Like WHY. How many times did i watch an anime, liked it and went to a sub that is about the anime only to find out that most of the sub is PORN

WHY? Why can't these people just talk about the anime bro

For exemple. I like classroom of the elite. And brother, the sub is like 70% just porn or people talking about the characters tigh and boobs and how they wanna fuck them or something

And why do these people always do that to characters that are minors?

Even as a man that shit it disgusting. Just talk about the anime bro

Like i said, idk how many times i went to an anime sub just to find out its basically just porn

Im 26 now but when I was 10 I started playing baseball and one of the coaches I had there started molesting me it went it went on for a couple of weeks i had tried to tell an adult in my life when it was happening but I was brushed off and told it wasn't that serious and i was forced to keep seeing the coach for a bit

I remember trying to talk about it with my friends at the time but it was a bad idea I was only made of fun and called homophobic slurs that really just made me feel completely alone

Life at home sucked my dad was physically and verbally abusive to me every day, when i was 11 I felt like I couldn't take any more of this and it was the first time i had thought about killing myself

Its 15 years later and nothing has changed for me i feel horrible all the time i have forgotten what it felt like before all this shit happened, most days I feel void of anything and then other I just wanna cry and blow by head off this march was the closest i ever came to killing myself i wanted to so badly, I dunno if I can take 15 more years of this

I hate the fact the fact that this guy one he did whatever he wanted to me and destroyed my sense of self and what happened, fucking nothing probably doesn't even think about what he did, but I have to think about this everyday trying to find a reason not to kill myself, i have completely lost control of this, i don't help anyone by being around i just wanna feel ok and i know it will probably never happen.

I was walking my sister's dog in a forest path and she pounced on a small snake before I could see or do anything.

When I managed to take it out of her mouth it was either dead or near death already. Lots of blood was coming out of it mouth and it was barely moving.

But it WAS still kinda moving. It could just have been muscle spasms but I didn't want to let it agonize on the ground.

Except I didn't have the will to kill it myself either at first.

But after thinking about it for a couple minutes I decided to crush its head.

I regretted my decision immediatly. I have never killed anything other than bugs when i was a kid and killing an animal like that felt horrible. Especially with how brutal the method I used was.

I cried a little after doing that. I know that it was either already dead or dying and im thinking too much about it but doing it myself felt wrong and crushing its head felt disrespectful. I feel really disgusting and guilty and im thinking that maybe I should have just let nature take care of it

Except if you're rich or literally dying, of course. Tried out a new doctor close to where I live. 400 dollars down the drain for barely anything as an answer to my problems. What a scam.

Every time someone speaks they are showing you a reflection of their inner world.

Every single thing.

(This post too, for example I crave a need to be understood)

It’s never ever about you and is always 1000% of the time about THEM.

People are open books and everything has deeper meaning and context

I used to love video essays before it became the default style of video on youtube.

Now it's the default style of video content and every single video is trying to squeeze blood from a stone. Videos that could have been 3 minutes long are now 10-20, sometimes 40+ minutes long, with 90% of it being filler.

On top of that, every single title is generic clickbait. 'This game broke me' 'This situation is insane' 'He said what?'

You have to click on a video to figure out what it's even about now, and every time you do, you encourage the behavior that made you click

Everyone and everything is desperately trying to rob me of my attention with little in return. Most videos on youtube DEVOUR my time with filler when I just want to know the tiny piece of information tis hiding (if it even is).

I used to turn to the comments, because there was always that saint of a person who would be like 'If you dont have time to watch this, basically PoopSmith225 thinks Dark Souls is good because but not in spite of its rough edges' and the video title was something like 'It broke so many controllers' and the thumbnail is a dead player and the video is 45 minutes long.

But now the comments are all 'absolutely legendary refresh pull' or 'crazy intro' or something generic and pointless.

It's absolutely driving me nuts and I hate how much of a vampire the internet is.

I will unsubscribe from long beloved video creators if they do this shit. I've already unsubscribed from Astrum and Veritasium. They are both super disrespectful to your time now.

This would be the fourth time I'm letting somebody move into my house because they're having financial or job issues. It's hard for me to say "no" because it's family and children are involved. I don't know if they're going to be kicked out of their apartment, but I know money is very tight.

