What is the weirdest/strangest thing you find comfort in?
For me its opening the apple weather app and the map in it and watching the temperatures and wind patterns all around the world
The colours are beautiful in winters
Going on a run in the evening, when the weather is shit. Usually the streets are empty, I feel the rain on my face, the wind. I can catch glimpses of cozy people in front of their TV, or in their kitchen and imagine them to be happy about the fact that they are inside in this weather. I also get happy thinking about returning to my couch, after a run the couch seems to be extra comfy and the food better. But before that I speed up to max out my capacity and the feeling of being alive, by getting extra soaked through, cold and exhausted. It's great.
Originally wasn't going to comment, but I get a very similar feeling being inside a car parked on a road during the rain. It's an odd feeling watching someone walking home quickly through the rain while you sit in another dark car, dry and unnoticed.
Sounds really similar. I also like that :) Maybe it's the feeling of being absent from the world, like a small "Stop" Button. I don't know.
Huh watch out, the fuck cars community is gonna be after you.
PS: I feel the same as you.
I was raised in a place that gets a lot of rain back before kids got driven everywhere. If you wanted to go anywhere, do anythng like camping or whatever, you had to be ok with rain.
One of my favorite things was getting home soaked and cold, getting changed into dry clothes, and having a nice cup of tea from the pot that was always waiting under a cosy. Such a wonderful feeling.
Aw, that sounds wonderful too!
Somewhat adjacent feeling, but being out in the snow, especially in a deep blizzard. Different feelings if you are out in a town/city or out somewhere rural.
I love the snow though. I don't usually get sick of it quickly.
I don't smoke, but I like hanging out with people who do, because it gives me an excuse to go outside in the Wintery cold for a brief and clearly defined chunk of time. I like the sharpness of my skin almost as much as the soothing respite of returning inside.
I also love snow and snowstorms. Had one time where I walked to work in a snowstorm because public transportation was not an option anymore but as I was working in a hospital I felt obligated to come.
It was wonderful being this alone, guess I crave it. Unfortunately we do not get much snow anymore where I live.
By shitty weather I thought you meant the shitty weather I usually have here (30 to 38 Celsius on average) yeah I wouldn't mind the rain (even when it can be risky) but running with my shitty weather hell no.
No, I would simply die trying to run in your shitty weather I guess :D
Complete utter silence and darkness ... complete darkness
I'm not saying it as a wish for death .. it was my favourite way of going to sleep when I was a kid, just complete silent darkness for a few hours to get a good night sleep.
I haven't had it in years ... wife sleeps with a nightlight and there is always a window to the street light, the hallway light or some light somewhere and its never quiet any more, some machine is running, highway noises or whatever.
As a teen, I used to just board up my room at night, even place black out curtains at night time and seal up my doorway to block out the light in the hallway. I used to find comfort in being able to 'see' in the dark on my own. Don't get me wrong, I'm afraid of the dark too and if I got caught in a strange new place in complete darkness, I'd probably freak out.
Have you tried a sensory deprivation tank? Sounds right up your alley.
I do not like pure darkness.
I have mild synesthesia so I see patterns and colours when I hear noises and it’s louder in the dark. If I’m camping and there’s a sound of a stick breaking or a squirrel running by it will cause like flashes of bright colour and it keeps me awake.
Current society are losing the sense of beauty of night. The streetlights, the screens, vehicle lights, constantly stare at us. And the sounds ofc.
I remember my childhood in my grandpa's village with such near complete silence in the dark nights, and I fall asleep anytime I recall that. Great to know I'm not the only to love them.
I find confort in the fact someone put marshmallows in Jello and called it a salad, and everybody just went along with it.
Do you know got stupid my dumbest ideas are? Not as stupid as ambrosia salad. And that’s comforting.
I had an idea for renting dogs or a type of system where you share them … maybe you only want one 1-2 days a week. My family poked all kinds of holes in it. There are tons of programs and apps now for it. It is a pretty stupid idea but it just might work.
Most people I know hate it, but I absolutely love the feeling of a fly crawling on my arms or legs. It gives me this wonderful comfortable tingling sensation and I can't get enough of it.
I think you win
Yeah my wife and both kids let these little hover flies crawl on them while we are watching outdoor sports or whatever. They like to land on you and drink your sweat. They’ll give them names and sit with one on them for an hour and act sad when they leave.
I’m not afraid of them but I don’t like it.
Making eye contact with a rat, pigeon, or hedgehog.
I was raised around a lot of wildlife and aspects of cities can feel lonely and empty. Seeing other living creatures comforts me.
The sound of a distant vacuum cleaner.
Rainy/overcast/cloudy weather. It's so cozy, like a blanket in the sky.
I see your sound of vacuun cleaner and raise sound of distant cars and trucks on the highway
I don’t know if it’s weird or strange, but mine is my son’s favourite stuffed bunny from when he was a young child. He’s in his 20s now, and I keep his bunny next to my bed, and cuddle with it when I’m sad.
I love slow blinking at my cat and seeing him slow blinking back. I believe that is called a cat kiss. And I love his little purrs...
One of my cats won’t do it back but he’ll shove the top of his head in my mouth because he loves head kisses.
Morbid but… I find comfort in knowing that we’re all going to die. Some sooner than others of course but at the end of the day we’ll all be dead. There’s comfort it knowing that life isn’t forever, and so we should figure out what’s important to us now and not defer it to retirement or some other arbitrary time.
An empty, silent house. I’ve got 3 kids and love them dearly, but holy shit, I love being alone in the house when I get a chance.
