Things That Are Far More Painful Than You Probably Think

One thing I’ve learned since being married to a man is that everyone’s pain tolerance scale is relative. It must be really hard to be a nurse and to figure out if someone is over or under-shooting on their pain unless you know them.

Me, for example? Yes, I wanted an epidural for childbirth and an IV of morphine when I passed kidney stones, but other than that, you have to force pain meds down my throat.

My husband had to spend THREE DAYS in the hospital following his hemorrhoid surgery because he was in pain. The nurses were rolling their eyes so hard I’m surprised they all didn’t end up on the floor, but listen – that’s his pain tolerance. Zilch.

While this means there might be wiggle room on some things, we think that these 15 things are, across the board, far more painful than most people think.

15. I’ve had a headache make me cry.

migraines

14. Having experienced horrible back pain just a couple of times, I can’t even imagine.

Spine injuries and back pain from it are no joke. I have eight herniated discs. When one of those strikes a nerve, literally, it will bring you to your knees.

13. You feel like a total wuss when it’s “just your finger” but yeah, it can be bad.

Finger injuries.

They seem so small and inconsequential compared to other types of injuries and pain, but I once managed to shut (and LOCK) my finger in a car door and discovered a whole new meaning for pain.

I’d always wondered why animals thrash themselves into greater injury when caught in a trap, and boy did I find out. There was no capacity for thought, only blind panic and me flailing wildly like a fish on a line.

I’ve had serious injuries before and since, had major abdominal surgery with a lengthy recovery time, developed repetitive motion injuries, etc, but nothing compares to that, even though it makes me feel like a weenie to say.

12. It hurts to breathe, but you can’t quit.

Breaking a rib. People see it all of the time on TV and think “I can survive that.” Plot twist, you can’t move for a while and when you do it hurts more than you can imagine.

11. Getting one as an adult really makes you sympathize with your kid.

Ear infections. It hurts to move your jaw at all and feels all stuffed up, but you can’t blow it like your nose. Stuff constantly coming out if it. Hurts and the only thing that helps even a little is having a hot compress on it, but the second you take it off it gets worse again. Not fun.

10. Can confirm that kidney stones are in no way a joke (and I hear they’re worse for men).

When I was 19, I was in a car accident. A lifted F-250 (big truck) hit our S-10 (little truck) in my side at 65mph. The frame buckled, which broke the seatbelt, and I went through the window. I bounced off the hood of his truck and rolled down am embankment. I broke basically every bone on the right side of my body, needed physical therapy for years, got a medical discharge from the Naval Academy, had three surgeries on my shoulder and two for plastic surgery to remove glass from my face. After six months my deflated punctured lung was back up to 80% capacity. I get my jackets tailored to have the right arm shorter than the left because of a bone graft.

I would do it all over again to never have another kidney stone.

9. I honestly never want to find out.

Not pooping. Constipation is no joke. I once went about a month without pooping and it was the worst time of my life. It took multiple enemas to get everything going again. Even just a couple days of not farting can hurt like hell.

8. Tooth pain is unholy.

Infected tooth – holy moly

7. I drink SO MUCH WATER in the hopes I will avoid another.

Kidney stones. I have a high threshold for pain, but my third stone was a doozy. First time I’ve puked/passed out from pain. Now I drink lemon water all day for fear of number four.

6. Every parent of a toddler knows this already.

This may sound weird, but being punched, especially in the nose. In movies, people will get punched really hard and just shake it off, but getting punched, even by someone weaker than you, can seriously hurt.

5. I have seen my husband writhing.

IBS anal fissures hemorrhoids

People joke about something burn more in the out than on the at in. But it can truly be horrific. On the ground crying fetal position kinda pain

4. I once spent two straight days on my back or crawling around.

Sciatica

I don’t get it any more, but dear God when I did (for a couple of years from herniated disc) it was agonising. Pain with no purpose (just a squeezed nerve) and painkillers don’t touch it.

3. Way too many people can sympathize with this one these days.

Getting tear gassed. Like it’s not a joke. We had a drill in the army to test if our gas masks worked right and mine didn’t.

2. This is some A+ storytelling.

When I was 27 my left ovary exploded in the middle of sex. One moment things are going fine and the next I’m screaming at my (then) boyfriend, “Get off!! Get off!! get off me!!!” Poor guy.

I wound up lying naked on the bathroom floor in the fetal position doing labor breathing exercises to try to will my way through the pain for about two hours until the immediate pain subsided. That was on Saturday.

Still didn’t feel right the next day and went to the ER and was misdiagnosed with possible appendicitis and sent home. Went to my GP the next day and they referred me to a Gynecologist. The Gyno referred me to get an ultrasound who then finally diagnosed me with a ruptured ovarian cyst the size of a grapefruit. So that was three gynecological exams I endured in three days (the one in the ER had med student come in for a gander while I was in the stirrups) before getting any answers. I was getting ready to sell tickets to my cooter.

And to top it all off, this happened about a month after my 29 year old brother had died of testicular cancer so I was of course convinced I had some form of cancer as well and was currently dying. My mother who accompanied me to every doctor visit was of course terrified of losing her only remaining child as well.

In the end I was told there was nothing to do about the ruptured cyst but let the massive pool of blood sitting in my abdomen reabsorb at its own pace and that I might still feel the after effects for months, which of course sucked, but the relief of knowing it wasn’t cancer almost made the pain worth it.

It was about six months before the aching and cramping left and I could sit and stand fully upright

0/10. Do not recommend.

1. More doctors need to understand this, too.

Endometriosis. Doctor thought my flare up was a possible appendicitis or an I didnt know I was pregnant. Trying to pee on sticks in agony is not fun.

Everything between throat and knee caps was bringing me pain. You cant stand, sit or lie. You just writhe.

Do you want to argue any of these? Have something to add?

Let’s continue the discussion in the comments!

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Artist Clapped Back When an Entitled Customer Asked for Free Stuff

People sure do love asking artists and freelancers to work for free. It’s “exposure,” they say. Well, exposure doesn’t pay the rent, now does it?

One entitled customer asked an artist to make a special decal in honor of the family dog, who passed away. The artist kindly sent over two decal options for the customer to choose from — even though the customer only paid for one. What a nice gesture!

But things started to go downhill when the customer asked for a third decal, when the order was already sealed and ready to go.

You can read the full saga, posted on Reddit, below.

Another day, another beggar from ChoosingBeggars

Ah, that last message though. It’s so sweet to have the last word.

People were pretty quick to pile onto the customer, pointing out that she royally screwed herself:

Photo Credit: Reddit

Other people painted a picture of how ironic the whole thing was:

Photo Credit: Reddit

Of course, they had to poke fun at the customer’s reason for needing a third sticker:

Photo Credit: Reddit

And one commenter even pointed out that the customer never, ever even said thank you anywhere in the process. Where is the common decency these days, people?

Photo Credit: Reddit

This story just goes to show you how tough it can be to run your own business or to be an artist. No one is grateful, even when you go above and beyond to make their day.

What’s your biggest pet peeve when it comes to how people treat small businesses? We’d love to hear from you!

Let us know in the comments!

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Tweets We Think Are Just Super Funny

Sometimes there are great reasons to put together a list of tweets, and sometimes we just think you probably need a laugh!

These 14 tweets are all ready to deliver those in spades – so take a look and tell us how we did!

14. Except no one ever lets you off.

And from what I can tell, there’s no way to make them.

13. Maybe they just had an intuition.

I guess our problems look pretty small from up there.

12. I’ve yet to see a more accurate description.

Where is Simba? Quit screwing around in paradise and show up, man!

11. This is cracking me up.

This scene needs to go in a book/movie!

10. It’s a niche audience…you hope.

But what about if you watch your own? Asking for a friend.

