@chienfou
That’s awesome. I have guys that work for me. They say - can you use the windshield wipers, I can’t see. Or I think hat fire is getting too big.
I say just worry when I get worried.
I have been worried about the humidity. I have to much of it. Just bought a dehumidifier to keep mildew off of the walls in my apartment bathroom. Now they wanna sell me a humidifier?
On October 14, 1947, Charles E. “Chuck” Yeager became the first person to fly faster than the speed of sound in his Bell X-1, which he named Glamorous Glennis, in tribute to his wife. He reached a speed of 1,127 kilometers (700 miles) per hour, or Mach 1.06, at an altitude of 13,000 meters (43,000 feet).
X-2
Bell X-2 Starbuster
The Bell X-2 was a rocket-powered, swept-wing research aircraft designed to investigate the structural effects of aerodynamic heating as well as stability and control effectiveness at high speeds and altitudes. The program was developed jointly in 1945 by Bell Aircraft Corporation, the U.S. Air Force and the National Advisory Committee for Aeronautics (NACA) to explore aerodynamic problems of supersonic flight and to expand the speed and altitude regimes obtained with the earlier X-1 series of research aircraft.
There’s only two things to worry about: whether you’re sick or you’re well.
If you’re well, you’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re sick, you’ve only got two things to worry about: whether you’ll live or die.
If you’re going to live, you’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re going to die, you’ve only got two things to worry about: whether you’ll go to heaven or hell.
If you’re going to heaven, you’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re going to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends, you won’t have time to worry.
I’ve given up. Or, to be more accurate, I’ve “let go.”
So while I’m still doing all of the adult things like working a job and taking showers, I’m under no assumption that I will, or hell, anything will still be here in a week.
I’ve seen people worry their asses off about stuff like planning for their next vacation for weeks at a time, and then I realized, what’s the point?
I’m the type of person that does plan my vacation months in advance. I don’t like to be late; if I promised someone I will be there at 2:30 PM, I want to be there on time. Twenty percent of every paycheck goes to retirement, and I don’t waiver on that.
But I don’t worry about things beyond my control. Are the rumors of layoffs at work true? Will the hurricane hit us? Does my mother like my wife? I don’t even give these sort of things a second thought.
anxiety is kind of like worrying, but not at all because there’s no object or concrete idea over which to worry. except when the racing thoughts of things that you can’t change because they already happened or control because they’ve yet to happen keep you up in the night.
depression is kind of like not worrying, but closer to total involuntary apathy.
i’m not a very good passenger in the car anymore (unless i’m drunk) so…that’s probably where much of my worry is spent.
i’m also the type that needs a plan. not like an itemized travel itinerary (in fact i think that pressure would cave me in pretty quick), but i need to know when we’re leaving and where we’re going and who will be there. if my partner came home and suddenly said, ‘let’s go out!’ i would hate that. or if 3/4 of the way through a lazy sunday he says ‘by the way we’re supposed to go visit my mom today’ or the worst at 5pm after work ‘i don’t know, i might want to go out later but i might take a nap and then just want to stay in.’
basically if you give me 4-48 hours depending on The Thing to rev up and wind down and mentally prepare for leaving the house, i’m pretty chill. very chill actually. i’m probably one of the few people who when i say ‘doesn’t matter to me’ i actually mean it. (tho on the flipside my lack of caring can also drive people up a wall, esp since i don’t want to decide but absolutely need to know what the decision is.) but i am not into spur of the moment stuff that involves going outside.
@jerk_nugget I have anxiety, too, and leaving the house is pretty scary for me sometimes. For a while, just getting into the car would cause me to have a panic attack. When I was still in school, that meant pretty much every morning. Loud noises or anything that sounded like a heartbeat would bother me. I couldn’t listen to music. I couldn’t turn off my brain. I could barely sleep. All I could do was try not to focus on the thoughts invading my brain by distracting myself with PBS documentaries and the Great British Baking Show. I was emotionally and physically exhausted.
I’m doing a lot better now, but it’s an ongoing struggle. I don’t hyperventilate as often or become convinced that I’m going to die in the very near future. I can get in the car and sleep without being medicated, so that’s nice. I can’t spend too long in the house because I start to feel isolated. There are nights when I have to accept that sleep won’t happen and my anxiety is usually worse the next day, but it’s becoming less crippling.
@PolkSaladAnnie It interests me that you turn off music to reduce anxiety. I turn it on to drown out the"what if"voices, out at least get them all in a line so I can deal with them one at a time. Except for the days when noise hurts
@kaighintze For a while music only made my anxiety worse, so Music and I had to spend some time apart. I think our relationship is stronger because of the break.
If my brain won’t slow down at night, I usually watch a movie I’ve already seen or read a book I’ve already read. One of those activities usually puts me to sleep.
I married a worrier so I don’t have to bother with it but things still get done. That’s not why I married him, but it worked out. Of course I drive him crazy with my lack of worry, but I’m not worried he’ll leave me. S’all good.
Why hasn’t anyone commented? Is something wrong?
Hello? Is anyone out there?
Oh shit. Is this my fault?
@sligett for future goat!
I tell people when I’m worried they should REALLY worry.
@meh427 reminds me of this:
@chienfou
That’s awesome. I have guys that work for me. They say - can you use the windshield wipers, I can’t see. Or I think hat fire is getting too big.
