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I feel, don t get me wrong. I do feel. But I can t connect with people when something happens to them, even if I know it s horrible and awful for them, but I won t feel bad. I feel more concerned with knowing I should feel something then anything else. It s all very selfish. I m an expert at faking it, enthusiasm for my sister-in-law s pregnancy, to sorrow at my sister s miscarriage.

I didn t feel anything for these events. I faked the hell out of emotions, but I didn t, and still haven t felt anything.

In that vein, I don t really love anyone. I m attached to people, I suppose, but more in the sense that if they all died it would be incredibly uncomfterable and inconvient. I don t know that I would actually miss any of them.

I obviously feel emotion--my mom seems to wave away a lot of me being odd as just my personality type (INTJ) but... I m nearly certain that being emotionally dead regarding other people isn t very normal. This isn t a new thing either. I ve always been like this.

This isn't my first tattoo, but if I get it on my wrist it'll be the first really 'visible' one I have. I'm unsure if it's a good idea because I will end up doing something with linguistics. I'm unsure at the moment if I'll be teaching English or translating from home (the latter is the main goal, but I don't want to rule anything out). I just don't want to screw myself over something small--it won't be very big just a word and I could cover it but I don't know if I want to have to do that. What do you think?

I've decided to tell him that I like him Friday, but I think it's best to emotionally prepare myself for either outcome. So, what's the best/worst outcome you've experienced?

I've always hated school. I can actually feel myself dying, at the moment. It's not an issue with my grades or making friends, it just that I am so insanely miserable at school. I feel like everything is happening and i'm stagnant. I'm just twiddling my thumbs while everything is happening around me and it's killing me. The only difference between college and high school is now I am paying to be unhappy. I really really want to just get my TEFL certificate and start teaching English in another country (I'm going into Linguistics anyway, but I can't even take a language class as this **** community college). I want to start doing things, butI don't even know how to begin. My parents are desperate for me to stay in school, but I am closer to killing myself then getting a degree.

I've had Fergalicious stuck in my head for the past 3 weeks, and it's slowly driving me and all my friends insane. It just will not leave me! Any advice on how to end this asap?

the problem is 5(x+2)^2+17(x+2)+6

I don't know how to use substitution because we haven't gone over it in class. I'm not even sure how to start. Any help is very appreciated. Thanks!

Realistically, I know this likely is my fault, but I cannot fathom what that is. I have the cleanest room in the house, I vaccum daily, I use the carpet cleaner monthly. It doesn't smell bad from anything I can detect, and yet, every night, without fail, my mom's dog poops in my room. And it's driving me insane.

Everyone else in the house acts like its no big deal, which to be fair, none of them realize how awful these poops smell. (Literally rousing me from dead sleep). The obvious answer is to just close my door, and I've tried that, but unfortunately my dog can't get out in the night and will have an accident instead.

I'm surrounded by dogs, an animal which I hold little affection for (the one that's mine was picked out by my mom and adopted me as her person) one of which routinely poops in my room. I really don't know what to do anymore. I've tried everything from closing the door and taking my dog out multiple times during the night (failure, I did this for two weeks and she would poop in my room every night around 1 am), to banning all animals from my room.

I feel like nobody else in my family is even mildly concerned, and I'm slowly going insane out of frustration.

Does anyone know how to solve this? Or have any advice at all??

Normally, I'd say obviously--the only thing is, we both plan to go really short, and I don't want her to feel like I've come out of the blue and copied her, seeing as I haven't really made my intentions known. I don't know, I'm probably overthinking this. Anyway, is it okay? Or is it just weird?

A few weeks ago in my physics class we did this mini test with decibels, and I was the last person to hear the noise, and the first to put my hand down--around the same time as my teacher. I was only mildly concerned at the time, and didn't think much of it until the other day when I realized how much people sound like they are mumbling around me. I feel hyper aware now when I ask people to repeat themselves, and whenever I just sort of vaguely nod because I've already asked them to repeat themselves a few times. I'm only 18, and if subtitles aren't being used, I'm probably gonna miss a bit on the conversation.

My friends think I'm overreacting, and I'm not sure how to bring the subject up with my mom.

I'm alone at work, and I keep feeling like someone is standing just behind me and it's freaking me out. How do I not feel like this? It's very unsettling and I can't get rid of this bad vibe.

The woman next to me keeps on looking/glaring at me and it's creepy af. She'll look over and if I turn my head to her she looks away. It's disturbing.

No zombies, just some really nitty gritty people that would probably kick your butt. Assuming you don't die horribly from whatever illness spreading or famine causing the end of the world--how well do you truly think you would do?

And how would you do it?

