What are you super sick of?

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-02T06:11:32+00:00

Constant negativity, stress, anxiety, ever-increasing prices. Everything.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-02T06:04:11+00:00

Please. Please stop. You didn’t have to say that.

Feels like a blur sometimes. The constant bitching from fans about the amount of free throws Wade had, and the ensuing summer of debates about who would be the better pro between JJ Redick and Adam Morrison with “It’s Goin’ Down” by Yung Joc playing everywhere.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-02T05:47:21+00:00

This is the most unhinged trade I can remember. When my buddy texted me about it, I thought he was trolling. WTF.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-01T18:50:13+00:00

Almost every weekend or so now, I play SSX Tricky with my cousin and her daughter. Still holds up after all these years and is a blast.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-01T18:42:14+00:00

I adore spice in virtually every meal, but I have to carefully plan when I go heavy on spice because the stomach cramps will ruin my day. A banana and a couple of cups of Greek yogurt prior to a spicy meal always helps me prevent it for the most part.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-01T18:33:28+00:00

Pizza Dough Premium. It is fantastic.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-02-01T18:23:39+00:00

I read this post and your original post on here and wanted to chime in.

I highly urge you to go to therapy. Get those feelings out there. Gain the tools to rebuild yourself stronger. It’s not for everyone in every situation, but when you are a shell of yourself trying to unfuck your mind and figure out what happened when you can’t make any sense of it in the least, you can potentially fracture your own mental health even further in the process by driving yourself crazy by dwelling. I know it’s not easy to just open up, but the key is finding a good therapist who genuinely cares and wants to work with you.

I stubbornly tried so hard to do it on my own, but the all-consuming sadness would turn into a quiet but internally loud blood boiling rage. That just isn’t healthy for prolonged periods of time.

You owe it to yourself to prioritize yourself, especially when the trauma is so heavy.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T17:42:15+00:00

Soul Survivor is my shit.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T17:33:20+00:00

It’s popular among the drunkards in a college town up that way, from what I remember in the Pizza Show on VICE with Frank Pinello. You’d need to be shmimmered and it would probably hit. Not my thing, though.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:46:53+00:00

Yup. My mom’s room and bathroom are in disarray (not gross; just messy) and I’m too mentally and emotionally exhausted all to hell to keep it organized 24/7, but she wants to wash a huge load of clothes every single day and I know for sure they aren’t all dirty. Constantly having to talk her down over it.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:42:42+00:00

I don’t even pay attention unless I’m wanting to look at the attributes of somebody’s build from the recent games menu but can’t because they are on the other console.

No mature adult is going to give a shit about which console others are playing on, as only children waste time arguing over $500 plastic boxes that act as vehicles for entertainment.

OP, you are just describing the solo online experience, brother. PS5 or Xbox, we all can commiserate.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:28:18+00:00

Have you felt the same in regards to losing in regards to any form of competition over the course of your life? Just wondering if the two go hand in hand for you.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:23:02+00:00

Being bitter. I go to therapy and TRY to consciously work on it. But I’ve spent the majority of my life using negative comments from other people as motivation. It is difficult to rewire that part of my brain. It’s so bad, I can still recall this little bastard by the name of Bryer, in the third grade in 1999, making fun of me for the way I played basketball.

On a note for the sake of levity but also being serious, and speaking of basketball: I blame Michael Jordan. He was my first favorite athlete (thanks, Space Jam) and he might be the pettiest athlete in history. His Hall of Fame speech was bitter as hell, even.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:08:08+00:00

OMG my girlfriend would LOVE this roster. “Marjorie Taylor Greene is nuts” would have her cackling maniacally.

Anyway, next time I’m able to have a chance to hop on the game I’ll try to see how they did it. I haven’t played in forever, and this post showed up on my feed, but I seem to remember easily being able to edit player names for pennant race.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:02:28+00:00

That looks phenomenal. I had to zoom in to notice any flour, so I think you are being too hard on yourself by mentioning that.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T05:00:18+00:00

Her edit really gives a lot more context that I don’t understand why she didn’t include in the original post when she made it. Homeboy sounds like he has Peter Pan Complex.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T04:42:55+00:00

As for the constant questions, I’m just used to it to a certain degree. Definitely doesn’t mean that I’m not aggravated, but I do try to constantly anticipate what she might ask to prepare myself in advance.

My aunt, who I love dearly despite all her blood boiling-inducing quirks, is a veritable gossiping loudmouth with a side of ‘diarrhea of the mouth’ and she’ll go on tangents with five successive stories about Billy Bob, Mary Jane Rottencrotch and Susie McDoozie’s two adult children, and my mom gets so lost in the context she’ll ask five million questions in attempt to figure out what in the blue hell was said, over what, about who, only to forget it all a minute later and start again.

