I do this too. Though instead of a hard-boiled egg, I like to fry one so the yolk is still a little runny, and put it on top.

Recently, I’ve been making a vinaigrette with olive oil, vinegar, dijon mustard, salt/pepper, honey, and Lao Gan Ma spicy chili crisp. It’s pretty damn good.

Trying to mentally/emotionally distance myself from my “customer service” job. Like, pretending I’m not a CSR, but that I’m playing the role of a CSR in a show, or something. After over 10 years working jobs like this, and for multiple reasons, the stress and asshole customers have been making me even even more miserable than necessary lately.

At the very least, this is helping me stay cool-headed and friendly enough to piss off angriest/most condescending callers, which can be pretty cathartic sometimes. It’s not so effective when it’s overwhelmingly busy, though.

Also, calling my lawyer, which was extremely stressful to me for literally no logical reason. Actually, I had a reason to look forward to it.

It’s really frustrating how little value so many adults assign to the thoughts and feelings of kids. I felt the effects of that a lot while growing up.

Idk. If it were up to me, I think I’d make the voting age maybe 14 or 15. It’s not that an 8-year-old’s feelings don’t matter (to me, at least), but you need to allow them enough time and brain development to be able to start to learn about and understand these kinds of things.

There should also be accompanying education surrounding different political ideologies, history, policies, propaganda tactics, ect., but I’m sure that’d be very unpopular with a lot of parents.

I’m horribly afraid of heights and can’t even stomach a normal wall climb (like with a harness and everything) without quivering like a leaf.

Also most BIG bugs, especially if they have a lot of legs… though I think I’d probably be fine with a tarantula, for some reason. No idea why. The small ones are usually fine, minus wasps and hornets.

I’m kind of afraid of the dark too, but it’s also not really about the darkness itself. I’ll find myself vividly envisioning things like a snarling wolf suddenly lunging from the darkness to tear my throat out, or a large, unhinged man sneaking up behind me, or some shit like that. It usually only happens outdoors in rural areas where nights are much darker, which allows my imagination to run more wildly than usual. Thankfully, I live in a city now.

Yeah. I mean, I genuinely do enjoy hanging out with the right kinds people. Occasionally. And for relatively short periods of time. I just have so little social energy and a lot of social anxiety. I find myself frustratingly uninterested in (and/or overwhelmed with) the idea of socializing, not even via text, and I pretty much rely on my SO for making/hanging with friends. So, not great.

I’ve always thought I could get a lot out of meditation, but I’m so bad at sticking to literally anything. Maybe it’s just a self-fulfilling prophecy, but I’ve tried so many things in an attempt to increase socialization or even generally just improving my own life.

I don’t really want to be this antisocial, but making and keeping close friendships seems so daunting and exhausting to me.