u/FeistyZombie956

I haven’t used the app in like a year and a half maybe

I go back in and it literally sounds like ChatGPT. Like I’ve been able to get some pretty damn good stories before that just kept me like super fucking interested but it’s all worded like ChatGPT it’s not just dialogue in some descriptions it’s not a natural plot progression- like the fucking rhetorical questions and the way that things are spaced out everything it just feels like ChatGPT and not like what the app used to be.

The thing is is that all of the other apps that I’ve seen don’t have a black background and I really like that but there’s no way I can use this app anymore when it literally is fucking nails on a chalkboard just to do a few chats.

I miss making my own AUs! I miss loving the plots! TS SUCKS!!!

EDIT: like I have my own profile or wtv, but I used to be able to say that I wasn’t a member of the story and whatever character I was interacting with I could act like one of the characters or bring in other ones and it would still feel like the story is progressing and the chatbot would be able to interact with my character of choice accurately and involve those other characters as well coherently. Like its not time-period accurate in its descriptions and its incorporating my own profile description when im not even a character which it NEVER did before.

I’m just woefully disappointed. :/

any suggestions for apps that dont look like dookey or chat like dookey?? anyone relate??

19f. (1 paragraph of context, then 3 occurances in one day described seperately, & an overall tl;dr at the end) I had to get my headshot done yesterday, and I don’t own any professional clothing, so I just grabbed a long-sleeve black Tee that happened to be cropped. I left my favorite pair of high-waisted flared jeans at home, so I paired it with my Aerie grey yoga pants and my Doc Martins and used a faux leather tote as my backpack. (college summer classes + work) From the knee up, the outfit was skin tight. My waist and curvy lower area clearly defined, it didnt show my stomach. I usually pair those yoga pants with like a bigger grey/jean patchwork jacket or a flannel because of the color coordination. So there is usually more dimension and more covered when I wear them.

I wasn’t thinking about that. I was just thinking that the outfit matched, and that I didn’t want to be late to my appointment.

EVENT 1) On the way there, a homeless man in the town spoke some things about me I didn't hear that ended with “fine lady with beautiful hair” as I was passing by. I quietly said thank you, because I appreciated the compliment to my hair and was worried about it looking good in my pics, and quickly continued to my location. I didn’t think much of it, because it was wtv, and I texted my friend who I had spoken to prior about my hair that day and had a laugh. (Italian/Irish w/ 3B curls and muscular stature for ref)

I should’ve known that wouldn’t be all.

EVENT 2) It was after work, which I just started yesterday and skateboarded to yesterday so I'm unfamiliar with the bus routes, and I was rushing to/trying to time out making it to the nearest bus stop in time to go home. Of course, my city has a lot of construction, so there’s a lot of bus detours and inaccurate routes. The one stop I thought I could go to wasn't a stop anymore according to the website so I went to the next one. I kept turning and looking behind me at where the bus would turn the corner trying to rush to the next stop, and some man I passed said something about me “turning my ass like that” or something. UGH.

EVENT 3) I FUCKNG MISSED MY STOP! I am very unfamiliar with the public bus. I’ve only used it a handful of times, rarely alone. I missed my stop and noticed it started going out of town. I got off at the nearest stop after I noticed it wasn’t turning back towards the transit center by my apt. It said the next bus stop to the opposite direction was a 2 min walk and would be there in 15 minutes. It was so fucking cold and I had no coat. I tried to pass the time by calling my mom but she wasn’t feeling super well so I didn’t want to push it. I get to the stop. Shortly afterward, a older, disheveled gentlemen with multiple different colored t-shirt bags saunter up to me. At the bus stop. In bumfuck no where in the dark with few cars and streetlights. His words are near incoherent and he’s starting a conversation with me. I knew that the bus would be there within 10 minutes, so I mildly obliged and tried to keep my responses neutral enough.

((I am innately, naively curious about the world and people around me (I’ve had many interesting conversations with strangers throughout my life) but I also didn’t want to be rude and possibly cause him to be violent, and I knew the bus would be there in 10 minutes- so I mildly engaged back by nodding and responding every so often when I could actually understand him & tried to keep my responses neutral enough.))

Anyways, he said he also was a student at my uni back in the day in communications, I mention my one friend is in communications. He asks what I'm studying, I say biology and I hope to be a doctor, if not, than evolutionary biology with fossils n shit. through his rambles he mentions something about working hard and I agree. And I don’t hear part of his rambles but he mentions something every so often about “not meaning disrespect”. I’m between typing a response on to a response someone gave me to a curly hair inquiry I had, so I'm not trying my hardest to distinguish what the fuck he’s saying. I just kind of here and there nod politely.

He then says something about being “not getting knocked up”. I say that that’s not something that’s gonna happen for me, since I am mostly focused on my studies and can have fun once I’ve achieved my goals. I’m now realizing that this might not be a simple, random interesting conversation with a stranger as I wait for the bus. Anyways, he mentions something about having 7 kids and I'm like “good for you”.

