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when things get too real for me_irl
For relatable posts that are too real for !me_irl. Meaning jokes/posts about mental health issues and self deprecating humour.
This is a subreddit for memes that hit too close to home or are too real for communities like !me_irl
If you have depression, talk to a therapist, it really does help. You are not alone, and recovery is possible and worth it.
If you find jokes about suicide, depression or self harm upsetting, this sub might not be the right place for you. This is a place for people who use self deprecating humor as a coping mechanism, not for those making fun of mental illness.
With that out of the way, the rules are as follows:
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Asking for upvotes/downvotes will get you banned. And any other vote related bullshit for that matter.
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Posts MUST be in some way "too real" or hit to close to home. If it doesn't make you laugh and feel sad at the same time, don't post it here. Posts that do not fit the sub may be removed.
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Being edgy doesn't make a post good. Post content that you find a bit too relatable, not something making fun of people with depression.
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Posts should be titled 2meirl4meirl or some variation, but other titles are fine for ~~shitposts~~ self posts.
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Be supportive. Most people here are going through something, and sometimes all it takes to improve a shitty day is just a little kindness from an Internet stranger.
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Racism, misogyny, homophobia, transphobia, any other form of discrimination and general dickishness will not be tolerated.
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Mark NSFW content as such. And please don't post NSFL content.
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Reposts are allowed, but discouraged
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Don't link to an image if it won't be there permanently. Basically, just don't link to files hosted on 4chan.
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Again, please don't be an asshole.
Bela Koe-Krompecher spent a lifetime in Ohio's vivid music and arts scene, with all its ups and mostly downs. I really like how he expressed this sentiment, both in his blog and in his awesome book "Love, Death and Photosynthesis":
I'm not an artist myself, but I used to hang out a lot with a bunch of them. Maybe because of this, another quote of BKK resonated with me:
It's getting harder as you get older, and the same old stories you share ring more and more repetitive, but I still go out my way to stay in touch with my childhood and university friends, and sometimes I think, it's the only thing that keeps me from going completely bitter.
BTW, I stumbled upon BKK's story on the great "Local Waste Music" podcast which I heartily recommend.
Basically "the real treasure was the friends we made along the way.
I guess there's something to that. People get so bogged down in the finish line that it's hard to see the joy in every day. And I don't blame them, most people are working so hard just to get by.
Would it be amazing if we had magic powers, could slay dragons, fly spaceships across the galaxy, or travel over mountains to find treasure? Sure. But if that was normal, it would likely feel just as boring as our lives now. So we need to try to enjoy the moments of our lives as they are because we don't really get that many of them.