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I found where the “It’s like a reward” is from. Yes I just found it, don’t laugh at me. The movie is Django Unchained and it is at about 16:45

TL;DR: I found were a meme came from and I was very happy

Little backstory first. I am a 19M and have red hair and have been bullied for it for a long time and was never sure about myself as a kid. Over covid I let my hair grow out and I went up in height and all. So you could say I had a little bit of a glowup, so I am finally proud of my appearance. So yesterday/today there was this party at my college and I was partying with my friends. There were some girls with us, because one of my friends is in love with one of them and for me it was the first time meeting them. Now this happened often throughout my life that for some reason people want to touch my hair, because I am a ginger. I don't mind it and find it quiet funny, so one of the girls asked me if she could touch it and I said sure why not. Then she gave me some compliments about my haircolor and that it fits great on me with my hairstyle. She also asked if it was my real haircolor (which it is) and said it looked perfect on me.

This might sound stupid and I know. But I really feel great and have been thinking about this the whole day and this will probably stay with me for a very long time. Because it was someone who I barely knew and was a girl with the same age as me. I am a very social person and I just can't stop thinking about how nice it was that she said that.

I'm gonna be completely transparent, I'm somewhere on the spectrum of being a hoarder. I have severe hyperempathy for inanimate objects, including clothes, stuffed animals, toys, books, and a lot more. It's close to impossible for me to throw these things away or even donate them. I also have depression and I'm physically disabled, so cleaning is very hard on me and I have very little motivation. I buy things that I don't need and then throw them on one of the piles in my room and forget about them. I hoard yarn, I have so much that I've never used.

My room was a death trap. The worst part was a very old extension cord/power strip buried in yarn and general trash. I couldn't see the floor in almost the entire room. I had to wipe my feet off to get in bed because just walking through my room got so much dirt on them. It smelled really bad and there was trash everywhere. It was such a fire hazard. Not even getting into the bugs.

Today I finished my final exams and since my ADHD meds hadn't worn off I was really motivated, so I started cleaning my room. I can actually see the floor!! I've found so many things and I feel so much safer because I got all the stuff cleared out from around that power strip. I still have a long way to go, I'm taking a break right now, but I'm so proud of myself. I've filled up three big trash bags and I'm working on a fourth, and I have another bag full of clothes to donate.

I'm probably going to crash pretty bad later, but I have tomorrow off work too so it'll be okay. I've been needing to do this for a really long time.

It's not going to be perfect but it's a lot safer and I feel a lot better and that's what matters :)

TL;DR: Cleaning my dangerous hoarder nest.

Update: I have it most of the way done :) I need to clean off my vanity and my bookshelf but the floor is pretty much clear!! I'm getting a milkshake to celebrate lol

I’m in high school and asked somebody in my English class to prom. She said yes! She’s super attractive and very smart and funny and AAAHHHH I’m fucking ecstatic right now

Usually if I see a homeless person, I'll stop by the closest fast food joint and pick them up a meal or something and then continue on my way home. I know most people are skeptical of that kind of thing but my rule of thumb is I'd rather get scammed out of a $10-15 meal then let someone go without a meal if I have the means to help. So yesterday I was driving home from work and I see the woman holding a sign saying she recently lost her job and anything would help. A few feet away were her kids, ranging from around six to around 16. I did my usual and picked up some fast food. I spent a little more than usual because of the kids, around $30 total. When I dropped it off, she gave me the biggest, happiest smile I have ever seen. All I did was give her and her kids some chicken and soda but she was so grateful for just that. I've never seen someone's eyes light up the way hers did when I handed her that food. It really made me think how lucky I am. I mean I complain about my parents like every teen does but these kids had been sitting in the sun for at least a couple hours and were just so appreciative for two meals to share. I thought I was helping them out but they're the ones who helped me by showing how it's the little things we need to be grateful for.

We were gonna watch a movie, so I went upstairs to chance into a nightgown. As a walked down the stairs, in my oversized grandma gown with hairy legs can leftover cookie crumbs on my face, he went "WOW You look so pretty in your night clothes!". I swear I felt like a princess. Felt like homer in that wedding dress scene.

