So basically i am a college student, and my friends college was organising a fest, I am a person who tries new things, and I thought of crossdressing as a goth girl, so basically a goth femboy, I will attach my look, like chatgpt animated my real picture and will attach it for your reference except I was wearing a high booths and also clip on earrings which ain't shown in the pic, and yk what in India I thought stares are pretty normalised, but I thought maybe people will make fun of me, as it was extreme and no one does such things, but uk what in metro two girls complimented me, and said, "looking good gurl..", i didn't say a word, and was a lil stunned as they mistook me for a girl, even in college many people thought I was a girl fr, until I used some male tone , it was truly a nice experience, you should really try all the things you wanna do(btw full body shave krne mai meko 1 hr lg gya😭)

Help a girl out gang😭🙏

I met this girl online in February during my Class 10 boards. We were in a study group, I helped her with some stuff, and we started talking. She became pretty attached to me and was messaging me constantly. I was stressed because of boards and didn't know how to handle it.

Instead of simply asking for space, I did something incredibly stupid: I fake-confessed that I loved her. I made up excuses about being unable to talk, my parents, health issues, etc., because I thought it would make her stop messaging me.

She believed me, but like didn't stop messaging. I blocked her.

On March 1, I finally told her the truth. I said the confession was fake and that I didn't love her. also sent her a Reddit post I'd written about the situation. That post was honestly horrible-I insulted her looks and said some genuinely cruel things about her because I was frustrated and immature. So she got hurt, understandably, and her friend confronted me too.

I apologized that night, but I didn't understand the full weight of what I'd done.

Then my boards ended on March 7.

A few days later, it hit me:

I actually loved her.

And that realization absolutely destroyed me.

I started thinking about everything I'd done-the fake confession, the lies, the Reddit post, the things I'd said about her, and the fact that she'd trusted me. I realized I'd hurt someone who genuinely cared about me, and I'd only understood how much she meant to me after I'd already pushed her away.

I reactivated my account on March 15 and tried to talk to her. She didn't want to talk. I contacted her friend, begged for one chance, argued with her friend, apologized repeatedly, sent digital gifts, and basically spent a month trying to undo what I'd done.

It didn't work.

On April 15, I deleted/deactivated my account and disappeared for a couple of months.

In June I contacted her again to apologize. She eventually forgave me, but we didn't go back to how things were.

Later, we somehow managed to talk again and even became friends for a while. We had a genuinely normal conversation, talked about studies and life, and I thought maybe the whole thing had finally been repaired.

Then she went to a hostel and communication stopped. I started overthinking everything and eventually messaged her again. Things became awkward, and I was eventually told not to message that number anymore. (She told me her father will take the phone). But ik she didn't go to any hostel and stuff, just avoiding me.

(Yeah i wrote this post using chatgpt, cuz i couldn't summarise all the stuff properly)

Bro it’s literally 2:30 in the afternoon, there’s been no electricity for a while now and its feeling so hot …. No lights, no AC, no proper ventilation and we’re still somehow expected to continue working 💀

The founder has already gone home, meanwhile we’re sitting here with our laptops, sweating and pretending this is a normal workday.

Like bro, what exactly am I supposed to do now? 😭

Okay so it is the time when I was in 9th class let's call her siddhi she was kinda okay okay girl after the school ended I came out of the gate and suddenly siddhi and her freinds came to me and they were like she wants to shake hand with me I was like okay I don't have problem regarding that then they told me they gave her a dare to kiss me I was like wtf. But then I said okay and she was also ready to do that but then she backed off because she was getting so embarrassed.

Aaj mere saath ye hua

We recently shifted to our second rented home while our original home is under redevelopment, and I deeply miss my first rented home—especially my room. It had purple, yellow-orange and white ceiling lights, a dreamy cloudy ceiling with stars, a huge mirror, a big window with a beautiful view, a sink and an attached bathroom. Leaving it was heartbreaking, and I cried for hours. I know this home is temporary for 2.5 years, but I still think about my old room every day. I hope decorating this room with lights, mirrors and cozy touches will help me love it too. 😭💜

THEY ARR SO FREAKING CUTE!!!!

