When I was a kid they were almost always like movies - I wasn’t involved at all, just watching things play out. Sometimes they would be first person though. In early adulthood it flipped, now they’re almost always first person.

I know in real life it must have been gory and tragic, and I would normally never laugh about someone losing a pet, but the first mental image that comes to mind for me is cartoony and ridiculous so I’m with you on this one

I grew up rural (largest town I lived in by far was ~15K) and probably not tbh. I’ve been living in big cities abt 10 years now, basically my whole adult life.

1. I fucking hate driving
2. I have finally basically entirely escaped small town gossip, I’m not going back, I love my privacy too much
3. It’s hard enough to make friends with a big pool of options, let alone like 1000 people who already know your whole family lol

On the plus side, the sense of community can be good in some small towns. It’s nice when most of the town shows up to community events - what else are they gonna do, stay home alone on the rare day somethings happening? It felt easier to form community groups like bands etc in that way.

I would consider moving to a smaller city, but probably nothing under 100K, and it would need transit too.

Same story here. I dream journaled religiously for a couple months, it happened once during that time, and then I gave up, lol.

My partner and my mom both use swipe, I guess I thought it was more common. Meanwhile I would rather walk over to my computer and use a desktop version if possible if it’s anything more than a sentence here and there.

I ate locusts once, I could only taste the seasonings on them. Nice and crunchy though.

I know a friend of a friend who had a platonic sugar daddy - this is extremely rare. From what I’ve heard from sex worker friends, the most common thing they want is companionship (followed by sex, and then nonsexual kink activities), so you would still have to provide that even if you’re not going to have sex. You can’t expect money for nothing, but sex is not the only thing being asked for here. I can’t speak to getting banned or not, but if you are not willing to have sex or indulge in any kinks you will realistically be looking for an absurdly tiny pool of sugar daddies, while sifting through tons of typical potential clients who do expect sex and/or kink, and plenty of scams on top of that.

I like kids, and want to become a parent. Not because kids are cute - they often aren’t - but to have a family and get to nurture a young person and see them grow up. However, I hate the societal pressure to have kids and the way it pushes people who don’t genuinely want to have kids into parenthood because it’s the default. And it’s often justified with ‘kids are cute’ as if finding kids cute is all it takes to be a parent. So you run into shitty to mediocre parents running around with kids they didn’t want because they were told kids are the fucking meaning of life, but gave up early on because, what do you know, parenting is actually hard. And for a lot of us, those are our parents, grandparents, bosses, friends, or community members, and it’s so frustrating to see that everywhere. It’s really disturbing to be told by shitty parents (like my own mom) that parenthood is the best thing in the world.

As long as it’s not in front of actual kids, I don’t see a problem with jokes like this, and I sometimes find them pretty funny tbh. I’m not interested in giving shitty parents a free pass because kids are cute. It’s not cute when someone doesn’t support their kids or think about their needs, or sees them as a cute accessory instead of a person. I’m with the childfree people on this - usually their hate is not towards the children, but towards shitty parents and towards having kids being seen as the default.

I disagree. I never fully stopped using reddit, aside from the protests. There are just too many small unique communities there that I can’t leave atm, because there is no equivalent Lemmy community. I use it less and less over time but I can see how many people in my shoes would have just returned to reddit 100% instead of using both.

My own principles: Upvote things more people should see - good points, questions that improve the conversation, things that made me laugh Downvote things that fewer people should see - bigotry, derailing the conversation, bad faith arguments, spam I don’t vote at all on the majority of posts and comments I see

I haven’t seen the post you commented on and I don’t want to take a stand right here right now on asklemmy but I could see how that comment could be seen as derailing in some conversations about nuclear power. There are many other factors than cost when it comes to power sources as well.

https://oceanservice.noaa.gov/facts/gltides.html

If the great lakes only see a fluctuation of 5cm max, I don’t think it is affecting the human body in any meaningful way.

A few main issues contributed: the commute was 1.5-2h each way. The pay was low, and the raises that kept being hinted at never materialized. And the supervisor… picture this: you’re in your mid 20’s,and your supervisor is the same age as you. He was clearly only made supervisor because he’s good at the work he used to do, not because he has any leadership skills. He doesn’t seem to enjoy being in management, and is responsible for a solid 90% of all workplace hostility. He’s not exactly mean or anything, but definitely way too intense. Despite having done the same work you’re doing, his expectations seem maybe impossible? His work is his life and he brags about things like working on Christmas.

There were a lot of things I genuinely liked about the job, but after a time my mental health was the worst it had ever been. It’s the only time I’ve genuinely felt suicidal at all, as in, not intrusive thoughts, but actual desire. I had so little spare time because of the commute, but couldn’t afford to move closer. I knew I had to leave the job and was frequently applying for other jobs but hadn’t had any success yet. I was too scared of not having another job lined up.

Then I went and hung out with an old coworker from a restaurant I had worked at in the past, and I found out the dishwasher there had a higher hourly wage than I did at my STEM job that required a degree - it was a pretty fancy restaurant but still… Within like two or three days (I think, although I was dissociating a lot so it’s hard to say) I had my resignation letter turned in, and I was ready to leave and never look back.