THEN HE SAYS something about how fine I am and how he knows how to “suck and fuck real good.” I say, “That’s what I do to the ladies. Haha.” and I made some other comment about loving women. Usually when I am being pursued on the street and I mention being gay they back off. (I'm bi so it's natural for me to just claim homosexuality anyways when put on the spot and it works) Not this time.

He mentions something about getting with people with experience and how it feels better, and I pivot back to being a woman with experience with women and mention how I got with my friends roommate last year and it was a whole thing. (which is true icl) and he fist bumps me. I go back to my comment response on my phone and wonder where this damn bus is. Any minute now. (in retrospect I should’ve called someone and said I was getting a call I just didn’t consider that. I knew my mom and bsf were busy and didn't clock it properly)

He keeps mentioning things about my appearance and meaning no disrespect, something about being accepting and Jehovah. Walks away briefly, comes back, and says something about meaning no disrespect again. I say “I try to be respectful to everyone I meet, and I only disrespect people when they disrespect me.” and go back to typing on my phone w/ cold shoulder.

He apologizes about being intoxicated, has me help him with the bags he set down, and walks off into the night. The bus got there 5 minutes late, a few minutes after he left. Standing there alone in the dark, I realize how bad that could’ve been. I reflected on my day and realized how I cannot just wear whatever the fuck I want and that I should probably be more conscious of my surroundings and safety.

tl;dr: 2 times yesterday I was cat-called on the street, and something bad could’ve happened at a bus stop. Just for throwing on a tight top and grey yoga pants and walking existing on the street. I’ve been catcalled here and there throughout my life, but 2 times in one day, and an almost dangerous incident is just ludicrous. I just want to exist! WTF?!

I oftentimes find myself struggling with my situated intersectional awareness because, while I am proud of my femininity and spend most of my getting ready time on choosing and coordinating the right outfit to how I feel I want to express my gender that day (always she/her, but vibes differ), and am conscious about sticking out due to my unique apperance, I don’t often place myself as a woman in society outside of helping and being conscious of my fellow women as needed and being bi. To me, it’s more an unconscious awareness of the constructs in viewing others and in my style, not something that I consider for me personally in the context of BEING a woman in society.

To me, I’m just a person around other unique, interesting people, but I guess I’m not supposed to think that way and have to be more conscious of my identity and safety due to what I was born as. 🫩

Do you guys notice this as well?? Do ya’ll have any advice on like idk how to emotionally approach/unpack these kinds of occurances and also how to prioritize my safety better in the future??

19f. I quit for like a week and a half. Then bought one again after an exam, stared at it but didnt use it at first, hit it a few times every so often, and then began doing it regularly again this past Tuesday.

I swore to myself it would only be while I’m working on school- and now I feel I’m sorta sorta back to square one. Instinctively hitting it while I’m in bed or working on school in my room. Before and after lab, on every bathroom break in public. However, I still feel fine going quite a few hours without hitting it without itching to hit it, so I’m not fully back to being dependent.

(I low-key feel like the less I was doing it the better my overall mood and motivation was. it may have been a start of the spring semester and trying to go into it strong, but it was like I was watching my lecture video at our Science Learning Center and I didn’t take any breaks, I just had my reward be getting to go home. As the week progressed I also started vaping more and my motivation started rapidly declining but I don’t know if it’s correlated)

ANYWAYS I’ve been getting back into going to the gym and it feels great. However, it’s really hit me how fucked my lung capacity is.

Just now, I went to the gym, I did all my stretches, and 2 sets of my arm/ab routine, and decided to do cardio before the third set. I did a thing where I would walk for 2-3min at 3x speed, and jog for 1-1.5min at 6x speed. After the first 1.5min jog I was a bit tired and calmed my breath, after the next 1min one I was panting hard and had a bit of pain, and after the 3rd 1min jog I was fucking wheezing and in a lot of pain. It’s like when you do anything physically exhausting well sick, but I’m not sick at all :/

I walked for another 2min before hopping off and taking a breather. I went back to do the rest of my lifting and I was just so exhausted so I did like one weak set of curls and just went home.

That was like maybe a half hour/40 minutes ago. My head has a RAGING headache and my lungs still hurt a lil. The idea of vaping right now is disgusting to my headache and lungs, but the lil voice in the back of my head is telling me a hit or two will relax me. It’s just whenever something goes wrong or I feel a little stressed out (or its in sight while I’m being lazy) I fall back on it. I like how absent minded I can do it and the lil break from reality or supplement to my studies it gives. A quick hit for moral boost before leaving my apt or a bathroom or anywhere I’m alone. (Unless it’s finals week or a night out, I never vape publicly. It’s a private ritual for me) it’s one of the few rituals I have as an ADHD person who has few consistent habits.

But like I would be so fucked in a zombie apocalypse. I can’t keep living like this, especially because I don’t need it anymore. I reached a point in my life where I don’t need it as a crutch to destress or to keep me away from bad things. I still find myself yearning for her tho.

SOOOOOOO with that being said I would really appreciate advice on:

How to stay clean: unconventional methods if necessary, but no nicotine free vapes or nicotine patches, maybe fidgit/replace things

How to improve my lung capacity: breath excersizes and workouts that helps my lungs feel cleaner and improve my stamina