Im very ugly when looking at direct sunlight e.g out a window?
This is probably going to sound ridiculous but here's the story, im a 15 year old male and I am getting very paranoid about my personal apperance, all my life ive been told I was extremely attractive and just recently (last 14 months or so) I have been told I am extremely ugly whilst in direct sunlight, for example. I have a mirror at my bedroom window and when I look in that mirror I am white as a ghost with big red spots and baggy eyes and im not making this up when I am looking in that mirror I want to die, I am the most uglyiest boy in the world (im not overreacting) you should see it, I would take a picture but im afraid someone I know will see it. Then there is my bathroom mirror which is on the wall not beside a window and in that mirror I see the real me, attractive, great smile and clear skin. But I seriously can't go on like this, it might sound stupid but I am so afraid to speak to girls or even my friends now because I don't know if im really really ugly or really good looking. I have this little pocket sized mirror that I bring around with me and I notice when I look at it when im starring out a window its the ugly me but when I turn my back to the window and look at my reflection im attractive again, ahhhhh its driving me crazy! Is it all in my head or am I really ugly in direct sunlight yet handsome when not in direct sunlight. Sorry if this sounds so weird but it is, also any tips on how to get rid of really really baggy eyes? I drink 10 pints of water a day, eat fruit and have tried most home remedys but nothing works and before you say plenty of sleep trust me I get around 10/11 hrs of sleep every night. Thank you so much in advance, and please be nice because im really scared
What would you feel if you no longer look beautiful or handsome after some accident?
Here is my story.This is the scar I have on my face, right cheek, just below the eye. 1. I got this scar at the age of 15. I was on the vacation and I got some sort of intoxication (food or water, I don't know for sure.) I woke up in the middle of the night because I felt sick, went to bathroom, fell unconscious and hit the floor. My parents found me on the floor, bleeding. I didn't remember anything. 2. My dad stitched my wound. (I know it might sound like in a cowboy movie, but my dad is a doctor. Finally I was glad it was him. He did it with so much love and 7 super fine stitches.)3. It could have been so much worse. I could have hurt my head or eye or broke my facial bone. 4. Surprisingly the scar healed very quickly. 5. I called myself Scarface for a while. Just for fun. Somehow I never attached emotional value to this scar. I never thought it's too important. I never thought it ruined my "perfect face". My face was never perfect.6. No one has ever made fun of me. No one has ever told me that it looks ugly. Everyone was curious about the story.7. Now, after so many years, every fifth person even notices it. 8. The scar is most visible when I smile. I should probably emphasize it more often. :)9. My wounds are neither shame nor the badges of honor. My wounds are just stories, episodes, mistakes and memories.10. I am not my wounds. I am so much more.I am looking forward to hear more of these stories. Healing for one is healing for all. Thanks for asking this Q.
If I die alone at home, how many hours or days will pass until my pet dog, cat or bird eats me?
This is a cringeworthy answer, along with something I’m mortified to share, but I believe it’s very on point to your question, so here goes.I’m home full time as I was disabled due to an accident I suffered a couple years ago. To make myself useful, I started rescuing and rehabilitating dogs. Let’s be clear, dogs are animals. One more time, dogs are animals.I am female, and other than scars and aches, I’m otherwise healthy, and I menstruate. However, when I do, I dispose of all used feminine products by wrapping the offending product in tissue, putting it in a doggie Poo bag, tying it closed in a knot, and putting it in a trash can with a lid. It helps keep things much cleaner that way.One day, my sweet little runt, Pip came running out of my bathroom full speed, jumping on the furniture, and doing full speed laps around my living room.I caught him, he growled at me, and sped away. I noticed he had something in his mouth. I went to catch him, and my sweet 7lb dog showed teeth, growled, and the fur on the back of his neck stood straight up. ““You nasty little bastard! What do you have?” He tried to run again, and I said “Hey!” In my command voice. “Stop! Drop it NOW.” He stopped and rolled onto his back, mouth clamped around his treasure. I pried his little mouth open, and what did I find? My used tampon! I was mortified. He tried to jump and take it away from me, still wanting it so badly.To him, it was blood, his animal instinct took over, like any dog who found a delicious bone to chew on. He would not give it up willingly, and as an animal how is he supposed to know where the boundaries of decency are? Based on that, I do believe if someone died, the animal very well may see the deceased as a huge delicious slab of meat to feast on, regardless of who the person is. Unless Mother Nature instilled in dogs the instinct to not eat their leaders, I do believe that dogs will eat the carcass of their handlers. My dog seeking out and feasting on my dirty tampon confirms my suspicion.Behold… the little thief…
Why do some mirrors make you look more attractive than other mirrors and which one to trust?
