I met a guy in a hostel in Madrid and I hung out with him for two hours. Later that night he asked if we could go to a bar and then a club together—I told him I wasn’t interested in him or going with him. He told me “you’re making the biggest mistake of your life.” I calmly said to him “okay” and walked away. He came back to me later and asked “are you certain you know what you’re doing? You’re going to regret this.” I said “yup.”
He was so normal and charming. Always trust your instincts.
My wife asked me to send her a photo of us for something recently.
I opened my camera roll and realized something that honestly unsettled me.
Thousands of photos of the kids.
First birthdays. School plays. Random videos at the grocery store. Messy faces at dinner. Little everyday moments I apparently never wanted to forget.
But when I searched for photos of just me and her?
Almost nothing.
A few from our wedding years ago. One blurry anniversary dinner picture. A selfie from a vacation we barely even enjoyed because we spent most of it arguing quietly.
That was basically it.
I looked at her and jokingly said, “When did we stop taking photos together?”
She didn’t even look up from her phone when she answered.
“Probably around the time we stopped feeling like an us.”
That sentence hit me in a way I wasn’t prepared for.
Because she was right.
Somewhere along the line, we became incredible parents and complete strangers at the same time.
We documented every second of the children growing up… while slowly disappearing from each other’s lives unnoticed.
And the scary part is, neither of us realized it was happening while it was happening.
Your camera roll will tell you the truth about your life long before you’re ready to hear it.
When I was younger I used to fly as an unaccompanied minor at least once a year to go see my dad. One year I got seated next to this really nice lady. I was about 11. She even bought me one of those delta snack packs.
Turns out she’s an kids book author. She showed me her book about mismatched socks and then gave me the book which also came with socks. I LOVED those socks, wore them til the had holes. This was nearly 20 years ago and the book recently popped in my head.
I just got a brand new inflatable hot tub. I was so excited about it and spent some time getting it set up.
Unfortunately the water here is from a well and as a result took a LOT of chemical tweaking to get all of the parameters right for humans to hang out in there. I spent an entire day dosing chemicals, testing, dosing again and so on.
The time finally comes to use it for the first time. My buddy has worked 4 days straight clearing brush, scrubbing campground bathrooms, and taking out the trash here. He has NOT showered during this time. We go to dinner and I can smell him. I politely ask him it he could shower before getting in the hot tub tonight. He says,
A friend of mine spent years slowly disappearing into himself.
He smoked constantly. Drank almost every night. Stopped caring about how he looked. Gained weight. Lost confidence. You could feel he’d reached a point where he genuinely believed his life was never going to get better.
Then one random night about two years ago, something in him just snapped.
We were out at a bar with a few friends. Normal night. Loud music, drinks flowing, everybody talking nonsense. He was halfway through his second drink when he suddenly went quiet.
Not sad quiet. Just… distant.
He looked around the room for a few seconds like he was seeing his own life from the outside for the first time. Then he stood up and said,
My ex has always been a “things just work out” kind of guy. He never realized that “things working out” was just other people doing the work. He didn’t realize that every effortless trip, every easy dinner, every project was his idea, and me being a logistical wizard. Recently he’s had to do some adulting tasks that required decisions and proper communication and double checking.
He did none of that.
A guy sat alone at the end of my bar for over an hour, just slowly drinking the same soda.
Didn’t touch his phone once. He looked wrecked, so I slid him a basket of fries and said, “Kitchen made extra.” i lied.
He laughed a little and finally said, “I got fired today.”
We talked while I polished glasses. Just one of those conversations people need sometimes.
Then I remembered one of my regulars had been desperate for a reliable delivery driver.
I introduced them. He starts Monday.
My mum was telling me that when she was in school, kids weren’t even allowed to keep water bottles in class.
You’d basically get a quick drink from the water fountain at some point during the day and that was it.
I genuinely don’t understand how schools got away with having children sit there dehydrated for hours.
You got over 10 million impressions on one post and only 20–50 comments.
Someone else is posting consistently, getting just 5k–10k impressions, but pulling in 1k+ comments every time.
Then payday comes and you’re angry you got paid less.
Who do you think was actually more valuable to the platform?
What is it with women and stealing our hoodies like it’s part of the relationship contract? 👀🙄
One minute it’s “I’m cold,” next thing you know she owns 7 of your hoodies and you’re borrowing them back from her wardrobe 😭