Volunteering is usually a good start. An activity that orients you toward something real & decent. Tends to attract real & decent people. Back when I lived at home, I volunteered at my local library’s saturday morning used book sale. They held it in the basement. You could buy any book you wanted for a dollar. It was mostly staffed by very old, very sweet people who loved reading. Holocaust survivors, retired English teachers, grandmas & grandpas all of them. Incredible people. Got first dibs on a lot of cool books too— a huge plus. Maybe scope out the sitch @ ur local church, library, animal shelter, etc.
May 12, 2024
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be it feeding people, youth outreach, helping people move, the library, community gardens…the possibilities are endless and of course vary. i volunteer for the art program offered by a shelter near me so it’s possible to balance any interests of yours with doing good! take the time to research opportunities that speak to you.
some other helpful ideas: pick a grassroots organization you really resonate with and donate/promote as regularly as you can...read tricky things and have those tricky conversations...learn a domestic or community building skill such as sewing...
best of luck and don’t get too wrapped up in the “size” of the impact of your actions, because a little help is better than none :)
Nov 6, 2024
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The key to this is finding something sustainable. You’ll quickly discover that all the organizations near your area have the same group of people volunteering. Once you have friends and it’s somewhere walking distance… It’s easy to show up
Feb 4, 2024
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Help the world and make friends. Win-win
Also something like an art class, cooking class, photo club, bar trivia, book club, politics, etc
Feb 28, 2025
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sometimes you just need to read some real shit straight from the realest person you know .
Feb 24, 2025
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This is a confession post, not a recommendation, not even much of an anti-recommendation. Tbh it reads like a humilation ritual. Honestly just keep scrolling; it's not worth reading. I'm just posting it because I think I had a point when I first started writing this, one which I lost pretty wuickly. But I spent a good couple of minutes typing this all out, so I'll post it anyway. Thank God I'm anon. If you do read it, please forgive me.
My friend Tyler brought a joint to the super bowl party last night. He handed it to me & told me about how it had weed diamonds in it while I smoked, he told me that it was some good shit and that I wouldn't have to smoke so much of it since I've got such a low tolerance & all, but I could also smoke as much as I liked, seeing as he had a bunch more & that it was the super bowl & we had a bunch of wings on the way anyway, so might as well smoke some more weed so you know what? yeah, i smoked some more weed since what's the harm anyway it's just weed after all.
I've been a mess all day. I've been slow & stupid & disgustingly horny since I woke up this morning; but really honestly since I smoked the weed. If you're one of those types that "actually becomes more functional when you're smoking weed" & that I should "just let people enjoy things" I don't know what to say to you. I'm going to be weird for 4 weeks now and it's all my fault. This happens every time.
Even when it doesn't turn me into a non-verbal paranoiac nutcase, even when it's enjoyable to me in that moment-- I become something lower than a beast. I stand over the platter of chicken wings & gorge until I am sick and then I gorge even more. My stomach becomes distended & my face and fingers are covered in thai curry buffalo chicken fat goo. I waddle around & fart & I find this very funny. I confuse the sound of my own voice with that of my younger sisters & this is incredibly disqueting to me. Do I really sound like that? I become a big confused overgrown fat baby.
I'm going to be be weird for four weeks now. Slow. I was supposed to meet up with my friends to watch Luka's debut for the Lakers. I'm stitting at my desk typing this up; procrastinating going to the gym (which I can NOT neglect [especially after my evening of spiritual obesity]) & the game starts in 5 minutes. Stupid. Typing out this confession right now is painfully difficult. Every word that I type has the appearance of a whitehead that can't be popped to me. This textbox full of blemishes so infuriatingly, stubbornly, immutably DISGUSTING. I feel sick just reading back what I'm writing here. Once again, if you've made it this far, forgive me. This is a confession, not a recommendation. Disgustingly horny. This one I won't elaborate on. Forgive me.
It's not because I smoked weed. The smoking of the weed was just the first movement in a sequence that had already begun before I'd even accepted the joint from Tyler. My own spiritual weakness is the mantle upon which all of these failings hang. I'm not this way because I smoked weed, I'm this way because I'm the type of guy that smokes weed even though I know what it will do to me. There are 999,999,999 other weeds in my life that I am all too willing to permit myself. I haven't eaten anything but bread & butter all day. The lakers game is starting soon. Off to the gym I go.
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