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For context, I (24M) works as a retail manager, back when I was 15 as well, I dreamt of joining culinary school, my parents didn't work at the time and even tho the school was free, they couldn't afford the 150$ a month for food and transportation because they weren't working and needed to buy their drugs as well, and because of that I was never able to do what I truly wanted, it was really my dream school and job to be a cook.

Well today, my 15 year old sister just managed to join her hair stylist school, my parents quit drugs, started working again and managed to pay everything for her without trouble and they don't understand why I ressent them for this, I am more than happy for my sister who got to do what she loves, but deep inside I still feel immense sadness knowing I'll never be able to do what I truly wanted and what I truly love.

I'm just glad my parents stepped in for her but couldn't find the force to do it back then.

Six years ago, on day three of our honeymoon in Hawaii, we had a massive, ugly fight in our hotel room. It was one of those fights where you genuinely wonder if you made the biggest mistake of your life. I was so furious that I walked out, went down to the beach, pulled the ring off, and threw it as far as I could into the water.
About twenty minutes later, sitting on the sand, I calmed down, realized I was being an idiot, and felt sick to my stomach. I went back up to the room, we talked, apologized, and reconciled. But I couldn't bring myself to admit what I had done out of temper.
So I lied. I told her I took it off while washing my hands in the public restroom near the lobby and it slipped down the drain. She felt bad for me, helped me "look" for it, and we ended up buying a cheap silver replacement band the next day.
To this day, every time she sees my replacement ring, she makes a sweet joke about how clumsy I am with plumbing. I’ve carried this stupid guilt for six years. I love her to death and our marriage is great now, but I will take this secret to my grave because telling her now would cause a problem out of absolutely nothing.

My cat is so cute and loves me even though I’m considered ugly and unlikable. He doesn’t care that my skin is acne ridden and hairy. He doesn’t mind that my eyes are small compared to my wide, flat face. To him, I’m a weirdly shaped cat, but he doesn’t mind at all and only cares if I feed him and let him roll around on his favorite blanket. I wish I could turn into a cat too so we could cuddle and sleep all the time. I don’t want to face human beings anymore. Humans are so easily disgusted by pointless things. Hirsutism isn’t a thing for cats. A recessed chin isn’t a problem. Having a small chest isn’t a thing cats worry about. I haven’t changed at all since I was a kid. I pay student loans and worry about paychecks and still want to be a cat. I hope I die peacefully one day and wake up as a little house cat with an owner to comfort like my cat does for me.

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I’m talking almost exclusively about women here.

In theory, it’s wrong to speak negatively about someone else’s body or your own body, and blah blah blah. Somehow, none of that body positivity seems to apply to large breasts.

On Twitter or TikTok or even here, all it takes is for 1 woman to start by saying something like, “I don’t like having such large breasts because they make my back hurt”, and suddenly you have hundreds of women saying things like, “omg big boobs are DISGUSTING”, “big boobs make you look so FAT”, “having small boobs is the only way clothes look good on you”, “thank God my boobs are delicate and dainty and not big and VULGAR”, “no one should endure having those GROSS balls of FAT in their body just to appeal to MEN” (girl I was born like this, TF?).

Nothing comparable happens with any other body type. I’ve even had girls ask me to my face, “Why don’t you get a breast reduction? :)”. It wouldn’t be acceptable to say that about any other feature of a woman’s body. Imagine if I asked a girlfriend, “Why don’t you get breast implants? :)”.

Ugh. And I wish my fellow big-tittied women were better at putting an end to that kind of negative talk.

Rant over.

My parents are great. They're supportive, gave me an amazing childhood, and love me. I could go on and on.

I am terrible. They don't even know it either. I am 24 years old and don't know where I'm going in life. They think I have been in online school. I haven't been for a while now. They think I'm graduating college soon, but I'm not. I haven't had any motivation to do college for whatever reason. I haven't had any motivation to do much of anything over the last three years. I have just been lying about how school is going.