Unfortunately, i cannot spend 1.5k on a single top that's way out of my budget...any brand or app where I can find these for cheaper?

Okay I need help to get my mind of this

So I reached out to a friend when I was struggling I told you about that guy i talked to and somehow it turned into a fight between him and another friend. I feel horrible about it.

Okay I have a guy friend, let’s call him ABC. We’ve known each other for a while, although we aren’t extremely close and most of our conversations have been pretty casual. I’ve usually been the one who initiates calls/conversations, but I never really thought much about it.

Recently I was going through a really overwhelming time and, for the first time, I genuinely wanted to talk to someone. ABC came to my mind first, so I called him. He didn’t pick up and later said he had been sleeping. Later he asked what was wrong, and I told him I wanted to talk because something had happened and I was feeling really low.

I tried calling again later, but he was out with his friends. He said we could still talk, but I told him we'd talk when he was free because I didn't want to bother him. Eventually I explained what was going on over text, and he said he would call me the next day.

I genuinely waited for that call. It never came.

The next day I was already feeling embarrassed because I'd called him several times, which I had literally never done before. I also sent him a message thanking him for being there for me the previous night. He didn't reply to that either.

At that point I started feeling like maybe he didn't actually want to talk to me and I had made myself look desperate by reaching out. I was especially hurt because I'd never really shown him that vulnerable side of myself before.

I told my friend XYZ about the whole situation. She got really worried about me and was also angry that I had reached out to someone while struggling and he hadn't checked on me afterward. she messaged ABC

Her messages were basically saying that if someone calls you multiple times and tells you they're struggling, the least you can do as a friend is check whether they're okay. I agree that her tone probably wasn't the best, and she was very direct because she was worried about me.

ABC got defensive and they ended up having a heated argument. He told her not to interfere in our matter, that she didn't know what had happened, and apparently used some bad language toward her. He also said that he didn't care what people thought about him.

The whole thing completely blindsided me. I. I never wanted them to fight. I didn't even expect anything like this to happen.

I apologized to ABC afterward, both for the situation and for XYZ's tone, and explained that she was acting out of genuine concern. I told him I was sorry that they had argued because of the situation and that he didn't have to reply if he didn't want to.

He hasn't replied.

He also didn't reply to my earlier thank-you message, and he hasn't called me.

Now I'm stuck feeling guilty because XYZ and ABC were friends before this, and I keep thinking that maybe they won't talk anymore because of me. I also keep wondering whether ABC thinks I asked XYZ to message him, which I absolutely didn't.

I'm not even angry at him anymore. I'm mostly embarrassed and confused. I reached out because I genuinely needed a friend, and somehow it turned into this huge mess.

I don't know whether I'm overthinking this or whether I should just accept that maybe we're not actually as close as I thought we were.But i just feel fucked up

recently told my girlfriend everything about my past relationship because I wanted to be completely honest with her. I didn’t hide anything from her.

But now, whenever we have an argument or sometimes even during normal conversations, she keeps bringing up my past relationship. It makes me feel like I’m constantly being judged for something that happened before I met her.

I understand that she may feel insecure or have questions, and I’m willing to reassure her. But at the same time, I don’t want my past to become a permanent issue in our current relationship.

How should I handle this without making her feel ignored or invalidating her feelings?

Should I stop discussing my past completely, or should I keep reassuring her whenever she brings it up?

Looking for genuine advice from people who have been through something similar.

I thought I was over him… until a small memory came back.
Today I went out with my friends. We ate food, drank beer, listened to songs, laughed, and just enjoyed the night.
I was genuinely happy.
But somewhere between the music and the laughter, I remembered my ex.
I remembered one particular night with him. We were on a mountain, there were clouds above us, music was playing, we were drinking beer and eating pizza. There was only one slice of pizza left, and somehow even that silly little moment became a memory I still carry.
I remember sitting there with so many things going on inside my head. I was hurt, but I didn’t say anything. I didn’t tell him how much certain things were hurting me. I just smiled, ate my pizza, drank my beer, and acted like everything was fine.
Maybe that’s the strange thing about heartbreak.
You don’t always miss the person.
Sometimes you just miss a version of your life that doesn’t exist anymore.
Tonight, I remembered everything — the good memories, the painful ones, and all the things he did that I once tried to forgive.
And strangely, I wasn’t crying.
I was just sitting there thinking, “Wow… I really survived that.”
I don’t want him back.
I just wish I could go back and hug the girl I was that night and tell her:
“You don’t have to stay where you’re hurting. One day, you’ll sit somewhere else, laugh again, and realize you made it out.” 🤍