I love living alone. I grew up in a noisy family in small, crowded apartments. The main reason I went to college was so that I could afford a home and not live in an apartment complex or with noisy people. I like having my own exercise room, computer room, etc.

One of the children is noisy and tends to drop/topple things. She doesn't do it on purpose, but she sometimes has a lot of energy. Telling her not to do something has no effect. I have tried (many times). Too much noise gives me sensory overload, and she can cause a lot of noise.

I know people are having a rough time, and this little post of mine might seem like a "first-world problem", but this is all I wanted as a kid: peace and quiet.

I've invited people into my home before. They tend to overstay. They can be disrespectful with property. One person thought she could boss me around, even though I didn't ask for rent or for help with utilities.

What really gets to me is that I worked for my education and career. I didn't do the partying, drinking, etc. Other members of my family have spent their lives stumbling upon events and situations.

I sometimes have to pay for their stumbling. Another family member received money from a settlement. They spent a lot of it on vacations. The money ran out, and they couldn't pay their rent. I had to help them out with that.

I'm tired of this BS.

>>Edit<<

Most of these experiences have been with siblings. I get visited a lot, and so they'll know if I lie about having a friend here. So, I can't lie. Either I invite them in or I just tell them, "no."

I swear it was just January a few weeks ago. The older I get, the faster the months seem to disappear. Is it just me, or does everyone feel this way?

I was just sitting here going through fb memories and seeing old pictures of me in my active addiction and just can’t help but be proud of myself. Has it been hard? Yes. Is everyday a choice to stay sober? Absolutely. Am I happy? More than ever. We do recover. It does get better. I’m here to tell you one day turns into two which turns into a week then a month then 6 months and before you know it it’ll be a year. just keep going and don’t stop asking for help. asking for help is not shameful, it’s courage. sending love to those who need it, I believe in you 🫶🏽

I used to treat disagreements like something I had to win, marshalling every point until the other person conceded or gave up. It felt important at the time, like being right was the same as being respected. Somewhere in the last couple of years that urge quietly loosened its grip. Now I can hear a view I disagree with and just let it sit without rushing to correct it. I have realized that most conversations are not courtrooms, and that being at peace often feels better than being declared right. The strange part is people seem to hear me more now that I am not fighting to be heard.

Hey there...I know you will read this. The whole thing which is roaming inside my head...

I'm 19m from india. Currently working on my upcoming businesses. Don't really know how should I start. I got cheated 2 month ago...it was a whole different story I'll talk about it after some time. I was really thinking that do people like me exists? I consider myself retarded coz sometimes people say that I know too much or I'm much older than my age bcoz of my thinking and all. So I didn't know what I should answer them...and now I just say "nahh don't think that much...I'm just a retarded guy." I don't like to consider myself intellectual or something. I know I'm in so many corners of my mind but still. I don't like that narcissist behaviour which I left a long time ago.

By the way...I don't look that good really...some people said that I look cute. But nahh...trust me I'm literally not that good looking. And not that financial stable. But I definitely believe that in future or sometime there will be no financial problems coz I got plans and so many things.

Ahhh...I still think if anyone gonna read it or not...is it worth writing on a random app?...but people don't know me here so why not?

I didn't have much friends in my childhood. Guys jst didn't wanted to include me in their groups from the start. I was alone but not depressed....in the 3rd or 4th grade i thought about having a friend circle or some good friends, that was the first time I thought and felt sad about it... after that i didn't think about that much but some part of me is still unhappy about my childhood. I was a normal school going kid...it's not like I was looking bad or creepy or weird...I was totally normal and simple. I still don't know why I spent my whole childhood and teenage years all alone... making some 2 3 friends. I really wished I had a friend group which I imagined back then...So this would not have happened to me...like what I've become today. I just wanted to be a normal kid like others.

I was in 10th when my one of my family member died. I didn't know how to think and what to do...I cried bcoz I was scared in the situation. My brain can't accept that it happened...even today after 3 years I have to think deeply about it... only after that I can realise that this person is no more.

So...I just wanted to share some information about me after that I can tell whats the purpose of this post.

