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I struggled with food for a long time. It was my everything. My lifeline. I couldn’t stop myself. I just kept eating. And eating. Then I’d eat some more. One day, I had to look in the mirror, though. I had to ask myself: is any of this really worth it? I mean, look at me. I look disgusting. I put on a shirt that used to fit like a glove in high school and end up looking like Brent from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. But even still, I didn’t stop. Cake. Candy. Burgers, fries, pizza, ice cream. My daily rotation looked like a 6-year-old’s dream. Only I was 27. Still living with my mom. Still sleeping in the same sweat-stained bed from years of night terrors. I couldn’t even come up with a valid reason as to why things got this bad. I was in the middle of it. When you’re in the middle of something, it’s hard to see the starting line, and even harder to see the finish. I tried the normal shit. Caloric deficits. Exercise. I’d walk at least 2 miles a day, but then I’d be raiding my pant...

Most people think my job is insane. Honestly, they're probably right. When people talk about dangerous professions, they usually mention logging, commercial fishing, or construction. Those jobs earn their reputation. One mistake, one moment of bad luck, and you're fucked. Or hell, dead. Me? I always found myself drawn to danger. Maybe it's the adrenaline. Maybe it's because some part of me enjoys standing in places most people would never willingly go. You can learn a lot about a person from the work they choose to do. For me, that work is commercial diving. Most folks hear that and assume it's terrifying. Being dropped into cold, dark water hundreds of feet from the surface while surrounded by machinery that could crush you without warning doesn't exactly sound appealing to the average person. The funny thing is, I find it relaxing. Down there, the world becomes quiet. The noise of everyday life (the wife complaining) disappears beneath the water. It's jus...

This all started on a pretty typical Saturday night. Myself, my partner, my sister and her partner, along with my mom and dad, were having one of our usual family nights at my parents’ house. We do this maybe once a month. Nothing fancy, just dinner, hanging out, catching up. We’re all in our early 40s now, and my parents are in their mid-70s. My dad is 76. We ordered Chinese food, ate way too much, and had a really nice evening. After dinner, like we often do, we decided to go for a walk around the neighborhood to help settle everything. My sister, my partner, and I all smoke marijuana fairly regularly. My parents don’t smoke at all. My dad especially has always been very “old school” about it. I remember him saying once that he tried it maybe a single time when he was a teenager in the 1960s, didn’t feel anything, and never bothered with it again. About six months earlier, something kind of funny had happened. The 6 of us were at Red Lobster for dinner and found a small package of l...

A guy stopped me in a parking garage yesterday and asked if I could help him find his car. He was older and pretty stressed and kept saying he knew he parked on level 4, so I figured we would walk around for five minutes and find it. We did four laps pressing his key fob and listening for anything. Nothing. Eventually a security guy came over and asked to see his parking ticket. He looked at it for about two seconds and told us he had parked in the East Garage. We were in the West Garage. Neither of us said anything for a second, then the guy started laughing so hard he had to lean against the wall. We went over to the other garage and his car was sitting exactly where he remembered leaving it. So technically his memory was fine. We just spent 37 minutes looking in the wrong building. submitted by /u/CheapChart3328 [link] [comments]

I (27 female) was at Animal Kingdom with my husband (27 male) and in-laws (in their 50’s). It was January, it was cold and I was also just getting over a cold. We were having a great time and one of the first rides we went on was Everest. It is a very fun roller coaster but caused me to have a coughing fit afterwards because of the rush of cold air that went into my face on the ride. When we got off of the roller coaster we were standing together, I was facing my husband, and his parents were facing each other. While they were debating about where we were going to eat lunch I was having a coughing fit, and I squatted down to get a cough drop, and some tissues out of my backpack. That was where I messed up. I didn’t realize I had to pee, and as I was coughing in the squatting position, I fully peed myself. I looked up at my husband and just mouthed “I just peed” He looked back at me with wide eyes and nodded. Once I stood up, he suggested to his parents that we should find a bathroom,...

For context this person was a hoarder but not an extreme one she didn’t hoard everything like trash or broken items just a lot of random stuff. Such as she kept her mail from the past 10 years as well as 50+ movies on disk but she didn’t have a disk player, 100s of books, and all her sisters items which were plentiful. All of this stuff was in a pretty small 1 bed 1 bath apartment. Why my boss was annoyed was because her smoke detectors needed the batteries to be changed he learns this via a calendar reminder he made weeks beforehand and when he sees this he says “crap we gotta change her smoke detectors batteries” and follows up in a joking tone “this might be her last battery change”. The next day she was found dead via welfare check from being essentially old. My boss since has regretted this remark dearly and swears he didn’t kill her. I still don’t whether to laugh at this or not. submitted by /u/Both_Win3736 [link] [comments]