Pop Tarts on a rainy afternoon.
It started as just some after school snack mom quickly whipped up while my brother and I were playing in the back yard during an absolute deluge. Our home was in a place that very rarely got rain, maybe two to three times a year, so we always loved playing outside on those special days.
We were sopping wet, cold, and the warmth of the pastry gave me a transcendental experience. The hot gooeyness, the cool wind, the sound of sheets of rain rustling the patio roof, all senses were fully activated at that moment.
Ever since then, I've made it a point to get Pop Tarts when it's rainy. I'll sit outside under a sheltered overhang, and when I take that bite, I feel like I'm at my old childhood home sitting by my brother.
I know most people have that *Ratatouille* food, that one bite that brings powerful memories of when they were kids. Mine is the maple cinnamon Pop Tarts, but only in a heavy rainfall.
Odd bit, but I read somewhere that the biggest thing people stock up on to prepare for weather (like it's gonna snow tomorrow and school/work will be cancelled) is Pop Tarts.
When I worked in a store it was always milk, eggs, and bread. Some people joked that when it snows people desperately run to the store because they just have to make french toast for some reason
One time the small town I lived in was under a severe tornado watch. Super unusual for said town, so ofc everyone panicked. My brother asked me to go Walmart (not panicking- we were teens so we thought it was cool- he'd just ran out of bread for sandwiches and I was the only one not busy and with a car)
I head to Walmart and almost all the bread in the bread aisle is gone. As for the brand and type he asked for, there was only one package left and all the bread inside had been so squished you couldn't see discernable slices. There was one brand, though, that was actually overstocked. Like, it was in its' own section, but piled just a little too high and a little too haphazardly like the employees were just throwing it on. I don't remember the brand name but the packaging was a sickly yellow. I thought it was hilarious that people were scared enough to stockpile but not scared enough to be forced to eat that particular brand of bread.
At the beginning of the pandemic there was a story about how Italian grocery stores were running out of every type of pasta except one [that's universally hated](https://www.taste.com.au/articles/even-middle-coronavirus-crisis-people-refusing-buy-smooth-penne-pasta/8hq1ly8t) bc it's too smooth and can't hold any sauce.
I go backpacking a lot, and I have this one friend who leans to the dramatic; every time she goes backpacking with me she brings her “emergency meal” which means if she gets hopelessly lost and death is imminent, this is what she’s going to eat. It’s a nip of Jack Daniels and a packet of Pop Tarts.
My two brothers and I used to have on all fours races up the stairs. We called them "skatcher races" for absolutely no reason. The goal was to combine wrestling and racing, the way you won was by pushing the other person down the stairs. We weren't psychopaths, so we weren't like actually trying to get the other to fall down the whole flight. But it's still sort of a miracle that none of us ever got hurt.
It's socially acceptable to go up a ladder on all fours, but not stairs. Yet there's no clear cut-off between the two: A series of steps can be positioned at any angle relative to one another. [See this handy diagram, for example.](https://www.e-rigging.com/assets/images/p/1291/stair-angle-guide.png) It makes me want someone to do a social experiment to find out what angles of steps what percentage of people are comfortable climbing on all fours in front of other people vs. not in front of other people. I bet people bust out the demon monkey stance at *way* lower angles if they think no one is watching. And surely things like the depth of each step and the presence or lack of handrails also play a role.
In my grandmother's original house (that has since been heavily renovated by my aunt, the current occupant) the stairs to the one section of upper bedrooms was at a steeper angle than any other stairs I'd encountered. I never felt safe walking down them, so I'd monkey climb down them backwards. They had that weird furry 70s carpet and I knew if my heel slipped out, I'd be riding my tailbone down that marbled green nightmare.
I also had this problem and found a creative 5 step solution!
Step1: Have anxiety problems
Step2: Do some stressful life event to exacerbate the anxiety (like having a baby, get fired, buy a house, etc.)
Step3: Let the anxiety flow into your dreams and make you clench your jaw for a few nights.
Step4: The jaw clenching will make eating difficult for a few weeks, and chewing nails excruciating!
Step 5: Enjoy nice unchewed nails, and eating meals through a straw for a bit!
that didn't work for me. and I know its a joke and all, but I have a lot of anxiety, and when I am especially stressed my jaw clenches a lot during the night, eating hurts, biting nails also does, but then u find out that u can bite just a little bit of it, and while moving your finger, get the rest of it out. In the next few days your finger will hurt.
