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Essential Official Random Thoughts Thread (Ladies only)
fckyoupayme
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It’s already Wednesday 
Aceofspades404
Superstar
I really like keke’s skin here. Gonna focus my diet more on holistic nutrition to get that “glowy” skin.
fckyoupayme
All Star
Ugh I’m just irritated. Anybody can get cussed out
if there is any type of confidence building retreats or life classes out there, particularly for women of color...I think I would really benefit from it. It’s an issue that has followed me into adulthood
Yinny
I miss LLC Twitter
Is social media/the internet responsible for people thinking every topic or person speaking requires their input? Or better yet, that other people care?
Go to your local CC and find a life skills and or stress management class, it will teach you things your folks most likely didn’t such as compartmentalization of negative thoughts.
One of the most important things to learn is whatever you think people are thinking about you is wrong.
It’s your brain trying to attack you.
That’s your mind projecting your negative thoughts about yourself onto your interactions with strangers.
Then your body language and attitude will make you conform to what you don’t want to be seen as.
Then others will act accordingly.
Don’t be so hard on yourself. You are everything you should be and can be anything you want to be.
It takes time but whenever you feel yourself feeling down STOP THAT shyt.
Make yourself smile.
Remember You is Kind, You is Smart, and You is Pretty! lol
Its true no matter what.
Fake it til you make it.
Whenever you walk into a room or meet new people pretend to be the confident person you see yourself becoming until it becomes natural.
Hope this helps.
Just woke up from a very spooky and realistic dream. The theme was population control.
The youths in my town were not practicing self isolation while the covid pandemic was only getting worse. Some random military and government faction showed up in order to force quarantine. Not only that but they rounded people up to stay in these large dome like buildings that were businesses prior.
People were weirded out at first because we were confused but confusion soon turned to fear when we noticed groups of people being escorted out and never showing back up.
Then we started fleeing. At the same time, they started to put up man made walls and gates around the building. They shot people in groups! All I could think about was how I was only a number to them.
I managed to get through a few gates, but I was never truly out. I ended up in a establishment that was kind of like a club with some casino elements dabbed in only because you could gamble there. I thought it was weird that they still allowed people to hang out at these kinds of venues but whatever, dreams are weird.
I saw a group of people around my age who actually explained to me where I was at. They didn't know I was pretty much a refugee at this point as I kinda desperately asked if I could just hang out with them so that I could blend in. They didn't mind and we carried on a conversation as a woman from the government, who had been managing some of the quarantine groups, came in with a squad of soldiers. She was looking at every patron to see if they had fled the quarantine site.
I pretended I didn't notice and kept talking as she came toward my group. The first person she noticed was one of the girls in my group. I'm not sure if she wrongly accused her because the girl swore up and down she had never been to forced quarantine but they took her away anyway. I tried to avoid eye contact when I was looked at next. The woman easily figured me out and politely asked me to follow her back. I obliged.
On the way back I started copping pleas like crazy. I wasn't kicking or screaming, ironically, I was very calm and almost self aware that it was fruitless to explain myself but wanted to at least try.
I told her that I was sorry for running away and that it was wrong for me to do so during a pandemic. I said that I wanted to live. I asked her if I had to die even though I didn't test positive for covid or if I had to die because I disobeyed. She was cold with a polite smile, and she lied to me to the very end saying I'll be ok. I remember thinking that no one knew where my current whereabouts were, or that if I was still alive or dead.
I was taken into a tent with several other people on forced quarantine and soldiers with guns. They told us not to do anything reckless. I was hoping there would be chaos and someone will start an uproar so I could run or hide during the confusion. Everyone was calm and quiet.
They told us to get on our knees and look to the ground. I was on the far end of the tent. The first gunshot sounded off on the other end of the tent. Then the next. And I was certain they were just going down the line. My anxiety kicked in and I forced myself to wake up.
The youths in my town were not practicing self isolation while the covid pandemic was only getting worse. Some random military and government faction showed up in order to force quarantine. Not only that but they rounded people up to stay in these large dome like buildings that were businesses prior.
People were weirded out at first because we were confused but confusion soon turned to fear when we noticed groups of people being escorted out and never showing back up.
Then we started fleeing. At the same time, they started to put up man made walls and gates around the building. They shot people in groups! All I could think about was how I was only a number to them.
I managed to get through a few gates, but I was never truly out. I ended up in a establishment that was kind of like a club with some casino elements dabbed in only because you could gamble there. I thought it was weird that they still allowed people to hang out at these kinds of venues but whatever, dreams are weird.
I saw a group of people around my age who actually explained to me where I was at. They didn't know I was pretty much a refugee at this point as I kinda desperately asked if I could just hang out with them so that I could blend in. They didn't mind and we carried on a conversation as a woman from the government, who had been managing some of the quarantine groups, came in with a squad of soldiers. She was looking at every patron to see if they had fled the quarantine site.
I pretended I didn't notice and kept talking as she came toward my group. The first person she noticed was one of the girls in my group. I'm not sure if she wrongly accused her because the girl swore up and down she had never been to forced quarantine but they took her away anyway. I tried to avoid eye contact when I was looked at next. The woman easily figured me out and politely asked me to follow her back. I obliged.
On the way back I started copping pleas like crazy. I wasn't kicking or screaming, ironically, I was very calm and almost self aware that it was fruitless to explain myself but wanted to at least try.
I told her that I was sorry for running away and that it was wrong for me to do so during a pandemic. I said that I wanted to live. I asked her if I had to die even though I didn't test positive for covid or if I had to die because I disobeyed. She was cold with a polite smile, and she lied to me to the very end saying I'll be ok. I remember thinking that no one knew where my current whereabouts were, or that if I was still alive or dead.
I was taken into a tent with several other people on forced quarantine and soldiers with guns. They told us not to do anything reckless. I was hoping there would be chaos and someone will start an uproar so I could run or hide during the confusion. Everyone was calm and quiet.
They told us to get on our knees and look to the ground. I was on the far end of the tent. The first gunshot sounded off on the other end of the tent. Then the next. And I was certain they were just going down the line. My anxiety kicked in and I forced myself to wake up.
As an elderly with no self-esteem, I honestly don't feel there is outside resource that will make you feel better about yourself. It can give you guidance, techniques you can practice or whatever, but ultimately you're going to have to figure out the root of the issue and go from there. I feel high self-esteem is developed by fathers and mine wasn't around, so it's just something I'll never get to experience, but I do manage it. Now how well I manage it, depends on the day, but for the most part, I'm learning to re-direct negative thoughts and focus more on positive activities. You don't have to be "fake positive" on some fake it until you make it shyt, but you can be neutral and overall honest with yourself and get on some continuous improvement vibe.
fckyoupayme
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Man fukk this nikka. I’ve been too nice. Thinking shyt is sweet. We shall see
