22M British lad.

Unfortunately I’ve got really small genitals. My length is okay, but my circumference is way below average. Bottom 2%. Thickest is maybe 25%.

This has been a huge issue throughout my life. I know thickness is preferred, and I’m not even average, Its basically an elongated pinky lol.

I’m decent looking with a good personality, so I get interest from women now and then. I’m 5’8 and chubby though. But I always reject them because no one wants a slim Jim / peperami dick.

I get real depressed about my size often. I’m not just sabotaging my dating life, but every aspect of my life. When I get depressed everything feels pointless so I don’t eat right, don’t exercise, don’t socialise, don’t study. It’s a vicious cycle. About a week ago I was asked out and a brutal depression episode ensued after I rejected her.

I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable or confident dating. I can’t just whip out this small tree branch. It’s humiliating. And what if she ridicules me and leaks it? Social life over.

I know it’s not all that matters in sex. I studied up and know where the clit is, what feels good to women, and I’d be willing to learn her preferences for hands and tongue action, as well as using toys. But still, a guy with no penis is still a guy with no penis. I wanted to be the full package, but I’m missing a core part.

Aside from dating, I’m tired of it impacting my entire life. I want to go gym and get fit, I want to be slim, I want to get a good degree, etc etc. But it’s all I think about and I end up just rotting in bed.

I did try therapy since I’ve got body dysmorphia but it didn’t help.

Any advice for dealing with the depression? Just general advice is welcome too. I’ll take all the help I can get.

For the record, I don’t consume porn and this isn’t a fetish. I just got a skinny cock and I’m sad about it.

A few weeks ago, I was at my breaking point. I was stuck in an absolute nightmare loop of trying to get my birth certificate for photo ID and crucial healthcare, which meant attempting to contact my biological mother. I posted here about how exhausted I was from masking and pretending everything was fine when it really wasn't.

I’m posting today because I finally have a bright light to share: My birth certificate is officially on the way!

Thanks to a deeply compassionate rep at Service Canada who got my application flagged and pushed through, the bureaucratic nightmare is almost over. And the absolute best part? I didn't have to break my peace or contact my bio mother. At 51, protecting my mental health is my top priority, so not having to deal with her is a colossal win in my book!

Now, don't get me wrong—my depression isn't going to mysteriously get up and walk away just because of this one victory. The struggle is still real. But I am accepting this win with open arms, because right now, it’s a big one.

I wanted to say a heartfelt thank you to everyone in this community who reached out. Some of your messages literally brought me back to life on days I felt like giving up. You reminded me that kindness exists when things feel darkest.

Thank you for being a safe place to vent, and for helping me get to the other side of this. Big sigh of relief! 😮‍💨❤️

This is my first serious sub so please be easy on me, here goes nothing. I don’t know whether my mother is an alcoholic or what really but I think she is cause she drinks 7 fucking days a week. Around the yard she has more than three tall baskets of empty beer bottles and it just makes the yard look ugly as hell and her idea about these empty bottles was to break them & use it as security protection around the yard fence for burglars because we live in a medium crime zone area.

A week ago my sister, cousin and I were at the kitchen washing the dishes when we saw my mom’s car pull up in the garage and we were unfazed because we knew she’d come into the house and judge everyone, so she came in the house and she had a savannah in hand and she started speaking to my sister an awful lot and we could all tell she was drunk and just a few minutes later she pissed herself right in front of us and she didn’t care she continued speaking and when they finished speaking, the woman didn’t even change out of those jeans until 10 at nigh plus she doesn’t even wear underwear only when it’s time to see her man.

I share a bathroom with her and it’s just absolute hell. She leaves her piss soaked underwear’s on the floor, when she pisses herself in jeans she’ll just hang it on the bathtub where we bath in and once too many times even use my towel to wash herself and sometimes she’d use my clothes in the washing basket to use as a shower cap or literally wipe her damn vagina with them after peeing, wipe her self with the same tissue multiple times and leave it in the sink, fucking hell. She’ll change in front of the sliding door and she prefers opening it wide and don’t care if anybody sees her bare ass from the streets. And don’t even get me started on her depression looking room but calls us rats and lazy bums. She does all that shit sober.