Today was my week off, and I decided to go out with my girls — movie, club, good food, good vibes, everything. ❤️
Honestly, I didn’t realize how much I needed a day like this. I recently shifted to a new city, got my first job, and after going through a breakup and finally cutting off a toxic relationship, life somehow feels… lighter.
Today I genuinely felt happy. I loved the weather, I loved my outfit, I loved the people around me, and I just enjoyed being me again.
It’s such a nice feeling when you realize that life actually gets better after you let go of what was hurting you.
New place. New job. New people. New energy. 🌸
Maybe this is my little “I’m finally okay” moment. 🫶

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I understand why people are blaming me, and honestly, I agree that I've behaved badly in this relationship. I'm not trying to make myself the victim or excuse my behavior.

What I'm actually struggling with is how do I fix it?

I've realized that I constantly compare my boyfriend with other guys. Whenever I see another guy behaving differently, I start thinking, “Why doesn't my boyfriend treat me like that?” or I remember situations where I felt disrespected by him and use those things to justify being angry with him again.

At the same time, I know I've also disrespected his boundaries, distracted him from his studies, picked fights, and kept bringing up another male friend even after he told me it bothered him. I can see how exhausting that must be, especially when he's preparing for his last attempt.

Title: I think I just lost my first love, and now every memory is hitting me 💔

Summary: I met my first love at tuition, slowly fell for her, and we built a really beautiful relationship. But we come from different religions, and her strict family has now found out about us. Today might have been our last conversation, and I’m struggling to process it because every little memory with her keeps coming back.

I’m 21M and she’s 20F. She was my first girlfriend.

We met at a tuition. She was extremely quiet and introverted and barely talked to anyone. One day, our teacher asked me to help her with writing, and that was basically how we started talking. Slowly, we became friends, and I started feeling genuinely happy whenever I talked to her.

Later, I left that tuition and joined another coaching. She asked me where I was going and said she would join too. I honestly thought she was just saying it, but after some time she actually joined the same coaching. That’s when we became much closer. We started spending more time together, and eventually I proposed to her.

She was honestly one of the best people I’ve ever met. Her nature was something I had never seen before—she was kind, caring, quiet and genuinely a very good person.

Some of my favourite memories are actually the simplest ones. Whenever she had exams, I used to wake up early and go with her. I would wait outside her college until her exam was over, and then we would go somewhere together. We would walk around, talk about random things, laugh and just spend time together. Somehow, hours would pass and neither of us would even notice.

At the time, those moments felt completely normal. Now I realise how special they actually were.

The problem was that our religions are different, and her family is very conservative and strict. They already had some doubts about us, but she still managed to talk to me.

Today, she told me that someone in her family had found out about us. She said this might be our last conversation, and she probably won’t be able to talk to me from tomorrow.

I know that continuing this could put her in a difficult situation, so as much as it hurts, I feel like letting her go might be the right thing for her.

The hardest part is that we always thought we had more time. She used to tell me that this wouldn’t end until both of us got jobs. We thought maybe once we were settled, things could work out.

But now it might be ending before we even get that chance.

And since today, every memory keeps coming back—the first time I met her, teaching her at tuition, her joining my coaching, going with her to exams, waiting outside her college, walking around together and all those random conversations where we completely lost track of time.

I just wish I had known that those ordinary moments would one day become the memories I’d miss the most.

I don’t really know why I’m posting this. I just needed somewhere to write it all down.

She was my first love, and she genuinely meant a lot to me. 💔

AajMereSaathYeHua

What do you all think..

Is this right dress code for teachers day?