9. I have no idea why this is so funny but there you go.

Someone even illustrated it.

8. It is no coincidence, I think.

I’m sure Carlisle is lurking in hospital wards looking for the prettiest saddest person to turn into a vampire for all eternity.

7. That’s seriously harder than anything else he did.

But who would WANT 12 people around all the time?

6. Oh my gosh you mean I’m not the only one who thought this?

Tell me there are more of us out there!

5. This will actually never get old.

You can’t change my mind.

4. Which is funny because no one can pronounce that, either.

But honestly you can say it any way you want.

3. I hear people in their 40s went to high school back then.

But seriously not one actor in that film looks 16.

2. Awww, what a sweet kid.

I always felt bad watching how much my parents spent at the store, too.

1. Bahahaha not the guest you were expecting!

Ellen always knows just what to get people.

I’m definitely still giggling over a few of these, how about you?

Tell us which hit the target the strongest for you!

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‘Harry Potter’ Face Mask Shows the Marauder’s Map When You Breathe

If you’re a “Harry Potter” fan, then you probably know the Marauder’s Map, that magical document that revealed all sorts of hidden passageways and secret compartments at The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and beyond.

Harry received the map from Fred and George Weasley during his third year at Hogwarts and it proved to be a game-changer.

If you’ve always dreamed of having your own Marauder’s Map, you’re in luck. And you can even wear this version on your face.

The face mask starts off as a dusky black color. But once you put it on and start breathing into it, it slowly unveils the Marauder’s Map. So cool!

@coloradopex

I am the maker of the mask ??? #mask #hp #artist #smallbusiness #magic *checkmeouton FB ***CPEX

♬ original sound – coloradopex

The map is the brainchild of Colorado artist Stefanie Hokashou, who works under the brand name Colorado Pony Express. As you might imagine, as soon as she posted this magical map face mask on TikTok, people lost their minds and started scrambling to buy them from her. So, yes, they’re sold out. Hokashou is working furiously to make more, no doubt.

Here’s how the map works. It features nontoxic heat-activated dyes. When the dyes reach 82 degrees, the mask color changes from black to reveal the map.

Hook also makes plush dolls, slimes and custom orders. She’s also into art quilts, cosplay/wearable art and dragons, according to a Facebook group she runs.

She also made some other really cute types of masks:

Just imagine — this artist’s career is likely skyrocketing right now because she created this innovative face mask. People sure love their “Harry Potter” merch!

Have you read the “Harry Potter” books? Watched the movies? Which is better?

Let us know in the comments!

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Pancake Cereal is The Latest Viral TikTok Recipe You Might Want to Make

You know about pancakes, one of the most utterly delicious breakfast and brunch foods around. And you’ve heard of cereal, which is similarly tasty and doesn’t require any prep work.

Prepare to have your mind blown. Combine pancakes and cereal to make something totally new and different: Pancake cereal.

TikTokers have been making lots of pancake cereal lately. And it sure seems easy to make.

All you need is some pancake batter, a hot pan and a plastic bag. You’ll fill the plastic bag with the batter, then snip a tiny hole in one corner (so you can use it like a baker’s piping bag).

Simply pipe little blobs of pancake on your pan, cook and voila. You’re all set!

Just pout these miniature pancakes into a bowl, top with butter and syrup and eat with a spoon.

Here’s how it works.

@urmomaaashleyk

THE SOUND OF THE MINI PANCAKES COMING OFF THE PAN ?? #pancake #cereal

♬ original sound – koochey

And here’s an inferior version of the process, but we just like the look on this girl’s face at the end. Ha!

@arianalee99

Making pancake “cereal” ?

♬ Classical Music – Classical Music

Of course, there are all sorts of recipe variations, but we’re only going to show you three today because you could go down this rabbit hole for a MINUTE if you’re not careful.

Here’s one for pink funfetti, which is SUPER cute, btw.

@teresalauracaruso

How to make pink funfetti pancake cereal.. what do you think? ?? #pancakecereal #alwayslearning #learnfromme #minitutorials

♬ original sound – teresalauracaruso

Here’s one for rainbow pancakes. Because who doesn’t need more color in their life?

@sulheejessica

Pancake cereal trend but make it extra #keepingactive #spacethings #pancakecereal #trend #food #breakfast #rainbow #soextra #neverfitin #boojie #fyp

♬ original sound – sulheejessica

And here’s a tye-dye version. For all you hippies out there!

@cosmopolitan

#cerealpancakes #tiedye #foodfam #learnfromme Cred: @sfeher ?

♬ Yummy – Justin Bieber

Some TikTokers are skipping the plastic bag and using a squeeze bottle instead, which makes it easier to control your batter. But if you don’t happen to have an empty squeeze bottle laying around, a plastic baggie will work just fine.

Would you ever try making pancake cereal at home? What do you think of this idea?

Let us know in the comments!

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Customer Service Reps Share a Moment When They Thought “Is This B*tch Crazy?!”

Working in customer service is not fun a lot of the time. It takes a serious amount of mental energy to look other humans in the face and smile, day in and day out, no matter how they treat you in response.

You meet some very lovely people. You also meet way too many people who are entitled, angry, stupid, prejudiced, or some combination of all three.

These 17 people surely have had more than one moment when they’ve wondered if a customer might be crazy, but here are the instances that most stick out in their minds.

17. When you just can’t take it for one more minute.

When I walked into the apartment I shared with a friend, and it was covered in vomit because her dog ate a pillow and had puked it up.

Two days earlier.

The living room was covered in dog puke and she had just sat there in the middle of it. She thought it was funny.

I called a moving company on the spot and arranged for the first appointment they had, and put my stuff in storage while I found a new place.

That was my last roommate.

16. I wonder how many times they had to say it before she went away.

A customer came to pay for some lessons and I swiped her card upside down so I had to swipe it again. She caused a scene stating I charged her twice. I just sat there with a monotone “I only charged you once” every time she took a second to breath

15. Some people just aren’t worth the time.

I work in a somewhat popular restaurant, fast causal style (think chipotle, panda express, panera) and it was my first shift as a line cook by myself. I had already worked in the kitchen and can do every position there, but it was my first time doing it by myself. Well it was a busy night for us, and we were short staffed. By the time we had slowed down, I had been exhausted and hot as hell. I had been standing over 8 burners for about an hour and was taking my lunch. I sat in the office and the AC was blasting and it was well needed. My coworker who was cashiering that day, and she took her lunch 15 minutes after mine started. She saw me in the office and demanded I get out of “her spot”, told me being a cashier is harder than a line cook because she has to deal with the public. when i told her i wasn’t moving she told me to fuck off and was a bitch the rest of the night. It took about everything in me not to slap her, but instead i told my coworkers who told the MOD, and soon after she was fired for stealing.

14. This lady called THE COPS.

While working the front desk of a hotel one day, a woman handed me her debit card for payment. With our software, we insert the card and it takes a minute to process in the reader and load the number properly into the software. As I’m waiting for the reader to get finished with the process, I start making her (classic magnetic strip style) key cards for her room.

I hand her card back, along with two key cards and she just screeches, “WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!!???”.

Baffled and confused, I just said: “Uh….pardon?”

To which just just repeatedly yelled “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO!!!??”

“Uh..I’m just giving you the keys to your room Ma’am. All I need is a signature and you’re all good to go”.

She then called 911. Not even the non-emergency number, 911.

I had no idea what the hell was going on.

I tried to ask her what she was doing and she just said “I’m not saying another word to you until the police get here!! I KNOW MY RIGHTS!”

ok…..?

She then went outside the lobby and waited for the police to arrive.

She some minutes later comes back in with an officer, points to me and says “THAT’S HER! SHE’S THE ONE!” (I was the only person working…).