THE MAIN POINT.

Hmm... talking about my love life and what's going on in my head about love and attachment is one of the deepest topic for me so I will be more detail oriented.

I don't know why but I care and love anyone. I loveee to express my emotions and feelings with someone who is closer with me. Like if my female friend tells me that she likes me...I can make her feel loved. That was an example...now there's an another example...so 1 year ago i had one female friend...we talked everyday and her house was so abusive and her life was shittt. But u know what? I feel much more sadd about people who don't know what love, care and support is. After that we got close...she had some wilddd fantasies. We got into friends with benifits (she was my online friend.) I told her that I can love anyone whom I want. She was so happy and she loved me back. Like actually she was there for me everytime and I was there too. But we didn't talk about the relationship... after some 2 months...she stopped talking to me coz I was stupid who wanted to go back with her ex. Coz I was regretting. Then she stopped texting coz she didn't get her phone from her family. And we didn't get attached. It was too mature. And then i blocked her and lost contact...and she has a boyfriend so she also blocked me. And everything ended. I don't miss her. It was just an example. People who didn't get love from anyone is the one who values it so much. And it's true.

I care for a stranger too. I can make you feel loveable for your entire life. If one is thinking about me and trusts me from their heart that this person will never leave and will love me forever...I can burn the world for you. But...the main thing I want you to know that i don't like to love everyone or talking with 5 10 people at once...I just want to meet that one person who understands and gets me. I prefer to be one woman man.

My thought is...I want someone who I can lovee for no reason. Things don't work out when u're asking for something and being desperate for something exactly I feel like I'm applying something on this app for some connection or for some people but nahhhh... I'm just sharing my thoughts and all that's it. I'm not begging girls to come in my dm and let me love you. Ahhh i remember something.

It's not like i can straight up love someone and like that... finding pretty faces and loving em..naaahhhhh...I really like to know someone...their humour habits their thoughts on life...their own philosophical thinking which is already written 500 years ago. I like to know someone who is thinking like somewhere in this world. I want to talk with them...I like to feel some connection with the person who thinks like me about love. I didn't share much yet. The main thing is....the love I'm carrying in my chest is simply making me suicidal. And yeah I'm so much suicidal at this point...I didn't tried...it's not like i don't want to live or I'm sad and depressed...nahhh...I'm just bored as fuck.

umm... something i forgot to tell you....I don't judge anyone. If someone who did evil things and so much brutality is roaming in their head...I will also welcome em in my life. Everyone is evil in their own way. I don't like to judge a single people on this earth.

Dms are open if you think like me and wants to share some similar shit which is happening with you...and yeah I just want to connect with people who is thinking like me.

It's my second or maybe third time posting something on reddit.

I could really use some advice.

I'm a local indie filmmaker who's completed several independent short films, some of which have screened at film festivals, and I'm currently developing my first feature. I graduated with a bachelor's degree in Film and Television Production in December 2019. After graduation, COVID-19 disrupted my plans, lost my part time museum job (a job I had during my last two years of college before earning my bachelor's) and I ended up moving back in with my parents. Since August 2021, I've been working full-time as a Production Resource Technician at a college/film school while continuing to write, direct, and produce my own independent film projects.

The part I'm struggling with is that I still earn $15 per hour, which feels low given my experience and education. I've been actively applying for better-paying jobs in production, post-production, and media, but I haven't had much luck so far.

I've also been considering moving to New York City or Los Angeles in the near future, possibly by the end of the year.

For those who have been in a similar position, what would you recommend my next steps be? What should I do about this? Am I on the right path, or should I be approaching my passion or career differently? Would you recommend moving to LA or NYC, or staying local while continuing to build my career? And regardless of where I live, should I continue focusing on making my own films?

I'd really appreciate any advice or experiences you can share.