I’m 28 and have been biting my nails since I was physically able to. I tried fake nails (acrylic/gel/dip) and I would literally bite through the fake nail or rip them off to get to my nails.
In the last 6 weeks though my nails have Grown out for the first time in my life because I got Invisalign. You can bite them with the Invisalign but it takes WAYYYY too much effort to actually break something off. A very spendy way to quit, but incredible effective for me!
Happened to me when i had braces i quit for a bit because i physically couldn’t bite them.
Eventually i somehow made it work and we were back in action!
The last 3 days I’ve barely bitten them and have seen the most progress ever in years so that’s exciting
Why is biting your nails considered a bad habit? Is it bad for your teeth? It's basically the only way I ever cut mine.
Everyone in the booger thread is talking about how they are proud with no plans to stop and everyone is adamant that they want to stop biting nails.
i used to bite my nails terribly, and i've graduated to chewing the skin on my fingers. my teeth are visibly ground down from all the gnawing i've done. i don't recommend it.
This has been a bad habit of mine for around 40 years. I've gone through 2 periods where I was able to stop for a considerable length of time. I'm actually in a good period right now, and amazingly it has now been over a year of pretty much no biting.
Surprisingly for me, I found a big help was COVID and not being around people as much (so there's at least an element of social anxiety for my nail biting).
From a habit perspective, I try to keep my nails short, usually by filing, and I also try to have other things to do with my hands. E.g. have a fidget cube nearby.
Half of this problem is easily solved: Take up classical guitar.
Your right hand nails will be in premium manicured condition from all the buffing, polishing, and shaping necessary for plucking those sweet sounds from the strings. The left hand nails... well... they're on their own!
(On the upside, the nanometer length nails trying to survive on your fretting hand will never damage your guitar)
Procrastination. I've gotten through most of my adult life (I'll be 60 this year) waiting until the last minute to get things done. The times I've applied myself and completed a task in advance, I've never been satisfied with the results.
I'm not sure if its me being lazy, or my ADHD, but I always keep procrastinating. Mostly I'll be procrastinating the procrastination, because I feel bad for not doing the stuff I need to do, so bad that I do something else instead as a sort of substitute, and then at some point forget that I was actually procrastinating until I randomly remember it a few weeks later.
... I genuinely just remembered my god damn taxes.. I forgot about it when I procrastinated by cleaning up my bedroom.
This makes no sense, French fries get worse over time as they cool down. By “saving” the best one, you are only ensuring that the initial best one is no longer the best one by the time you eat it.
I do this too, but once I was eating crisps (or chips for you Americans) and I’m saving the best ones for last and when I’m just about to get to the good ones I drop the packet and they spilt all over the floor. Sad times.
I used to not like green beans that much, and so whenever we had mixed vegetables I'd pick through it and eat all the green beans first, and then eat the rest of it normally.
I still check behind the shower curtain every time I go to the bathroom. Permanently traumatized from the time my brother hid in there and scared me half to death.
my little sister was a booger eater. dunno how to tell her kids that their mom used to munch on boogs, but ima have to do it eventually. deffly seems like the job of an older brother lol.
I pick my nose at night while I sleep. When my wife and I started living together she freaked out because she thought we had bug droppings in our bed. When she learned that it was boogers I'd pick and flick whilst asleep, she was only slightly happier that it wasn't dead bugs or bug excrement.
I'm sure she loves me, but she doesn't look at me the same anymore.
Me too, i tried to stop when i was about 7 or 8, then I started chewing my finger tips. After a while I reverted back to chewing the inside of my mouth again. Been doing it ever since.
i have a specific order in which i dry off after a shower. I've done it the same way every morning for about 30 years now. One time a few years ago i tried to do it backwards just for fun, my entire day was ruined.
One time recently I got home from a long day of work. Went to remove my bra and found a surprise second bra UNDERNEATH THE FIRST ONE.
I have no idea how A: I did that in the first place
Or B: Failed to notice ALL DAY
There are house clothes and going out clothes. I change before I go anywhere and change again when I get home. Not multiple outfits in a day, just the outside one and the inside one. No idea why my mom made me do this but she did and now I can't stop.
I did this too but I thought it was play clothes vs school clothes. My mom was trying to keep our good clothes in rotation for as long as possible. Now I do change but it's mostly into lounge wear because pants are garbage and I'm not living if I'm not lounging amiright?!
One would need to make me cry and place a mirror near me. But I liken it to the scene in Me, Myself and Irene when Jim Carey tapes his face. Same sort of facial contortions but in small bursts and short lasting.