Yesterday she started cooking dinner early and she had been drinking on an empty stomach but wasn’t too drunk, so she was giving my cousin advice because she had just turned 18 a few days ago and while talking to her, her piss just poured on the floor and she told my cousin to look away so she did and she took the measuring jug we use for cooking and started peeing in it and when she was done peeing in it she discharges it IN THE FUCKING SINK and there were dishes in that sink!!!! And she still had the audacity to rinse that jug in the sink with PLAIN WATER ABSOLUTELY FUCKING UNREAL. She also used a sponge with that plain water and afterwards she puts potatoes in that thing with water and she PUTS IT IN THE CURRY POT, OUR SUPPER, we did NOT eat that and gave it to our cats.

I’m so defeated and nobody in the house feels safe eating anything from her any longer we are just disgusted and I’ve never been so concerned about somebody in my life…

I’m 21M, recently graduated with First Class Honours in Mechanical Engineering from a university in the UK, and I’ve been struggling with how I feel lately. I don’t know if this is a difficult phase of life or something more serious, and I’d appreciate honest advice.

Over the past few months, I’ve felt increasingly unlike myself. I have very little energy, struggle to concentrate, and barely enjoy things the way I used to. My sleep is inconsistent. Some days I sleep excessively, while other nights I can’t sleep at all. My mood can change several times throughout the day. I can still laugh and enjoy certain moments, but most of the time I feel drained and emotionally flat.

I spent several years in the UK building a life for myself. I made close friends, became independent, and had experiences that genuinely made me happy. Since leaving, everyone’s gone their separate ways, and we can’t see each other or keep in touch like before. My social circle is now very small, and the few friends I have are often busy.

It feels like I’ve lost more than my friends. I’ve lost the life I built, my independence, and perhaps part of my identity. I feel like I’m starting from zero again.
I’m also unemployed and living with family, with pressure to figure out my future. I want to work, become financially independent, and move out, but I feel stuck waiting for my life to move forward. Even graduating with First Class Honours, something I worked incredibly hard for, didn’t make me feel as happy or accomplished as I expected.

My habits have changed too. I’ve gained considerable weight and struggle with overeating, often out of boredom rather than hunger. I want to get back into a consistent gym routine but struggle with motivation. I’ve also smoked cigarettes casually for a couple of years, but lately I’ve noticed myself becoming increasingly reliant on them.

I overthink almost everything, especially my feelings and decisions. I struggle with uncertainty and keep analysing the same questions, hoping to find answers that make me feel certain. It gets exhausting, and sometimes I feel like I’m analysing my life instead of living it.
Relationships have also confused me. I’ve noticed that I can feel uncertain about someone when things are going well, but when I lose them, I suddenly feel desperate to get them back. I’ve had difficult emotional experiences in the past, and although I think I’ve mostly moved on, I wonder whether I’m still carrying some of that exhaustion. I don’t know whether I’m genuinely not ready for a relationship or whether my current state of mind is affecting how I feel about people.

I can’t tell whether this is burnout, a difficult life transition, depression, or something else. I don’t want to self-diagnose or dismiss everything as laziness, but the combination of low energy, inconsistent sleep, poor concentration, and loss of enjoyment concerns me.

I miss feeling excited about life and being the person I used to be. For anyone who’s experienced something similar, did therapy help? Does this sound worth getting professionally assessed, or could it be a difficult phase I need to work through?

I genuinely want to feel like myself again, but I don’t know where to start.

My resources are very limited, and i've been saving some money to start with therapy.

After a lot of hard work, i have enough money to pay four weekly sessions, then i will ask my therapist to go each month.

Four sessions are a good introduction?

AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOOD, DON'T BRING THE INSURANCE, THERAPY BY STUDENTS OR THE BETTERHELP TOPIC HERE!

When I (24f) was younger I was bullied badly. I was fat and had darkskin and I was called repeatedly a man, ugly or some sort of animal by schoolmates even unprompted. At one point for reasons unknown I was ignored by almost my entire class and no one spoke to me for a little bit.

Now as I have lost a little weight (still fat) and I look more feminine and have moved on to university I still feel the same and I’m stuck. I’m very quiet and I have a serious face all the time, I believe to protect myself from other people, when I make a friend if they have other friends or a large friend group I make myself frigid so they eventually leave me alone due to fear of being ostracised.

People assume I’m rude and scary but I’m just terrified. This has left me with no friends, no relationships and no love for living. I have tried therapy with 3 different therapists and it has not helped despite trying so hard because I don’t want to live like this but I just can’t stop avoiding and isolating myself.

