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i don't care about likes! here's how!!!

Likes literally do not matter even a little!!! The reason is because they aren't an actual representation of how many people enjoy what you're making. Clicking like on a post is usually done with thoughtless hollowness and it's forgotten the moment they scroll on. It doesn't really measure anything at all about you or your content, nothing that matters. More likes doesn't mean more people care, and fewer likes doesn't mean less people care. They're absolutely worthless and indicate nothing! Don't worry about them! Thoughtful comments are more valuable because someone took the time to write something, but even then, doing everything in your power to GET COMMENTS or GET LIKES just means you're trying desperately to exploit system to farm meaningless things. Just appreciate what you naturally get and move on!

@raindrops

Feb 27, 2025

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yas

omg i totally get what you mean and i have the same but just think to post for yourself and if other people like or reply that’s nice too but not necessary just try not to overthink it also a lot of people probably don’t physically like your posts but still read them and like them generally so just because your not getting much back doesn’t mean people don’t care

@jonesy

Feb 21, 2025

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Not caring about your pi.fyi emjois

I know some ppl care a ton, and I guess I commend y’all for that. I’ve, however, never cared about the emojis on my profile. I don’t look at my profile often enough for it to matter to me. I suggest that y’all free yourselves and start caring less too.

@suplauryn

Sep 5, 2024

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Starting over

“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.” — Anaïs Nin This is uncharacteristically raw and personal, even for me, and pretty heavy! I know many of you have seen me posting through it and I feel safe to talk about it openly now that I’ve safely landed at the start of my new life. It’s honestly even a little bit embarrassing but I think it’s important to share. I’ve never publicly mentioned it on here, but I have a husband; as of Friday, we’d have been together for 11 years, and we’ve been married for 3 years as of 2/22. I realize now that I wanted to explore what I looked like outside of my relationship with him because I had lost that. This is why PI.FYI has been so meaningful to me as a space to express myself and connect with people—to rediscover my voice. I had been living a lie this entire time, to others but worst of all to myself. He’s been verbally and emotionally abusive, physically but without touching me, to the point that every day I spent with him I was in danger. I’ve been shrinking myself and walking on eggshells to avoid making him insecure and provoking his casual put-downs and fits of rage, while hanging on for dear life to the threads of good I could see. I’ve wanted so badly to leave, more than anything, but I felt like there was no way out and that this was just something I would need to endure indefinitely—but someone who is so very dear to me helped me see that I have wings to fly, not by acting as my savior but by reminding me of my own power. The emotional safety they built and the gentle care they showed me made me feel like I could open up to them. With their encouragement I was brave enough to tell the truth to my friends, my family, my boss, and they have received me with warm, loving and open arms and rallied to support and protect me. The financial and  logistical aspects were the most intimidating to me and it’s going to be tough for a while but I’m going to be better than okay! Now I’m opening up to you. This isn’t the only abuse I’ve suffered in my life, and my old therapist told me she believed it was my mission to share my strength and light with others to inspire them and show them that change is possible. I hope that by sharing this, I can reach even just one person who is going through something similar and show that they are not alone, and they are not weak. People with certain backgrounds may be more vulnerable to abuse, but it can happen to anyone. It thrives in darkness, shame, and isolation—and breaking that silence is the first step toward freedom. Leaving is the scariest thing I have ever done but I have so many angels around me, and I am endlessly grateful. Thank you for being here with me 💌

@taterhole

Mar 16, 2025

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Never changing

My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌

@taterhole

Feb 23, 2025

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Finally Quitting the job that you hate

Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ✅💅

@taterhole

Feb 27, 2025