bloomer
A place for optimism, relentless positivity, anti-doomerism, and snuggle sessions.
We're all in this together, and a better world is possible!
This is now also a space for organizing tips for our collective survival as we confront climate change and everything else. Still no doom-posting. We're here to work together, support each other, and boldly face the future.
Rules:
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Familiarize yourself with the site-wide Code of Conduct
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No doom, no gloom, only bloom. There's plenty of room for doomerism elsewhere. This community is solely for having a positive outlook on the future and spreading good vibes.
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Be kind to your fellow users. This also means no arguing in the comm. Arguments and negativity are not conducive to blooming. Constructive discussion is good. No interest-policing. Support your comrades in their joy!
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Always share good news. We can't exactly enforce this one, but if you have good news, please share it with us! Keeping happiness and positivity to yourself is the twelfth type of liberalism.
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this month marks eight years since I quit smoking/went nic free.
Same since Nov 2024. I told a coworker who's trying to quit that she's gonna go through many years before the urge really goes away, insofar that it ever does. She didnt like that news, but the truth is necessary. Good on you comrade, I hope I'll be able to say the same
I had angry cravings for a dart for like 5 years afterwards. I even had a dream where I was smoking and woke up with my hand near my mouth like I was taking a drag.
It's tempered down considerably since, like I have a random thought about having one but then the smell of a cigarette or someone walking by who smells like a wet ashtray just pulls me right back to disgust again.
Honestly were I still drinking booze I might likely have not quit. A dart and a beer goes together like a piss and a fart, pardon the crudeness. I honestly think I had to do both to be successful.
Stay strong. You'll get there.
Damn that's impressive!