Sombyr

Omnipotence means you can do literally anything, and anything includes having perfect control of your powers without knowing how to use them. It also includes the ability to continue to interact and exist as an omnipotent being even if you were completely, utterly, 100% destroyed.

If you were omnipotent, you could just decide that every action you take will benefit you in some way and then, it doesn’t matter what you do, you’re doing the right thing. You could even just choose not to lose yourself in your newfound power.

You don’t have to know how to do something to do it when you’re omnipotent. You don’t even have to know the option to do it exists to choose that option. Because omnipotence means the ability to do literally anything, even when it makes no logical sense.

Of course, none of this makes logical sense. It doesn’t have to, because omnipotence isn’t a scientific concept or anything. It’s a word we chose to define in a contradictory way. It’s like if we made a new word that means “somebody who can do things they’re completely incapable of doing.” Not even really a paradox so much as a word whose definition makes no sense.

The weirdest part to me is that an omnipotent being must, by necessity, have the ability to create a being with powers exceeding omnipotence. Something more powerful than them. But they must also have the ability to overpower their creation, otherwise there’d be something they can’t do, and they would therefore not be omnipotent. That’s just a mindboggling thing to think about.

The day I added a GameCube to my retro setup was the day I accepted everyone gets old eventually.

Most of the time, it feels to me just like a logical conclusion. Like “hmm, yes, this person has traits I generally find attractive. I am thus attracted to them.”
There’s of course a physical attribute to it too, where I feel strongly drawn to the person, but it feels more like the result of the previous logical conclusion rather than the source of the attraction itself.

The one and only exception to this that I’ve experienced thus far was my attraction to my wife. It was an instant click. My first thought after meeting her was that I needed to get closer with her. It’s worth noting I didn’t actually know what she looked like yet (we met online) and barely knew anything about her personality besides she was funny and apparently had similar hobbies to me (though I didn’t know which hobbies, I’d just been told that.)
I didn’t connect it as attraction at first though, because I’d never experienced attraction like that before. I just wanted to be really good friends with her. I was really happy whenever she showed up. I enjoyed every conversation I had with her way more than it felt like I should.
Then slowly those feelings grew, never changing, only getting stronger. At a certain point, when I started to realize every second I was away from her, I was wishing she was there, and every time I was sad or upset about something, she was the one I wanted to go to for comfort, it finally clicked that I was attracted to her, at least in some way.
It wasn’t until we were already dating that it finally fully clicked that I’d been in love with her the whole time.
Physically I’d say my attraction to her felt… I guess like heart burn? That’s the closest physical sensation I can think of. Like that, but not painful. Like a fullness in my chest every time I thought about her.

Also as far as chemistry and attraction goes, definitely different things. There are people I’ve been attracted to that I meshed horrifically with. Just because I like certain traits in theory doesn’t mean I could actually stand those traits in practice.

Bear in mind what you’re about to read is the ramblings of an autistic women. I may be a woman, but the world still looks a lot different through my eyes than it does to other women, so take what I say with a grain of salt.

Anyway, definitely not too late to date. That part’s simple to answer.

As far as losing weight, depends really on how much you weigh as for how it’ll effect your dating options. For men, I think gaining a little muscle is more important than losing fat. Even if you weigh quite a lot, if you’ve got a bit of muscle showing through there will be women who find you attractive. I can’t speak for all women, but to me, it’s more attractive when a guy’s body shows that they’re thinking about their health than it is when a guy has a traditionally attractive physique. In other words, a little muscle shows you’re putting work in regardless of if you’re successfully losing much fat. You’ll probably inevitably lose some fat anyway if you gain some muscle, because it speeds up your metabolism.
In the end though, physical appearance isn’t as often important to women as it is to men. If you’ve got a personality that meshes well with somebody, they’ll probably like you anyway.

What you’re doing to meet people is good, but another good way to find people Imo, is through your hobbies. Although that can be tougher if all your hobbies are male dominated. Even if you do meet women into it in that case, I speak from experience when I say we’re expecting to be approached and tend to already have our rejection locked and loaded. If that’s the case, I’d say the best option is to wait and see if they show interest in you first.

Making more friends is also good. Besides the fact that it’s good for your mental health, they can also introduce you to people, and somebody who knows you well is gonna be way better at finding people who will match well with you than anything like dating apps or searching aimlessly. I was introduced to my wife by a friend. They didn’t even intend it as a romantic setup, they just thought we had a lot in common and would make good friends. The romance happened to blossom from that.

I’d end this off by telling you it’s good to learn to be happy being single, but I know that’s harder than it sounds, and sometimes you can’t manage it until you’ve already been in and out of a serious relationship or two. Do take care of your mental health though. A happy man is an attractive man.

I get what you’re saying, but like OP I’m the kind of person who can call myself beautiful but also have self esteem issues. In my case, it’s because I know it’s objective fact that people keep telling me I’m attractive, but I can’t see myself that way. Like, maybe I’m just surrounded by really supportive people who can ignore my shortcomings easier, and one day I’m going to be exposed to the fact that it turns out the majority of the world thinks I’m ugly.

It’d feel like dismissing everyone who’s ever been attracted to me to not admit that on some level I must be attractive, which would be rude, but at the same time I need people to know I can’t see what they see.

Don’t even have to be that old to experience that. There’s this weird phenomenon where if you’re born at the tail end of the 90s, anyone born 2000 onward feels infinitely younger, even if the actual age difference is only a few years.
I was born 1998 and I still look at anybody born in 2000 like “you’ve gotta be 12 years old max.”

I like your positivity.

Luckily, I am happy most of the time nowadays, just, y’know, in spite of my disorder.