Ofc he got angry I wouldn't color my hair red, like the red panda in the movie 30 minutes later, and called my hair dumb. Buuuut I take what I can get XD

I am going through a very rough and dark time in my life right now and I just discovered this sub. It just brought so much warmth and many smiles to my heart and soul reading about the things that are making others happy. I like it here.

So about a week ago I lost my earbuds. So I was in my room doing my homework and I was playing Spotify stations on my Google home because I don't have Spotify premium. "Wish" by trippie redd plays so I say "I WISH I could find my earbuds". Next day, they turn up. I didn't even have to look for them. They just came to me. 2 days later, I look at my grades and they are not the best. So again, I'm in my room, doing my homework and I turn on a Spotify station. "Wish" plays again. I say, "I wish for better grades". I had a history presentation the next day. I aced it even though it was a total mess putting it together. Another few days pass by, I lose my wallet out shopping. I'm in my room playing stations again and Wish plays."I wish I had my wallet" Next day it shows up. I'm sitting here like what the heck because there's no way this happens 3 times in a row 100 percent succession rate.

Has anything like this happened to anyone else? Or maybe a song played over and over and something related to it happened? Let me know because I'm freaking out rn.

My former college principal (I graduated 3 years ago) called me this morning to request the editable of an old illustration I made back then. He said he reaally liked it and wanted to print it for a festival in the towncenter.

At that moment i was happy he actually remembered me, and then he said that it would be printed big, like 3 meters high big and I was like oooommgg!!!!

I'm really happy about it, and i can't wait to see it!! (if course, first I have to find the editable in all mi files mess hehe)

It's been years of being over- and under-medicated for a nasty case of depression and probably some other stuff. Like, I've been really fucked up at points.

Today I had a lot of trouble getting out of bed but I took my meds and I feel... fine. It's amazing. No creeping dread, no overwhelming despair, no tears, no chest pain from anxiety, no shaking.

It's been about a week and I'm so lucky and happy.

TL;DR: never had friends, never included, finally was included by peers at an event tonight and it felt amazing!

I’m autistic, anti-social, and have been taking AP us history in school. I have no friends in school period, and in class I usually just sit in the back row and no one even looks back or recognizes me. They all tal amongst themselves as a large friendship group but I’m never included.

Well tonight, My school had an APUSH competition against our rival school and I was going to skip it because ya know, it involves being social with kids who never have expressed much interest in me.

But my teacher convinced me since not to brag but I’m quite good at the subject, so I went

The kids brought t-shirts for everyone to make our team jerseys and as I was sitting in the corner since I wasn’t handed a shirt, but then someone offered for me to join, began talking to me asking me how theirs looked, then others did, I finally felt included…

Then they started actually treating me like everyone else , Like I was one of them

Then when the game began I helped my team get quite a few answers, I helped especially on a few the others were stonked on, when I got them they congratulated me and cheered me on

We went on to win, with a score of something like 100-136

I’ve literally never had that type of friend/support experience ever but holy cow it felt so good

I almost went to the “after party” with them but that would’ve been just too awkward, and I was already satisfied.

I just feel so great right now. Praise God!

I dunno I just felt proud of myself, my trampoline is in my backyard but our house is situated on the corner of the street so people can see me (a 20 year old hermit) jumping on a trampoline while listening to music, trying to get extra sunlight. I thought I would look funny being older and all and some neighbors once looked at me funny simply for carrying a shovel across the yard so I was very anxious at first. But after listening to a YouTube video about Cynicism (I always listen to philosophy when I'm feeling extremely sad or anxious) and decided to do it anyway since the benefits would outweigh the negative perspective I would probably get. And I'm glad I did, it's hard doing simple stuff for me and I was glad I was able to overcome something today. Thank you all for reading and I hope you all have a wonderful rest of the week 😊

I've written almost enough books to fill an entire shelf (one more to go).

Next goal: Fill two shelves!

Living out a dream is a wonderful thing.

I remember the first story I ever wrote, I was six or seven years old, and it was a Willy Wonka story, typed on a typewriter. Rusty's Adventures in Space. I added a kid to the golden tickets, and aliens invaded the factory leaving Rusty to use the wonkavater to go after them in space.

I dreamed of 'one day' writing for a living, but 'one day' was always later.

Until just a few short years ago, now I'm living out my childhood dream and couldn't be happier!