I'm the same. I would like a little more me time or something to lower the stress level. If they'd clean up without me itemizing, or stop arguing over literally trivial things, or stop shouting at their friends on the mic. Ugh. I can handle some of that but it's just too much. I need a babysitter but I stay and they go.
Thunderstorms. It reminds me of my place in the world and how I should stop taking myself so seriously.
The early sunset in fall and winter. I like when it's dark outside and you can see light in people's homes, it feels so cozy to me. Also hot water bottles, I love going to bed with one.
I also just love the long quiet nights of winter, in fact i wish i were able to experience the far north like yukon or oslo or something like that, possibly even further and experience not having the sun rise above the horizon for a few days, i think the lighting would be absolutely gorgeous
Your posts take me back to 2007 where I was doing the same thing on the Nintendo Wii's Weather Channel.
The Wii hit different.
Maybe you know this, but it is still possible to use the Weather Channel app thanks to hacks.
Feeling sad, When I am sad I don't feel anxious. I know how to deal with sadness. It is temporary feeling. It reminds me of all the work that I put in myself.
This is beautiful
I don't have an answer right now, but this was a great question OP, and also your answer is great. It's weird enough that I would have never thought that someone would.
Only thing that comes to mind now is a thing from Buddhism called the five remembrances. I'm not Buddhist, but I like quite a few Buddhist ideas and this is one of them. I don't think of it as weird, but a few friends I've discussed this with have found it weird; they didn't understand how this is a source of comfort to me, and they found it quite depressing to think about. I find it comforting for precisely those reasons, because I'm terrified of change, but it's inescapable.
Anyway, roughly, they are:
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I am sure to become old; I cannot avoid ageing.
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I am sure to become ill; I cannot avoid illness.
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I am sure to die; I cannot avoid death.
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I will be separated and parted from all that is dear and beloved to me.
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I am the owner of my actions, heir of my actions, actions are the womb (from which I have sprung), actions are my relations, actions are my protection. Whatever actions I do, good or bad, of these I shall become the heir.
That is not weird. To accept sadness is to welcome joy, the same way we would not enjoy sweet flavours if no other flavours were ever available.
Dark bedroom, cats are put to bed downstairs (they chew feet so they can't stay in the room with us), I put on some chill indie coffee house playlist and light some nag champa incense, and then I just lay there, staring at the ceiling. I don't reflect on the past or ponder on the future, I just listen to the music, the distant trains and traffic, the rain, the wind, the leaves falling on the metal roof.
It's my perfect beautifully braindead time. I can't wait for legalization in our state, that's the only missing component.
When I'm stressed, I like to soak a washing cloth in hot water and then press it on my face with both hands, covering eyes and nose and slowly and deeply breathe through it. I don't know why I find almost waterboarding myself comforting but it's incredibly relaxing.
Also, lying on the floor in the middle of my apartment.
This feels like when I just sit on the shower floor with the water hitting me in the face, or covering my ears and the water sounds like heavy rain on my head
Lying on the floor is my brains MOST comfortable position. If I'm super sick I prefer resting on the floor over my bed.
Being in and driving in super thick fog. The rest of the world is just gone. I love it.
When I wake up while it's still dark in the morning, I can hear the sound of trains in the distance. Specifically no horns or anything, just the sound of the engines / metal on tracks.
Bonus points because it was lightly raining today.
Those nautical twilight colours are gorgeous!
That the world is going to be a really shitty place to live in the future, and I won’t really be missing anything when I die.
Laying on the floor in my house with all the doors locked. I like being able to fully stretch out and I can only do that on the floor. Having my door and windows locked is very comforting.
Looking up at the stars at night
@majestictechie@lemmy.fosshost.com I won't say that's weird to be honest
I was thinking the same, but I don't really see my neighbours standing out in their garden in the middle of the night just staring at the sky
When I was in collage o would take night runs on my rollerblades, well after people had stopped rollerblading in general.
Smelling a roll of plastic garbage bags. There's just something about that smell
There was a period of time when whenever my depression got really bad I'd put on some old Twilight Zone episodes, since the problems people have in those were a lot more fun to think about than my own.
Maps. I like to explore how to navigate places that I haven't been yet. I'll go on Google Street view and look around the neighborhood.
Picking all the fuzz out of Velcro until the Velcro is clean as new
To think about death.
No I'm not depressed. Death is a topic that is sad or scary from the point of view of the living. But once we die, that point of view is not valid for us any more. So then death becomes a point beyond which being sad or happy doesn't matter any more because sad and happy are part of the living world.
Of course I'm scared to die. Fear is a part of life and survival instincts are what has kept us what we are. I don't want to seek death and want to enjoy the time of being alive to the fullest.
But we can seek solace in the mystery of death as much as the mystery of birth, I believe.
I find comfort in the fact I can take my life at any time. This means that I can live life without worrying too much. When life gets too hard I can just end it, so until then I can enjoy the things I like.
Death is mysterious. But do you really want to seek it ? It will eventually come anyways, so why seek it before it comes.
Even though it was not our choice to be alive, we do have the choice to live it in 100 different ways. I cannot judge the hardship you are facing, but rather than seeing death, why not try changing the variables of your life or help change it for someone less fortunate than you ?
Why do you assume they are not trying?
Morphine
American Girl dolls
Civilization could end tomorrow, we could nuke ourselves and our planet to shit and the sun will die and swallow Earth.
But no matter what happens to us, Voyager's golden records will keep sailing through space, forever proof that we were here, of what we were, and what we were capable of. Even through the literal end of the world we cannot be denied a legacy.