Long story short, it comes to light that she thought me making her key cards for her was me swiping her debit card multiple times and charging her “thousand of dollars”.

The officer comes behind the desk. Asks me to repeat the process I did with the key card reader and asks her if that was the noise that she heard.

She yells “YES!! YOU SEE!”.

He then tells her that that was the sound of the key card maker and not the me swiping her debit card.

She just stood there staring for a second before getting red in the face, grabbing her belongings, leaving the keys and unsigned folio for the room with me, and stormed out while yelling “I DON’T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS BULLSHIT!!!”

She then called a few hours later about the single approval hold for the room that was put on her card….accusing me of trying to “steal from her again”……

13. The stories I could tell about people returning their food.

A customer once sent back her steak tartare because it was, and I quote, “severely undercooked”.

12. Some people really are just living right on the edge.

People are nuts.

I worked in a restaurant about a decade ago that had a lovely patio. Middle aged man orders lunch, no problems, he pays with a credit card. I place the little payment booklet thing (I have no idea what the proper name is) on the table, and as he opens the booklet the wind blows his receipt out of the booklet. He immediately starts freaking out because “all of his credit card information is on there”, so I explained that no only the last four digits are on there.

He demands to speak to the manager, which that was still me I just also waited on tables, and it ended with him screaming that I am stealing his identity, that he would be calling the cops, and that he knew the owner (spoiler alert, none of those things happened).

Shrugged it off and went back to work.

11. That’s…what horns are for.

I’ve been going to my local high schools running track to jog and exercise since lockdown. Well to park your car you have to go through a drive way that’s designated with arrows as one way (there’s an exit on the other side of the parking lot). Anyway the soccer moms in town are notorious for parking their cars in this drive way and making it hard to get into the actual parking lot. As I pull into the drive way one of these women thinks that it’s a brilliant idea to put her car into reverse as I’m entering. I couldn’t swerve out of the way because there was an SUV parked right at the mouth of the entrance taking up half the available space.

So I reacted and honked my horn. She proceeded to panic, throw the car into drive and run it into a small boulder that lines this drive way. It ripped the passenger side air deflector clean off.

According to her I’m now “a fucking asshole” that honks her horn for no reason.

10. Man people do NOT have the right to put their hands on employees.

I worked at arcade/bowling alley combo that served food like a full restaurant. My position had me deliver the food and take the dirty dishes to the back. So, there’s a group of like 6 people bowling and they ordered our sampler platter that had a little of everything from the appetizers menu; I bring this platter out and set it down asking if there was anything else they needed. Without really looking this woman says “We’re good.” I begin to turn around and this woman grabs my arm and yanks me towards her like I was her kid and says “Where the fuck are my chicken wings.” In disbelief of what was happening I paused looking at her then the platter eventually saying “They’re right there ma’am” in this little basket on the platter. She lets go and with a skeptical expression says “Hmm, ok” as if she really didn’t believe the wings were there. If I didn’t hate working there and my shift was any farther from being over in 10 minutes I would’ve spoken to a manager, but I didn’t care enough to stay to get it sorted and just wanted to leave.

9. Some people can NOT read the room.

Had a new boy in the office who had no idea of what personal hygiene consists of. Not a great start. He was loud and obnoxious, not even good at his job. Then one day, at the smoking shelter, he starts talking about catching rabbits in traps. He’s pointing to the fields around the building and saying he’s going to ask for permission to put traps out there.

We laughed. For all the shit he talked, not one of us took him seriously.

When we go back inside he heads straight to the cubicle of our office manager. This cubicle is adorned with pictures of rabbits. Some are her pets, some are just rabbits she thinks are cute. She has statues, rabbit pens and pencils; nobody in their right mind would have asked this woman in this cubicle about going trapping rabbits.

He did.

I was surprised he made it to the end of the day. I was not surprised when he didn’t return the day after.

8. Yeah, that’s not how this works, lady.

A woman claimed to have left her money at home while I was working one day after she ordered two sandwiches.

They take about ten minutes to cook. I said that’s ok, when you come back they will be ready. She said she wanted the sandwiches first and that she’d be right back after she and her daughter ate because they lived right around the corner. I said if you live right around the corner you’ll be back before the sandwiches are done, but I can’t give you food before you pay.

She lost her shit on me. It was wild she left with no food and didn’t come back

7. This is definitely a fighting reason.

A couple sat down at the movie theater 15 minutes into the movie. The lady sits right beside me and is holding a full conversation at full volume with the man barely acknowledging her.

I politely ask her to lower her voice as it is distracting. She stares forward for 2 minutes before leaning over: “Maybe if you weren’t listening to my conversation, you wouldn’t be distracted.”

I was too livid to even respond and the movie was ruined.

6. Talk about a little man’s complex.

20 years ago, girl tried to fight me in a bar. All I did was look at her funny. (Unintentionally. I was going to the bar for a round of drinks and forgot the order, happened to be looking at her when I was lost in thought). Anyway, she challenged me outside. I couldn’t believe it. I’m 6’1 220 and she was small.

Anyway the bouncer heard her and kicked her out. She was still in the sidewalk an hour later when we left. Followed me to my car pushing me and punching my back.

It was surreal.

5. How is this a semi-adult person?

There was a girl in my class who was such an idiot, and she would outwardly disrespect the professor all the time.

This one time while the professor was talking she started to whistle.

He like stopped class in disbelief and asked her why she was doing it and why she was being disruptive and she said it’s a thing she does without even thinking, and then whistled again and was like “See?!”

4. THAT is definitely not magical. Lol.

Used to work at Disney World, its 9am and a lady comes into our Guest Services demanding a refund on her Turkey leg because it taste weird.

We ask her details to process the refund, turns out she bought it 3 days ago and was carrying it in her bag since…

3. What planet does HE live on?

When I was a professor, I had someone leave a midterm to go fuck their girlfriend.

He raised his hand about 2 minutes into the exam, said he needed to let his gf into his dorm room, could he leave. It was a series of essays, not a lot you could blatantly cheat on, so I told him “you are an adult, you can do whatever you want, but you only have 75 minutes to take this exam, so use your time wisely”. Guy left. Comes back 5 minutes before the end of class. High fives a friend. Scribbles something. Hands it in.

He failed it. I mean, he didn’t answer most of the questions. When I handed it back he was SHOCKED. He interrupted my lecture to argue with me, telling me I said he could leave. Yeah, you can leave, but that doesn’t mean you automatically pass a test. Then he cried. Like loud, head on the table sobs.

He dropped my class and called me a c*nt. I don’t like people.

2. Yeah wtf is happening is the only response.

Disney World attracts some of the most bizarre humans on the planet.

I know a girl who works there and she was on her lunch break when a couple came over and started berating her–a grown ass adult–for not eating her carrots.

1. Too many people pretend to forget that, I think.

In high school i took Philosophy and we were talking about dogs and their souls or something.

One girl argued that essentially ownership shows if something has a soul and followed up with “people own dogs, a person has never owned another person”.

Everyone just kinda looked at her because apparently she forgot that slavery happened.

As someone who waited tables for several of her younger years, I am having flashbacks!

What’s the story like this that sticks out in your mind. Share it with us in the comments!

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People Talk About the First Thing That Comes to Their Mind When They Think About Canada

Hockey and Tim Horton’s coffee! That’s my answer!

What else is there? I kid, I kid.

Canada is a great country with a lot to offer, including world-class cities, nice people, and beautiful landscapes.

What’s the first thing that comes to mind about non-Canadian folks on AskReddit?

Well, let’s find out!

1. Great answer!

“I live about 45 minutes from Canada in Michigan.

Hockey, poutine, and 19 year old drinking age for me.”

