The life I live is not aligned with my principles.
God damn, I though were being light hearted here. Now I got to go find a dark corner of shame.
I met my wife because I was flirting with this woman and then she left and my wife showed up and in my drunken state I thought she was the same girl I was talking to before so rizz was exceptional and I ended up keeping her after that night.
10 years later we got married last year! Woo! Embarrassment!
I met my wife because she actively lied on the internet about a thing that was important, but the die was cast.
What did she lie about?
Some of you have a very low threshold for embarrassment.
Maybe that's what they are truly embarrassed about.
Either that I only eat frozen meals and don't cook. Or that I have never had any friends. Or that I'm a cis female but have a ton of excess hair in the wrong spots (esp on my chin and neck) I try to keep on top of. Or that I've never been in a relationship and I'm 30. So many things to choose from!
My life is not so bad, though! The internet exists both for human connection and for entertainment. And I have a good job so I make enough to buy random crap.
You're like a female version of me. Except I'm only 27 and I have a lack of hair where men typically have a lot and I don't have a job currently.
I'll be your friend
Not embarrassing, weird maybe?
I secretly enjoy weird combination of foods (sometimes too exotic)
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milkshake and broccoli (or any veggie)
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watermelon and salt
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tortillas with papaya and whole lot of chilly pepper
I could go on..
watermelon and salt is one of those things that sounds strange in theory, then you try it and you regret that you could ever think that way
This is not even uncommon. Watermelon with chamoy powder is essentially the same but with some spice added.
Honestly based. Once I have eaten a choco rolls with green onions as a breakfast in HS. Milkshake and broccoli doesn't sound that bad tbh.
Are you alternating? Or combining?
Watermelon and salt sounds perfectly sane to me because chemistry.
Tortillas, fruit, and chili doesn’t make sense to me, but I’ve appropriated a ton of foods that “just work” to me so…. I get it nonetheless.
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I'm 6'3" and look like I'd rip someone's throat out for coughing wrong.
I cry really easily when in conflict 😅
No shade, that’s cool. IDGAF what you look like once I know you, and that you are in tune with the emotion of the situation.
Paraphrasing a folk singer I respect here, but “I used to cry when needed, I can’t cry for the life of me anymore as an adult.”
Tears communicate that either I’ve fucked up, or there’s something I legit misunderstood, and I need to take a step back.
In some ways, I envy your ability to do that. Professional me doesn’t scree around, personal me rather wishes I could cry it out once in a while.
I’ve spent a lifetime fixing my inclination to escalate at the first sign of conflict, and…. It’s been brutal. I’m thrilled to mostly be gentle these days, but it still requires work.
You never gave into the BS.
You know that scene with the guy on the castle wall in Monty Python and the Holy Grail that farts in your general direction?
Yeah, I giggled.A fellow man of culture
I spent over $2k on a bike I never wish to ride.
I'll just suggest to you, get an ebike, then you can hide how unfit you are 😏. Takes all the stress out of hills and some of the stress out of having impatient cars behind you, and keeps the enjoyable parts.
Sometimes I still can't accept losing a game. I'm 23.
You better come to terms with that. I used to play twitch shooters all the time... I now have an essential tremor and in your thirties your reflexes really start to go.
I have 3 testicles, but 0 boyfriends
😔
I post on Lemmy.
And I comment and upvote on Lemmy! Nothing to be ashamed of.
It's hard to decide: Certain physical features often associated with beauty are too prominent on me. I have a habit of under-describing my best qualities when asked. And I'm too dang humble for my own good.
Humility is about being right sized. A lot of folks take this idea of humility as needing to lessen oneself for the sake of being "humble" when really we should be representing ourselves clearly and as objectively as possible.
Yeh but then, if a person is genuinely obviously extremely attractive, or clearly has traits like a capacity to lead or influence people, or is objectively wealthy, or is clearly very smart, those are all things that come off as really conceited to the rest of us unless their acknowledgement is very careful. If such a person is too quick or too ready to acknowledge these things about themselves, despite their accuracy, we're pretty likely to think they're a dick. It seems like for people who are in some ways exceptional, the appropriate level of humility, wherever it is on the scale, does need to involve at least a little bit of pantomime and false modesty. The right size in such cases will need to be at least a little smaller than they really are, not too much smaller, or it's interpreted as disingenuous, but not exactly true to scale either.
Probably my wardrobe. I keeping thinking in gonna change and I buy new clothes and I think I look very sharp then I wear that exact outfit a year later and it somehow looks junky and weird. I just wear office casual for everything now since it's easy, doesn't change and I have a lot of it.
Considering that you're making thoughtful attempt, odds are that the rest of us see you as very stylish and you're just your own worst critic.
Yes it's because I think of myself as a good-looking outgoing guy and then I look in the mirror and I see an it worker 😅
As far as insecurities go it's not a big deal to me.
I'm too embarrassed to tell you. I'll give you a freebie, though: I bought Mega Man X7 for the PlayStation 2. Unironically. On purpose. Having enjoyed the previous Mega Man X games, I didn't think for a second it would be bad.
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Aside from relationship surprises and having the full Bruce Lee package, the first one that comes to mind is my mum wanted to reuse my grandpa's unisex name and named me after him despite the gender difference. Despite him being my favorite family member, it feels awkward whenever I'm at gatherings.
Haha. The Honeymooners nose is funny as fuck and as as a fellow ace is can't imagine how annoying it must be. The universe truly plays mean pranks at times
Maybe TMI but hygiene. When I'm too sad to clean up then obviously I don't do it, but when I'm doing really good I get so caught up in my work that I forget to clean up.
Ahh the old depression adhd combo, a classic
I've never learnt to dance
The only thing that I find genuinely embarrassing about myself is NSFW related, and this isn't an anon account, so, yeah. Big one, though.
Other than that, I've just done a lot of particularly embarrassing things that I remember in my sleep that everyone else has probably forgotten about by now. I was immature for a long time. It's normal.
My parents.
My face
Your username makes this my favorite comment
I'd totally get in Austin power's Shaguar.
When I get crazy stressed at work I sometimes flip the fuck out. I scream and curse things like motherfucking cocksucker piece of shit where people can hear me. I'm a contractor so those people don't know me or are just there at the place I'm working on. Occasionally I break shit when I get this fucked up.
I just came off two forced 80 hour work weeks no days off so it was pretty bad. I'm off now. I'm at peace.
There’s a certain high in that lashing out that’s tough to let go of. I feel you.
I wish that I could explain how I came to handle that stuff better, truth is I haven’t a clue. I just knew I’d come too far to risk losing what I have over anger of all things.
Everything.
I live in Morocco yet I have immense trouble fitting in with Moroccan society. I don't like the customs, most of the food is pretty mid, our music scene is hot garbage, I'm literally queer (just saying that in front of everyone could get me in prison), everyone is obsessed with football and I'm sick of it, I could go on.
I don't know if I'm just a rare and strange breed, or if it's simply a case of "nationality dysphoria", but I think literally existing in a space like this is embarrassing enough to give me conspiracies to leave. Problem is, there is Moroccan diaspora everywhere, especially in the country I'm interested in (which is Belgium, I just love how wild they are), and locals are sick of us, not to mention... visas, motherf***er. I am basically trapped here, in constant threat of weird looks at best, and literal death at worst. Yeah, this is indeed the most embarrassing thing about me.
