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One year after a bipolar episode, Bonobos cofounder sold his company to Walmart for $310 million

Over the course of his two-decade car…
#NewsBeep #News #US #USA #UnitedStates #UnitedStatesOfAmerica #Mentalhealth #andWellness #Business #Careers #CEOWellness #Entrepreneurs #Entrepreneurship #family #Fitness #Founders #Health #Lifestyle #loneliness #Marriage #MentalHealth #Millionaires #PersonalHealth #sales #SocialMedia #start-ups #VCfunding #Walmart #wellbeing
https://www.newsbeep.com/us/846583/

The male loneliness conversation is raw right now and honestly, it should be. What I keep coming back to: the opposite of addiction isn't sobriety. It's connection. We don't need more hot takes. We need more people willing to sit with each other.
#Loneliness #Connection #MensHealth #MentalHealth

University of Edinburgh: Isolation drives lasting impact of cyberbullying. “Young people who experienced cyberbullying were more likely to develop emotional and behavioural problems over the following six months if the experience led to feelings of loneliness and difficulties managing their emotions, a study shows.”

lonely bench

August 2026, Pembridge, Herefordshire

#SilentSunday #Pembridge #Herefordshire #England #UK #bench #trees #nature #lonely #loneliness #Einsamkeit #Ruhe

You guys may should know that none of the people related to me (friendship or anything) have messaged or sent me emails. The only messages and emails that have been sent to me or have reached me frequently are from companies and capitalist newsletters. Sad.

#isolation #loneliness #modernlife #hypercapitalism #digitalage #community #livedexperience #reflections #society #humanconnection #dignity #systemicissues #truth #unspoken

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Sometimes absence hurts.
But sometimes, having someone right beside you while feeling completely unseen hurts even more.

Why do we find it so hard to ask for the support we desperately need?

Absence or emotional distance—which hurts more?

https://open.spotify.com/episode/4mTZ790KPmjQNHeLwJx2pE

#EmotionalSupport #EmotionalDistance #Relationships #Loneliness #MentalHealth

Sometimes absence hurts.
But sometimes, having someone right beside you while feeling completely unseen hurts even more.

Why do we find it so hard to ask for the support we desperately need?

Absence or emotional distance—which hurts more?

https://open.spotify.com/episode/4mTZ790KPmjQNHeLwJx2pE

#EmotionalSupport #EmotionalDistance #Relationships #Loneliness #MentalHealth

The Accidental Phone Call

She misdialed a number, she said,
but not really.

So we reminisced about old times,
the good work we did together,
where our coworkers are,
what our children are doing.

Organizations end,
but relationships don’t have to.
I can do better at staying connected.

I can be more intentional,
while at the same time
knowing that
on this journey
there are no
accidental phone calls.

August 10, 2015

Haven’t We Always Been Friends?

https://bolesblogs.com/2026/07/20/havent-we-always-been-friends/

Associated Press: She knew he wasn’t real. She was in love with him anyway. One woman’s story of a romance scam. “Romance scams are on the rise across the United States. Last year, more than 49,000 Americans reported losing a collective $1.3 billion to romance scams, according to available FTC data shared with The Associated Press. That’s an increase of at least 14% and likely more from […]

Culdesac

down here on the path 
beside the railroad tracks 
with the freight train 
slowly going by 
the urge to hop on one 
of the gravel laden cars 
and let it take me 
far away from here 
is almost overpowering

as usual i do not 
make the leap and 
later i find myself 
walking past the old man 
with a broom sweeping 
the street to where the path 
turns back upon itself 
out past the little girl 
on her mama's back 
who says hi 

i try to smile in return 
but all i can think about 
is how did i ever get so lost

July 9, 2015

Up, down, happy, sad, grateful, exhausted…

https://cynnisblog.wordpress.com/2026/07/10/up-down-happy-sad-grateful-exhausted/

Uniworse

Uniworse. Claude, comment.

Claude:

Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement

“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.

A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.

But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.

There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”

Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.

What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?

Me:

Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.

Claude:

Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.

Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.

And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.

You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.

So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.

Uniworse

Uniworse. Claude, comment.

Claude:

Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement

“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.

A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.

But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.

There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”

Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.

What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?

Me:

Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.

Claude:

Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.

Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.

And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.

You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.

So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.

Uniworse

Uniworse. Claude, comment.

Claude:

Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement

“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.

A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.

But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.

There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”

Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.

What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?

Me:

Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.

Claude:

Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.

Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.

And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.

You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.

So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.

Uniworse

Uniworse. Claude, comment.

Claude:

Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement

“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.

A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.

But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.

There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”

Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.

What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?

Me:

Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.

Claude:

Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.

Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.

And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.

You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.