This is what I do. If I don’t want solutions, I always start with “This is just a rant, I don’t need solutions, but…”

Usually that exact quote, so it’s completely unambiguous. If I didn’t start with something like that, 99% chance I’ll be okay with presented solutions.

As somebody with schizoaffective, I don’t understand where you’re coming from saying it means I’m the only one with power over myself. In fact, I’ve found even after being well medicated I’m incredibly easy to manipulate. All you have to do is tell me somebody’s trying to control me and instantly I’ve spun a 2000 foot deep web about how they’re doing it. Then you just tell me you have the solution and suddenly I’m eating out of your hand.

And my emotional barrier is paper thin. I only look unaffected by things. In reality if I’m the slightest bit scared or upset, I’m breaking down inside and spinning another web to fill in the cracks. My whole existence is built on delusions and lies I’ve built up to keep myself together, such that even now that I’m in a place where I theoretically could start breaking them down and rebuilding properly, I won’t, because I’d fall apart, and I can’t handle that.

I’ve decided to just be happy being fucked up. Not because that’s right, but because that’s the only thing I can survive.

As someone on the far older end of gen Z or the far younger end of millenial, depending on where you draw the line:

I hate sex scenes. I have some personal issues however that may affect my judgment. Trauma and such. Don’t wanna see sex unless I was fully mentally prepared for it, which I just can’t be if it’s shoved into some random movie, regardless of if you warn me in advance.

It might seem odd, but I wonder if the almost unavoidable overexposure to porn from a very young age elicits a similar response in a lot of younger people. The fact that for a lot of your life, sex is a forbidden thing you have to sneak around to indulge in, and which the one form you have exposure to, porn, carries the risk of addiction. It seems like it’d leave an impression on your mind that it’s a scary thing you have to hide, which I could see eliciting some kind of trauma response when suddenly it’s everywhere and you’re still stuck feeling like you have to hide it.

As a trans woman, we definitely can get a similar phenomenon, but I can’t vouch for how common it is or if it’s the same thing.

If it does happen, it generally starts a while after your hormone levels get consistently in the right place. Don’t need surgery. For me, it’s even straight up dependant on what brand of estrogen I’m taking. I take injections, and if I’m on 10mg/ml, it happens, but any time I have to take 20mg/ml, it stops. Doesn’t matter that my hormone levels haven’t shifted even slightly.

It is known that it’s the same organs producing it as males have, but why it begins to behave like that and why it doesn’t happen to everyone is, as far as I know, completely unknown.

It’s really not that long. I leave it on both as I’m brushing, and as I’m swishing mouth wash around. About 3 and a half minutes total. It’s not on purpose, it’s just because I don’t think to turn it off.

I had a teacher tell me to drop out then be forced to write an apology letter for it.

She wrote “I’m sorry you thought I told you to drop out.”

So I’m gonna say “I’m sorry you thought” is high up there. Straight up gaslighting.

I can agree with that. I’ve been part of a cult before (was born into it) and I can recognize a lot of what I went through there in far right people. I guess I’m just a little sensitive to people calling these people idiots and hateful people due to seeing myself in them. Like, to me, they’re (usually) just good people being manipulated into thinking the awful things they say and do are good, and they need a rational and caring person to pull them slowly out of it, the same way I did.

Obviously, it takes more than just talking usually to pull somebody out of a cult, but I think it’s still a big part of it. They’ve been fooled into thinking that things that are rational aren’t, and unless they’re confronted with the actual truth and the facts to back them up, they’re not going to even start to question their beliefs.

I’m also not suggesting that every person needs to debate every republican about every issue they bring up. If you can’t or even just don’t want to debate somebody, you don’t have any obligation to, but I don’t think insulting them over it is almost ever the right response.

There’s also the angle of how every cult teaches you that you’re going to be persecuted for your beliefs, and brainwashes you into thinking that should reaffirm you that you must be correct. That is one major reason I think labeling all conservatives as irrational and hopeless is dangerous. When somebody who’s been taught that the world is going to hate them for being “right” finds that the world does not, in fact, hate them, but instead just displays genuine concern, that’s when you fully start to question everything.

I don’t think every right winger is going to fling left when presented with this view. In fact, I think the vast majority won’t, but it will make them a little more understanding, and a little more understanding over the course of many years and generations adds up.

I like listening to multiple songs at the same time. Like, playing a video game, while listening to music, but not also muting the game’s music, so I hear both at once.

lol, never even been to a real city in my entire life. Literally the most populated place I’ve ever been to doesn’t even crack a population of 50k people, and the most populated place I ever lived was a tenth of that. Been a small town girl my whole life.

Definitely heard the trees thing as a kid though, I’d just already been told that trees were being blown around by the wind, but nobody could tell me that cars were being blown around by the wind I felt when I saw them, so that’s why I concluded it must be the cars that were responsible for the wind.

I noticed there was always a gust of wind after cars passed, so I concluded wind was caused by invisible cars driving by. Storms were caused by the invisible drivers driving too fast.

I used to go outside during storms and yell at them to slow down. I was convinced it was working.

Fixed typo resulting in ticks giving lyme disease instead of limes diseases. Ticks now properly feed on fruit juices instead of blood.

Interesting. I suppose they’re both objects with pointy bits much larger than the holes they’re trying to pass through. On that note, I’ve been through very severe anal stenosis and THAT I would say was closing in on the most horrific pain I’ve ever been through. Before I could go to the doctor about it my wife basically had to spend all day and sometimes night keeping me occupied so I had something to do other than cry.

Huh. I’m guessing the pain of kidney stones comes in varying levels, because the one time I had them I wouldn’t have called it the most painful thing in the world.

Then again, I could also have inherited my mom’s pain tolerance, who gave birth multiple times without any kind of pain relief and without flinching.