Overemotional Puns

Does anyone else sh only when they experience too much of an emotion? It doesn’t matter how you’re feeling just too much of it will lead to sh. Like when I feel too happy I’ll impulsively sh and idk why. Same goes for overly sad or angry or jealous.

This issue has been driving me nuts, ever since I could remember. If I'm in a situation, whether it is an accident, an argument, or literally anything, people who get emotional will always come out on top.

You start crying in an argument? You win. You scream and yell at the person who bumped into you? You are the victim. You bitch and moan about there being only 4 doughnuts for 5 people? You bet your ass you are getting one.

As someone who tries to remain calm and think rationally in any situation, it is driving me to the edge, that I'm being written off as not caring for an issue, or relegated to sitting on the wonky chair at the family table, just because I probably don't mind.

I do mind actually a whole fucking lot, but I don't think that yelling, screaming, crying about things is productive in any way. Being assertive might get you the outcome, but you'll still be written off as heartless for not letting Brenda sit shotgun in the car, even though she is 5'3 and a 100 pounds and you are a 6 foot sasquatch and need the space more.

Squeky wheels need kicks, not grease. I don't know why society needs us to make a whole production of our emotions for them to be deemed valid.

Also making an outbursty post seems really ironic now that I'm done with it.
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Usually I don't fall for tear-jerking moments, specially not on movies or TV shows, however, on the last couple of days I almost can't control the need to cry, I even struggle to open up and not cry.

I know it's a silly thing, but I refuse to be that one person that "manipulates" with emotions, perhaps I'm being too strict with myself and should just cry whenever I feel like I need it.

Does anyone been through a similar situation?, Can this be an onset of a new dip into depression?

We're strong, we've struggled more than people can fathom, be proud and keep up the fight.

One of my female friends recently came up to me asking for relationship advice. She wanted a neutral third party to just kind of vent about how she felt like her recent boyfriend "might not love her anymore" because he was spending more time away from her than usual.

Luckily she was pretty self aware and realized that those feelings were gut feelings and not reality, but I couldn't stop wondering to myself - this is exactly the type of thing that women are shamed for being "overemotional" about.

And then I thought of what would happen if a guy tried to express the same feelings. He'd be laughed out of town. Mercilessly shamed and told not to worry.

I guess now I'm wondering if a lot of men have knee jerk responses to these kinds of emotional discussions because the level of thing we are publically allowed to care about is three or four tiers removed from what women are generally allowed to express feelings about.

Here’s my latest example: I always thought that Snape completely deserved all the blame for Harry never learning Occlumency in OOTP. After all, he was the one who decided to stop giving him lessons, and clearly Harry still needed them! But now that I’m older, I'm more inclined to see Snape’s instruction as flawed but reflecting a genuine effort, and Harry's dislike of Snape and his prized (yes, prized, though Harry would deny it) connection to Voldemort as the greatest threats to the Occlumency lessons. While Snape is by no means a patient or compassionate Occlumency teacher, he certainly isn't terrible. He actually shows a fair amount of (grudging) approval for Harry’s successes during the lessons, and I was surprised to see how much instruction he actually provided. I mean, he's pretty much saying exactly what any meditation app will tell you, and I've never yelled at my app for not telling me what to do clearly enough:

>^(“I am about to attempt to break into your mind,” said Snape softly. “We are going to see how well you resist. I have been told that you have already shown aptitude at resisting the Imperius Curse. . . . You will find that similar powers are needed for this. . . . Brace yourself, now. . . . Legilimens!”)
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>^(“Well, for a first attempt that was not as poor as it might have been,” said Snape, raising his wand once more. “You managed to stop me eventually, though you wasted time and energy shouting. You must remain focused. Repel me with your brain and you will not need to resort to your wand.”)
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>^(“I’m trying,” said Harry angrily, “but you’re not telling me how!”)
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>^(“Manners, Potter,” said Snape dangerously. “Now, I want you to close your eyes.”)
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>^(Harry threw him a filthy look before doing as he was told. He did not like the idea of standing there with his eyes shut while Snape faced him, carrying a wand.)
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>^(“Clear your mind, Potter,” said Snape’s cold voice. “Let go of all emotion. . . .”)
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>^(But Harry’s anger at Snape continued to pound through his veins like venom. Let go of his anger? He could as easily detach his legs. . . . “You’re not doing it, Potter. . . . You will need more discipline than) ^(this. . . . Focus, now. . . .”)
^(Harry tried to empty his mind, tried not to think, or remember, or) ^(feel. . . .)
^(“Let’s go again . . . on the count of three . . . one — two —)
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since covid, the company i work at has been laying people off everywhere causing every single person at the company to carry pretty much double or triple the workload they were once responsible for. i won’t get into it more than that but the environment of the company now has led me to the decision that i’m ready to go. however the company has forced everyone, including me at times, to feel as if you owe something to it and your coworkers, constantly using the “we’re a family” and “we are here for each other” language, and most insidiously imo, occasionally using HR people to hang our benefits packages over our head, reminding us that we have healthcare and all this shit only because we work there. i know in my conscious brain these are obviously tactics to keep you too guilty to set boundaries or quit, but i do feel as though sometimes i can’t go through with my plan to leave in a few months because i “owe” it to them for letting me work right out of college and through the pandemic, healthcare, etc.

