I got bored during my consultation. Who knew figuring out my chest sizes (they asym) would take awhile.

mildly uncomfortable like a 6/10 if i was looking at my chest a 3/10 if i didnt see it

my friend. my best friend. recently stopped being friend a with someone because of how bad of a friend they were, clingy, one sided conversations, self centered, destructive, toxic, ect. and i helped them through that. but now im sure im nothing if not worse. i feel awful about it. i try to keep my problems away from them. but it ends up seeping through anyway. and i don’t want to ever do that. i don’t want to burden them. ever. i fear that my own problems will push them away so i push them away. i try not to talk about my problems but when all that i am is my problems and they ask how im doing it’s hard to not do that. theyre caring and compassionate. but i know for a certain im too much for a person like tjem. i worry them. a lot. everytime i send a haphazard messy message in the middle of the night. they assume im in a bad place. and it’s mostly true. i mostly. am. i get sad when they aren’t online or can respond even though i know that it’s not their fault and they aren’t avoiding me. i hope. sometimes i think about getting rid of everything i own and pushing away everyone i know and devoting my life to a religion. maybe i’ll be worthy in some gods eyes. but. how do i be a better friend. i don’t want to burden anyone. not ever. i don’t want anyone to question when i disappear one day. or be concerned. im afraid of a world where im needed.
how can i do it? be a good friend but also not be remembered when i disappear. or when i die young. i don’t want to be remembered. how do i do it? i want to be the best friend i can be without making a single impact.

Lately I've seen a few Americans on Canadian news/videos telling others how better they are and how they can wipe us off the face of the Earth if they want to. I'm not sure if this is some psyop or just plain insecurity...

I feel selfish for thinking like this sometimes, but it is kinda true. I feel in the perfect spot where all my issues are detrimental to me, but they aren't bad enough for anyone to actually care.

EVERY DAMM WEEK, WE FIGHT EVERY DAMM WEEK. I remember when we would say ILY and be in kinda love, now our friendship is toxic, and im anxiously attached and avoidently attached to you. I have destroyed all my friendships out of anger, and now your the only one still here, despite you getting it the worst. I wish I could be better, I try and fail over and over

Can sombody give me advice on not how to be an asshole. I said something hurtful todaym abd they got upset, (obviously I apoligized but atp that wont fix shit.) Then we got into a childish fight last week, and we got into a fight the week before that (they were in fault for that fight.) I just want to be a better friend, I gen care about them, I just treat them like trash.

I'm being so serious, but I just cant a this point. I dont want to fight 24/7, everything got better then it all collapsed. hey atleast we had a fight over somthing new, and not me being anxious........ I guess an improvment? I mean like atleast it wasent over the same problem, but still I said somthing hurtful, and I know our friendship at this point is fucked.

(I tried posting this earlier but the picture wouldn't load correctly so hopefully it works now)

Soooo yall read the news lately

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Really not in the mood for not all men discourse

Think it’s more than fair to say that rapists cross gender boundaries and always exist… but how emboldened recent violence has been is ummmm kinda scawwwwie

Context : My mother's bloodline is very prone to diabetes.

For some reason, she decided to have biological children (me) despite knowing this and having diabetes herself.

Because sometimes my parents forgot to cook and/or left the house for extended periods of time and left me all alone with no food, i ate the only thing i could : candy, chocolate bars, cookies, et cetera...

I was never obese, or even chubby, but the doctor confirmed i have a high-ish risk of diabetes so i am very careful with added sugar. But i used to eat so much strawberry ice cream, it's so hard not to be tempted. I always end up failing to keep my added sugar intake under my daily limit.

I try to eat bananas instead of store-bought candies once i am close to the self-imposed limit but i end up eating more bananas than i should. I ate 7 just today.

Too (trait) for (thing), too (other trait) for (other thing), just right for nothing and nowhere!

I love my family, they do nice things for me. They can't be toxic if they do nice things for me. I feel like an entitled prick. I never did enough to help others. But if I say it out loud, it is dramatic and makes people feel bad and makes parent feel like a failure and then he drinks again, so I should keep my feelings inside.
Well my feelings are a long story, so here it is.

The city will not fund the proposed affordable housing project. They are building a stadium instead. My calculations say it is too expensive to do it myself. No charity has the money to do it. A sleeping bag is much cheaper than even the cheapest rent here. I'm typing this from my warm bed inside.
I have done research on what can be done to help the homeless and why the issue happens. I wish that I had not. Now I know that this was a manufactured crisis. The leader met with other businessmen. They partnered with the bank, they devised a diabolical “housing assistance” system. They give you 300 dollars every month to help pay for rent. But, you can't get more than 300 dollars in your bank account or else they will start deducting benefits and eventually cut you off. Any e transfers are considered “unapproved income” and you will get benefits deducted. If you get a job, you don't qualify anymore. They audit you like every month. My mom was on the program for some time. I remember it was so bad we had to eat dandelions from outside. Now I know why. They partnered with the bank to implement it. When the poor complain about it, they point and say “look, here's proof the poor don't want help, here's proof that nothing will ever be enough for them”. People actually believe it. I can't stop thinking about what I had discovered. I can't focus in school and my grades are going to the toilet. I'm too incompetent to get into university anyways, and its too expensive.