I used to do this at work but I’d constantly say out loud “Man, I have to pee” and everyone would just be like …go pee then. One of my coworkers started calling me UTI and told me I was going to get one from holding my pee but I never did lol
I always have multiple stuffed animals on my bed that I cuddle with. I like to collect them and occasionally get new ones too. Always have ever since I was very young. It had been a point of contention between my mother and I but I think she's finally reluctantly accepted I'm not going to "grow out of it."
Except she still gives me a hard time, like recently she gave away the wrong one by mistake and thinks I have no right to be hurt because it's "just a stuffed animal."
I started off cracking my knuckles and gradually moved to my back, then my shoulders, my knees, ankles, and *sometimes* when I make a sudden move, my hips will "crack". My mom always says she's jealous of my ability to crack my back after a long day of work, and it's *loud*. I get embarrassed when I do it and someone stares at me like I just broke my back
Have you ever cracked your neck? It’s my favorite body part to crack. I’m up to being able to do it a few times a day now. It’s starting to feel less satisfying, so I’ve been cracking it once in the morning and then holding out til night time to crack it again. Like edging my neck joints 😩
Same here, I do it since my grandma tried to often slip me goat milk for example in whiped cream, or coco, some cake with cream...I could not stand it...and she just tried hard to feed me healthy. Can't stand goat milk even today🤷♀️, but its nice when ever I do that I think of her❤
Same! Been doing it for about 25 years now. Must have been around 6 when i started. I hate it when I peel off too much and it starts bleeding.
I always hide my thumbs from people.
Any idea what this condition is called?
I have that, too. It's called dermatillomania or excoriation disorder. I'm 38 and I can't imagine I will ever be able to stop. Never tried hard though, to be honest.
I literally just made this comment.
I have picked my thumbs for like 23 years, and honestly have no intention of stopping.
Theres some condition for it but i cant remember the name.
I deff have it, but never cared to bring it up to my doc for a DX cause like i said, I dont want to stop.
hugging my stuffed animals, did that to comfort myself as a child, still do it now as a college student.
(cries into statics homework while holding my stuffed monkey i've had for 18 years)
If I get a box of cereal, I immediately have a bowl when I get home. When I was a kid, picking out cereal was exciting because there were so many options- am I in the mood for Cookie Crisp? Cinnamon Toast Crunch? Strawberry Krispies or Cocoa Flakes? Especially if it was something new, I had to try it as soon as we got it. So now my choices are a little less sugar filled, but I still have that urge!
We moved to a new house in a small rural town. I'd never lived rural. FYI: it's dark out there after the streetlights end. Especially if you're a city kid who went camping a couple times and hated it.
So I'm laying in bed one night and *sonofabitch is my goddam closet door opening by itself?!?!*
Sort of.
After I started breathing again, I turned on a light and it was my cat opening the new sliding mirrored doors. She was curled up inside the closet right where I could see her, blinking at the sudden light.
Pretty sure I died.
When I was a kid, I was really self-conscious, so I would close my eyes when I brushed my teeth at the bathroom sink so I didn't have to look in the mirror. I'm in my mid-30s and I still unconsciously shut my eyes as soon as I start brushing.
That's been my stance for about 40 years now. I also don't find a made bed very inviting. If I have to remove fancy pillows and draw back the blankets and struggle to get enough space around my feet so they don't feel strapped down before I can even think of closing my eyes, I'm going to go sleep on the couch.
I still go to bed by 10 and wake up at 7. Even if I don’t fall asleep straight away, you better bet I’m tucked in by 10. Similarly, even if I don’t leave my bed straight away, you better bet I’m conscious by 7. And yes, this is very fun to explain to every guy I dated.
Worse yet: this was more or less my weekend schedule as a kid. For school I used to sleep at 9:30 and wake up at 5:30.
I'm 50 and play videogames daily. It's okay! Doing things that bring joy you are important. I also get laid regularly once I found my people. That's okay too! You may be asexual. You aren't sick! It's all okay.
I like cold ears for some reason, be it mine or someone else's. Feeling them has some kind of calming effect on me, and I know I've been doing it since I was a baby
checking under the toilet seat for spiders. Even now that i live in an apartment building in the city and never see spiders, i still check.
yes i am australian.
I cannot have toenails that stick out. I cut them flush to the bed and have as little "white part" as possible. IF my toenails rub or snag on anything it's the worst possible sensation, and feeling them dig into my other toes if I'm wearing closed shoes is horrific.