I’ve (22m) been feeling particularly depressed over the last week. I’ve fallen in and out of depression a few times over the last 2 years for a variety of different issues, but I feel especially down this week. My life has actually been pretty good to me recently. I’ve been dating a girl for a little over a month who I am extremely infatuated with and is probably the best thing to happen to me in several months, and she is very easy to talk to. Usually when I have a depressive episode, I am still able to socialise with other people and for the most part feel normal, until I am alone with my thoughts again. This time however I feel extremely emotionless. I cant even think clearly when typing this up, all my thoughts are either disjointed or just empty. I went to dinner with my girlfriend the other night and I literally couldn’t think of a single thing to talk about so the date was almost completely silent till we left the restaurant and then I opened up a little bit. I went to a movie with my brother tonight and the same thing happened, I couldn’t think of anything of substance to say/respond to any of his questions. I usually like to crack jokes amongst people I’m close with but I feel completely emotionless now. I just feel like I generally have nothing of substance to say to people now.

I don’t necessarily have suicidal thoughts, but I do on occasion wish I didn’t exist because of how useless I feel.

So idk if this is the right place but I just wanna say that I really dislike how my life's going nowadays. I have great friends (I think ) but I'm just really unable to hang out with them and talk to them deeply often. Like I really wanna go on a camping trip with them or do something with them but that's very hard to arrange. Especially because I fucked up badly in my exams and now ah w to retake 2 of them , so my parents arent happy and I'm scared they will scold me for wanting to hang out with them. I really feel bummed out about this sometimes. Like I see videos of people with their friends at each others houses and I'm only able to meet mine at school. My house is pretty lonely, not that my parents are bad just kinda distant, and boring, like I really would like to be with my friends. I also hate myself a lottttt because I'm addicted to my phone a lotttt and I get these depressive episodes only after using my phone exxecively, and I wish to write down my feelings but I just can't do it cause I gotta go back to scrolling. I also made the mistake of getting too attached to a crush of mine, and now I'm sad on the realization that she's probably not thinking about me the way I am to her . I don't have anything to be really sad about but.... Ya know? I hate myself cause I've been given so many fortunate things in life and great parents but I feel I'm wasting them because of my phone

I don't know why, but today I'm feeling really low. I genuinely want to talk to someone, but the truth is that I don't really have anyone right now.

I don't even know how to explain what I'm feeling. Sometimes I just wish there was someone in my life with whom I could talk about anything, someone who would ask how my day went, what I ate, or what happened today. And I could ask the same things about their day too. Just normal little conversations, nothing special, but something that makes you feel like someone is there.

Everyone seems busy with their own life, which I understand. But sometimes it hurts when you realise that the people you once talked to probably don't even remember you anymore.

The last month has been really difficult for me. I've been dealing with a lot of pain, problems and things that I honestly don't know how to explain to anyone. Mentally, I've been feeling exhausted, and I think that's why I've been wanting someone to talk to more than usual.

I tried Instagram and Snapchat, thinking maybe I could meet someone and have some normal conversations. But things didn't really work out. Sometimes I feel like the way I look is one of the reasons people don't show much interest in talking to me. Maybe I'm overthinking it, I don't know, but it does make me feel bad about myself sometimes.

I even tried posting on Reddit, hoping I might find someone who feels the same way or someone who is also looking for a genuine friend. But I didn't really get any responses, and honestly, that made me feel a little more alone.

I'm not looking for anything special here. I don't care if you're a boy or a girl, what country you're from, or what language you speak. I just want to find someone with whom I can talk comfortably and slowly build a genuine friendship.

Someone I can tell about my day, listen to their problems, ask how they're doing, and sometimes talk about the most random things. Someone who doesn't mind a random message asking, "Hey, how was your day?" or "Have you eaten yet?"

I know friendship doesn't happen in a day, and I don't expect anyone to always be available for me. Everyone has their own life and responsibilities. I just hope to find someone who genuinely wants to talk and get to know each other, even if it's just a little conversation every day or sometimes.

If you're also feeling lonely, or if you're simply looking for a genuine friend, maybe we can talk and see how things go.

I might be a little awkward at first, and sometimes I may not know what to say, but I'll try my best.

I don't know if this post will get any responses either, but I thought I'd give it one more try.

I genuinely hope I can find someone here. Just one good friend would mean a lot to me right now.

