Waking up to a quiet, clean house every day, with no children.
I have a good family life. Making a coffee and tea first thing in the morning for my wife, getting a slap on the butt, asking me ‘how was your sleep suckhead?’
Feeling your butt cheeks on the toilet seat just before you lose the battle to hold everything in.
Yeah, sex is cool, but have you ever closed like 50 browser tabs after finishing an annoying project?
I’ve heard the greatest feeling in the world is holding your baby for the first time, but I can’t speak to that yet. For me, though, it’s the feeling of being in love with your best friend. It’s a deep, effortless connection where it feels like they’re a part of you. When they’re not around, it’s this constant longing, this ache of missing them, and the thoughts of them that never really stop. It’s wanting to see them happy, to be the one who brings them joy, and realizing how much they mean to you in every little moment. It’s the kind of love that makes everything else feel brighter, like life just wouldn’t be the same without them in it.
This is comletely true, except it didn’t kick in for me until my child was around for a few days. The first 48 hours, I was too brain dead for it to sink in. My advice to soon-to-be parents is not to feel guilty if you’re not immediately star-struck; it can take time.
After a week or so I felt exactly as you described. It’s incredible.
An orgasm, best if shared with someone you love. Highest rate of happy chemicals ever.
Second place goes to watching a campfire shortly after the sun goes down. So relaxing.
The “I figured it out!” feeling!!! Solving a particularly difficult problem, or the moment when something you’ve been struggling to understand finally “clicks.”
I’ve been in love, had great food and drinks and been to a few amazing far off places, had great orgasms, enjoyed awesome stories in various forms of media, etc. but nothing compares.
Fixing something you thought was probably going to end up trashed is also a great feeling. I would call it a subcategory of the “I figured it out!” feeling, though.
I agree along with the flash of insight that lightning strikes you and you know it in your body before becoming aware of it consciously
Falling into a nice comfy bed when you’re exhausted and just passing out
Using an actual flushing toilet after being out in the wilderness for even just a few days
Orgasms
Eating your favorite meal
Having your back scratched or getting a massage
Apparently I think the best feelings have to do with the physical and not the mental, not sure why that is
Using an actual flushing toilet after being out in the wilderness for even just a few days
That first shower though! And I count music festivals as being in the wilderness for a few days.
When I go to bed and my dog shoves himself under the covers and tucks himself in the crook of my knees. Or when he rests his chin on my ankle.
As of this morning, I can tell you the WORST deeling in the world
I was hoping completely unrelated comments like these would disappear after the election but some people sure are persistent. Also if seeing the wrong candidate win is the worst feeling you can imagine then you should work on your personality a little bit because defining yourself solely by politics can’t be healthy.
God damn this is stupid. People area gonna die and worse. Use your damn head.
God damnit please for the love of god shut up
I’m sorry, is the same day too long of a time to discuss it? I’ll leave you to your memes, then. No worries here! It’s all good!
Q: What is the best feeling in the world?
A: HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT MURDER, GENOCIDE, ANIMAL ABUSE, TORTURE, PAIN, SUFFERING, LONELINESS, DEPRESSION, AND SUCH?
When I’m dragged across an array of sharp raised metal bumps on a plane until there’s a pile of me in strips and chunks on the plate below.
No, wait, that’s the grate-ist feeling, sorry.
Cold glass of water.
Taking a decent hit of acid once it kicks in smoking a few bong hits then having sex. Best feeling ever!
The feeling of being loved.
When the woman you are madly in love with proposes to you.
Or when your child for the first time says “Dada” and pulls on your beard.