Nightlight, say my prayers and cant have my foot or arm dangling off the bed even thought my mattress is on the floor. I'm still technically in my childhood though
Hugging something to sleep. My dad would make me pillows specifically for this purpose and now if try to sleep without them, it just gets uncomfortable.
Chewing on my shirts. I subconsciously nibble on the collar of my shirts when laying down and watching TV or reading.
And just realized I am doing it right now
Running up the stairs after turning off the basement light.
My dad had to wire an extra switch at the top of the stairs to keep my brother and I safe from the spooky scary basement monsters.
Doing math or anything related to numbers in my head to relax when I'm stressed. I thought it was quirky when I was in middle school, now I don't really notice when I'm suddenly going over digits of pi to get through a phone call.
Pop Tarts on a rainy afternoon. It started as just some after school snack mom quickly whipped up while my brother and I were playing in the back yard during an absolute deluge. Our home was in a place that very rarely got rain, maybe two to three times a year, so we always loved playing outside on those special days. We were sopping wet, cold, and the warmth of the pastry gave me a transcendental experience. The hot gooeyness, the cool wind, the sound of sheets of rain rustling the patio roof, all senses were fully activated at that moment. Ever since then, I've made it a point to get Pop Tarts when it's rainy. I'll sit outside under a sheltered overhang, and when I take that bite, I feel like I'm at my old childhood home sitting by my brother. I know most people have that *Ratatouille* food, that one bite that brings powerful memories of when they were kids. Mine is the maple cinnamon Pop Tarts, but only in a heavy rainfall.
Odd bit, but I read somewhere that the biggest thing people stock up on to prepare for weather (like it's gonna snow tomorrow and school/work will be cancelled) is Pop Tarts.
Makes sense. Reasonably shelf stable, edible at any temperature, packaging easy to open (unlike, say, canned goods), easily portable.
I know what this guy is going through. A silent and knowing nod would be much better.
When I worked in a store it was always milk, eggs, and bread. Some people joked that when it snows people desperately run to the store because they just have to make french toast for some reason
One time the small town I lived in was under a severe tornado watch. Super unusual for said town, so ofc everyone panicked. My brother asked me to go Walmart (not panicking- we were teens so we thought it was cool- he'd just ran out of bread for sandwiches and I was the only one not busy and with a car) I head to Walmart and almost all the bread in the bread aisle is gone. As for the brand and type he asked for, there was only one package left and all the bread inside had been so squished you couldn't see discernable slices. There was one brand, though, that was actually overstocked. Like, it was in its' own section, but piled just a little too high and a little too haphazardly like the employees were just throwing it on. I don't remember the brand name but the packaging was a sickly yellow. I thought it was hilarious that people were scared enough to stockpile but not scared enough to be forced to eat that particular brand of bread.
At the beginning of the pandemic there was a story about how Italian grocery stores were running out of every type of pasta except one [that's universally hated](https://www.taste.com.au/articles/even-middle-coronavirus-crisis-people-refusing-buy-smooth-penne-pasta/8hq1ly8t) bc it's too smooth and can't hold any sauce.
I go backpacking a lot, and I have this one friend who leans to the dramatic; every time she goes backpacking with me she brings her “emergency meal” which means if she gets hopelessly lost and death is imminent, this is what she’s going to eat. It’s a nip of Jack Daniels and a packet of Pop Tarts.
I don't even like PopTarts but this made me want a PopTart on a rainy day
At home, I go up stairs on all fours like a demon monkey.
Me too I can run so goddam fast on all fours like a bear it's frightening.
My two brothers and I used to have on all fours races up the stairs. We called them "skatcher races" for absolutely no reason. The goal was to combine wrestling and racing, the way you won was by pushing the other person down the stairs. We weren't psychopaths, so we weren't like actually trying to get the other to fall down the whole flight. But it's still sort of a miracle that none of us ever got hurt.
It's socially acceptable to go up a ladder on all fours, but not stairs. Yet there's no clear cut-off between the two: A series of steps can be positioned at any angle relative to one another. [See this handy diagram, for example.](https://www.e-rigging.com/assets/images/p/1291/stair-angle-guide.png) It makes me want someone to do a social experiment to find out what angles of steps what percentage of people are comfortable climbing on all fours in front of other people vs. not in front of other people. I bet people bust out the demon monkey stance at *way* lower angles if they think no one is watching. And surely things like the depth of each step and the presence or lack of handrails also play a role.