i also am terrified of even having that conversation with my boss because she is extremely emotional and self-invested to the point where i hate telling her the truth because it just never comes across correctly to her.

i want to give two weeks but some people say give up to a month’s notice if you work in an understaffed environment. i mean really i want to just leave the day i tell them i’m quitting but i don’t think that’s totally an option if i ever want to work again.

sorry for the rant, basically TLDR just want to know if anyone’s had experience quitting a super understaffed (office) job where everyone is very emotionally invested in the “family” façade of the company and you know people would take your leaving personally.

Hey. So, here's my thoughts of Season 2. I'm not going to pretend that it doesn't exist anymore. Here we go...

The Promised Neverland makes me truly sad. You see, it was the first ever anime that I have ever watched. I fell in love with the story, the characters. Season 1 was just so beautiful. I was obsessed. It was what made me a weeb in the first place. My gateway drug to the world of anime. That series was VERY meaningful to me. I am forever grateful to TPN Season 1.

So I read the manga, because I was too impatient for Season 2 to come out. The Promised Neverland was my first ever manga. I read it, bought it, and finished it. I loved it with all my heart. I know, it has its flaws, but those flaws are nothing compared to the dumpster fire Season 2 has become. I got emotionally attached. (Well it was my very first anime/manga, of course I will.)

And then Season 2 arrived. I watched Episode 1, and I was ecstatic. I already knew the plot and everything, but seeing them animated and talking, is a whole new experience. I was thrilled. So I followed the series, week after week, episode after episode. Watching a new episode truly made my week. Until Episode 5.5 came about. I was angry. But I shook it off, and decided that I will stay by this anime, and see it until the end.

Yes. I saw it until the end, and saw it crash and burn. It was so painful. I was truly disturbed. But, no, I don't hate it. I don't want to blame anyone either. I am too tired and outraged to do any of those. The Promised Neverland Season 2 is, in all angles, a true and genuine LOSS. They misused and wasted EVERYTHING, the plot, the characters, the manga, everything the creators of the manga built, shattered into pieces, the remaining shards incinerated (by Ep. 11). I wish they did this right, I wish they followed the original storyline. Just why? WHY DID THEY NOT? (I still blame them tho.)

I wish people enjoyed The Promised Neverland as I did. But, because of this one, single season, ruined the whole experience, for me, and for every single watcher, reader, and fan. A masterpiece, with enormous potential, reduced to utter garbage.

Note: lol, it got so long! Welp, thanks for reading the overemotional reaction of an overemotional, sentimental TPN fangirl. haha.

its so cute!!!!

I had an epiphany today reading the comments on a r/relationships post from a man who's girlfriend is not handling their failure to conceive after 7 months with the aplomb he'd expect from her. Lots of comments were made about how she was clearly too stressed by TTC to fall pregnant, because of course we all know that having emotions=stress and being even a little stressed prevents pregnancy. [insert violent eyeroll here]

And then it occurred to me, when they tell women who haven't succeeded while TTC and who are emotional and vocal about their feelings of disappointment that they're "too stressed to get pregnant," what they're really doing is shaming a women for having feelings and blaming those feelings for why pregnancy hasn't happened by equating emotions with stress. At least for me, it's impossible to care less, to stop worrying about whether or not my body can even make a baby, so its not really possible to be less emotional about TTC. I can't just suddenly turn off my desire to procreate! So it's our fault for not being able to control our pesky female emotional and our fault for these emotions causing us stress and our fault that stress is preventing pregnancy. We women are just such failures!