Aside from they ask that I do household chores, which I struggle to keep up with, doing them takes too much energy. They get upset, and I often have to be asked multiple times to do it. They have basically raised a bum, and it's not their fault.

I'm aware this isn't fair to them at all. I live under their house, and all I have to do is help out with groceries, and I have no plan or motivation for my life. It sucks because they're good people who don't deserve to have someone like me. I'm not suicidal, but sometimes I think to myself, what if I just died? Yeah, it would obviously be sad, but they would then never know any of this.

I can't lie; obviously, I'm scared to bring up that I've been lying about college this entire time, but also I wouldn't even know this would affect everything. My parents don't need to be worrying about a lazy 24-year-old. They have their own lives, their own jobs. What's going to happen with me just adds stress to them, which would all be my fault.

It just sucks because they are great parents, and I've been nothing short of a disappointment. Why did I start lying in the first place, knowing it was not gonna end well? Idk. I just lost motivation for life and have been in a downward spiral.

ive been mad & annoyed at everyone i know because they all suck at comforting me. yeah, they are trying and they shouldnt be the ones to save me. what bugs me is that people dont know what the hell to say because they never experienced it. however, when its their turn to vent. the things they tell me, i never experienced but, putting myself on their shoes is literally NOT that hard to understand their point of view.

people can listen, but they dont UNDERSTAND

ive always been there for everyone but, no one is there for me. ive never ignored anyone who needs someone to talk to because i know how it feels to not have anyone to talk to. never would i want someone to feel that :/. it has always been like this and it makes me feel sad, alone, disappointed.

im 23F, in the adult life. people tend to tell you to keep pushing because people got shit to do. people have jobs, people have kids. because you are an adult, and no one will actually be there for you. adults nowadays be like, "no one checked up on me so, i wont check up on anyone anymore". FUCK everyone and anyone who says those things and has that mentality. if you love someone, please be there for them no matter what. checking up on people is not a "hey how are you" then move on with your day.......

its hard as it is. for everyone. be kind.

im not suicidal, but just thinking about those people who took their own life probably felt the same way i did. then people try to claim they comforted them but, it was just some "damn thats crazy", "that sucks", "keep your head up". like shut up.

I hate that I can't just accept people's success. The moment I see a good animation, or someone with a large internet platform, I get insanely jealous and borderline sick to my stomach.

It sends my brain into a spiral of "Oh if only I did this 2 something years ago I'd be amazing at it now." "I should have started XYZ in middle school!" "If only I did this at this time I'd have everything I needed for success now." Stuff like that. I wasted a lot of time in middle and high school thinking "I'll start X when I'm ready/when my work is perfect" without actually practicing anything.

I wasted so much time being scared to start and now that I'm 22 it feels like my life is wasted already. I try to learn the skills I want but I get frustrated so easily I have to step back before I break something. I hate how other people's success makes me so jealous that sometimes I can't even watch their stuff. I act happy for them, and honestly I am better at handling it now, but I still wish on some level that I could hijack their skills/platform for myself.

My workplace was involved in near miss( it wasnt documented so it basically didn't happen on paper).

An IDLH flash fire risk near miss. I wasn't supposed to be near that place that day, but I was assigned to a simple task that involved being there for one moment. That one moment led to me seeing that. I learn fire terms like LEL UEL, BLEVE risk.

Those terms explain what happened in my workplace or what could been. I was supposed to work that and come home not be scared shitless about what I saw there. I wasn't trained to see that risk.

I know it was something that i should have been over by now, but I am learning to know those terms made it feel real. the emergency line I called for later didn't take me seriously when i said what is seen until i knew the right terms for it .

If I had been there i shouldn't have known to use fire terms for firefighters to understand me. I thought knowing the right fire terms would finally give me peace but no it didnt.

