Uhh, ok, simmer down there champ, we need to clear some things up.

1. We were talking about two different things here. What I initially described as ‘odd’ was the idea of inserting the requirement of specific belief in the (presumably Protestant Evangelical) Christian god into the advice one might offer to a stranger on how to deal with grief. In my reply to you I was responding specifically to your more broad statement about sharing religious perspectives in general when I said ‘No, it’s not odd…’. So, no, I don’t find ‘it’ (sharing religious views in general) odd, but I very much do find ‘it’ (inserting said requirement about specific beliefs) both odd and weirdly specific. As I thought I made clear with the very next sentence:

I do, however, find it a little odd for people to offer it as specific advice for how to cope with grief to randos on the internet whose beliefs you have no idea about.

2. Have you ever noticed how when you put two words next to each other they can sometimes mean something a little different, especially when you put ‘ly’ at the end of the first one, than what those same two words would otherwise mean when they’re alone? ‘Weirdly specific’ isn’t weird (or any other synonym thereof) and specific, it’s specific in a weird way. A good example of it working the other way is the sentence I just quoted above: note how ‘odd’ and ‘specific’ aren’t adjacent and there isn’t any pesky ‘ly’ in there to confuse things, so their normal meanings apply.

My advice is relax

3. I’m sorry, you’re going to have to explain to me how my honestly pretty chill comment gave you the idea that I was in any way uncalm. Maybe start with how, exactly, you got ‘Help I’m being assaulted’ from ‘Huh that’s a little odd’.

While 1200 might be noon for one, another might just get used to 0800 to be noon.

Aside from the fact that that’s just timezones with extra steps?

Who says 0000 must be midnight and 1200 noon?

Thousands of generations of human history/prehistory? We are used to being awake during the day because we use vision so much for everything we do, so we sleep when it’s dark.

Because despite all of our modern technology we are still very much bound to the cycle of night and day. Right now if someone says ‘Hey let’s meet online at noon’ you have to ask what time zone they’re in and do a little dead-simple math to figure out what time that is for you. Oh you’re EST and I’m MST, noon for them is 10am for you. Not particularly hard, but a little irritating. On a system like you suggest you wouldn’t have to do a little addition/subtraction to figure out what time it would be for you, you instead have to do some more complex math based on when the sun comes up for you and figure out if you’ll even be awake at that time. You’re hosting a meeting on west-coast US time and one of the people in that meeting and they’re on the east coast of Australia. Noon your time and noon their time is the same, but for them noon happens at what might otherwise be in the middle of the night, so they’ll definitely be asleep.

Really this is the simplest version because we all still mostly wake and sleep with the sun.

I just started a novel project a few weeks ago and have been using scrivener because it’s just what I saw recommended the most. But now I’ve switched to linux and have been looking for FOSS linux-native alternatives so this is perfectly timed. I tried anytype briefly but it feels like it’s designed for programmers. By which I mean it’s extremely powerful and flexible, but just doing simple shit like creating a bunch of pages in a tree structure requires an hour of hunting and watching tutorial videos.

I like the look of novelwriter that someone else linked, gonna give that a shot.

No, it’s not odd for people to share their religious perspective. I do, however, find it a little odd for people to offer it as specific advice for how to cope with grief to randos on the internet whose beliefs you have no idea about. Hence my suggestion of the more general ‘believe in something.’

Yeah, I’ve had a lot of medical problems in my life that make me more dependent upon others than most so I dunno if that means I felt it more keenly because of that or if that’s just how it goes for everyone.

I will say, re:fear, that once you get past the initial wave of grief it’s not really a bad thing, it’s just remembering them and being sad that they’re not there, and like anything it lessens with time. I wouldn’t say I look forward to it or anything like that, but while for the first little bit it kind of wiped me out, now it’s kind of like nostalgia. Instead of deeply feeling that freshly-severed connection it’s more like fond remembrance now.

Yeah, I think it’s kind of the same for me, I’ve noticed that I have some like aesthetic appreciation for the male body that I either didn’t have when I was younger or didn’t acknowledge because it was the 80s and that sort of thing got aggressively quashed by society (especially in high school; I knew of kids who had gotten beaten up in the bathroom for it, etc.) But yeah, same, I dunno if it’s just something that was always there or something that’s kind of come up since I slapped that asexual label on myself so now it’s safe to entertain the idea because nothing will ever come of it. Brains are weird, man.