I don't know about you guys, but I've also been told that by tracking my OPKs, CM, and temps and by timing BD based on all the evidence I've gathered that I'm "obsessive" and "overthinking". Which of course they say leads to "stress" and is the reason I'm not yet pregnant. So when women try to take control of their fertility, they're also inviting in this stress into their lives and sabotaging their ability to conceive. And everyone has tons of anecdotes about "when my aunt just stopped trying after x number of years, she got pregnant! You should just stop trying too and you'll get pregnant." So you see the stress you create by even wanting a baby at all is also a problem.

Real talk, yes there are studies that say stress may be a factor in infertility. But the papers I've read have only shown correlation and not causation. They think it may be related but aren't sure how as some women who lead stressful lives conceive all the time. Most of the conclusions essentially say they think stress may negatively affect fertility for some couples and not others but aren't really sure how and can't prove it. So yes, maybe stress is affecting your fertility journey but its impossible to tell if this is true for you or not. And I don't feel that admitting you have e

A little context, I have been friends with this person since high school. Over the years we have had our falling-outs, but we have been able to overcome them and move forward. However, I am now realizing that one of the big problems we have encountered in the past is starting to resurface and I want to address it now rather than later.

The big issue within the friendship is that my friend ALWAYS leans on me way too hard. This is something that has been addressed, however it is now slowly happening again. Anytime a MINOR inconvenience happens to my friend, they react as if the world is coming to an end and run to me for emotional support. They take no time to 'simmer down' and instead just react instantly with anger and frustration. When anything of inconvenience happens (big or small), my friend will react completely inappropriately and then 'vent' to me directly afterwards (this has been happening A LOT lately). I have tried to set boundaries in the past (which have not seemed to be effective) and I will also ignore the venting. But I am at my wits end.

How do I firmly tell my friend that I cannot deal with this emotional baggage and excessive emotional leaning without being too harsh? I get that we all need a good venting every here and there. But this is too much. Sometimes we will go a few days without talking and then when we do the ONLY thing they want to talk about is how shitty their week has been or about all the minor problems they have had to 'deal with' that week. I am feeling overwhelmed and emotionally used, and although I love my friend dearly I am not sure how much longer I can do this for. Any advice on how to manage this is greatly appreciated!

Aspie: How does (insert thing) work?

NT Supervisor: Oh, you don't need to know

Aspie: Yes, I do. It helps me understand things better

NT Supervisor: No, you don"t. You just need to do what I say when I say it

Aspie: But if I understand how (insert thing) works, then I will understand how (insert thing) works and the relationship between them which will help me understand Big Picture A

NT supervisor: (seems angry) You were hired to do x not y so you do not need to know how y works and Big Picture A is irrelevant to your immediate duties

Aspie: (beginning to feel anxious and confused) But x and y appear to have multiple areas of overlap and correlational attributes so if I know how x works I can make an informed decision about a, b, and c which fits into Big Picture A this way but I am unsure how it fits this way

NT supervisor: (very red faced now, loud voice, accelerated breathing) Look, I don't know how to explain this again so you understand. Just shut up, do your job, never question me, don't tell me the truth just tell me what i want to hear even if i'm wrong, and if you don't then be prepared to be fired because I am an illogical irrational overemotional ego-driven mess who cannot even begin to comprehend all the moving parts in their totality and it makes me angry to be asked to explain them so STFU or you're fired.

Aspie: But why is it wrong for me to ask for what I need? which is factual, data-driven, opinion and ego free, well-documented, sensical and rational information?

NT supervisor: That's it. You're fired. GTFO of my office.

Aspie: But it's not YOUR office, it belongs to the company....

NT supervisor: Security, come escort Mr. crashburger out of the building NOW (yelling)

Aspie: (completely confused and beginning to have an anxiety spike) But I know how to leave, I don't need directions.

NT supervisor: (with very red face)..............#*+@!

I see this stereotype pop out a lot since I've first learnt about MBTI, so much so that I dont I could keep count. I know that many times it's just for laugh and not meant litterally, but I personnally feel that this stereotype, along with most others like " INTJ= cold mastermind with a heart but wont admit it " and such were funny at first, but any joke gets old after a while.

