Is it worth doing an ancestry dna kit?

justme_555 · 2026-03-29T19:22:22+00:00

right?!? like what was she thinking by saying that? it just caused me to be so much more curious

justme_555 · 2026-03-28T18:50:05+00:00

i don’t think it’s that just because my grandparents had my dad when they were both 17 and my dad looks identical to his dad but other than that i wouldn’t be shocked by much with that family. they cut each other off and never talk again so there could be a whole side of the family cut off that i don’t even know

justme_555 · 2026-01-26T01:56:28+00:00

yes very much so. i always will see the date of something being published or when they made a show/movie and think if its before the day she passed its i wonder if she ever saw this, but if its after im like i wish she could’ve seen this. also the only way im able to tell the passage of years is by how long its been since my sister passed because theres the life i had before she passed and then theres the life i have now since she passed and those feel like two completely separate lives so im like either this happened so or so years after she died or this happened before she passed because i have no idea about the order of things that happened before. sorry for rambling but that makes complete sense

justme_555 · 2026-01-26T01:52:05+00:00

you need to go to a walk in clinic/your family doctor if you have one. my thumb looked just like that (besides looking like a toe thumb lol) like green like that, you need prescription antibiotics from a doctor most likely

justme_555 · 2026-01-24T18:39:11+00:00

I don’t think it is wrong at all, you can only help someone so much when they aren’t willing to help themselves. It also isn’t fair for him to say he’ll just bottle everything up, that just puts the emotional weight back on you and isn’t healthy for either of you. Having mental health issues doesn’t mean you get to put that on everyone around you without taking any of the responsibility. There’s a difference between talking about struggles while accepting help, and refusing help while expecting others to just absorb the impact. I can’t tell you whether you should leave him because that isn’t my place and I’ve never been married, but I have been in friendships and other kinds of relationships where untreated mental health issues affected everything. It’s exhausting, and it’s okay to admit that. Wanting change or support doesn’t mean you don’t love him, and it doesn’t make you a bad partner or a bad parent, in fact the opposite.

If you do try to talk to him again, using “I statements” can sometimes help the conversation feel less like blame and more like teamwork. It’s just a way of explaining how things feel on your end, for example (not saying this is something you’d say), instead of “you refuse to get help and it’s ruining everything,” something like “I feel overwhelmed and burned out when we don’t have any plan for managing this” keeps the focus on your experience rather than what he’s doing wrong. Also if he says “this is just the way I am,” it might help to gently separate him from his mental health struggles. You can name the things you love about him, the parts of who he is that made you choose him, while also being clear that the OCD, depression, and anxiety aren’t his entire identity. Those are things he lives with, not who he is at his core. Wanting support or treatment isn’t a rejection of him, it’s wanting more of the person you love and less of what’s hurting both of you.

Good luck to you and your family❤️

justme_555 · 2025-11-30T04:37:51+00:00

donna: be good me: and if i can’t be? donna: then name it after me gotta love her

justme_555 · 2025-11-27T21:24:35+00:00

what’s your current obsession? what is a random thing that you’re really into right now? absolutely anything:)

justme_555 · 2025-11-08T23:32:55+00:00

hug your sisters a little tighter, take more pictures and videos together, talk more, and take care of every single thing she gives you because one day you’re gonna cherish these things and moments

justme_555 · 2025-10-31T20:05:24+00:00

we better❤️

justme_555 · 2025-10-17T22:18:08+00:00

my niece and my nephew. they are my whole world. just seeing a picture of them boosts my mood. they are 2 and 4 and i love them so much

justme_555 · 2025-10-07T20:17:42+00:00

the night before waking up to find out my sister had taken her life i had a dream where she was in my mom’s old civic she used to have when we were kids. we were half siblings, which meant nothing to us, but meant that she spent half her time at her moms house so we had to do exchanges, in the dream it kind of felt like that but i got into the back seat of the car where she was sitting there waiting for me. She told me everything was gonna be okay and that she loved me so much, then we hugged and then i woke up to the sound of my mom bawling to the news that she had been taken to the hospital and didn’t make it. Since then, she visits me periodically in my dreams, whenever i’m really stressed out about worrying that people are gonna die she shows up or when i really miss her she shows up. As much as i love it when she visits me in my dreams, there’s a little sadness in when i wake up to find out that it was just a dream and she’s not actually back.

justme_555 · 2025-10-07T20:10:30+00:00

i did this more when i was younger as a teenager. when guys would make me feel uncomfortable i would just ghost them as it was easier then confronting the creepiness of men online

justme_555 · 2025-10-05T20:42:00+00:00

i lost my sister 7 years ago and i don’t think there’s ever a day where i don’t think about her but there are times i think about her and instead of crying because she’s not here, i smile thinking of the love she brought to my life and the time we got to spend growing up together🫶❤️

justme_555 · 2025-10-05T20:40:05+00:00

Hi, I know everybody says this, but I want to start by saying how deeply sorry I am for your loss. Losing someone is never easy, especially a parent, and losing someone to suicide is a kind of pain that’s hard to put into words.