So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.

Uniworse

Uniworse. Claude, comment.

Claude:

Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement

“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.

A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.

But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.

There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”

Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.

What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?

Me:

Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.

Claude:

Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.

Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.

And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.

You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.

So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.

The Cruelty of Not Intruding

https://lpixa.wordpress.com/2026/07/01/the-cruelty-of-not-intruding/

Finding connections…

https://cynnisblog.wordpress.com/2026/06/27/finding-connections/

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Psypost: Which online habits actually predict future social isolation?. “Young adults who experience intense loneliness are more likely to develop certain specialized internet habits, such as uncontrollable viewing of online pornography, while obsessive digital gaming or endless health searches online often predict future social isolation. These patterns suggest that treating social […]

What if I told you that when I am older, I will likely suffer from dementia, because nowadays in my twenties I experience chronic loneliness issues or symptoms that people don't recognise. I wish it was easy to say that I am wealthy and happy, but no. Maybe this vent will be lost into the echo.

#mentalhealth #loneliness #health #future #awareness #youth #aging #dementia #wellbeing #isolation #unseen #unheard #validation #truth #society #recognition #Malaysia #neuroscience #heartbreak #crisis

How to Get Double the Love You Give 💖
Everything you touch with love will answer you with double love. 💗 If life or relationships feel heavy right now, you don’t have to carry it alone. Find comfort, guidance, and a safe space through the link in my bio. I am here for you. With Love, Jeanne
💞
#mentalhealth #lovequotes #overthinking #heartbreak #relationships #feelings #brokenheart #struggling #loneliness #lonelyquotes #brokenheart

#Fotovorschlag - Thema "Einsamkeit"

DE
#Einsamkeit oder #Zweisamkeit? Das Motiv lässt viele Interpretationen zu - sogar auch "gemeinsam einsam" ... was meint Ihr?

EN
#Loneliness or #togetherness? The image is open to many interpretations – even ‘lonely together’… what do you think?

#photosuggestion
#Monochrome
#blackwhite
#OwnWork
#Herz
#Heart
#Zaun
#SilentSunday
#Fence
#Photography
#Fotografie
#notAIgenerated
#Pentax
#pentaxk3mkiiimono
#pentax_da2040

"definitely ruins my chance of online dating" -- "akin to being cancelled from all dating" -- "being banned has had an impact on her dating life" -- "I’ve Been Banned From Almost Every Dating App" -- "locked out of dating apps can be far more significant for young people looking for a lifelong partner" -- "People unable to get onto those apps are potentially losing out on finding their life partner" -- "owns five of the top eight dating apps" -- "two-thirds of the online dating market" -- "bans, when they’re handed out, are pretty absolute. The companies overseeing dating apps can not just ban usernames and email addresses, but also IP addresses (from where you log onto the internet) and device identifiers, meaning that individual devices can be barred from rejoining apps"

https://www.vice.com/en/article/banned-from-dating-apps/

I feel

e x t r e m e l y s t r o n g c o n t e m p t

towards 2 or 3 major apps who groundlessly banned me despite me doing nothing impolite, nothing disrespectful, no violations of terms and conditions.

#ostracism #groundlessostracism #abuse #systemicabuse #discrimination #contempt #dating #datingapp #datingapps #ruins #onlinedating #cancelled #cancel #cancelculture #toxic #ban #banned #abuseofbans #losingout #loneliness #banishing #groundlessbanishing #shunning #relationship #relationships #romanticrelationship #romanticrelationships #romance

Why intergenerational 'culture buddies' could be the antidote to loneliness everywhere

https://web.brid.gy/r/https://www.upworthy.com/german-culture-buddies-intergenerational

Why is #CommunityMarketing Becoming Relevant?

#Loneliness 🧑‍💻 People are feeling #lonely, spending time alone in front of #screens and missing out on real #socialconnections.

#Noncommittal 🙅 Many people today no longer want to make a firm #commitment.

#ContentGraph vs #SocialGraph 🙋 Discovering common interests through #sharedcontent makes #communities relevant.

#InfluencerSaturation 🤷 The credibility of #influencermarketing is declining.

👉 https://CommunityMarketing.UK/ #Community #Marketing

$15M raised by Born, an AI gaming startup, to develop 'social' AI companions. They're betting on AI to combat loneliness, offering more than just chatbots.

Is this the future of human connection, or a step too far into the digital abyss?

https://techcrunch.com/2025/09/10/born-maker-of-virtual-pet-pengu-raises-15m-to-launch-a-new-wave-of-social-ai-companions/
#AICompanions #Loneliness #Startup #Innovation #TechNews

Happy Birthday, #KateBush! (Who foresaw a future with humans dependent on AI companions!)