Sure, I get that it helps people and I don’t begrudge them that. Just seems like a weirdly specific thing to add to a list of things to deal with grief. ‘Believe in something’ I would get, ‘Believe in this specific thing’ struck me as a little odd.

And thanks, it was a rough 10 years, but I’m doing much better now.

you believe in God, that this whole thing wasn’t all for nothing

You don’t have to believe in god to believe that this whole thing wasn’t all for nothing. I don’t believe in god and I got through the death of my mother in 2009, father in 2014, and best friend of ~25 years in 2019 (a period during which I was a pretty committed atheist.) It’s enough to know that their lives had meaning to me and to others, and that they would want me to carry on with my life rather than wallowing in sorrow and grief.

Badly, like most people who have a good relationship with their parents I imagine. My mother died in 2009 and my father in 2014. The first one was rough, she was unexpectedly diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and only lasted a few months after that. The second one was fucking brutal though, I was the one who had to make the call to pull him off of life support (he had a DNR from pretty much the moment mom died), on the phone, from ~1500 miles away.

They hit me very different, for pretty obvious reasons, but also some not-obvious ones. Plus that was further complicated by the fact that despite loving my parents very much (they were flawed like everyone else, but honestly they were the best parents a guy could ask for) I never cried at either of their deaths. I didn’t get to attend the service for either one (not that there was much of one). But it would hit me out of the blue for years. I still dream about them sometimes. But it wasn’t until my best friend of ~25 years (and long-time roommate) died in 2019 (it was a rough 10 years) that it really all hit me, I felt utterly alone and rudderless in the world for a good while afterwards.

I’m doing better now thankfully. You have no choice but to keep on keeping on, but now carrying that weight. It doesn’t ever go away, but it does get lighter with time.

The one in which I dreamed about these vampiric creatures that traveled between realities by making people dream about them. I had just dreamed about the entire species and then knew I was waking up. In that moment between sleep and wakefulness I was desperately flailing around searching for any way to kill myself to save the world from being taken over by these things. Fortunately I couldn’t find anything before I realized it was a dream, but the idea that if I had had some sharp object nearby I definitely would’ve tried to shove it into my skull without realizing was utterly terrifying.

It’s been a while since I was in the job market (I’ve been disabled almost 15 years), but the advice I consistently received was ‘call them’. If you apply online or file a resume or even drop one off in person, you’re just one name in a sea of applicants. File the resume, give it 3 days or so, then call them. Talk to the hiring manager if you can. Tell them who you are and what you’re looking for. Find out if they have a timetable on when they’re hiring. If they don’t give you one keep calling them every few days until they hire you or say ‘no thanks’. At that point you go from being one rando among dozens or more to being that one really persistent person who seemed super interested in the job and whose name is now memorable when they get around to looking at your resume.

Out of curiosity, what is it you use it for? I pretty much only use it for SMS, for which it is kinda janky and unstable. Doesn’t always get contact names, doesn’t load everything from conversations, misses messages that I sent or that were sent to me, crashes if I scroll too fast, etc. I have Connect installed just to use SMS (cause I hate typing on my phone keyboard), but I’m honestly not even sure what the base software does.

Bill Wurtz’s excellent history of the entire world, I guess. Also check out his history of Japan.

Yeah I don’t need anywhere near that much. I’m syncing maybe 50-100mb worth of stuff. More might be nice cause I could back up other things too, but… meh.

To be fair that was also my experience with PopOS which is designed to be user-friendly. The answer to questions like ‘how do I take a screenshot of a region and copy it to clipboard without spamming files’ or ‘how do I switch audio devices between speakers and headset’ just tends to be ‘run this long-ass command you would never have figured out on your own’ or ‘Write a shell script full of such commands to do it for you and call it with a shortcut key’. I think this is a linux problem, not a distro problem, because it was the same way when I was using redhat 15 years ago or slackware 30 years ago.

Came here to say this, I’m glad I’m not the only one.

Absolutely. I, too, was once a teenager.

I don’t trust a particular source. I sorta trust GroundNews to at least show me the bias and give me less-overtly-biased alternatives. Otherwise I am more trustful in general (but don’t fully trust) investigative journalism orgs like ProPublica, independent journalists like Ken Klippenstein, etc.

Yeah, that worked for copyign stuff over, but I need some kind of cloud backup service that I can drop files like my passwrods.kdbx file or my writing projects on to ensure that they are backed up. I have since discovered pCloud and have been very happy with it so far.