2. Sums it up.

“I’m Australian, this is what I think of when I think Canada: Friendliness and politeness, the Canadian flag, maple trees/leaves/syrup, mountains, cold weather, poutine, speaking French, hockey.”

3. Nice border guards.

“Back in the day (80s and stuff) we used to go across the St. Clair River/Lake St. Clair to go to Canada.

The thing that sticks out in my mind is the friendliest border guards/coast guard guys in the world. It was like “hey, so why are you traveling to Canada today?” Oh, we’re just gonna go pick some strawberries at that farm…you know the one. “Oh, cool! Well have a nice time, and don’t forget to bring some back for us!”

Once out on the lake, we got “busted” by Canadians for having open alcohol on the boat. “You guys know that’s against the law over here, right?” (My brother puts his beer out of their line of sight) “Okay, you guys have a nice day!”

And of course, living so close to Canada we got Hockey Night in Canada, SCTV, and CBC Radio.

Now take off, eh?”

4. No pennies.

“A wonderful life without effing PENNIES.”

5. All the good stuff.

“First I picture the beautiful flag. The simplicity and elegance which makes for a perfect flag.

Then I picture the map. A huge county covered in unique and interesting nature.

Then I picture the mounties. Dressed in their sophisticated red uniforms, gracefully riding their horses.

Then I picture downtown Vancouver where I saw a hobo taking a piss in his hat.”

6. Sneak past ya…

“I once saw something on Reddit, not sure if it was a post or a comment, but it was someone describing how a Canadian will reach past someone at a grocery store to grab something and they’ll pretty much always say this when they do:

“Just gonna SNEAK right past ya there.”

This may not be exactly right but it’s still what I think about everytime Canadians are mentioned in any medium.”

7. Delicious!

“Poutine!

I went to Quebec and that’s all that they serve! Nothing better than eating Poutine at 3am after the bars!”

8. Zedd.

“Maple syrup and the Canadian flag. Honestly that’s what I just thought of. But also, I think of trees, airplanes, and Saskatchewan.

And the letter z (zee)… or according to Canadians… zedd.”

9. Great comedy.

“Phil Hartman, Jim Carrey, Mike Myers, Dan Aykroyd, Will Arnett, Tommy Chong, John Candy…

So funny dudes.

Yeah, I know, I’m old.”

10. The greatest sport.

“Hockey is one of the only places where a man with his teeth bashed out will point at another man with scars and a crooked nose and say, admiringly, “that guy has such beautiful soft hands.“”

11. The man!

“I’m surprised no one has mentioned Alex Trebek.

He’s a national treasure.”

12. Makes sense.

“Trailer Park Boys.

No joke, Nova Scotia smokes more weed per capita than any other province and it makes a lotta sense once you watch that show.”

13. Canadians LOVE this band.

“The Tragically Hip.

Watched the ‘Long Time Running’ (Netflix) doco last night and highly recommend it. Ain’t nothing more Canadian than that.”

14. Heroes.

“To me probably heroism and loyalty Canada played a very major role in liberating my country from German occupation in WW2, and every year during the 5th and 6th of May we commemorate your bravery and sacrifice!

So yeah, thank you Canada!”

15. Yes!

“This is weird, but honestly Degrassi: Next Generation comes to mind.

Drake being on that show playing Jimmy cracks me up, plus Spinner is my fav character for sure. Loved that fuckin guy”

16. Lovely people.

“Extremely polite Maple Syrup. -that’s my joke.

But, really… I think back to my childhood. Growing up in shitty apartments with a trailer park nearby in South Florida. An older couple that were “Snow Birds” (people from a place with snowy winters, who come to a warm place to spend the winter and then return home in the spring). They were the most delightful people. They somehow knew my Dad. He was gone a lot for work and my Mom was brutal.

Anyway, they would arrive. They had a small trailer with an attached screened in porch. The porch had jalousie windows. The trailer was a small one bedroom affair-tiny, it was neat as a pin. When they arrived, she would open it up and begin cleaning for their three month visit.

The husband would be gone to work or the horsetrack. She would hire me to wash windows, pull weeds and clean. She paid me a few dollars here and there, literally five dollars was a king’s ransom back then. But, she would cook for me. She made lunches and baked goods. I existed on cereal and other crap at home. My Mother was a 100 pound cigarette smoker and didn’t eat, hardly at all and therefore, never cooked. S

he was older when I was born. I was an “oops” kid for sure. At home my life sucked. This lovely woman fed me and treated me with kindness and dignity that my 11 year old self had never known. I’m in my fifties now and can still see the inside of the screened in porch and the TV tray where I sat and ate for a few days and then once a week after mowing for those three months, for five years until the husband died and they never returned.

I swear, this lovely French Canadian lady is responsible for any of the good that is in my heart. I hadn’t thought of those moments in quite a while.I’m getting teary writing this. So there, that’s what Canada means to me.”

17. There you have it!

“Maple syrup and M O O S E.”

O Canada! We love you!

Now we want to hear from all of you!

If you’re NOT from the great country of Canada, what’s the first thing that comes to mind when you think about that country?

Let us know in the comments!

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People Share What Happens When You Hallucinate Because You’re So Sleep-Deprived

I used to work a job with a crazy schedule. Once, we worked five days a week from noon until 6 a.m. for FIVE WEEKS. That’s 18 hours a day for those of you keeping track…

As you can imagine, it was totally exhausting and sometimes by the time I was heading home when the sun was coming up, I feel like I started seeing things and my reaction time was slowed WAY down.

I can’t really say I was hallucinating, but it was probably the closest I’ve ever come to it.

In this AskReddit article, people talk about what happened when they were so sleep-deprived that they hallucinated.

Buckle up!

1. Time to make the donuts.

“In college, I tried to hold down a donut delivery job while taking a full credit load.

I got up at 4:30 AM to deliver, and often was up until midnight or even later. After a particularly busy week with almost no sleep, I hallucinated a man crossing the street right in front of me while delivering and I slammed on my brakes to avoid hitting him.

When I realized that there was no one in the crosswalk — and no one anywhere in sight — I finished my deliveries and immediately quit my job.”

2. Don’t do meth.

“I had a meth problem several years ago. I think my longest stretch was 4 days.

Past a certain point you just don’t know which way is up. Sure meth can make you weird, but in my experience I think the sleep deprivation is actually what makes you lose your marbles after long enough. When I made sure I slept and ate regularly, it was almost like an energy drink. But when I binged and had my junkie weeks, oof.

Once I thought I was hearing music playing loudly somewhere outside. I was convinced it was a soundtrack to a big music festival I had attended a few weeks before that someone had also attended, and was now playing loudly in the middle of the night. (The whole musics festival? Multiple bands had a soundtrack? Bruh.) I couldn’t hear it when I listened for it, but while distracted I could plainly hear it. Dead of the night and no music was playing.

Another time I was sketching in my room at like 3am. I had a friend over who was just chilling with me, asking questions every so often that would lead to discussions. Slowly they responded less and less until I looked at them and they were just looking at me. Asked what was wrong, looked down, looked up waiting for the answer, and they were gone. Never there. They hadn’t talked to me in months after they found out I was using.

So many shadow people. And those took a long time to go away after sobering up.

Whispers, hearing someone talking to me, my name being called, hearing someone talking about me. Even though I was by myself lol.

Sometimes I’d be driving and cars would suddenly be coming straight at me, lights blinding and everything, only to sort of “come to” and realize I’m driving on a back road and I’m the only car for miles.

By no means am I saying any weird mental shit had nothing to do with the meth. But in my experience not sleeping for days had a much more horrifying effect.”