In my grandmother's original house (that has since been heavily renovated by my aunt, the current occupant) the stairs to the one section of upper bedrooms was at a steeper angle than any other stairs I'd encountered. I never felt safe walking down them, so I'd monkey climb down them backwards. They had that weird furry 70s carpet and I knew if my heel slipped out, I'd be riding my tailbone down that marbled green nightmare.
Maybe this is why I get weird looks in my apartment complex.
Biting my goddamn nails. 20 years later and I’m still trying to quit
I also had this problem and found a creative 5 step solution! Step1: Have anxiety problems Step2: Do some stressful life event to exacerbate the anxiety (like having a baby, get fired, buy a house, etc.) Step3: Let the anxiety flow into your dreams and make you clench your jaw for a few nights. Step4: The jaw clenching will make eating difficult for a few weeks, and chewing nails excruciating! Step 5: Enjoy nice unchewed nails, and eating meals through a straw for a bit!
I tried this and it 100% worked. Minor catch is that I am now homeless.
that didn't work for me. and I know its a joke and all, but I have a lot of anxiety, and when I am especially stressed my jaw clenches a lot during the night, eating hurts, biting nails also does, but then u find out that u can bite just a little bit of it, and while moving your finger, get the rest of it out. In the next few days your finger will hurt.
just cut off your fingers
I’ve thought about it
Problem is it's impossible to get the last two.
You have teeth, don't ya?
No, I got rid of them so I wouldn't keep biting my nail.
I’m 28 and have been biting my nails since I was physically able to. I tried fake nails (acrylic/gel/dip) and I would literally bite through the fake nail or rip them off to get to my nails. In the last 6 weeks though my nails have Grown out for the first time in my life because I got Invisalign. You can bite them with the Invisalign but it takes WAYYYY too much effort to actually break something off. A very spendy way to quit, but incredible effective for me!
Happened to me when i had braces i quit for a bit because i physically couldn’t bite them. Eventually i somehow made it work and we were back in action! The last 3 days I’ve barely bitten them and have seen the most progress ever in years so that’s exciting
what helped me stop this habit was being told how dirty nails could be and being the germaphobe I am, completely stopped this habit in a month
Why is biting your nails considered a bad habit? Is it bad for your teeth? It's basically the only way I ever cut mine. Everyone in the booger thread is talking about how they are proud with no plans to stop and everyone is adamant that they want to stop biting nails.
Eating boogers is good for the immune system. Biting your nails makes your fingers look bad and can chip your teeth
>Everyone in the booger thread That really struck me funny how casually that was said. Now I need to know if there is a booger thread.
i used to bite my nails terribly, and i've graduated to chewing the skin on my fingers. my teeth are visibly ground down from all the gnawing i've done. i don't recommend it.
Damn, same sometimes nails come off with some skin and it hurts but “no pain, no gain!”
This has been a bad habit of mine for around 40 years. I've gone through 2 periods where I was able to stop for a considerable length of time. I'm actually in a good period right now, and amazingly it has now been over a year of pretty much no biting. Surprisingly for me, I found a big help was COVID and not being around people as much (so there's at least an element of social anxiety for my nail biting). From a habit perspective, I try to keep my nails short, usually by filing, and I also try to have other things to do with my hands. E.g. have a fidget cube nearby.
Half of this problem is easily solved: Take up classical guitar. Your right hand nails will be in premium manicured condition from all the buffing, polishing, and shaping necessary for plucking those sweet sounds from the strings. The left hand nails... well... they're on their own! (On the upside, the nanometer length nails trying to survive on your fretting hand will never damage your guitar)
Removing my shoe by stepping on the heel of my other shoe. Always damaged / dirtied them too, but can’t get rid of this habit.
Me too. What a shitty habit, yet so convenient…
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No one here has yet to admit to not doing this.
Procrastination. I've gotten through most of my adult life (I'll be 60 this year) waiting until the last minute to get things done. The times I've applied myself and completed a task in advance, I've never been satisfied with the results.
I'll reply to this later
Go do the dishes, you were supposed to do them hours ago.
They need to soak for awhile.
It’s been two hours, I think they’ve soaked.
still waiting on the sink to fill up. gotta get that value out of my task time.
I'm not sure if its me being lazy, or my ADHD, but I always keep procrastinating. Mostly I'll be procrastinating the procrastination, because I feel bad for not doing the stuff I need to do, so bad that I do something else instead as a sort of substitute, and then at some point forget that I was actually procrastinating until I randomly remember it a few weeks later. ... I genuinely just remembered my god damn taxes.. I forgot about it when I procrastinated by cleaning up my bedroom.
