A restaurant isn’t a public space. It’s privately owned and you are paying to be there.
A restaurant isn’t a public space. It’s privately owned and you are paying to be there.
Exactly. You may or may not be undesireable, and that’s arguably changeable. But you completely ensure your undesireableness by taking the pity party stance.
“Whores” aren’t necessarliy sitting around feeling bad about themselves and blaming the world. Incels are the definition of self fulfilling prophecy.
I’ve also been where you are. Sometimes life is just very exhausting and feels like way too much work for no payoff. But it can get better. If I can work my way out of the deepest self loathing and depression pit, you can. There are a lot of drugs out there, it took me years and dozens of tries to find one that finally worked (an NDRI). And it took me even longer to find a good therapist (which I know is very difficult, good therapists are really hard to come by). But it can happen. Getting outside every day for a little vitamin D, eating healthy, and regular excercise are great first steps to getting yourself a little more energy and feeling a little more like you can handle daily trials. Also, regular sleep. Getting on a sleeping pill, to be able to choose when I sleep and for how long, drastically improved my mood and energy levels.
And time really helps. You said you’re feeling hopeless and want to give up. But honestly, the resignation got me started on the right path. If nothing helps and there’s nothing you can do, you might as well keep going. The time is gonna pass anyway. You’re going to die someday and it’s your choice if you decide to end it sooner, although I’d really encourage you to call a suicide hotline before you go through with that decision because you could not only be hurting yourself but people who may love you. Whether you believe it or not. It will hurt someone. But why not stick around and just let life take it’s course? If it’s all hopeless, why not just let it play out and see where this ride you can’t control takes you? Maybe it’s always miserable, but that’s nothing you haven’t dealt with already, right? You won’t always have the strong feelings you’re going through now. It will pass.
Like what? An infinite decimal that seems random that we can calculate down to more and more precision?
That’s pretty easily answerable, if that’s what you’re asking. Pi is how we measure the circumfrence of a circle, amoung other things. But a circle has no edges. So how can we use numbers to calculate the infinitely smooth line of a circle with no corners if numbers inherently make precise, “edged” digits?
You use an infinite number. Precisely, Pi, which we calculated by taking the circumference of a circle and dividing it by the diameter. The more precise we can measure the circumference and diameter, the more digits of pi we can get. The more digits of Pi we get, the more accurately we can measure the circumference of a different circle we don’t already know.
TDLR: Pi is like that because circles don’t have edges, so we need a number that doesn’t end, otherwise when we calculate a circle and, say, put it into a computer, it’ll have little edges. The less numbers of Pi we have, the more noticeable and numerous the circles’ edges. Its like the difference between having a screen with more or less pixels.
Add acid instead of salt. Like vinegar or lemon juice. Better flavor, healthier, and same effect. Too many people over salt it’s god awful.