3. Pills are bad, too.

“One time I stayed up for 2 days straight off some pills that mixed with meth. By the second night I wanted to go to sleep so I took unisoms to see if it would help. I started hallucinating an hour after taking it and was seeing people and things with my eyes that weren’t there in reality.

It was a strangest feeling in the world knowing what I was seeing wasn’t real but not being able unsee. For example, I was looking out my window at my car. I visually saw three men next to my car.

I would turn my head away, say it wasn’t real and look back only to see the men differently positioned. I visualized them popping my hood, removing my headlamps, and opening my doors. But none of it was real.

Trippy.”

4. In the desert.

“Very calm as far as hallucinations go.

I had driven for 20+ hours and was in the Arizona/California desert. It was the middle of the night, it had been dark for hours and only other car lights and stars where visible. Started seeing things out of the corner of my eyes, just kind of objects off a distance on the side of the road. Then it was things in the road ahead. T

hat got my attention. After a bit I started seeing fantastic meteor/light showers in the sky. Wasn’t scary or anything, didn’t stop driving.

To be young, dumb, and invincible again.”

5. Tunnel vision.

“I drove across country from NY to California when I was 18. I was on a 2 lane highway in Kansas and got bad tunnel vision. But the thing about tunnel vision is you don’t know it’s happening when it’s happening. The road was straight, flat, and there were no cars going by me, in front of me, or behind me.

I ended up getting pulled over. When I saw the flashing lights behind me I pulled over immediately but wasn’t sure how fast I was going or even if I was being pulled over for speeding. The first thing the officer asked me was why it took me so long to pull over.

This was confusing since I pulled over right away. He told me he had been following me for almost 5 minutes with his lights and sirens on and that I had been going well over 100 mph.

He checked out my info, didn’t give me a ticket. Told me to stay more alert, take frequent breaks, and to slow down.”

6. Is this real?

“While deployed overseas with lack of sleep for like 70+ hours, I would black out and re-experience/dream completely different scenarios that happened days prior. It was crazy. Like Deja Vu, but for like an hour.

I’d snap out of it and be completely confused for like 30 seconds, wondering which experience was real.”

7. No sleep at all.

“When I was in university, immediately after my father died (OD’d on Christmas Eve after I threw him out), I pretty much quit sleeping. Maybe 3-4 hours a night. Went through lots of counselling, lots of medication (7 different sedatives and SSRI’s) but basically just couldn’t sleep.

We had a home birth for my niece so even when the grief wasn’t overwhelming, the newborn baby kept me up.

Anyways, I knew it got bad when I started microsleeping. I’d be in class listening to a lecture, blink and police officers would be standing beside me explaining what had transpired, then blink and I’d be back listening to class. Maybe mentally be out of it for 5-10 seconds but felt entirely lucid other than time dilation.

The psychiatrist at the time said I was dropping into REM because I was so sleep deprived. Happens with new moms when babies are cluster feeding. I wasn’t driving or anything so not dangerous that way but honestly lived in a fog for years.

Just like snap of the finger – perfectly lucid horrible moment of my life – snap of the finger back.

During this period I had a thing where I quit talking to people at school to see how long they would go without chatting to me. Literally had week stretches where not a word was said. Then came finals, started vomitting with anxiety when I tried to enter the exam rooms which was an autofail for my classes.

So academic probation, the opportunity to protest if I would speak in front of the university Senate, which I clearly couldn’t do, and eventual complete failure. There were times where I was hitting the student food bank after hours because I literally couldn’t walk into a grocery store because my anxiety was so severe.

So definitely can happen but for me was pretty extreme situation.”

8. Back to reality.

“It was the weirdest thing.

I was taking notes on an extremely boring video in theology but then words started appearing on their own without me writing anything. They were dancing around for a bit and I found it completely normal for a bit but then I realized that words aren’t suppose to dance.

Then I snapped back to reality with nothing on my paper.”

9. Sounds rough.

“For context, this happened during some military training. Laying down in the woods desperately trying to stay awake, usually the plants turn into people. Like you’ll see a figure walking around out in front of you, and then “come to” and realize it was just a sapling or a bush or something.

Happened surprisingly more during the day than the night.”

10. Is that a vending machine?

“Favorite Ranger School story: two dudes pulling security in a patrol base. B

een going for days on end with no more than two hours of sleep a night. One of them stands up out of nowhere, starts walking into the woods. The one still on the ground asks the dude walking off where he’s going. The guy points out into the woods and says, “Vending machine. Gonna get some Doritos.”

His buddy on the ground thinks for a minute and replies, “Get me a Snickers, man, I’ll cover you!”

Both of them were so loopy that the one guy was seeing a vending machine out in the middle of the woods, and the other guy didn’t even question the logic of the scenario, he immediately jumped to what he wanted out of the vending machine.”

11. Overworked.

“Used to overwork myself to the point of hallucinations fairly regularly.

Most were auditory; I’d hear someone talking nearby (usually saying my name or just a couple of muffled syllables), bits of songs; like having an ear worm except louder, lol. A distant ringing telephone was also common. Less commonly I’d hear something loudly falling somewhere.

Visually, I’d mostly see flashes of color or blackness in the periphery of my vision. Like when someone walks by and you just barely see them out of the corner of your eye. Tall figures in the room (such as a coat on a rack) would also briefly appear to be a person standing there.

Those were probably the most startling to me.”

12. My bad…

“When I had a new baby, I was in target with the baby and got a call from an officer.

Turns out I had left every single door of my car open. He thought it was a break in.

It was not… just me sleep deprived!!”

13. Scary stuff.

“It’s honestly scary, like one time I was on the verge of falling asleep and I thought I felt somebody run their finger across my cheek.

When i snapped upright into a sitting position, nobody was there. I live alone btw. I’m sure I hallucinated it but that shit is scary regardless.”

14. Didn’t really happen…

“I used to have episodes of insomnia as a teenager. Once, while walking home from school, I saw a car driving in my direction. It suddenly veered onto the sidewalk, continued toward me, and swerved back onto the road moments before hitting me.

I thought it was real, but I was so out of it from exhaustion that I didn’t even flinch. I realized a few days later that the curb of the sidewalk was too high for a car to have possibly driven over.”

15. Hearing things…

“They were auditory, but I heard sirens in the distance and just kind of weird sounds, not really voices or anything distinguishable.”

Ugh…for me personally, being extremely overtired makes me the most miserable person on the planet.

How about you?

Have you ever been so tired that you actually hallucinated?

If so, tell us about it in the comments!

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These People Dated or Married Sociopaths and They Have Some Stories to Tell

Every relationship has issues and we can choose to either work through them or move on. Most people don’t expect to be confronted with the fact that their partner has antisocial personality disorder (ASPD), though – which means they basically don’t understand or experience human emotions the way the rest of us do.

These 15 people lived to tell their tales, though, and anyone who has even a passing interest in human psychology is going to want to tune in.

15. That would do a number on anyone.

He never once yelled. Never raised his voice. It made me feel like I was the insane one.

I was young and going through a very hard time (also had been badly abused by my father and stepmother for several years, so this kind of behavior was oddly comforting and familiar), and I had convinced myself that I loved him. I found out that he kept detailed notes on what I liked and didn’t like, who I spent time with, what I ate, everything. Every time I would get up the courage to leave, he’d find some way to weasel back into my life. Going so far as to get himself hired at my jobsite and pretending it was “fate”.

Edit: I’m just gonna copy the first sentence of another answer, because it hits home so perfectly:

I thought I was so special because he was so confident in himself. He could do no wrong, he always said everything with such confidence you felt stupid to question it. I was young and he was the first person to show interest in me that I thought was also really smart.
My first clue that something was wrong was when he told me that “men don’t ever feel love when they’re having sex”. When I informed him that I had had plenty of sexual encounters that involved feelings of love on both sides, he assured me that “those men were lying to you. No man has emotions when sexually aroused.”