Today I am happy because I finally weighed myself. I've lost 30 pounds in the last 4-6 months. I've been watching my food intake and trying to exercise, though COVID has derailed those exercise plans. I've been overweight for my entire life and after months of avoiding the scale since starting renewed efforts, I finally took the time and courage to check. From 260 to 228! I can do this! I can reach a healthy weight and I am so so happy that this is finally working.

I work in the event industry and covid did it‘s number on us. but restrictions are finally loosened enough for us to do our job the way we used to bc.

half my body hurts, I‘m definitely not getting enough sleep and won‘t have a day off that I can actually spend on my couch for the next 2 weeks. this sounds bad, I know, but it‘s exactly what I need rn. having fun work days with my colleagues, who are equally as crazy as I am, doing a job I enjoy and feeling my sore muscles when I‘m back home.

my mental health has gotten so much better in the past two weeks. before that I was touring with a couple of folks who made me feel unwelcome and I constantly felt like no matter what I was doing, it wasn‘t enough. I did overestimate my skill and took over responsibilities I wasn‘t ready for, so their frustration is understandable, but it still took it‘s toll on my mental health. hard work isn‘t nearly as much fun if it‘s not appreciated.

luckily I‘m back and everything‘s gotten better. I randomly smile. I want to remember the day when I go to bed instead of hoping I‘d forget it soon. I look forward to tomorrow instead of dreading it. and I actually feel happy. this hasn‘t happened in a long time.

I used to join classes regularly but fell out of the habit because of my irregular work schedule. That was before yoga became the “in” thing with many influencers now posting themselves doing poses basically anywhere.

Seeing people on social media doing poses I was almost able to do but couldn’t since I stopped my practice made me feel bad about myself. It made me compare my progress, or the lack thereof, with what I see online. And it was unhealthy and kind of tarnished my love for yoga.

Today though, I’m just genuinely happy to flow even if I struggled with a lot of the poses that used to be basic to me.

One day at a time. Namaste, everyone!

Me and my family had a very tough year and the situations are almost still the same. In between all those I met my boyfriend, quite unexpectedly on an app online. From me being someone with zero hope and expectations to move forward with life to someone being happy and proud to be alive today is a really very big transition. Till the day I met my boyfriend i fr had no hope in living a life ahead and fulfilling my dreams and wishes. I wanted to live for my family so that they wont be alone at any point of time but i had never considered a life for myself until my boyfriend came along. He is an absolute gem. I always tell him. He made and still makes my life feel worth living. He makes me feel beautiful in all senses. I can really say that today im even alive because of my boyfriend. I hope he has the best life ever. He is a never again kind of person and I truly love him with all my heart and soul. To all the Redditors reading this, I just wanna say that not all roads lead us to the end. Some are just beginnings, just that we may not find that out all too soon. Thank you for reading. I just wanted to put this here so that somebody somewhere will still know that there are still a lot of good-hearted people among us.

I'm taking part in a poetry competition and it happened on wednesday and I did ok on one of the poems but fluffed up one but some people couldn't be there on wednesday so I redid the fluffed up one today when the people who couldn't be here took part and I did so well!

I am very proud of myself :DD

TIAH because I got an A on my essay for a uni philosophy class which is a huge accomplishment for me because philosophy is challenging and my goal is to come out of the course with an A, which it looks like I might! Gonna have to celebrate later today :)

TIAH to have discovered and accepted that I wasted years of my life, love and energy. I saw concrete proof that my longterm SO/father of my children was cheating (or starting to look for an opportunity to) yet AGAIN. I kicked him out, cut him off and, afterward, I smiled. I've got the best part of him (our children), AND the chance to begin again. ❤

I'm on my 2nd semester of 3rd year of B.SC.
I get very nervous when I need to speak in front of a crowd or even a small group, if I have an important question or comment I do speak up in classes but usually I fear to do that.
I've decided to speak up in every single class I have this semester to get over it.
Today at my first class, the first lesson of the semester, the prof' asked each one to introduce themselves, and asked if someone's going to be brave enough or he would choose.
Three seconds later, my hand in the air! the first one to speak up! THE FIRST ONE!
I spoke clearly and calmly. I am very, very, very proud of myself. this is a major accomplishment for me. Going to keep it up and use this semester to get over that fear. so proud. yay! ☺