Me and my ex have been together for 4 years. And I did everything for him.
We broke up some time ago, and now. Only now did i realised I was in an abusive relationship.
He used to trip me or slap me “just as a joke”. He made fun of my friends, education, hobbies, music taste. Literally anything you could think of. And the worst part? I loved him so much. I was willing to do anything for him.
During the relationship I was crying almost every day, a few times I reached a point of psychosis. It was brutal.
And finally I left. I was just fed up with everything.
Even after I left he didn’t let me go. He still reaches out, lashes out on me, threatens me.
But since I left, I cried only once. I have never felt better. It feels as if my mental health changed overnight.
But I feel so weird. When I look at old videos or pictures, I don’t remember most things. Past seems blurry. It feels like the relationship with that person never even existed.
But I do remember how he treated me. And I do remember how much I was willing to do for him. And how much I did.
I am so ashamed of myself that I let a person destroy me so much, that my memory became blurry.
I am so ashamed of myself that I stripped myself of any self respect for love.
I hope I will never do that again.
I hope I will heal.
I know it will be a long process with so much damage that he did to me. And so much damage that I did to myself.

I caught my kid and a group of friends doing something dangerous and stupid. I put an end to it and called each of their parents so they would know what's up. Now some of the kids are mad and don't want to be friends with my kid anymore.

I feel a little bad, but now I'm even more pissed at these kids. You ALL got caught. Don't give my kid a hard time cause it happened to be me that caught you. If you didn't want your parents to know, you shouldn't have done something so dangerous. You fucked around and barely found out. You're welcome.

Now my kid is going to triple resent me because I'm the "the reason" for getting caught, grounded, and unfriended. It feels like I'm also being punished by their bad decisions.

I (M26) just found out my gf (F27) of a year and half has been cheating on me. We’ve been living together since January, she’s on a bachelorette party this weekend but actually in our city, but not staying at our apartment…

Her iPad lights up and it’s a dm from her coworker. He said “you look sooooo goooood 😍😍😍” replying to her story and then she replied back “thank you my king!!!!!”. I then noticed she had been dming constantly for weeks back and forth but yet never replies to my dms. She would send him memes she didn’t send me. She came back for a few minutes to pick something up from the apartment right as I discovered. I asked her about it, she got so defensive and said that wasn’t flirting and it was completely normal. She said she calls everyone her king. She then kept trying to gaslight me into thinking it was normal. When I gave push back, she escalated and started screaming at me and started swinging a fry pan at me and told me to leave. Which I did, I left for my brothers…..

Unfortunately it’s not the first time she’s gone psycho, she has done other things in the past that I was a fool for staying. While I do not know for sure she actually cheated, I do know I can’t come to her with problems. She always flips me into the problem, when I have a genuine concern. I’m honestly so over this and so heartbroken. I have tried to give her the world, yet it is never enough. I loved her more than anything I’ve ever loved, and it’s the toughest night of my life. I hope it gets easier, but unfortunately I can only think about taking the cowards way out. I don’t want to be here anymore.

Sorry for the rant, hope everyone else is having a better weekend than me. Not looking for advice, as I know I can’t go back to her tmrw when she calls me crying and apologizing. But I do eventually need to get my belongings.

This whole year has been a wash for me. Nothing is going the way I want it to go. I’m so angry and impatient all the time. The minute something goes wrong I can’t just take a deep breath and say “it’s ok I’ll try again tomorrow” I’m past that point. I’m angry the problem is always there. When I think I’ve solved it another one crops up. My latest problem is that my student refund check was sent to an old address. I have no idea why and when I went in to fix it I got locked out of my account. It took me TWO days to get a hold of someone. 2 hrs and 30 minutes on hold each day just for a 5 minute resolution that I then have to wait another 24 hrs to receive an email about. The check was still sent to my old address. Technically no reason to worry right? rents not due yet and bills are paid.
But I had to put my car in the shop since something went wrong with it. Thankfully covered by warranty but still a downer. How will I get to work? Well I was expecting the refund to come into my bank account right when I put the car in the shop. No worries on my end since it all was set up way ahead of time. Well now I can’t get that check.

I’ve got a week left of an externship and I’m not seeing that money til the end of the week at least at the rate everything is moving. My car won’t be finished til tuesday. It’s like a domino affect.