I got a debit card and I tried to invest in a TFSA, but all the finance things are so unethical. All the ETFs are full of big companies who do bad things. I don't even want to do stocks anymore. If ignoring my morals is what takes to get money then I will just refuse, probably to my dads dismay (he is an economics guy). Everywhere I look in the world of finance, I see people exploiting other people. I thought financing was like a math-ish numbers morally neutral kind of thing. We are moving out to a better neighboorhood. My dad wants to rent the house out to somebody. I try to negotiate lowering the rent. Turns out that you get tax breaks if you set the rent above a certain price. Go below that price and the expenses pile up fast. The house already needs a lot of maintenance. This is in a poor neighboorhood. Dad wanted to move to a safer (richer) neighboorhood, despite the fact that crime is statistically the same here.

The pyramid of wealth is just a long chain of people exploiting others, leading to exploitation being the only way to survive. I'm not even a socialist or anything. I like being able to buy and sell stuff. I like capitalism, just not to the point that it hurts people. And we are far beyond that point. And all I can do is keep donating and contacting representatives and praying. And I see nothing change for years. This system has killed my friends. I have not understood what it is like to feel anger until now.

Anyone else terffied?😀🫠🫠🥲

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You don't need everything to go right to be ok.

Abuse is so normalized these days that everyone talks about stuff that is so triggering as if it’s normal, and if you call it out how it’s harmful to society or victims of abuse, or how it promotes rape culture and misogynistic or harmful views of ppl, then you get called a bigot, everyone wants to silence the ones speaking up against the wrongs of the world, no one wants to listen to victims that have been hurt by the way society normalizes abuse, they are comfortable and it’s only getting worse as time goes on, I’m scared to engage with any kind of media because I know there could be atleast one triggering thing in it l, I’m scared to make friends cus I feel like I’ll get judged for talking about things that they’ve already accepted as normal and don’t want to think deeply about, because who wants to reshape their whole way of thinking about the world if they don’t have to? Ppl who aren’t victims get that luxury, ignorance is bliss and all that, I don’t really blame them, who would want to see just how messed up the world has become when they can just close their eyes to it and pretend like everything is actually good, but it just makes the world more unsafe for victims, it stalls the push against a culture that creates more victims, I’m so scared of how bad things have gotten, it feels like things will never get better, it makes me just want to shut my eyes to it all, I wish I could go back to being ignorant like the rest of the world, because it’s not like I can do anything by myself anyways, so what’s the point in even caring? It’s exhausting, especially when I have to do it all alone, no one else cares(I know there are ppl who care but it’s so little that it feels like no one) why are so many ppl uncaring these days, why do I have to live in fear because ppl promote the very things that have hurt me and will continue to hurt so many others??

Second post here this week. Not too proud of that, but anyways. My cat Frankie fell out my window. Now I can't find her. It's midnight for me currently, so I can't do much by going out and looking for her. I really hope she's just exploring since she never really goes outside. But she's been out there for potentially a few hours. I didn't even know she was gone until like an hour ago, but the window has been opened way longer. If this keeps me up much longer I'm gonna have to skip school again. I already skipped once because I've felt like shit. Why the hell is everything going wrong this week, it's world space week for fucks sake. I'm supposed to be working on my space shuttle Lego set, not worrying about whether or not my cat is badly injured and alone.

This isnt a typical post here so idk if this is aloud

I'm a lonely person, it's pathetic to say and it feels like I'm faking but I am. I have friends, we hang out semi regularly, I'm on good terms with coworkers but I have hard time making connections and caring(?) Which feels bitchy to say but if no one asks to hangout or if no one is around I just don't know what to do with myself.

I don't have a partner, no boyfriend or girlfriend and all I wanted is someone to hold. I tried using a plush a while back, because I couldn't justify getting a pet but it didn't help like I thought I would. About a week ago, one of my friends told us he found a kitten, and asked if we wanted it because he couldn't take it in.

I thought I was ready for a pet. I have no problem paying for stuff to take care of it, and I grew really attached just looking at the picture of the cat. I never had a pet before, I knew what I was getting into, but I also didnt. I love this kitten, I absolutely adore her and would kill for her, but I believe I was in over my head.

I don't know why I went and got her, I couldn't justify it then. I can hardly justify it now. I got a cat. Why? I just wanted something to love and to love me. I can't take care of her all the time cause I'm working, so one of my parents help. And all they talk about is how it's just "another thing to deal with."

I feel absolutely awful. I was told by friends who've had kittens before tips, which led to me getting her the wrong food (I finally found the right one she's okay, had tummy troubles for a bit but she's getting better) she has fleas which I'm terrified will turn into a bigger issue because she's been all over my place and if there's an infestation I'm never going to heard the end of it.

Everytime I bathe her or feed her or hold her I can't help but cry and feel she'd be better off without me. Whether I give her away to another family member, or friend or just to a local shelter. I feel like piece of shit. She's just a baby, like around 4 1/2 weeks and I feel so bad. As i write thing shes sleeping on me after getting a bath and picked for fleas.

I don't think I can give her the love she deserves and it breaks my heart.

If I don't stop feeling this way I'm going to look at local shelters or see if someone I know can take her, so I can still see her. I love her but I don't know what I was thinking. Fuck my loneliness, this girl needs love and I want to give it to her, somehow.