Man can I ever relate to this question I grew up for the first 18 years of my life thinking I was ugly because I had cheap mirrors in the house and so didn't even look up at myself in school mirrors when washing my hands. Imagine, I washed my hands and left without a single glance up for 18 freakin years! I did once go to a rich friends home and saw my beauty in the mirror. I honestly honestly didn't believe it was my own reflection. I thought it was some sort of magic. Imagine, seeing yourself in the mirror for the first time as you really are. Just imagine it. It felt like I was looking at another living breathing human being who I most definitely didn't associate with me and wondering who this person possibly could be, because I myself felt and saw myself as ugly and I mean an ugliness I just can't describe. It was only when I met my husband that I began looking at myself differently. Even now I have trouble with body dysmorphic feelings all because of those cheap mirrors- they shouldn't even be allowed to be sold on the market because they have the power to distort the poor’s view of themselves and keep them tied up in shame, lacking dignity and afraid to move out into society. This truly can be the power of a mirror and lack of proper lighting in the home.You should go down to the beach, or go out at noon when the sun is highest in the sky and there is the most sunlight and look at yourself outside. This is what you really look like! This is your true beautiful self.If you don't see beauty because of lack of self care or a distorted attitude then make a decision to take action to start taking care of yourself inside and out.
My first car is going to be a MINIVAN!! EW?
OK, you can look on the positive side: if you can drive a big boat of a mini-van, any car you drive afterward will feel like a sports car. Also, you pack a lot of friends in a mini-van. Imagine going to the beach or camping with your buddies and all the gear you can bring along! Scooby-Doo and the gang had a great time with their Mystery Van. (And you should tell this one to your parents -- (-: they may re-think the whole mini-van thing pretty quickly!) OK, you still don't want a mini-van? Well, you'll be 16 soon, so get a job and earn the car of your dreams -- or at least one you can afford. You will be a full-fledged adult soon, so you don't have to be limited by your parents -- but you can't rely on your parents to satisfy every expensive desire you have. (-: I bet you hate this advice, but that's the way the real world works -- either think positively, or get busy and change the world through your own efforts. Good luck! You can do it!
Bad L & D staff.. anyone else have horror stories?
The only thing that happened with me was they told me it's not safe to use ice for the episiotomy with my first. So I went for 2 weeks swolen to the point of not being able to move or breath hardly..so bad I actually had to show my mom and she said it looked like the stitches were about to burst. That sooo sucked. 2 days of using ice I was fine. My second was that they had put me as a courtesy stay the second night into the thrid morning after delivery bacause they wanted to monitor my sons jaundice levels. Well they came in at 1 and told me "pack your stuff and get going" My husband was not even there so I told them that he doesn't have a cell and should be back in an hour. They then start taking all of my stuff and putting it in the corner tell me to get out of bed..turn down the room and then my husband got there and they pushed us out of the room within minutes. Another episiotomy and I asked for a wheel char like with my first. The lady said.."oh you've dont this before, I'm not pushing you all the way down there". So 4 stories later The car seat wouldnt go in the car right and a supply delivery truck was parked behind our car. My husband was begging the nurse to help figure out why the car seat wouldnt secure. She said" i doubt you'll have a fatal crash between here and home youll be fine" and walked away. I was appaled and in tears. I don't know what standard practice is, and didnt know if she had done anything that was worth reporting to a superior over. So I never filed a complaint. But she was horribly rude and unhelpfull. I was always sure to be as polite as humanly possible even durring the labor and delivery. I did'nt feel so hot to have her act like that. I then wished I'd have gave her a good cussing out while giving birth...oh well. EDIT- please excuse the typos..I was typing fast lol
My house is so small, how do I deal with it?
my house is smaller than that, its a 2 room house, 950 sq ft i love it its easy to clean and heat in the winter an cool in the summer, And its Paid for. if you hate it that much go in to debt and stay up with the jones,s and take a chance on losing every thing because you can,t make the payments, or afford food , but you will have a nice house, for a while be thank-full for what you have not what every one else has.