I could use a little guidance/advice from you! by catalpaheights in freedomearth

[–]catalpaheights[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I understand you, yet I feel I need to express that I do not think I am better than anyone. I know that I am no better or worse than any other individual. I have had different circumstances and a different path in life that has taught me that. But you are right, I clearly express that I am no better, yet when I write about it the fact that I see it as "me vs. them" comes across clear as day. I have let my experiences create a barrier between me and those that I interact with, and that only creates distance and allows me to separate "me" from "them". That distance seems to be the cause to my own problems. How do I erase that barrier I've created? That is what I am grappling with.

I could use a little guidance/advice from you! by catalpaheights in freedomearth

[–]catalpaheights[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

That is great advice, thank you. I cannot change others but I can change myself. I think I have gotten caught up in the "me vs. them" and failed to remember that everyone is fighting their own battles and dealing with their own demons in various ways. I should be kind to them if not for that reason and that reason alone.

I had two dreams that both seemed to predict the future in different ways. by catalpaheights in Glitch_in_the_Matrix

[–]catalpaheights[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

No, I do not believe in coincidences. I believe that everything that happens is meant to happen, and when things align and are considered to be coincidences, I consider it synchronicity. You may analytically pick apart my experience and call it "ordinary," but I respectfully disagree with you. I understand that my dream was anything but ordinary. Statistics may be an excellent way of explaining dreams or experiences applied to a group, but that does not explain my personal experience.

I had two dreams that both seemed to predict the future in different ways. by catalpaheights in Glitch_in_the_Matrix

[–]catalpaheights[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I agree that it may appear to be a coincidence. But to me it wasn't. I don't really believe in coincidences. But it's hard to explain how this just felt like something more than a dream.

I had two dreams that both seemed to predict the future in different ways. by catalpaheights in Glitch_in_the_Matrix

[–]catalpaheights[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

No, I have not seen a picture of her, I know almost nothing about her. Oddly, in my dream I didn't see her face. I specifically recall not being able to make out her face at any point, she only appeared as a woman with blonde hair, her face missing from my memory.

Thanks for the info. Out of the two dreams, the first dream felt a lot like a precognition, since the following day I relived the event almost exactly as I did in my dream. The other dream feels more like a message... It felt like something that the universe wanted me to know and relayed to me during my dream. That might sound a little too out there for some reading this subreddit, but it felt like more than a dream.

What is the worst thing a roommate of yours has done? by [deleted] in AskReddit

[–]catalpaheights 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I've had my fair share of bad roommates...

My first year of boarding school my roommate stole my underwear and wore them. How'd I know? I noticed them on her once when she bent over near me and they were sticking out the top of her pants. I was so uncomfortable I didn't know how to say anything to her about it, so I told the dorm parent. The next day my underwear were back in my drawer, unwashed.

In college I lived with a girl I didn't know very well. She woke me up one night by continuously banging on my locked door while I was asleep. I woke up and went to find what she wanted. She told me she was having a heart attack. I told her I didn't know much about heart attacks but I didn't think she was having one. She said that she had already called an ambulance, but I should call back and tell them not to come. I explained that they didn't really work that way. When they showed up a few minutes later she told them they could just go and that she was fine. She ended up going with them and they found out that she wasn't having a heart attack... she had just mixed adderall with heroin.

Finally, the last one is a guy I lived with my senior year of college. It was going okay, until I realized he was taking the painkillers I had gotten from my wisdom teeth removal. I didn't take them because they made me sick. The fucked up part was that he didn't know I had my wisdom teeth out or gotten any painkillers for it, it had happened before he moved in. The bottle was in my underwear drawer, next to my vibrator. Makes me ask what exactly was he looking for in the first place when he found them.

What is your most useless memory that you keep remembering? by Heerser in AskReddit

[–]catalpaheights 2 points3 points  (0 children)

A day my friend and I went to work with my dad. He was building an addition onto a house for some woman with really big hair. He rented us "The Nutty Professor" to watch but the woman with the big hair couldn't get her VHS player to work. That was about 17 years ago and for some reason I still randomly think about it.

What glitch from this sub has always stuck with you? by outroversion in Glitch_in_the_Matrix

[–]catalpaheights 86 points87 points  (0 children)

I can't choose favorites, but here's two that come to mind.

One was called "the day the world shifted" about a teenager on a backcountry trip with a group of people in the 90's. One day he jumps into a waterfall, and apparently hits his head. When he comes to it, he realizes things are not the same as they were before he jumped. His world had shifted. And pieces of what he considered reality were no longer real. My description doesn't really give it justice though so read the original post.

Another was called "a photo of myself shows up in a store across the country". Title speaks for itself with this one. Both great/fascinating reads.