He also had several “rules” that had to be followed in order to continue the relationship. However much money he spent on me, I must spend on him. A certain number of texts per day. A certain amount of time within which texts from him must be answered. Hair has to be a certain length. Makeup and perfume at all times, even sleeping. Eventually it got to the point where he was insisting that he should be allowed to have sex with other women, because his sex drive was higher than mine and it “wasn’t fair”. This last one is what caused the most fights. He cheated So. Many. Times. I once yelled at him “You’re only sorry you got caught!” and he said, clearly surprised, “Of course I’m sorry I got caught. If you never found out about it, who would it hurt?”

He had zero empathy. My grandmother died and he could not understand why I couldn’t “make myself” stop crying when I heard. He was annoyed that he had to drive home from the funeral because I was in no shape to do so. “The funeral’s over, nobody’s here but me, who are you crying for?”

After 9 years of psychological torture he finally left when I got the news that I had breast cancer. My parents took me on a 3-day beach vacation to clear my head before the first round of treatments began – he refused to come along, and on the day before we were supposed to return, he left a message on Facebook that said, “We’re done. I’m out.”

I called to ask why. “Because you have cancer.” Short and to the point.

I told him, “This is what’s going to happen. You’re going to keep fucking whoever it is that you found to fuck, and in a few weeks or a few months she’s going to realize you can’t love people, and she’s going to dump your ass. And that’s when you’ll start calling me again. I’m warning you now, don’t do it. This was the line. I don’t want to see your face again. I will finally let my brother beat the shit out of you.”

A few days later he “accidentally” sent me a text with a picture of him having sex, that said “Abby (not my name) that was the best night of my life and you seemed to have had fun too. ” I texted back “Nice try but we’re still done” then blocked him.

14. It could happen to you, too.

Clinical psych grad student here.. There are going to be a lot of sensationalized responses on here that paint a picture of “sociopaths” (Antisocial Personality Disorder or Narcissistic Personality Disorder, depending–this is how the DSM-IV and DSM-V characterize them) that is violent and demented. The reality is that “sociopaths”–just like mentally healthy people–come in all shapes and sizes. Violent tendencies can exist but aren’t necessarily advantageous for people. Many sociopaths end up becoming successful doctors, lawyers, and politicians, and most of them do not commit acts of violence or overt aggression. (One caveat is that Antisocial Personality Disorder is characterized by acts of criminal or otherwise delinquent behaviour. Narcissists not quite as much.)

And yes, I was romantically involved with a “sociopath”.

Ultimately, being with him felt like I had been thrown into rapids–I felt disoriented, confused, and betrayed after every serious conversation about his treatment of me. Somehow, it was my fault for “criticizing him too much”, he refused to apologize and claimed that wanted an apology for mistreatment was manipulation on my part. I told him once that being with him felt like he was holding me by the throat over a great precipice–I didn’t want to hold onto him, but if I let go, I feared that I would fall. He had constructed a world around me in which my reality was no longer real, in which I was never the victim but the ungrateful charity case, and in which he was constantly inventing new ways to torment me psychologically and intimidate me physically. The tumult–the rapids–were ultimately a script of rapidly oscillating states of being. He would apologize and promise he would change. He would cry and beg for me not to leave him. If I tried to make him leave, he would pivot to threats or demean me. Everything happened on his terms, even if it didn’t seem that way. Outwardly, he appeared to be a patient, kind, and charismatic partner. He was conventionally attractive, intellectually gifted, and socially adored. His views on life were reasonable and measured, and his style of rhetoric is, to this day, one of the most engaging and convincing of anyone I’d ever known. The acts of cruelty and humiliation were rare at first, growing to a crescendo during times in my life when I was the most vulnerable. I lost my best friend–the abuse escalated. I got a new job and it declined. I left my job and it escalated. I found a new job and there we were, back to celebrating again.

When he was good, he was so good. I would start to believe that I must have just been too hard on him–after all, things only got bad when I was already doing poorly, managing grief, loss, and depression. When I was succeeding, he was succeeding with me. So it seemed reasonable to me, for a while, that he was right when he said I was just “projecting my inner turmoil onto him”. I believed him, for a while. But that mask just can’t stay on. Eventually things are too good for too long, and he couldn’t have that. He always needed to be one step ahead of me. He always needed to have the upper hand. And he always needed to use it to drag me to the edge of the abyss and hold me over, while I desperately clutched and grabbed at the arm that held me, begging him not to let go.

I know now that this is typical of narcissistic abusers. I know now that his moves were calculated and methodical. I know that he hit me when I was already down because it was the easiest to manipulate my worldview during those times, and to create a dynamic in which I was so afraid to lose him amongst the other losses that I would forgive him for whatever he had done, even if what he had done was slowly bore a hole into me, removing pieces of myself that I had left defenseless to exploit.

I know now that the true trap is the poison in the sugar. I know that it’s the sweetness, the overtures when you are stronger that truly ensnare and contort. And I know that it was not my fault. It had never been my fault. The red flags I had seen from the start were warnings I should have heeded, not forgiven. And that in robbing me of myself, in repeatedly gaining and abusing my trust and affection, he was whittling me away from the inside out until I felt more like scattered debris of myself than an entire person capable of walking away when I first realized I had to.

I tried to leave him 10 times. It took me 9 months after the abuse first started to get out–6 after the first serious events started to unravel. I didn’t think that sort of thing could happen to me because, well, I had studied this sort of thing. I knew these signs academically. I was so certain I’d recognize them. I am a strong, outspoken, and almost aggressively independent person, someone you would think incapable of victimizing. But there I was. It happened to me. And in it having happened, I understand now how truly insidious abuse is. I understand why women can’t or don’t leave. I understand why I was so, so wrong to think they were weak for not fighting or running away. If an abuser is smart, like my partner, they don’t just break you down. It doesn’t happen all at once. Instead, you become eroded. You are contorted and compromised so slowly you don’t realize what is happening until you’ve already been ensnared. He never had to lay a single hand on me to be the single worst experience of my entire life. He didn’t have to hit me even once to make me afraid of him, alienated from my own body, and distanced from my true sense of self.

Beyond the obvious words of wisdom I am sure most people will impart in this thread, I’d just like to leave you with this, if you’re still with me:

“I give you bitter pills in sugar coating. The pills are harmless–the poison is in the sugar.”

13. The other side of the table.

I’m NPD and Bipolar I. I have a lot of symptoms in common with ASPD and have been described that way by various professionals in the past. I’m not really capable of empathy. I’ve never really understood the concept no matter how many times it’s been explained to me. I don’t really understand love as a feeling. To me love is simply a set of actions, attitudes and behaviors I can choose to show towards a person. It’s kind of like a job.

I’ve been married for 18 years and told my wife as soon as I knew exactly like you suggested. She’d probably say at times it’s been traumatic. For me life has been extremely traumatic as well but mostly from experiencing intolerable internal mental states rather than bad things having happened to me.

I’m not a bad person though. Sociopath does not equal evil. I have principles and I stick to them but I definitely don’t really understand people emotionally. Conversely I don’t believe that anyone who doesn’t have the exact same conditions as me could ever remotely understand what it’s like to be in my shoes either.

12. The gaslighting is real.

I was with a man who was never diagnosed, so I can’t say for certain, but even being with someone who had the potential to be was traumatizing. I also had a therapist who said he most likely had antisocial personality disorder, and I told her very little about him.