I say just worry when I get worried.
I literally get paid to complain and worry. All day. I’m a software tester!
@UncleVinny Me too!
I have been worried about the humidity. I have to much of it. Just bought a dehumidifier to keep mildew off of the walls in my apartment bathroom. Now they wanna sell me a humidifier?
@davido
/giphy humidifier vs dehumidifier
@narfcake @davido
edit: forgot Meh doesn’t observe the timestamp parameter… jump to 4:47
@DrWorm Brilliant… why didn’t I think of doing that!
I just hafta:
/image What, me worry?
@Shrdlu My first thought as well… guess you can tell when we were young(ish)!
@mediocrebot said:
Yeah, that.
Sometimes other letters or signs.
But mostly about X.
/giphy X
@f00l Sakes. Now I’m worried about X as well.
@ruouttaurmind
X
X-1
X-2
Bell X-2 Starbuster
https://www.nasa.gov/centers/armstrong/news/FactSheets/FS-079-DFRC.html
/youtube don’t worry be happy
@2many2no
Why worry?
There’s only two things to worry about: whether you’re sick or you’re well.
If you’re well, you’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re sick, you’ve only got two things to worry about: whether you’ll live or die.
If you’re going to live, you’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re going to die, you’ve only got two things to worry about: whether you’ll go to heaven or hell.
If you’re going to heaven, you’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re going to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends, you won’t have time to worry.
So, why worry?
@2many2no Still love this progression, and tell it every now and then as well…
Mark Twain
I’ve given up. Or, to be more accurate, I’ve “let go.”
So while I’m still doing all of the adult things like working a job and taking showers, I’m under no assumption that I will, or hell, anything will still be here in a week.
I’ve seen people worry their asses off about stuff like planning for their next vacation for weeks at a time, and then I realized, what’s the point?
Depends on ones point of view.
I’m the type of person that does plan my vacation months in advance. I don’t like to be late; if I promised someone I will be there at 2:30 PM, I want to be there on time. Twenty percent of every paycheck goes to retirement, and I don’t waiver on that.
But I don’t worry about things beyond my control. Are the rumors of layoffs at work true? Will the hurricane hit us? Does my mother like my wife? I don’t even give these sort of things a second thought.
@DrWorm hmmm… a pragmatic worrier??
anxiety is kind of like worrying, but not at all because there’s no object or concrete idea over which to worry. except when the racing thoughts of things that you can’t change because they already happened or control because they’ve yet to happen keep you up in the night.
depression is kind of like not worrying, but closer to total involuntary apathy.
i’m not a very good passenger in the car anymore (unless i’m drunk) so…that’s probably where much of my worry is spent.
i’m also the type that needs a plan. not like an itemized travel itinerary (in fact i think that pressure would cave me in pretty quick), but i need to know when we’re leaving and where we’re going and who will be there. if my partner came home and suddenly said, ‘let’s go out!’ i would hate that. or if 3/4 of the way through a lazy sunday he says ‘by the way we’re supposed to go visit my mom today’ or the worst at 5pm after work ‘i don’t know, i might want to go out later but i might take a nap and then just want to stay in.’
basically if you give me 4-48 hours depending on The Thing to rev up and wind down and mentally prepare for leaving the house, i’m pretty chill. very chill actually. i’m probably one of the few people who when i say ‘doesn’t matter to me’ i actually mean it. (tho on the flipside my lack of caring can also drive people up a wall, esp since i don’t want to decide but absolutely need to know what the decision is.) but i am not into spur of the moment stuff that involves going outside.
@jerk_nugget I have anxiety, too, and leaving the house is pretty scary for me sometimes. For a while, just getting into the car would cause me to have a panic attack. When I was still in school, that meant pretty much every morning. Loud noises or anything that sounded like a heartbeat would bother me. I couldn’t listen to music. I couldn’t turn off my brain. I could barely sleep. All I could do was try not to focus on the thoughts invading my brain by distracting myself with PBS documentaries and the Great British Baking Show. I was emotionally and physically exhausted.
I’m doing a lot better now, but it’s an ongoing struggle. I don’t hyperventilate as often or become convinced that I’m going to die in the very near future. I can get in the car and sleep without being medicated, so that’s nice. I can’t spend too long in the house because I start to feel isolated. There are nights when I have to accept that sleep won’t happen and my anxiety is usually worse the next day, but it’s becoming less crippling.
@PolkSaladAnnie It interests me that you turn off music to reduce anxiety. I turn it on to drown out the"what if"voices, out at least get them all in a line so I can deal with them one at a time. Except for the days when noise hurts
@kaighintze For a while music only made my anxiety worse, so Music and I had to spend some time apart. I think our relationship is stronger because of the break.
If my brain won’t slow down at night, I usually watch a movie I’ve already seen or read a book I’ve already read. One of those activities usually puts me to sleep.
I mostly worry about clicking the Meh button daily.
@TaRDy
/image this pointing up
I was very worried that I might “win” Ken Jenning’s big-ass head until somebody finally outbid me today.
I married a worrier so I don’t have to bother with it but things still get done. That’s not why I married him, but it worked out. Of course I drive him crazy with my lack of worry, but I’m not worried he’ll leave me. S’all good.
@mollama I see what you did there… and it was brilliant!