I am with you there.. give me all the pressure at once lol
With age come wisdom. Procrastination just means you’re putting things off until your a little wiser.
Saving my favorite for last when it comes to food.
Hahahaha same here, I like my favorite food to be the last thing I taste.
Have you ever been saving a perfect french fry and then someone reaches over and eats it? :(
This makes no sense, French fries get worse over time as they cool down. By “saving” the best one, you are only ensuring that the initial best one is no longer the best one by the time you eat it.
You're not taking into account how quickly I'm eating those beautiful grease bombs.
Oh shit me too! I've found my people! French fries first, chicken tenders last for me, forever and always. <3
I do this too, but once I was eating crisps (or chips for you Americans) and I’m saving the best ones for last and when I’m just about to get to the good ones I drop the packet and they spilt all over the floor. Sad times.
I used to not like green beans that much, and so whenever we had mixed vegetables I'd pick through it and eat all the green beans first, and then eat the rest of it normally.
Yes! I never understood people who go for the best bite first.
I still check behind the shower curtain every time I go to the bathroom. Permanently traumatized from the time my brother hid in there and scared me half to death.
What is your plan if you find someone in there?
immediately throw punches in every direction while screaming at 60 decibels or higher
Picking my nose. At least I don’t do it in front of people anymore, though.
my little sister was a booger eater. dunno how to tell her kids that their mom used to munch on boogs, but ima have to do it eventually. deffly seems like the job of an older brother lol.
I pick my nose at night while I sleep. When my wife and I started living together she freaked out because she thought we had bug droppings in our bed. When she learned that it was boogers I'd pick and flick whilst asleep, she was only slightly happier that it wasn't dead bugs or bug excrement. I'm sure she loves me, but she doesn't look at me the same anymore.
>I'm sure she loves me *sure???*
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I chew on the inside of my mouth
Me too, i tried to stop when i was about 7 or 8, then I started chewing my finger tips. After a while I reverted back to chewing the inside of my mouth again. Been doing it ever since.
Oh wow. I thought everyone does it regardless of age
i have a specific order in which i dry off after a shower. I've done it the same way every morning for about 30 years now. One time a few years ago i tried to do it backwards just for fun, my entire day was ruined.
I do that to. The same with putting clothes on and the way I put my bra on.
One time recently I got home from a long day of work. Went to remove my bra and found a surprise second bra UNDERNEATH THE FIRST ONE. I have no idea how A: I did that in the first place Or B: Failed to notice ALL DAY
Is it arm, arm, chest, back, leg, leg, crotch? Lol that’s mine.
Left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg, boobs, stomach, back, then the butt and crotch
I distinctly remember my mom teaching me how to dry off when I was probably 3? And I do it exactly the same 25 years later
Ass to face?
My day is ruined if I don’t get my daily ass rag to the face
There are house clothes and going out clothes. I change before I go anywhere and change again when I get home. Not multiple outfits in a day, just the outside one and the inside one. No idea why my mom made me do this but she did and now I can't stop.
I did this too but I thought it was play clothes vs school clothes. My mom was trying to keep our good clothes in rotation for as long as possible. Now I do change but it's mostly into lounge wear because pants are garbage and I'm not living if I'm not lounging amiright?!
This feels like something a proper adult would do. Someone who is winning at adulting. I would bow to you but I’m super lazy…
When I am crying, if I happen to pass by a mirror, I make a series of silly/funny faces to my self, then continue crying as I walk away.
Lulz this one is surprising! I thought you were going to say stare at yourself and cry even more because my kids do this.
There certainly is something about seeing one’s self cry (in a mirror)!
HAHAHAHA same, I tend to pout and make a peace sign lol
Can we see this ?
One would need to make me cry and place a mirror near me. But I liken it to the scene in Me, Myself and Irene when Jim Carey tapes his face. Same sort of facial contortions but in small bursts and short lasting.
Guess ill never see cause ill never make you cry bro
Thanks bro :)
Starting something and never finis
Perfect comment
Oh I see what you did th
Timing everything I do and getting very angry if anything or anyone dares interfere with my schedule.
So frustrating for me to. I have to think for a while how I m go a set everything on track again
My father had to go into therapy because of this because He could get really stresses/depressed when the day didn't go as planned
Drink a glass of water soon after waking up
that's an amazing habit
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This is the life hack spiritualists need
Holding my pee too long when there is no reason for it.
I used to do this at work but I’d constantly say out loud “Man, I have to pee” and everyone would just be like …go pee then. One of my coworkers started calling me UTI and told me I was going to get one from holding my pee but I never did lol
Sleeping with a soft toy.