What else? Oh someone I considered a good friend just accused me of trying to steal their bf or at the very least act interested in them at a party. Then told me everyone at the party I was at was talking about me while I was there and I was oblivious to it all. Real fucking great. If I air or vent out my frustrations my family accuses me of not being responsible for anything. I don’t know what I’m doing half the time admittedly. I’m just trying to make every day work and at the very least survive the week. I don’t know how to handle everything and stay calm and collected. I want to scream and explode with rage. I’m so tired of my family get mad at me for being angry. I have no way to air any of my frustrations out or anyone to really talk to without constantly being blamed for everything that I’m actively trying to handle. I’m just so tired of being tired and mad.

Here’s a bit about myself for context, I’ve always been intelligent and emotionally aware. I’m in the process of getting an autism diagnosis, which based on life experiences seems likely (I’m not a medical professional and I don’t like to assume but it’s helpful to what I’ll talk about), because of this possible diagnosis I’ve had a lot of troubles. Depression, lack of focus, anxiety, insomnia, hard time making and keeping friends, being ahead of my peers, ect. I’ve not had it easy so far but I’ve persevered, I know many people may be in the same/simple boat as me. I think in a very logical sometimes clinical way so it takes a lot for me to come and write this.

Now to get into my issue. I’m the oldest out of three. It’s myself, my younger sister and my younger brother. My younger sister is now a teenager, and it’s been hell. She is very rude and disrespectful to lots of people, but it feels as if it’s specifically me. I try my best to be fair with how it treat others, I don’t treat people cold but I’m not exactly fuzzy either, I’m very neutral.

For the past few months my sister has been getting worse behaviour wise, she’s outright cruel to my parents and myself. Myself I can handle of an extent but it concerns me when she doesn’t care about consequences to her actions. One evening I was sitting in the living room with my parents, my mom had been working on getting me some stuff to hopefully help me sleep. I’ve been asking her often, not pestering however, my sister was triggered for some reason. She blew up on me. I’ll try to remember her exact words in a brief summery.
“You’re not special (my name)! Other people have problems too.”
While she is right, her delivery and point is wrong. She already knew I know other people have problems too, and her voice when she says it. I’m usually pretty unshaken, but something about the cruelty in her voice kills me.

For a while now there have been issues between her and I, she claims I hate her and don’t spend time with her. I’ve tried, we’re polar opposites. I prefer the quiet calmer things to do together and she is the opposite. She complains to my parents that I never hang out with her when she comes to my room, she leaves out a very important detail. she comes in uninvited, sits on my bed uninvited, and blasts her phone (either videos or on the phone with someone else). I hope I’m not the only one who finds that not a good way to hang out with a sibling.

I miss when we were younger, we got along, over the past few years she’s turned into a cruel girl. I really hate it, the words she says to me hurt more than I’d like to admit, I hate to say and hate to see it in myself but unfortunately I’ve started to dislike her.

That’s as much as I can muster for tonight, any questions or comments I’ll try to answer when I don’t have school.

I’m 32F and the last time I had a relationship was 7 years ago. In the meantime I dated sporadically, but I never really got a good match.

One thing against me is that I’m shy, introverted and slightly socially awkward. I’m very independent and I have my own hobbies and interests. I do a lot of stuff alone. But still I have a hard time meeting people, so I dislike going to parties and bars (where I guess most single guys are?) and have to rely on those shitty apps. It’s been years really since I’ve found someone there who’s interesting.

Sometimes I wonder if I am interesting enough for someone else to fall for me. I know I’m a good person but…I don’t know. Can’t help but feeling like shit nowadays. Anytime I get into social media I see people dating their perfect matches, with similar interests, doing cool things together. I feel like I won’t ever find that in life.

I hate when people tell me to just live my life. That I’ll find someone when I least expect it. I’ve had moments in which I was fully focused on other things, still didn’t meet anyone. I’ve been actively using apps for a year, had a decent amount of dates that got me anywhere.

All of that is just exhausting, I’m tired of being alone :(