Cheese.
Ask Lemmy
A Fediverse community for open-ended, thought provoking questions
Rules: (interactive)
1) Be nice and; have fun
Doxxing, trolling, sealioning, racism, and toxicity are not welcomed in AskLemmy. Remember what your mother said: if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all. In addition, the site-wide Lemmy.world terms of service also apply here. Please familiarize yourself with them
2) All posts must end with a '?'
This is sort of like Jeopardy. Please phrase all post titles in the form of a proper question ending with ?
3) No spam
Please do not flood the community with nonsense. Actual suspected spammers will be banned on site. No astroturfing.
4) NSFW is okay, within reason
Just remember to tag posts with either a content warning or a [NSFW] tag. Overtly sexual posts are not allowed, please direct them to either [email protected] or [email protected].
NSFW comments should be restricted to posts tagged [NSFW].
5) This is not a support community.
It is not a place for 'how do I?', type questions.
If you have any questions regarding the site itself or would like to report a community, please direct them to Lemmy.world Support or email [email protected]. For other questions check our partnered communities list, or use the search function.
Reminder: The terms of service apply here too.
Partnered Communities:
Logo design credit goes to: tubbadu
Yeah maybe I need more cheese in my life
Have you ever had TOO MUCH cheese?
Me neither.
<3
What kind(s) of cheese?
Yes.
Music, singing, dancing, drawing, programming, playing, exercising, just...creating. Creating shit for the sake of it, for other people, for myself. That's life, that's living.
Music!! I keep forgetting it. I can spend an entire day feeling miserable and suddenly remember I can listen to music and BOOM I'm buzzing like I just dropped a pill!
Stomach full, balls empty, and peaceful surroundings
Throw in a blunt and a beer and that's my dream vacation!
I don't do blunts anymore, but I'll happily take the beer and a wedge of blue cheese instead.
what made you drop it?
A job that involves a shit tonne of medicals, tests, and samples, and I like my career. Plus I wasn't really that into it to begin with.
Connection.
Connection with lovers, friends, family, other people, pets, the world.
We are all wired to connect with others.
The most valuable connections tend to be family, friends and lovers.
It is what gives our lives meaning, in the end.
Come close to, or sit on death’s doorway, and it becomes as clear as day what gave your life meaning.
If you don’t have this, you become acutely aware of its true value.
Seeing stuff i am either building or fixing working after the full on weeks it took to iron out all of the problems; and coming back later in the years to find them still working; last week i went to one of my frends workshop to find the metal press i fixed 5 years ago still working and with the same locking lugs i had to kludge on it to get the control panel to close
nice
Having a shit at least once a day.
Actually that unfills you
Preferably on job time.
I quite enjoy knowing that the internal pushing effort to expel the log is the first bit of work I've done for the day.
Gardening and forest gardening! Planting something starts another living organism and with good planning there may be no maintenance required on your part. You'll just have this happy little tree/shrub/herb/vine growing its own way
Interesting, I’ve never tried that before.
I'd suggest anyone intrigued read Gaia's Garden by Toby Hemenway and look into permaculture!
Starting your own forest garden is fantastic but please don't alter any existing forests without learning about the existing eco system and which native plants would best fit into it
Working out, watching TV, playing ball hockey and looking at nature.
Cycling, mountain biking. Nature and me and myself. Everything else is just to support this habit.
Yeah bikepacking for holidays and hiking bivying cycling stuff like that regularly. Just makes life worth living
People. Family, friends, community. We need one another. We get fulfillment and happiness from being with other people, helping and being helped. And just hanging out!
Generally, I find fulfilment in doing things that are enjoyable which also have positive results. Work pays for stuff but I hate it, so it's not fulfilling.
Some current things in my life:
Studying something I love even if it's terrible for jobs.
Somewhat finding my groove in music making, making it feel less like pulling teeth.
Learning to drive in my stupid car that I love.
People scoff at this, but I managed to get myself a job I find very fulfilling. My work contributes positively to society. I feel useful and needed. I was missing that up until recently.
What's the job?
I hope one day I can find one. It seems to me every software engineering jobs I found is not really fulfilling and it's not clear to me whether my contributions are net positive or not
In SE you either make rich people richer or get paid nothing, there is no inbetween
This shit is so depressing
Helping people with technology. I work IT. I was in a software development role (QA) that impacted far more people, but I didn't interact with them. It was soul-sucking work. Working with people directly and seeing the results of my labor is nourishing.
I have a collection of colorful handmade bracelets on my wrist. I look at them whenever I'm stressed or down and it always cheers me up again. None of them are well made, all with some little defect, but I love them because of it.
I guess it sounds an analogy now that I'm writing this down? Anyway, sometimes it's the small and inconsequential things that add some color to your life. You don't need to find a meaning behind it, just accept it and appreciate it for what it is :)
As someone with anhedonia, I wish I knew.
I'm sorry, friend. I hope things get better for you.
Thanks
I try to live by [email protected] principles. Sometimes I confront this with other people on [email protected] or [email protected]
That looks practical, thanks
Thank you for this thread, it's refreshing!
Sport. Contact with people
Every day there comes a moment when I just want to quit. If, in that moment, I push a little further, just keep forcing myself forward, then that evening I feel fulfilled.