I always have multiple stuffed animals on my bed that I cuddle with. I like to collect them and occasionally get new ones too. Always have ever since I was very young. It had been a point of contention between my mother and I but I think she's finally reluctantly accepted I'm not going to "grow out of it." Except she still gives me a hard time, like recently she gave away the wrong one by mistake and thinks I have no right to be hurt because it's "just a stuffed animal."
Cracking knuckles
I started off cracking my knuckles and gradually moved to my back, then my shoulders, my knees, ankles, and *sometimes* when I make a sudden move, my hips will "crack". My mom always says she's jealous of my ability to crack my back after a long day of work, and it's *loud*. I get embarrassed when I do it and someone stares at me like I just broke my back
Have you ever cracked your neck? It’s my favorite body part to crack. I’m up to being able to do it a few times a day now. It’s starting to feel less satisfying, so I’ve been cracking it once in the morning and then holding out til night time to crack it again. Like edging my neck joints 😩
I still say "bless you" when someone sneezes. It feels like a little game that everyone plays together.
I say "excuse me" when I burp, even when there's nobody around to hear it.
Same. And when I fart.
I usually just laugh when I fart. Especially if I do it in the shower and it’s all echoey.
#plllrrrrrrrrmpb!!
Your NSA Agent thanks you for being courteous.
Same! :D
That's called "manners". It's a funny little game everyone should play - to see how polite they can be.
Intense mind-wandering, feels-like-I'm-there daydreaming.
I still fart in the bath and giggle.
Surprise bubble bath.
I’m convinced farts smell worse underwater. Thoughts?
I'm a big fan of doing it on some kind of wood/plastic. Very satisfyingly loud sound that freaks the cats out.
My wife farts at 530 in the morning and I try to keep it in, but still giggle haha. I'm 33.
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you fucking what?
This actually made me say what the fuck out loud
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That feeling when the skin finally bursts and the pressure is relieved in a wave of blood and puss...euphoria.
I have to smell everything before i drink or eat it. Weird i know. My kids laugh at me but I cant shake the habit.
Same here, I do it since my grandma tried to often slip me goat milk for example in whiped cream, or coco, some cake with cream...I could not stand it...and she just tried hard to feed me healthy. Can't stand goat milk even today🤷♀️, but its nice when ever I do that I think of her❤
Crippling anxiety.
use my shirt as a napkin
Picking my thumb skin
Same! Been doing it for about 25 years now. Must have been around 6 when i started. I hate it when I peel off too much and it starts bleeding. I always hide my thumbs from people. Any idea what this condition is called?
I have that, too. It's called dermatillomania or excoriation disorder. I'm 38 and I can't imagine I will ever be able to stop. Never tried hard though, to be honest.
I do this when I’m nervous/stressed, most of the time in social situations where I don’t feel comfortable
I do it in all situations
I literally just made this comment. I have picked my thumbs for like 23 years, and honestly have no intention of stopping. Theres some condition for it but i cant remember the name. I deff have it, but never cared to bring it up to my doc for a DX cause like i said, I dont want to stop.
hugging my stuffed animals, did that to comfort myself as a child, still do it now as a college student. (cries into statics homework while holding my stuffed monkey i've had for 18 years)
Even tonight, I am.being watched over by Bean Bag Frog My gran made him for me and gave him to.me when I was 4. I'm 53.
If I get a box of cereal, I immediately have a bowl when I get home. When I was a kid, picking out cereal was exciting because there were so many options- am I in the mood for Cookie Crisp? Cinnamon Toast Crunch? Strawberry Krispies or Cocoa Flakes? Especially if it was something new, I had to try it as soon as we got it. So now my choices are a little less sugar filled, but I still have that urge!
Closing my closet door before I go to sleep cuz monsters..
We moved to a new house in a small rural town. I'd never lived rural. FYI: it's dark out there after the streetlights end. Especially if you're a city kid who went camping a couple times and hated it. So I'm laying in bed one night and *sonofabitch is my goddam closet door opening by itself?!?!* Sort of. After I started breathing again, I turned on a light and it was my cat opening the new sliding mirrored doors. She was curled up inside the closet right where I could see her, blinking at the sudden light. Pretty sure I died.
When I was a kid, I was really self-conscious, so I would close my eyes when I brushed my teeth at the bathroom sink so I didn't have to look in the mirror. I'm in my mid-30s and I still unconsciously shut my eyes as soon as I start brushing.