Tl:dr; BF blew of existing weekend plans for friends that he always sees, when it was my only free time in my schedule to visit for the next month+

I’m(21f) in a serious relationship with my bf(22m) for over 2 years. We are both in college, but due to the pandemic, I am now at home about two hours away while he lives off campus near the college. This has turned our relationship into long distance, with us seeing each other maybe every 2 weeks, either him stopping by mine or I drive there and stay a few days. However, with it being my last year at college and being in an intensive program, my schedule during the semester is very constrained, much more compared to his. This results in us seeing each other being dependent on my schedule.

With the background out of the way, here’s the situation. I was supposed to go up to see him Friday and stay through the weekend. It was my only chance to do that due to the semester getting tougher and exams starting. The day before, I was talking to him about going up Friday, but then he said that I shouldn’t go up anymore cause he has plans with other people, more specifically his roommates, for tonight(Saturday). That of which I said I could work around, study in the meanwhile while he hangs out with them, not a problem for me cause I’m very COVID conscious and don’t like hanging out with groups of people indoors(of which he knows). It first started as an invitation to hang out with but I didn’t want to. However, he said like ‘oh you shouldn’t, I want to hang out with them cause they’re not going to be able to any other time after because their classes are gonna get hard.’ This hurt cause that’s the exact reason with me, why this would have been the only time I could have visited and stayed with him. He also knew that after this weekend, it would be at least a month + before we can see each other due to my schedule. Also, he’s with his roommates, hanging out, doing stuff every day of the week already.

We have an otherwise healthy relationship and both love each other. Although long distance has been bit of a strain because all we can do is text or call since he doesn’t like watching movies together over apps or even FaceTiming. As a result, I got(and still am) very upset and emotional about this cause he blew off my plans to see him for. It seems like he doesn’t care about my feelings or what I have going on. I have not been able to see friends since the start of the pandemic and he knows that by going to his, it

My mom (49F) offered to help me (24F) move into a house we previously lived in and she currently owns and told me she'd be there to help me with repairs and we'd work together on signing it over to my name. At first I was really excited. I planned on moving in with my boyfriend and we got a lot of stuff packed up.

My mom got us paint to repaint the rooms and when we checked the house the shower needed to be replaced (from the previous renter), the kitchen had no power, someone ripped out a ton of the ductwork under the house, and one of the ceiling fans were broken. My mom reassured us she'd help us fix these issues.

The past couple weeks she'll bring up and issue she told us she'd help us with (the most recent being the replaced ductwork) and when I tell her I don't know how she tells me that I don't have the right attitude and I need to at least try to prove I actually want the house because she does stuff at her job she doesn't know all the time.

The thing is my mom works full time as home maintenance for tourists and has done home repairs for years whereas the most I've done is change a lightbulb. And she doesn't explain it to me she just continues to tell me my attitude is wrong and then lectures me on how I'm unapproachable when I get upset that she's barged into my room and started lecturing me. I do get really upset and she always tells me she's not yelling at me but she told me she wouldn't be able to do the vents but reassured me she would at least go there to show me how to fix them.

I just don't know if it's in my head or if she's an overall toxic person. She acted like this before to me but I was a teenager and the attitude went away for the most part when I got a full time job and was at college. I've tried talking to her but she tells me she doesn't want to talk to me if I'm going to be disrespectful and I just feel really bad telling her anything. If she is toxic what should I do? I don't know if I even want this house anymore because she tells me she's not sure I want it whenever I don't do something she never mentioned anything about.

Having the most horrendous day of PMS featuring sore boobs, cramp, ravenous hunger and of course emotions running wild. So what does my mum do......whacks the hallmark Christmas movie channel on. Can someone please save me before I drown my neighbours in tears or smash my tv because I’m single and hormonal? 😭😭😂

There are two forms of death: the moment your body ceases to function, and the moment people stop thinking about you. For whatever reason, I seem to be ridiculously paranoid about and sensitive to the second form of death.

It’s like I feel people are keeping me “alive” by remembering I exist, and when they clearly aren’t, I see them as callous, incompetent, narcissistic, etc. I’m always tempted to project how I feel onto them, tempted to call them worthless.

Misery loves company.

Title says it all. I have a lot of issues with anxiety or over reacting and having a meltdown over the smallest of things. I'm also hypersensitive to criticism, and it sucks. I'm just emotional in general. I've had it before where I'll be crying and don't know why. Does anyone have any advice on how I can stop overreacting to things? I'm so sick of crying over things I won't remember a day later.