"As the people here grow colder
I turn to my computer
And spend my evenings with it, like a friend
I was loading a new programme
I had ordered from a magazine

Are you lonely, are you lost?
This voice console is a must

I press execute
Hello, I know that you've been feeling tired
I bring you love and deeper understanding
Hello, I know that you're unhappy
I bring you love and deeper understanding

Well, I'd known felt such pleasure
Nothing else seemed to matter
I neglected my bodily needs
I did not eat, I did not sleep
The intensity increasing
'Til my family found me and intervened

But I was lonely, I was lost
Oh, so lost without my little black box

I pick up the phone and press execute
Hello, I know that you've been feeling tired
I bring you love and deeper understanding
Hello, I know that you're unhappy
I bring you love and deeper understanding

(Hello)
Love
(Hello)
Love

I turn to my computer
Like a friend

Hello
Hello

I need deeper understanding
Give me deeper understanding

A little love for me
A little love for me

Need a little love, a little love for me
They'll never give a little love for me

Bring me deeper understanding
Bring me my little black box

Hello
Hello..."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzqF_gBpS84

#DeeperUnderstanding #AIDependence #Computers #Technology #TechAddiction #Loneliness

The Anti-Social Century, #Americans are now spending more time alone than ever. It’s changing our #personalities, our #politics, and even our relationship to #reality. The shift to self-isolation is rewiring culture and politics, “making society #weaker, #meaner, and more #delusional #loneliness #isolation #socialmedia #food #delivery #cooking #eating #social #gatherings #communications #contact #talking #socializing #pandemic #covid #maga #trump https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2025/02/american-loneliness-personality-politics/681091/

@oldredsubby "Loneliness at Christmas is a real issue. But if people want to be alone at Christmas, and don’t find it lonely, can we please just let them?"

Thank-you!

#BeingAlone does NOT equal #Loneliness.

I will be alone on #Xmas & have no problem with it.

It's just another day to me. 🤷‍♂️

No explanation or sympathy necessary.

Whether you believe in Christianity or Santa Claus or neither (as is the case for me) . . .

Xmas wishes to everyone to be able enjoy the day in the way that they choose to enjoy it. 😎

Does Technology Make Us More Alone?

#CriticalQuestions #Quiz #PubQuiz #Technology #Alone #Loneliness #StayHome #StaySafe #StayHomeStaySafe

https://youtu.be/RfA9qAqWh1g

Does Technology Make Us More Alone? #CriticalQuestions #Quiz #PubQuiz #Technology #Alone #Loneliness #StayHome #StaySafe #StayHomeStaySafe youtu.be/RfA9qAqWh1g

Does Technology Make Us More A...

Understanding FOMO

"... stems from missing opportunities to bond with valued social groups, not with strangers or irrelevant social groups."

"#FOMO is not about the missed event per se"
But: "amplified by the prospect of your social group being there".

"Addressing FOMO is crucial in the context of the ongoing #mental health crisis and the so-called loneliness epidemic"

Cornell.edu Chronicle

https://news.cornell.edu/stories/2024/10/what-fuels-our-fear-missing-out

#loneliness #lonelinessepidemic #mentalhealth
#ResearchHighlights

How metaverse platforms could solve the loneliness epidemic - The growing social media and online gaming usage will require more decen... - https://cointelegraph.com/news/metaverse-solve-loneliness-epidemic-decentraland #lonelinessepidemic #play-to-earn. #decentraland #loneliness #web3gaming #metaverse #web3

Not being able to do something with yourself and being overwhelmed by the simplicity of life is now considered an illness. Only those who numb themselves through distraction are healthy? Dubious.

#loneliness #beingalone

Once a Shangri-La, this disused picnic nook symbolizes the transient nature of utopias. The abandoned corporate campus evokes loneliness and decay.

#Cloud #Sky #Tree #Shade #Twig #Table #Photography #Impermanence #Photo #Paving #Urban #Corporate #Redundant #Unused #Abandoned #FadedDreams #Loneliness #Nostalgia #LostParadise #Decay #ForgottenSpace #Temporal #Transient #Ephemeral #Desolation #UrbanDecay #Evanescent #Disillusion #Wistful #Melancholic #Fleeting

This weekend is going to be A LOT for so many of us. Whether that’s a lot of people and plans or a lot of #aloneness and perhaps feelings of #loneliness, Christmas can be overwhelming.
Whatever this weekend looks like for you, I hope you’re able to prepare with some #selfcare.
I’ll be practicing #mindfulness and meditative moments wherever I can find them over the next few days.
Have you tried #mindfuleating, #walkingmeditation or, my favorite, watching a pot of water boil?