The scenario is; its a regular old day, when somebody (anyone close to you, it doesn't matter--mom, dad, brother, friend) calls you and tells you that everything has gone to hell, and you need to get out. It's sudden and fast and when you go outside explosions and basically everything that would go wrong is. Tada. End of the world.

Personally, I'd probably die if I was at school (a total of 2000 students, give or take). However, assuming I managed to escape or whatever, I'd still probably die horribly okay because my people skills are like 2.

All my friends talk about all the guys flirting with them and yada yada, and I'm like ??? Is it really that common???

Guys simply refuse to speak with me unless I initiate conversation--occasionally someone will say something, and then I strike up conversation or whatever.

It's pretty weird, actually. Is it possible im just giving off the impression that i am totally uninterested, I mean my natural resting face makes me look pissed.

And I'm pretty sure I'm not butt ugly, people have never teased me for my looks or anything. Am I just oblivious? How do I not be?

my budgie Garfunkel loves whistling, sometimes he chirps along but mainly he beak grinds.

my other budgie Sherwin only likes the Pina Colada song, he dances and sings:) what sounds do your birds like?

I've known mine for six years, and she's my favorite person ever. Like, she's really amazing.

How long have you known your best friend???

I literally have an 80 in one of my college classes, because the teacher put one quiz in that was an 80.

That's it. All my other classes, I have 90s or above, and my mom won't stop hounding me, and quite frankly, it's pissing me off.

She doesn't seem to realize how suffocating she's being, and when I get frusterated, she doesn't even bother to let me tell her why, because she plows right through like anything I have to say is unimportant. It's honestly making me very angry that she's treating me like I am so stupid.

I'm a pretty mellow person, I don't get angry often, and I don't really care when people talk over me, I'm used to it, it's a way of life--but this, this is just ridiculous.

She literally answers questions for me, cutting me off before I can even answer. I haven't said a lot to my dad this past week, because every question he directs at me my mom answers.

It is so irritating. Why won't she leave me alone?

So school starts tomorrow which sucks, and my mom stole my phone charger claiming that she needs it so she can use the alarm on her phone. The only problem is I now have no alarm, I asked her to wake me up, but since my mom is literally the most forgetful person on the face of he planet, there is a 90% chance that she's going to forget.

Should I just say screw it and wake up whenever, or is there a way I can actually wake up on my own?

There is no way in hell my phone will last through the night, as it has 16% battery.

I had an imaginary friend named Fred, only that wasn't his real name, and he couldn't tell me what he was actually called because bad things would happen otherwise. Anyway, he told me to call him Fred after we watched Harry Potter, and there is a whole crazy story about this that if rather not get into, but anyway, his name was Fred.

Basically Fred was really sarcastic and morbid, he told really strange jokes and often made fun of people. He had a really ironic sense of humor, and was always wanting to do something really nasty to people like scare them or something.

He was also really nice at times, like sometimes I would get scared and he would comfort me and blah blah blah. Anyway, there was this whole back story as to why he was in our world, because he wasn't actually from here, and yeah.

I never told my parents about him because he asked me not too (long story; basically the secret made it fun), anyhow, growing up, did you have an imaginary friend?

I'm kinda emotionally tactless. It's a fault of mine, one that time and time again I cannot fix.

I don't mean to disregard feelings of others, I really am not doing it too be mean--I literally just get so caught up in whatever I'm doing that emotions have no meaning to me, it's the information I'm getting out of it that's important.

I don't get emotions, I don't know how to comfort people when they are sad, the best someone will ever get is an awkward pat on the back--I'm the person my friends go to for outside opinions, the person who nobody goes to for emotional things.

I'm detached from everyone because I don't know how to talk to people on an emotional level. It makes me uncomfortable and I'm not sure if I can change.

When we where younger, we where relatively close, seeing as how she was older than me and I saw her as more of a friend (she's my step-sister).

She's basically a horrible person. She's so gross, honestly, disgusting. She won't shower for weeks and is truly the most disgusting person I have ever met. She doesn't take care of herself. She lies and is a horrible manipulator.

Now that she's grown and moved out of the house, I don't talk to her, I have no contact with her whatsoever, but now that she's pregnant, my family talks about her all of the time.

I really cannot express the rate at how frustrating this is.

My mom, from what I've gathered, doesn't like her, but does love her. If that makes any since.

I don't like her. I don't get bubbly warm feelings, I get frustrated if anything, and quite frankly have a hard time giving a crap about her at all.

Is there a way, that I can inform my mom without sounding like a selfish brat (I swear, I promise you I am not jealous of her) that I really, really don't want to hear about my sister's life?

I've been doing fine at ignoring her, and vice versa (I get the feeling she doesn't give two shits what happens to me, either), but now it's like watching a horrible train wreck, and I can't look away because my parents are making me watch.

I'm doing this for my own sake. I was forced to spend years with her, and I can't take it anymore.