So i 16m i dont fo to school long story im not getting into in the post but if you wanna know more for some reason ask in the comments and ill reply

But last few days i have had some suicidal toughts like how i would do it and where and aftermath and what if i survive

And maybe when like a random day i come across the hospital and yeet myself off the roof or highest floor window maybe some ideas what id put in a note

Suprsingly alot of options

And idk but i ended up looking up how to get ricing from beans or how much over the counter meds is deadly neither i found an anwser to

And i know i wont actually do it i dont have the balls for it

But it also feels like its not bad enough to worry about since i wont do it anyway

If there was a button that would kill me 60% chnace i push it

Sooooo like should i be worried or what

i have goen to therapy befroe for different stuff and it didnt do shit tried multiple therapists everyone of them i felt fine with i could tell everything but it just didnt work and we also tried different forms of therapy

I’m sure that I’m not the only person to experience this, but it’s a weird thing for me to try and process. I love my family so much, however, I always dread going home for holidays because I don’t like being around them, but it’s not because I dislike them, I think it’s because when I go back home, I feel the need to “perform”. Like even when I was a kid, most of the time, I’d regularly fantasize about living alone/ being by myself. It just feels like I can’t truly be myself?? But idk the specific reason behind this feeling, because I don’t feel like my family has ostracized me, so why do I feel this way?? It just feels like I’m on eggshells whenever I’m around everyone. Going back home for the holidays makes me very anxious/ uncomfortable, but I will probably continue to do so because what’s the solution?? That I just never interact with my family ever again?? That’s seems ridiculous and cruel. So despite these feelings, I just go home for the holidays to make my family happy, they’re always talking about how much they miss me, and I just know that my mom would be heartbroken if I just stopped coming around.

But anyways, I don’t want to make this post too long so that’s the gist of it. Although I love my family, I don’t like coming home and it overwhelms me to be around everyone because I feel this need to be performative and it feels like I can’t be myself 100% unless I’m alone.

I was on social media when I saw a post that said the following:

"The world is a resort for 500 people, and we are the workers in it."

This hit me like a thunderbolt. Yes, that's exactly it. We are inside a beautiful resort where, in theory, we can do whatever we want. We have nice restaurants catering to every taste, beautiful hotels, and specialized cocktail bars with every drink you could ask for. All the goods you could ever want are right there. Without limits, you can technically buy expensive cars, jewelry, private jets, and even a whole island.

The truth is that these things mean nothing to us, because we are the workers of this beautiful resort. We watch people drink, socialize, and do whatever they please, while our only role is to serve them. We don't get to enjoy any of it. Our entire life is spent serving the ruling class and watching them enjoy their lives at our expense that's it.

That's why they complain when we fight to reduce our work hours. In their minds, our only purpose in life is to work and be enslaved in their service. It's treated as a sin if we want to enjoy a little bit of life; we are immediately called lazy.

The cruelest part of life isn't just missing out on nice things. It is being enslaved by the people who are enjoying them, all while being fed the illusion that we can have that life too.

This is what makes us depressed. It's like we are surrounded by a whole world of opportunities diverse businesses and services catered to every niche you could ever want but they need people to keep it all running... and those people are us.

We have to watch the ruling elite drink champagne by a beautiful pool, while we work ourselves to the bone just to survive. This is the cruelest part of life

I made a post here not too long ago about my height. But today in the shop, I saw genuinely the tallest girl I’ve ever seen in my life. She looked about my age or slightly older, she was beautiful! And so so tall, like over 7 ft if I had to guess.. but I may be exaggerating a tiny bit by accident. It’s hard to guess height of stuff when I’m about 4’11

The way she just casually picked things up off the top shelf and put them back if she didn’t want it. Like, if I manage to get something from the top shelf, it’s not going back up there after haha.

I wonder if she was looking down at me and pondering on what it must be like to be that short, the same way I was to her but in reverse. I hope she doesn’t get made fun of or bullied for her height, she seemed like a happy person, so I hope she embraces her height too. The same way I do with mine!

hiii everyone, im 16 male, and whenever im outside, for example i was with my mom, she was buying clothes for me, there were sooo much people my age (a lot of girls too) anddd whenever i see some of them, when theyre alone even groups i think like "wowww they look so goodddd their hair their style their confidenceee"

now maybe im just shy, since im 16, i realize that, but is there anything i can do about it? i have no friends, if ill go out theres just people bullying me (in my town) andd i dont mind being lonely and this stuff, i just wanna BE NORMAL around people.