He had me under has control for almost ten years. I had no friends in college because he made me believe he was my entire world. He made me feel sexually inept so that there were things I was unable to do with later partners. He told me he loved me even though it was something he could not feel because he knew it was something that would make me even more easy to manipulate. He slept with countless women when we were together and then led me to honestly believe it was my fault. If I even spoke to other men we got in a fight.He got me to let him read my journals and then was mad that he made me so depressed. I got pregnant and he asked if he was really the father. My relationship with my fiancé ended because he made me believe I was still in love with him.

I felt bad about myself for a long time because I let him treat me so poorly and get away with so much. But the more I read and researched I knew it was not me. I grew as a person and worked on everything holding me down and now he means nothing to me. I don’t hate him, want him, or wish to go back in time. I feel nothing and it is the most liberating thing I have ever experienced.

11. It can take a while to heal.

I don’t know when he was officially diagnosed or how long he’s known he was a sociopath, but I learned of it during his court trial.

It’s been about 10 years and I’m still dealing with the PTSD he caused. I’ve learned how to live with it due to being in and out of therapy and having a supportive boyfriend.

I met him when I was fourteen and he was turning eighteen. He coerced and forced me to do sexual things with me and would get mad at me if I showed any sign of wanting to stop. He choked me when he raped me once. He would slap me, make sexist remarks, compare me to others, and veil it behind being jokes. He ripped my pants off, putting me in an embarrassing position. He made his friend rape me because his friend’s girlfriend broke up with him and he was lonely. He grabbed his friend’s sword and “jokingly” tried to pierce my stomach, got frustrated because I kept squirming, then grabbed his friend’s BB pistol, shot me with the barrel pressed against my skin, and shot me around the room with it. He would bite me, leaving marks and sometimes drawing blood, and bite down on my tongue. Sadly this only scratches the surface of what he did to me.

I’m unlucky it was my first experience with a romantic relationship. He’s the only person I’ve personally known who I hate with a passion. I probably would have accomplished the things I wanted if I hadn’t met him. He killed me. I wanted to kill myself. My life has gotten better but I’ve lost so much of my time dealing with my PTSD. It’s hard to accept.

One day, I’ll accomplish the things I’ve set out to do and be the best damn therapist I can be.

10. Isolation is a red flag.

I had the same kind of experience, though it only lasted a year. He made me give up on all my friends and family because he convinced me they did not love or care about me. And the list just goes on. But after a few years I also realized it wasn’t my fault. And I’m so happy for you coming to that realization after being with that kind of a person for so long, since it took me so long after just being with one for a year. I wish you all the luck and well being you deserve!

9. Like anything else, one day at a time.

I didn’t realize he was a sociopath until after it had all ended, but it made everything click into place & make sense. He treated everyone around him like NPCs whose lives are inconsequential. He led a double life, manipulating & gaslighting me the entire time. He drew from my well until I had nothing left to give, ultimately making me believe anything that went wrong was my fault. And when he was finally backed into a corner, played up a big fear/panic response to keep his job and his fiancee. She wouldn’t listen to me, and here we are. It’s been almost 4 years now, and I still can’t trust people. I thought I could, but it’s become clear to me recently that I’m not as “over it” as I thought I was. I find myself unshakably terrified of emotional closeness. And much to my dismay, no amount of “wanting to be over it” will actually force me into being “over it”. There are uncountably many ways that that experience changed who I am and how I approach the world.

The worst part? His hooks were still very much deep in me when I first forced the [figurative] door between him & myself shut. I had to do a LOT to distance myself from him: he kept trying to reach out to me (and my family!) long after I’d cut him off, and it was more difficult to resist than I’d like to admit. At one point I even sent an email to all relevant mutual connections to ask them to hold me accountable to never speaking to him again, and to not allow him to communicate to me through them. I faltered a couple of times. But I haven’t spoken to him in 3.5 years, and I’m pretty proud of that.

8. It takes a long time to get over.

Extremely.

Still haven’t recovered and I regularly have breakdowns over it. Thankfully I’m in a healthy relationship now, but feel it a shame the emotional pains and trust issues from my previous relationship can sometimes cause issues. Waiting to have therapy after lockdown. This happened about a year ago now, and I think it’ll always stay with me.

Honestly, his eyes were so soulless it was like glimpsing the gates of hell.

7. The gift that keeps on giving.

He was brilliant, handsome, and charming, and made good money at a globally recognized law firm despite being barely 30. He was attracted to me but it was a take-it-or-leave-it kind of attraction. He was more curious about me than anything else. He’d play mind games and was surprised when I started catching on (I’m from a very intelligent and slightly crazy family myself). He had no feelings for his family, who worried about him but he never responded to their calls or messages. I found that very off-putting until he told me his diagnosis. Honestly he could be a bit of a dick in general, but he didn’t treat me badly while I was with him (or so I thought). I tired of his lack of affection eventually and broke things off after a particularly pointless mind game of his. He then told me he’d been hooking up with girls in clubs the whole time. I was surprised but not disappointed, as my view of him was pretty low by then. He ended up giving me hpv. Thanks asshole.

6. When you feel hollow and empty inside.

I was with a boyfriend for a year. Someone I know who is a therapist and was acting as my therapist but knew me and my ex well told me that he was a sociopath. I don’t believe he was ever diagnosed but that was good enough for me.

I was 19, he was a year older than me. He has a way of talking in circles until I found myself agreeing to things I didn’t agree with but not really sure what had just happened. Gave me whiplash. He gaslighted me constantly and made me feel like I was crazy. I’d end up apologizing for things I never did.

The worst was when he tricked me into getting engaged to him. I’m not really sure how it happened, because the memory is kind of a blur. But at the end of the conversation he was like, “So, we’re engaged now.” And I was like, hang on, what? I had no desire to marry him. I was too young and I’d already begun to hate him at that point. But before I had the opportunity to figure out what was going on and how the hell we had just gotten engaged, he announced our engagement to 200 people. People were congratulating me and I just felt so hollow and broken inside.

He ended up moving and that’s the only way I got free of him. I’d tried breaking up with him a few times before then but somehow he always made it seem like I had to stay. The day he moved I blocked him on everything, and swore I’d never talk to him again. I still have trauma and am triggered surprisingly frequently, considering it’s been over 2 years.

But yeah. That’s what it’s like dating a sociopath.

5. So they’re making it work.

I’m married to a sociopath. It’s like if Jessica Jones had taken up with The Purple Man (in the tv show) only easier because my husband would’ve just sent the kids to the neighbors for being noisy instead of leaving them in a closet.

He has a moral code that was beaten into him as a kid, but I do have to frequently remind him that murdering people over slight annoyances is really way more trouble than it’s worth and he needs to chill before he gives himself a heart attack. He has a problem with seeing that my hurt feelings don’t go away if all he does is talk but no action. He is terrible at handling me when I’m sad. He has a hard time prioritizing his wants over responsibilities. His friendships are very much of a transactional nature to him(he likes to exchange knowledge and skills) and has said more than once that he married me exactly because I have the Paladin instincts that he lacks and is self-aware enough to know that he wouldn’t live long on the course he had been running until then.

However he treats me as a person first and while he lacks a certain level of empathy I could use, he does try most of the time to keep me happy.

4. None of that is remotely okay.

I found this out recently about someone I dated, from their ex. The relationship was abusive. He gaslighted me all the time, put me down, called me names, loved bringing in racially charged shit into bed, reveled in it. Whenever we had any kind of a tuffle, he’d shut me out and ignore me for days until I dropped it. In fact, that’s how he ended the relationship, by disappearing after two years. Just gone one day, never heard from him again. Presumably, it was because I hung out with a male friend. I was younger then, but it certainly did a number on me.

His ex contacted me later and revealed that he had mentioned to her before that he had ASPD. Though, from what I understand, they’re rarely that self-aware.