Hi, I have no experience at all with hypnosis, but i wanted to ask somebody who did:

Is it possible to use hypnosis as a tool to bypass overemotional reactions to certain topics help reveal a persons true opinion on a subject.

For example, if I am really anxious about quitting my job, so i convince myself that I enjoy my job, and get caught into an indecisive spiral. Could I through a hypnotic state extract the truth about how I feel in my job?

Another example. Could I hypnotise somebody who has had a traumatic experience, and then allow them to talk about it without getting over reative?

There's a lot of context here so sorry for the long post.

So roughly two months ago I(22m) moved into an apartment with my a new roommate(20F). Being an introvert I kinda ended up tryna hide, but she got me to come out and bond and within a couple days, we were very close friends. It was the best thing ever, and we have so much in common. Well, it was awesome until I invited a friend over. Most of my friends are in other parts if the country for school so I don't know many people in my own town anymore. The one friend I do have that was willing to come over came, and we had a great time. He got along well with my roommate and we had a blast. So a couple days later I told him to come over again. Thats when it got bad. We got drunk, but my roommate got WASTED. I suggested we order uber eats and they agreed, but while I was tryna figure out what they wanted she just up and started making out with him. Took a full hour of me telling them to stop so I can ask what they wanted, her getting distracted again and going back to kissing him, and then occasionally wondering why I didnt order food yet. Needless to say this was quite the uncomfortable experience for me. Since then, the two have been inseperable, and ive only ever seen her when she comes home before work to get ready, or when she comes home from work to change and go back out. This has been emotionally distressing on me. I feel like Im living with my friends girlfriend when he lives alone. And that there's a nail driven between me and my friend of almost 10 years. I also feel like I was FINALLY living with someone I can be open and honest with, and actually enjoy living with(I'm not close with my parents and hated living with them). Then within a couple weeks just lost it all. And when the three of us are together I'm definitely a third wheel. The other thing this has caused is a lack of responsibility on her part. When I moved in, she had some leftover food in the fridge and she also cooked some more food a couple of times as well and had leftovers of that as well. That was two months ago. It was all in there until yesterday when I got on her ass to come home and take care of her shit. I would have done it myself but she kept saying she was going to do it, and then always had a spontaneous encounter usually with my friend. Cooking as well almost always meant washing a pot or pan before you could do anything because she always left them dirty on the stove. Now I should explain that I'm chill about all

SO is my husband, Jay is friend's husband, Liz is my best friend.

We've all been best friends now for 5 years. We have all been in each other's wedding parties. I dearly love them both.

Liz is a class 1 got-her-shit-together boss girl. She's very matter of fact, introverted, unemotional, and straight-laced. Her husband Jay is wildly outgoing, highly emotional, and lives to make a scene. He's someone you don't dare to do anything in public bc he will do it. He's very good-hearted and affectionate too - like a human teddy-bear.

But, he struggles with serious anxiety/panic disorder issues (currently on medications) and is painfully obviously an alcoholic. He has a hard time holding down a job, and is just working parttime making barely twenty percent of what his wife makes. He sometimes refers to killing himself when things don't go right. Liz said she doesn't push him to work more bc it will "make him sad."

None of this has really affected our friendship until recently. Liz has always encouraged that Jay and I do a yearly con together bc we share those interests and SO and her don't.

At the con this year, he immediately started drinking, and pushed drinks on me too even though I'd said I didn't want to drink much as I needed to drive home (and I'd just been in a car accident so feeling uneasy on the road.) I am a pushover though, and got drunk enough to admit SO and I were looking to have a threesome with another girl. This was obviously a mistake. He got too interested and started joking about putting on a wig and I uncomfortably laughed at it.

It wasn't that sexual or creepy at the time, but I felt so uneasy about the whole experience that I told SO I wasn't doing solo events with Jay anymore.

We got invited to have drinks with them Sunday, and for the sake of seeing Liz we agreed. It was a monstrous shitshow.

He got hammered. Early on.

He kept blasting his music, and Liz would ask him to turn it down. In exchange he said, "Why do you ruin everything?" and "Why are you being such a cunt?" He then came over to me and whined, "Why is Liz being so mean to me h20?" I replied, "Well, you just called her a cunt." Liz barely reacted to these things other than flatly telling him he was being rude, so I had no idea what to do.

I started asking him to turn the music down and he listened, and she gratefully mouthed "thank you" to me.

Jay told me, "H20, you're my BEST FRIEND, not any of these other people" and gestured to my SO and Liz.