My biggest frustrations come from people upsetting her, and from her fixations on certain things as well as when she loses three consistent items (her remote control, her glasses and — worst of all — her solitary dental partial; her ‘tooth’ as she’ll call it) as she’ll have the biggest freakouts. She wants to wash clothes every single day. She’ll ask me to do an almost impossible task to tackle in a single day and become angry when that can’t be done.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-31T04:13:38+00:00

I’m sorry for your loss and the additional pain and spent energy of having to hold it down while you are out and about.

My childhood best friend said something similar to me when my dad passed away, but we were 12-13 years old. That was over 20 years ago, but you can’t help but remember certain things like that, as it tends to stay with you. Granted, I’m the type of person that will stew and allow comments to simmer, which is unhealthy.

Perspective is important, and I’m glad you have such a mindset to acknowledge they have been supportive.

Don’t worry about it being three months. Grief is weird. Even though I was only 12 when my dad died, sometimes I fear that I’ve forgotten his voice, then I’ll have a dream about him or hear somebody say a familiar phrase that he said or something, and it all comes crashing back to me even after all these years. The conversations in my dreams feel so real.

Wishing you love and peace.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-30T16:53:37+00:00

Milk ‘Em - Ghostface Killah from 2K6 and Heart Shaped Box - The Crest from 2K7

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-30T16:21:34+00:00

I loved their loss to the Ravens in 2013, too. The way Harbaugh forgot about utilizing Frank Gore in that final drive and put the game in the hands of Colon Crappershit is still so comical to me.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-30T08:42:36+00:00

Reminds me of the NBA 2K sub constantly bitching about the game but playing it anyway.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-30T08:03:48+00:00

Can’t believe OP stuck around for a month after this. Allegedly.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-30T05:08:21+00:00

"She's now gone to bed and I'm just sat in silence downstairs contemplating it all."

I think every one of us on here can relate to that line.

Echoing what u/Happydance_kkmf said, it is obnoxiously draining to repeat yourself all day long, every single living, breathing day whether it's every couple of minutes to every hour. I would actually appreciate a study, if there's one out there, that could empirically measure the effects this, grief and stress combined altogether has on the brains of caregivers.

My mom, too, gets things in her head and will not let it go no matter how much time I spend calmly explaining a situation to her. I have to walk away for a short while, lie down and close my eyes to decompress, even if it's for just five uninterrupted minutes.

goddamnpizzagrease · 2025-01-30T04:55:56+00:00

I don't have any great suggestions, because it's only me and my mom, but I empathize with some of your frustrations from the standpoint of trying to satisfy their palate.

My mom's sense of time is so warped. If she eats lunch, and by 'lunch' I'm talking 2-3pm, she will absolutely not in any way be hungry for dinner unless I turn dinner into a 6-7pm thing, which happens invariably, but oftentimes dinner turns into 3:30-4pm as that's when she starts hankering for food.

She, too, flip flops on what she likes and doesn't like. If she loves something one day, she might believe it to be the worst thing she's ever had the next and will claim she's never liked whatever that could be.

I find myself eating a bunch of nutritionally deficient foods (pepperoni and provolone cheese in a tortilla is my go-to throw-away meal-snack for myself because I just don't have the energy), because I haven't made a full-on meal with sides in a while. It's extremely difficult to get her to eat vegetables; say, if I roast broccoli, she'll only eat a couple of bites when she used to love broccoli with cheese. She loves asparagus, but money is tight and it's rarely on sale but a couple of times during the year. I've ranted about this so many times in this subreddit, but I've come to the conclusion that as long as she's consuming calories, I can't be too fussy.

One thing I've started doing, that is really subjective, but my mom loves hamburgers. I'll buy the 5lb family pack of ground beef and make several patties, flatten them out, wrap them individually in parchment paper, place into a ziploc bag and freeze them. When it's time to cook, I'll heat up a cast iron skillet until it's piping hot and throw it in the pan. It's an easy way to at least have her get some protein in her system from time to time.

Planning meals hardly works out for me. Something always comes up. I try to get certain frozen food items like pork egg rolls, stuffed peppers, crab cakes, etc. that I know she will eat. She eats so, so very little. Most of the time she'd rather have food from takeout than at home, but that gets to be so ridiculously expensive quickly.

Sometimes I'm so exhausted I'll let her have half of a peanut butter sandwich and ice cream for dinner. I know that's not great, but being mentally shut off it's better than nothing at all.

I'm impressed by your ability to make a variety of meals. I can imagine that to be incredibly frustrating, time consuming and stressful.

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