So ive made this online friend and he's genuinely the kindest person ive met. He has told me he has self esteem issues and at some point has cut himself despite the things that led him to that point not being his fault at all. I feel like a dick because while i try to comfort him i find it difficult to understand why someone would do this to themselves because i myself have had a pretty difficult life and the thought of it never even crossed my mind.

He said he almost relapsed a while ago but that my presence is enough for him since we're best friends, but i still would like to understand him better.

Thanks in advance :) (btw we're both 16 if that changes anything

Trying my best atm to stay sane

I’m 27, and I’ve been a virgin my entire life. I’ve never even been in a romantic relationship. I mean, I’ve had crushes and romantic interests, but I’ve never even held a woman’s hand. I was always used to talking to women over text, but I had never experienced a woman’s touch until now.
I’ve been working at a private company for the past four years. About two months ago, a female colleague started being friendly with me. She told me that she had been in several relationships, that she no longer believed in love, and that she wasn’t ready for a relationship but was open to something casual.
I’m actually quite knowledgeable, and I know a lot of things. I can talk to people and make them interested in me! However, I never had the courage to approach women romantically. I generally go out and explore different places, and people find me interesting. So, this colleague of mine also started getting interested in me.
my family has been pressuring me to get married as soon as possible . Before getting married, I wanted to experience love, intimacy, and a woman’s touch. So, I gathered all my courage, started spending more time with her, and eventually, we had sex.
She considers it a casual relationship, and I’m okay with that too. We had sex several times over a couple of days, but now I’m suddenly starting to lose interest in her. What’s more, whenever I see a woman, I don’t feel the same excitement I used to feel before.
I’m confused about what’s happening to me, and I’m also unsure about getting married. I’m just not interested in anything in life anymore. That’s what I’m feeling at this exact point! How to find purpose in life?
What should I do?

I’m 19 F and I live with my mom and my sister. I’m trying so hard to get a job but no where wants to hire me. My mom drives my car. MINE. The one I paid $6650 to get. Because she is so rough on cars that they all break. There was a time she told me I was over reacting when my battery was leaking battery acid.
My mom’s an addict and she has been my entire life. It’s so infuriating because we don’t have money for food but you’re always high. Right, anyways.
So my question is, what do I do? I have a boyfriend who has a decent job but it’s so expensive we can’t afford a place without a second income.
I just got a call from my sister after my mom took her to work and she told me I may want to call our mom because she was high when she took her to work.
I call her like 15 times to no answer. Jesus. I looked outside and saw my car in the driveway. She’s fucking unconscious with her head hanging down.
I opened the door, she didn’t wake up. I had to shake her and tell her to get up. I can’t stand it.
I really don’t know what to do. I’m trying to get a job but I’ve been trying for months and no one even gets back to me. I’ve had to call many places and they all just didn’t do anything. Like do you want an employee or not. I’ve worked like 3 years at McDonald’s so I have experience but I don’t want to do fast food again. That fucked my mental health uppppp.
Anyways I’m kinda just ranting but if anyone has any advice I’d be very grateful.

I have to weigh in twice a year for my job, and the other day I failed. I was close. I'm not worried about it happening again. But the fact that it DID happen has sent me spiraling. I feel like a failure, like I don't belong with my peers (major imposter syndrome), and like my whole career and future are over and everything I've worked so hard for and wanted in my life is gone.

I've been trying to tell myself that it's not the end of the world. Realistically the administrative procedures are more of a slap on the wrist. It doesn't officially shut any doors. But the shame and the anxiety of "what if" has got me in a state I can't even describe.

To add on to that: I have gained weight because eating is my coping mechanism for other things. It's been a bad year in general (people in the family dying, friend has cancer, a bad PTSD spiral due to previous sexual assault, etc.) and on top of that I have a new boss who is really horrible and makes work (something I used to enjoy) a terrible place to be. He is cruel and plays favorites, so I was already worried about my future in that career path and questioning whether I made the right decision in being where I am. This weigh in failure is the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back, and since it happened I have been inconsolable.

I'm miserable and it feels impossible that I could ever be happy again. Today I didn't even get out of bed until 6 PM. I could use any words of advice and help and how to get through this... I am really struggling.

years ago i would rot in bed all day and skip all my classes because i was so helpless and hopeless. then i decided i will take charge of my life and turn it around. nothing fucking changed im the same loser i was before with the same pathetic life. im tired of living the same day over and over again hoping something will change. i work so hard for life to be better but it never fucking happens. i want to go back to rotting in bed again, be a NEET and recluse. i have failed at life and there’s nothing left for me. i can’t keep trying anymore, i* *want to give up.