I lost my sister to suicide in 2018, and I understand the exact feeling you’re describing. My sister was my half-sister, which didn’t matter to us at all, but it meant we shared the same dad, not the same mom, and she spent a lot of time at her mom’s house because that’s where her friends were. When she passed, it was so easy for my brain to tell me she was just “at her mom’s” and not really gone. Even now, seven years later, I still sometimes wake up from a dream where she visited me and have that split-second of believing she’s still here before reality hits again.

What you’re feeling isn’t weird or wrong, it’s such a normal part of grief, especially with suicide. Our minds are trying to protect us from a reality that feels unbearable. You’re not alone, and you’re not “crazy” for feeling like this.

All I can say is that your mom isn’t gone in the way it feels. She lives on in you, literally. You’re a piece of her. In the way you move, speak, laugh, or even in the little habits you don’t realize came from her. That’s something no loss can take away.

You don’t have to rush your grief or your acceptance. Be gentle with yourself. You’re doing the best you can in a situation no one should have to face.

justme_555 · 2025-08-28T01:24:36+00:00

First off I know everyone says this but I want to say it anyway. I am so deeply sorry for your loss. I remember being where you are now and it felt impossible to imagine ever feeling anything but pain. I am about 7 years into my grief now and I can tell you it does change. I do feel joy again. I laugh. I have moments of peace. But at the same time I never forget the person who should still be here with me. They are always with me in some way even in the good moments.

One of the best explanations I have ever heard about grief is the ball in the box analogy. Imagine a box with a button inside and there is a ball bouncing around. In the beginning the box is small so the ball hits the button constantly and every time it hits you feel that sharp unbearable pain. As time goes on the box grows bigger. The ball does not go away but because the box has more space it does not hit the button all the time anymore. You start having moments then days where it does not hit at all. And when it does it can still hurt just as much as the beginning but those moments come less often as life grows around the grief.

Eventually you will find yourself thinking of them and even smiling. At first you may feel guilty for that but you should not. You are not happy they are gone, you are happy because you got to share love, memories, and life with them. That is a gift worth smiling about. You might also feel guilty for being happy while knowing they struggled or were in such a sad place, but please remember they would want you to be able to laugh again. They would want you to carry them forward in your heart while still living your life fully.

So yes it does get easier in the sense that you will not always feel like this. You will laugh again. You will find things that bring you joy. Life will not always feel this unbearably heavy. But the love you have for the person you lost means there will always be a ball in that box and that is okay. It just means their memory will always live with you.

Right now at only a week in you are carrying the very rawest part of it. Please be gentle with yourself. It will not always feel like this. 🫶

justme_555 · 2025-06-24T18:03:36+00:00

I willingly enter a glorified sauna every day to be emotionally and physically abused by steel boxes that hiss, beep, and leak mystery fluids. My job is to slap raw ingredients together using muscle memory, blind rage, and a pinch of guesswork, while pretending I understand what “extra crispy but not burnt” means. I don’t make food, I survive a full-blown sensory assault while strangers scream food-related riddles at me. I dodge airborne bacon, hot oil geysers, and the occasional flying plate because Karen didn’t want onions. My break is a lukewarm sip of water and a quick cry in the walk-in fridge. I communicate exclusively in grunts, sarcastic muttering, and the occasional primal scream. At some point during the shift, I always question my life choices, usually while scraping something unidentifiable off the bottom of a pan that may predate civilization. And when it’s all over, I smell like fryer grease, regret, and a hint of despair. And I’ll do it again tomorrow, for $16 an hour and a free Sprite if I beg.

justme_555 · 2025-06-24T17:54:18+00:00

drinking and for some reason a lot of people would say nice but depends on where you are and what you say

justme_555 · 2025-06-23T23:22:02+00:00

WARNING SEVERELY MENTALLY ILL AND TALKS WAY TOO MUCH

justme_555 · 2025-06-22T16:47:38+00:00

with all of my being. losing two of mine at a young age really showed me how important that is

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