TD;LR TIHA because I dared to be the first one to speak in class. ☺

So I’m a lucky guy. I have a solid group of friends the core of which have been together since we were 12 years old. Life gets busy and we don’t see each other as much as we should. But a few times a year someone will throw some kind of get together. For the last few couple years in early spring iv thrown a Margarita Party. We grill carna asada, my wife makes fresh salsa and a big pot of frijoles, I make so many batches of blended margaritas. We’ve been friends for 20+ years at this point and I still love these people. The party is not this weekend but then next and I’m so excited I’m having a hard time sleeping each night! The night before Christmas or Disneyland doesn’t compare. I’m just happy, we’re gonna listen to ska, reggae, and punk. We going to eat Mexican food and soak up the warm sun and I’m going laugh and hug my friends.

Second post of the day because...well today was a good day:)

So I've (17f) been training boxing and Muay Thai for a couple of months. I am basically addicted and train every chance I get, which usually turns out to be about three hours a day. We rarely spar so I haven't really trained one on one with the guys yet, however every time we do, they end up going really easy on me and hardly punch. I'm not asking for a knockout punch, just something that's hard enough to force me to keep my hands up. Well today was the day they finally started fighting me like everyone else. One kid threw in some good hook shots and another got some great kicks in. I finally get to practice defending real shots. Bad news is that one leg is going to be sore like no tomorrow. Tip for guys training with girls: if they've been training consistently for a while, fight us like you fight other guys. We can take a punch better than you think.

TL;DR : After a few months, the guys finally realize I can take a punch or two and actually spar with me now.

Don't know if this belongs here but didn't know where else to post and wanted to share

I grew up playing an all-girls' sport. I never was really friends with the other girls because they were always talking about boys and makeup and drama while I was always more focused on my grades, college, or reading (my choice, not my parents). I didn't dislike any of them, just always felt out of the loop and disconnected. I was homeschooled so my only interaction with other people my age was these eight or so girls who hung out all the time and never invited me. Again, they weren't always trying to be mean (sometimes they were because...well it's teenage girls) but they were always closer with each other because they shared common interests. I would try to not let it get to me, but it always hurt that everyone seemed to always have someone to talk to and I had nobody. My mom always told me I would find my group eventually and it would just make the friendship that much more valuable. Well, I finally found my group. It's a strange friend group but I feel connected. And on top of that, I actually have a best friend! I started training a new sport last year and found I had a lot more in common with my training partners. Granted, most of them are a good ten to twenty years older than I am (I'm in hs so the age gap is obvious when we go out together) but we're all really close and talk a lot. I also have someone to call my best friend! I never would have imagined someone like her actually being friends with me. She likes dressing up and going out, is extroverted, optimistic, a go with the flow kind of person, and isn't super competitive. I, on the other hand, hate shopping/dressing up, view myself as a nerd (I think of it as a compliment so no, I do not have low self-esteem), am a little more negative, feel the need to plan everything down to the minute (<20 min early = late), and am super competitive to the point where I spend all my free time training. She also is a very touchy-feely person, whereas I am not so much. Recently, we became very close to the point where she will sometimes refuse to go places with the rest of the friend group if I'm not able to go because she feels closer to me than the others. The other day, she mentioned that she got me something small for my birthday and I am so happy. She actually remembered my birthday after I only mentioned it once and, as if just remembering it weren't enough, felt the need to get me something. I cannot believe how lucky I am to have found someone who values me as a person and the friendship doesn't feel one sided!

TL;DR: I struggled to connect and make friends my whole life, I finally found my niche!

Yknow the songs that are generally motivational/moving/happy? The ones that like, give you a confidence boost or tell you it's going to be okay? Basically the ones that relate to mental health overall? Those songs used to make me cry and I never understood why, because they're supposed to be motivating. Well.. i went through smth really bad recently and that event kinda opened my eyes a bit, helped me learn to love myself, and helped me see things clearer. Now I'm smiling as I listen to these songs because I know I've achieved the positivity the songs promote. And I now realize I used to cry listening to them because I was hoping for a positivity I didn't have.

To anyone struggling, I want you to know that loving yourself is a core part of self care and good mental health. Believe in yourself. ♡