I work in EMS. I was transporting a patient to the hospital one time for a minor complaint and was making small talk in the back of the ambulance. She mentioned wishing she could go on a vacation and I said something about how that sounded amazing and I hadn’t had a vacation in years. I asked where she would want to go. She started listing off psych hospitals and debating with herself which ones she wanted to go to for her “vacation”. Personally, I was thinking about hiking in the woods or swimming in the ocean, but I guess some people want to be locked in a psych ward.

“that’s why I say hey man nice shot”

I don’t buy organic. It’s expensive either way.

Great point.

Healthy food costs a small fortune. Many of us work so much we have no time or energy left for dedicated exercise. It feels like just leaving the house costs money, so people aren’t doing activities that would get them out moving naturally. And socialization and feeling a part of your community, which is super important for mental well-being, is so difficult in today’s world.

Disclaimer: I’m not a parent, and I will never have biological children of my own.

You weren’t born learning to read or write either.

It’s a combination of education from people around you, other sources such as books or the internet, and experts like their pediatrician, and a lot of figuring it out as you go along. There’s no one right way to parent, but there are a lot of wrong ways to parent.

Having a happier, less stressful environment. It’s hard having to pay bills and keep a roof over my head, but no one is screaming at me about stupid shit and I feel safe in my home now. I’d rather work OT every week forever than live with my parents again.

Being able to exist on my own schedule and not having to worry about other people. Being able to set my own rules and standards for my home. I can eat when I want, shower when I want, and come and go as I please without having to answer to my parents or work around my family’s schedule. I’m a very clean person and hate messes, but my mom is a neat freak, and I can decide to leave dishes for tomorrow or throw clothing on the floor without someone screaming at me. I can also decide to eat dinner in my living room. The first year after I moved out I ate meals sitting in bed so much simply because it was the first time in my life I was allowed to have food in my bedroom. Now I don’t ever eat in bed because I don’t care, but I can if I want. There’s no rule saying I can’t.

I’m an American. I’d never criticize the NHS.

The UK healthcare system has problems. We have problems.

The UK has free healthcare. We have problems.

I’ve noticed lately if I go into “all” and sort by “top” 6 or 12 hours I get all posts with zero comments and maybe one upvote. It’s like the non-existent algorithm wants me to see stuff I and no one else cares about.

This hits. I used to love hiking. I used to hike all the time. It’s free. But I have to drive there. That takes fuel. And the more I drive my car, the more likely it is that something on it will break. I can’t afford a repair bill right now, and I can’t afford to be without a car. I have a one hour commute to work with no public transportation available, and I have zero friends or family to help me, so if I’m without a car, I can’t get to work, now I lose my job, I can’t pay rent and lose my home, and I’m homeless.

All I want to do is go back to hiking to relieve some of the anxiety of life, but just thinking about it sends me into a doom spiral of “what if something happens and you ruin your life because you wanted to go walk in the woods”.

Drugs, alcohol, hypoglycemia, being postictal from a seizure, mental health emergencies, etc.

All these things can make someone confused and/or violent, although to be clear MOST people in these categories aren’t violent. If you’re confused and all of a sudden there’s strange people around you, fight or flight is going to kick in.

And some people are just assholes.

I work in EMS. I’ve been slapped, kicked, hit, groped, punched, pushed, and had people try to bite me. We have to be on our toes constantly, because you have no idea who is going to decide that today is their day to get violent. I’ve had a sweet little demented grandma who was just chilling suddenly make a fist and go “I just really want to punch you”.