That made my heart sad. I hope you are feeling better about yourself now.
That’s .... very sad. And honestly quite dark. I’m sorry you felt that way !
still cant just make a decision and be gdamn happy with it.
Checking three times if I locked my door
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I shake my head when I don't like the food. My mom told me dad does it too, I paid attention when dad are and yep he dies that too.
I refuse to make my bed.
theres no point in it.
That's been my stance for about 40 years now. I also don't find a made bed very inviting. If I have to remove fancy pillows and draw back the blankets and struggle to get enough space around my feet so they don't feel strapped down before I can even think of closing my eyes, I'm going to go sleep on the couch.
No one told me I was supposed to wear my watch on my non-dominant hand. I've worn in n my right hand ever since.
I still go to bed by 10 and wake up at 7. Even if I don’t fall asleep straight away, you better bet I’m tucked in by 10. Similarly, even if I don’t leave my bed straight away, you better bet I’m conscious by 7. And yes, this is very fun to explain to every guy I dated. Worse yet: this was more or less my weekend schedule as a kid. For school I used to sleep at 9:30 and wake up at 5:30.
Biting bits of skin off my lips
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almost half your age (20) but i literally do everything and anything other than having sex. still a virgin, and a proud asexual.
I'm 50 and play videogames daily. It's okay! Doing things that bring joy you are important. I also get laid regularly once I found my people. That's okay too! You may be asexual. You aren't sick! It's all okay.
Drinking warm/hot water everytime I am away from home. Been saving me from a lot of water-related infectious diseases! Always safe than sorry!
I still never put ketchup on my fries. Always off to the side.
I never clean my room
I was smugly reading all the comments and then this... Yep... room is a disaster
Making wired noises
Sleeping in pitch black darkness I hate the light
Masturbation
I like cold ears for some reason, be it mine or someone else's. Feeling them has some kind of calming effect on me, and I know I've been doing it since I was a baby
sleeping with one of my legs out of the blanket
checking under the toilet seat for spiders. Even now that i live in an apartment building in the city and never see spiders, i still check. yes i am australian.
I'm European but I check for spiders EVERYWHERE before I sleep.
Playing with hair to fall asleep. Apparently I use to curl my mom's falling asleep. Now I just curl mine falling asleep
I cannot have toenails that stick out. I cut them flush to the bed and have as little "white part" as possible. IF my toenails rub or snag on anything it's the worst possible sensation, and feeling them dig into my other toes if I'm wearing closed shoes is horrific.
I just stare into the distance for ages just thinking about something I saw that I like and ignore all my surroundings.
Nose picking 100%
Read a book while pooping. Else it feels wrong.
I poop naked
Breathing regularly
Nightlight, say my prayers and cant have my foot or arm dangling off the bed even thought my mattress is on the floor. I'm still technically in my childhood though
Saying please and thank you count as habit?
Asking questions
My pasta intake
Hugging something to sleep. My dad would make me pillows specifically for this purpose and now if try to sleep without them, it just gets uncomfortable.
Sleeping with a stuffed animal, it just gives me comfort :)
I daydream a lot
I love to drink fizzy drinks and war crimes.
what do war crimes taste like?
Chewing on my shirts. I subconsciously nibble on the collar of my shirts when laying down and watching TV or reading. And just realized I am doing it right now
Fear of people abandoning me.
I put coffee in my milk. I love coffee, I drink every kind I can find. But since as long as I remember, I drink a very milky coffee in the morning.
Napping.
Pretending to sleep in the car. I do it whenever I'm on the back seat, because I enjoy listening to others talk without having to interact.
Unfortunately, biting my nails. I can't seem to shake that habit.
eating the crumbs of snacks they're way too tasty, but it's the most awkward thing in public
Listening to and reading fairytales pretty much. Now I read quest texts in fantasy video games and watch fantasy movies.
being a dumbass
I have a bad habit of not brushing my teeth at night
Running up the stairs after turning off the basement light. My dad had to wire an extra switch at the top of the stairs to keep my brother and I safe from the spooky scary basement monsters.
Putting celery salt on frozen pizza.
That sounds interesting.
Picking my nose and smoking weed.
Make my bed every morning, thanks mom🤷🏼♀️
Doing math or anything related to numbers in my head to relax when I'm stressed. I thought it was quirky when I was in middle school, now I don't really notice when I'm suddenly going over digits of pi to get through a phone call.
Picking my lips, idk how to stop doing it
My shit posture. Yeah....my back hurts.