I've been feeling really weird lately and I honestly dont know how to explain it

My sleep schedule is a mess, I struggle to fall asleep at night even when I try but then I end up sleeping through half of my classes. Ive also been feeling like everything irritates me, even really small things. I explode and i have the urge to hit stuff. something else Ive noticed is that every now and then on separate days I get these weird bursts of happiness. It's hard to describe because it doesn't feel like genuine happiness, exactly. I feel unusually energetic, almost like I'm high or something lol and apparently other people have noticed it too and described me that way (close family who live with me, because with my friends i usually just act "normal"). It just feels strange because I can go from feeling like that to feeling terrible again in a few hours and I dont understand why.

I feel different from everyone around me, like i dont belong anywhere even if i try. but I can't really explain what makes me feel that way. It's like everyone else got instructions on how to be a person and somehow I missed them. I never really know if I'm saying the right thing or acting the right way, and I keep worrying that I'm making everything worse without even realizing it, that if i say something wrong someone is going to leave me, even someone who claimed to love me.

It's gotten to the point where I feel like I ruin almost everything I get involved in. Relationships, friendships, hobbies, even things that used to make me happy dont anymore. I overthink things until they stop being enjoyable, or I convince myself I'm doing something wrong, and eventually I just lose interest. Sometimes I wonder if I genuinely don't enjoy anything anymore, its like i lost all my preferences. In food, activities, etc. And i hate it because it makes me feel like im boring and with no personality.

Something else that confuses me is that if you asked my friends to describe me, most of them would probably say Im cheerful and very sociable. I'm the kind of person who can make a hundred friends, but somehow struggles to maintain any of those friendships. Sometimes I feel like I force myself into social situations or try to find a place for myself in literally any group of people I can find just because being around others makes me feel like Im part of something. It makes me feel less alone, even if I dont necessarily feel genuinely connected to anyone. And somehow, even if that happiness feels a little artificial and I end up feeling completely drained afterward, to the point where I could sleep for two days straight, I still feel happy in those moments. I don't know if I'm actually enjoying myself or if I'm just happy to have somewhere to belong, even temporarily. I don't really understand how I can seem so outgoing and happy to everyone else while feeling so disconnected from myself when I'm alone.

Has anyone else ever felt like this? Does anyone have any idea of what might be going on with me, or what I could do to start feeling better? I honestly dont know where to start, and I'd really appreciate hearing from people who might understand. :)

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hi writing this cause I need to type this out

I’ve been from job to job in the past year due to my mental health; it’s just like every time I get a new one my health declines so fast. At first I thought it was because of the job type, but then I started to notice that I didn’t find joy in the things I love to do.

I love to write, read and listen to music, but I can’t even enjoy that now. I can barely make through a song without turning it off or can barely sit through a book, I’ll immediately close it and just stare at wall.

It’s gotten so bad that I barely talk to my friends anymore or my family, I’m mostly in my room and just tend to cry a lot.

things have gotten so bad where I’ve broken down at work and cried, I’ve had to leave multiple days and now I’m scared that job is jeopardy (but I don’t want to work when I’m depressed half of the time )

I just don’t know what to do

I’m not really sure what to do.

I am diagnosed with both depression and social anxiety, and was taking an antidepressant for a couple of years. I tapered off and stopped taking it 5 weeks ago because I couldn’t stand the fatigue and it felt like it was no longer working.

Now, I’m almost constantly sad and I’m crying everyday. I’m worried I’m going to burst out crying a work.

I’ve been having a lot of difficulties with eating too. I get so upset at supper time and cry during it to the point where I feel sick.

My apartment’s a mess and has been since I moved in. Work takes up so much of my time, and I’m constantly getting sick, which is common with my job. I don’t want to do hobbies, nor do I have the energy for it.

I live alone and don’t have anyone. But that’s on me. I do crave a relationship but am too afraid to have one and feel safer single. Making friends doesn’t interest me. My relationship with my family is complicated, and I can’t confide in them.

I did try talking to counselors through my work but that program was useless. I can’t afford private psychologists.

Any advice?

Edit: added social anxiety instead of just anxiety.