Anyway, turns out, he was also a white supremacist who believed in the “tiered value” of the races. Probably the scariest part was discovering this piece of fiction he had written a couple years ago about “owning” a thirteen year old girl, starving her, keeping her on a leash, just general terrifying disgusting bullshit. The premise was a story about a man and his dog, how he abuses and neglects the dog, but the dog still sits around to get fed. It gets quite graphic, and at the end of it, it’s revealed to readers via a cop character that the emaciated dog is actually a small child.

yep, need to work on my radar

3. It only matters that you finally left.

Not diagnosed sociopath but he was diagnosed bi polar and his therapist said “he didn’t know how to relate to people on an emotional level”.

In all honesty it was a terrible abusive relationship. He verbally and emotionally abused me. Was incredibly controlling and manipulative. He didn’t see me as a person but more of an object to have and control. My emotions were annoying to him except it may have brought him pleasure to see me in pain/crying. Everyday he had a different opinion about me. One day he loved me wanted to spoil me. I was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Next day I was worthless, a whore, the worst person ever. We dated just shy of two years.

I cant say why I stayed so long. He was just so irrational and slowly his reality slowly became my reality and I had no sense of self anymore. He would just get mad over the most mundane and ridiculous things and I’d try to bring him back down to reality. Never worked of course.

I did finally have the gaul to leave him and never look back. No idea what happened to him. Hope he burns in hell.

2. They can be very charming.

I had another ex who I truly think was aspd.

At one point he stated that he cannot bond with anyone. – He had impulsivity. -He was into brutal sex. -He was a kleptomaniac (he routinely shoplifted from thrift stores and the grocery store). -He was very interested in scamming people (a notable example would be when he purchased an item at a pawn shop, took it back claiming that it was broken so that they discounted the price, and then had another friend buy it at discount). -He expressed disgust towards various friends when they acted emotional. -He clearly thought that he was smarter than all of his friends -At one point he said “it’s fun to interact with kids and figure out ways you can get them to do what you want” (he was referring to getting kids to do chores, but in retrospect he was very interested in controlling and manipulating people in general). -He stated that he still hated his little brother for taking attention away from him during childhood (he was 26 and still upset over his brother being born when he was 6) – he would get extremely upset when anyone disagreed with him on things like planning out camping trips or the meaning of song lyrics – he broke the rules of his probation all day, every day – when I told him that I disliked certain extreme sex acts because they were painful, he stated ‘but I like them!”, as if he really thought that should make it ok to do them. – he had no respect for any of his friends and made fun of them all behind their backs – he was chronically lazy both at work and at home and couldn’t be depended on by anyone

It’s crazy because despite all this, he really made me feel happy and alive and sometimes I still miss him. So I guess he had sociopathic charm too.

1. Don’t believe a word they say.

I’m currently involved with a sociopath and feel very trapped in my situation.

He is literally twice my age and is a master of manipulation. He just finished serving 8 years in prison over a drug trafficking/murder thing and has had like 16 other charges in his life including shootings and other crazy shit. Worst temper on a person I’ve ever seen, even my own life has been threatened multiple times and I convince myself I’m going to do a midnight move and change my name but he always somehow emotionally manipulates me with his words the next day and I end up staying. I don’t even know how he does it, he can talk me into and out of pretty much anything and I always end up hating myself for it later.

He’s on trial right now and can even charm police officers and judges to get out of stuff, it’s crazy. 90% of the time he’s a dream boyfriend but in the back of my mind I always have a feeling it’s just some kind of plot. He’s almost convinced me that I’m the real sociopath for “playing victim” and that I’m delusional. I feel like I am losing my mind. Every day is a mental hell downward spiral.

0/10 WOULD NOT RECOMMEND

I’m fascinated and horrified in equal measure – the human brain is all of that and more, all at the same time.

If you have a similar story to share in the comments, we’re all ears!

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People Describe the Moment Another Human Left Them Speechless

If there’s one thing I know for sure after having various public-facing jobs for many of those years, it’s that human beings have the potential to really shock the sh*t out of you.

No matter how savvy or cynical you think you are, I promise there are people out there just waiting to surprise you – good or bad – a fact that these 17 people now know from experience.

17. Depression is an ugly monster.

“I literally hate the person I am right now”

Edit: Genuine, kind, caring person. Really left me speechless

16. Hmm, that seems like none of your business.

“do you finger yourself?”

-random friend of a former roommate, 10 minutes after meeting me

15. Avoid your mother when her friends and wine are involved.

“He(me) was an accident and (my dad) did not want to have kids, I was not going to get an abortion, so we got divorced.”

Something like that. I was 10. She always told me that they got married too young and wanted different things out of life. Don’t eavesdrop on your mom’s conversations with her friends drinking wine. Explains why my dad blows me off most of his weekends and when I’m there, I’m just kinda there and he ignores me.

14. Well if that isn’t a way to kill a conversation.

“Let me guess, you probably think fossils are real, don’t you?”

what

13. People say this shit way too often.

“she probably let herself get abused when she was younger”

12. That takes at least thirty seconds to process.

“Babe, you know how much I love you so dont be mad but I’ve been sleeping with your cousin for a while and we are in love and I’m gonna need you to support me on this. Also, if her husband calls, tell him she is with you.”

Needless to say the speechless portion didnt last too long.

11. It just makes you stop and think.

A colleague calling her own son “son of a bitch”.

10. I am not even ashamed that this could have been my husband.

We were in a grocery store, starting to head down an aisle, when a man stopped us and said:

“I’d recommend avoiding this aisle – my wife just cut a wicked fart.” His candor left us speechless.

Sure enough, even in the next aisle, we could smell it wafting in our direction.

9. Delete.

“The reason I think I’m always right is because I always am”

The guy was saying this while trying to argue that someone was wrong to call him arrogant.

8. That is one mad lady.

ex-girlfriend to me

“I hope that some day you’ll hate someone as much as I hate you.”

7. None of that is anyone else’s business.

A friend and I were in a store buying mannequins for our thrifting business. The guy who owns the store pointed to a specific mannequin and said:

‘This one has great t***. Not like my sister in law’s. She breastfed her baby and one day she whipped them out to feed him and they looked like fried eggs. RUINED FOREVER. My wife is in her 70’s and she has perky little t*** because she didn’t breastfeed our kids.”

Then he went on to tell us how his daughter breastfeeds and how great it is for babies. Wtf. We had known this guy all of 30 seconds before he unloaded this breastfeeding PSA on us ?

6. I mean those ellipses go on and on.

Me: “…and just a heads up, we close at 5pm today.”

Customer: “No you don’t.”

Me: “…”

5. What can you say to that, honestly?

“You shouldn’t microwave water; it takes the oxygen out.”

4. She’s been waiting for that moment for awhile.

I was talking to someone about something unimportant and I jokingly said to my friend, what could you possibly hate about me? Well, she goes on this long ass rant saying that I’m over dramatic, hypocritical, arrogant, and a political stereotype. I don’t even know what she meant with half of the things she was saying; she said I was a hypocrite for not liking anime.

3. It’s always true.

“You teach people how to treat you”

Mine blowing moment of realization that if I continued to say I suck and that no one should trust me with things, they will start to believe me and treat me as such.

2. You’re a time thief!

“Looking at your phone at work is the same thing as showing up to work drunk or on drugs”

1. Yes, there is racism in America.

Was at a small, shitty dinner that’s gone now. Two older couples were at the next booth over, talking about how one couple was trying to sell their house. They were complaining that no one would want to buy it, since a black family moved in next door. The other guy said ” it’s simple, when you’re walking in the yard with potential buyers and you see the neighbor, ask him how the flowers are coming along this year. They’ll just assume he’s the gardener! “

See what I mean?

What experience would you add to this list? Share it in the comments!

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