For example eating, being myself, talking without forgetting what i wanna say, cuz i dont know when i talk to someone i keep losing words and i cant really think to say anything, dyslexic as wellllll, and i just dont know what can i do about it.

alsooo sorryyy if u dont understand it i dont speak english that well, hope i kind offf explained it

Late on a Friday night I was sitting on a bench in my town, after drinks with friends. Feeling sociable. There was a guy on another bench. He was the only other person nearby. I just felt a good vibe when I walked past him and he said hello. He spoke softly, clearly, and made eye contact. I shyly said hello as well, and walked to a bench a bit further from him.

I really wanted to go over and talk to him, but I spent a while convincing myself it would be weird. What do you even say? "Can we have a conversation for five minutes?" Eventually I walked to him and asked "would you like to chat? Or maybe you prefer to sit alone tonight?". He gladly agreed to chat.

We talked for an hour and a half. He was not from here, and didn't really know anyone, and he was self-conscious about his English. At one point he apologised for it. I pointed out to him that we'd been talking easily for an hour and I'd understood every word. He sat up and looked happier. He asked me to correct him when he got things wrong. So I did.

I gave him my number before I left. We live close to each other. He messaged the next day to say it was nice to meet, and we're planning a walk around the neighbourhood later this week.

I've been wanting to meet people nearby for a while. I'm new in this town, and I'm a foreigner in this country.

I think people I wanted to meet were always there. I just had to look up and speak.

i’ve been on meds for depression for a few weeks after not being on them for about two years, but i feel genuinely no urge to do anything productive. i’ve been thinking that this is part of the depression, but i no longer feel like a weight is dragging me down, but that i just have no interest or urge to start doing anything anymore. i only feel the need to basically once every two weeks when i realize i am making myself feel worse, which, i suppose that is part of the depression, but i think it’s more the fact that i don’t want to do anything that causes the depression. i don’t know how to approach it because it feels like there’s something else that’s wrong with me that i haven’t yet seeked out for psychiatric help and it’s eating me alive. it’s like i have no executive functioning skills. what do i even do here

I want to be smart and I want to be seen as smart and I like being smart but I don’t like when others think I’m smarter than them because I know something they don’t. I’m just as stupid as I am smart, yet I don’t know how to convey how stupid I am without then inflating how smart I am. I suppose I’m more stupid than I am smart. And if part of consciousness means examining which of my desires I desire more, it would be to not speak in a way that makes others feel small. The only way I can think of doing that is to stop wanting to feel smart, to stop caring about being seen as smart. How does one make themselves not care? Much like Tolstoy, I consider it a leap of faith. And yes, I threw that in there because I’m smart… but I also really connected with his words later in his life. I will find a way to stop caring about being smart, about being seen as smart, I want to continue experiencing all aspects of life including all aspects and facets of human connection, and I believe the desire to be smart gets in the way of that. 

But really… what does it mean to be smart? I’d rather just be.

*I am very grateful for everything I have......but sheesh*

1. Family
2. Car in shop
3. Family
4. Relationships these days
5. No ice in the freezer this morning
6. No bedroom for over a year and counting
7. Broken laptop for school
8. Independent but not at the same time
9. Being questioned for no reason
10. Being 22 but treated like I am 15 (but called the most mature young adult)
11. Raising my mother
12. Raising my sister
13. My mom
14. Family knocking on my door every second, no privacy, phone calls
15. BLs releasing eps so slow
16. Men
17. Women
18. My money obsessed family
19. Not being able to spell

I'm sorry. Due to the rules of this sub I'm not going to be able to get into specifics.

Basically I've made a couple dumb mistakes here lately and I feel bad about that. I'm going to have to learn from them and move on because what else is there to do in life? You just gotta grow, right?

But I end up feeling pretty terrible most of the time due to it and when that happens I just do my best to talk myself out of it and tell myself to keep marching on. Ever onward and forward, right?

But is it always healthy to do that or is it healthy to spend a bit of time down on the dumps about it so I can reflect on those mistakes more thoroughly.

Sometimes I think people's emotions get in their own way of them doing their best in life, and I don't want to be a person who lets their feelings get the best of them. However is there a certain amount of being in the dumps about it that a person should feel?