's nothing really visible about astral projection), or in another case I woke up screaming, but had the sensation as though my real voice started as a nigh-silent groggy hum gradually geometrically growing through a couple seconds to the full scream—then I was fully awake and stopped screaming, and noöne else heard the scream though they may have been out of earshot—so I'd want to know what part was in the dream, and what part was real. I could easily set something up, but my problem is I'd have to inspect everything to make sure it meets my security/privacy standards—knowing my laziness, that's unlikely.
I used to explore astral projection about a decade ago. I haven't really done anything further in doing anything else since around that time. Maybe, just maybe I should. I tended to have very unusual dreams during that period as well as more lucid dreaming to the point where I do honestly believe I had achieved my desired result. Sorry for going a bit off from your reply here. I've experienced similar as well with screaming and yet no one else seemingly hearing me. I've even done so while sharing a bed with someone or just being a room apart from each other. You very well could have experienced some inbetween state of being in your dream as well as awake very akin to the astral plane. I'm sure there's other anons that may be lurking that could expand on this. Which I'm also very curious to know more about. Just make sure it's an offline device instead of something more modern such as an IP security camera of sorts. Probably could order or get your hands on an old set up perhaps from the '80s or '90s if privacy is your main concern.
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I was being chased down the street at midnight. It was completely red. I knew I had to of died when I woke up. Don't know what it was about this dream but it fucked my brain UP.
I was also fairly young when I dreamt it so that may also be why.
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If I recall I believe it was a standalone candy and didn’t come as a part in anything
Oh, I see. I guess I just didn't come across those as I don't even remember seeing them in stores.
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Hey! I forgot all about that. I wonder if mine is still back at home, as I got one back then too. Thanks for the refresher with posting that. I have a hard time really adjusting that much time actually has went by. Before we even realize it, it'll be 25 and then 30.
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Knowing that I don't have to be anywhere, that I can just sit inside where it's all warm with a blanket and some hot drinks feels so good. Maybe put on a film. Music sounds so much better with the soothing, constant sound of rain to accompany it.
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Even when I do have to go out, hearing the rain tapping on my umbrella is 10/10 comfy. Then walking into work or a café where the smell of coffee hits me and peeling off all my wet clothes is so satisfying and rewarding. Seeing that condensation on the window and watching people come and go, bracing themselves for the storm outside. Watching the rain fall and telling myself I'll wait "five more minutes" before I do it myself again and again…
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I much prefer rainy weather to sunny weather. I also much prefer winter clothes like fluffy socks and chunky knit jumpers. I always get excited to light the first fire in autumn. I like those short days when you can turn on the comfy lighting a little earlier. I have fairy lights, a salt lamp and lots of candles.
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I used to have an intense phobia of clowns. It's been phased out many, many years ago, but it was absolutely brutal for a little while to even catch a glimpse of anything clown-related. My cousins had this dome covering for a ceiling light with an image of a cartoon clown and I couldn't even be in that room unless it was taken down.
I was just horribly spooked by clowns for whatever reason.
I slightly wouldn't mind this if I was put in a position where I wasn't where I am now with more stability than I currently have.
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I actually tried to make Chefir a few times. All I felt was a strong caffeine rush, nothing special.
The second time I did it I smoked weed with my friends and I just felt like I had more energy and was less sleepy than I usually would have.
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Satan himself out here with good advice for you OP. I hope your life has improved in the last year and a half
I think that's okay. I also didn't show much affection for my parents other than an occasional forced hug. I think that happened because I couldn't relate to them, and so I didn't want to open up my soul because I knew they wouldn't really be able understand. Sometimes my mother reproached me in lack of emotionality but ironically enough I've always considered myself to be much more emotional than her, just never really showed that. I used to think that it was just some teenage angst and that one day I'll once again be able to have warm relationships with my parents just like I did in childhood, but now I'm well past puberty and I still feel the same. But I don't regret it at all, honestly. We don't get to choose our parents, so trying to act towards them dishonestly in any way will always be vain.
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I yelled fuck you at my brother and my dad beat me up and kicked me out of the house
I took my computer and it is setting down
I have 2 minutes left
I dont know where else to go
i am on the roof of my building. i climbed to the satelite dish but thats it
i cant get my charger, ill get yelled at again
what do i do
help
I don't know how to respond to this. Is it bait? I would hope things got resolved by now, it's been a few days. As long as you're under your dad's roof there's nothing you can really do. Assuming you're old enough, I'd just get my shit and leave for good. Don't be afraid to defend yourself against your father.
Update - im good now. I unfortunately did not set a password so i cannot delete this cringe post. Otherwise, all is well (more or less)
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He probably thinks I'm a creepy weirdo. Then again, I guess I am, huh?
When was the last time you were spooked?
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Yes, I am.
Basically a guy was trying to get his car into the garage, and when he got out of his car to open the garage door, the van started to reverse and crashed into my door, luckily no one left wounded, but the van damaged my wall and my door.
It was the party van.
Pic related.
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Reminds me of a good tale about an anon who grabbed a pigeon from outside a gamestop, released it inside, and got a free game for removing it.
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What are your experiences, and did you see the shadow man, or something else spookier?
I've never had any figures before, and I hope I dont get any in the future.
I find I can get myself out of paralysis by wiggling my toes, though I may be unique in this. Eventually it wakes up my ankle and from there my legs are able to and I just wake up my body.
I plan on taking up lucid dreaming too, I hope you find success in it!
I've also had some sleep paralysis recently. That time I wanted to see what would happen if I kept my eyes open. I saw what I could only describe as a shadow man darting around my kitchen and felt utterly terrified. I felt like my heart was going to pop out of my chest to the point where I honestly thought I might have a heart attack if I kept my eyes open any longer than I did. Though that fear might have been baseless due to the horror I was feeling in the moment. Even then, it was pretty cool looking back on it.