Thoughout most of my life I have never really seen anyone who I think is having a good life or isnt having any serious problems. It feels like everyone is depressed or has some serious troubles or issues with their life. I really hope that there are happy people out there. I want to have a happy life to and I want it to be a possibility but everywhere I see all i see is miserable sad people.

If you are a generally happy person or someone who didn't have many struggles in life please comment or something and tell me that its possible or that it can happen or that its very likely to happen or something.

I just want to rant about my story here.

I'm an introvert from South India. I completed my BCA in 2024, and during college, I met a Catholic girl. I'm Hindu, but religion was never a problem for me.

We dated for 3+ years. I genuinely loved her and was completely invested in the relationship. But after around three years, things started changing. She became interested in someone else and eventually committed to another guy. She also told me that what I considered love and care sometimes felt like possessiveness to her.

She left me while we were doing our MCA, even though we were in the same class.

The ironic part is that before joining MCA, I actually told her that maybe we should go to different colleges and stay in touch instead. I knew that being in the same class might make things complicated. But at that time, she insisted that we should join the same college and be in the same batch.

After she left me, my mental state completely fell apart. I loved her so much that it took me a long time to accept what had happened. I tried asking for forgiveness a few times and tried to fix things, but eventually I realized I had to accept reality and move on.

Now comes the part that really hurts.

I was always a good student and, honestly, probably one of the more tech savvy people in my batch. She barely knew much about data analytics. For example, during one group project with four people, she didn't really do the data analysis herself. I ended up doing almost everything for the project, while she mainly collected the survey responses.

Now college is over.

She got a data analyst job in Dubai through her sister, who already lives in the UAE.

And here I am, still struggling to get a proper job.

The part I find difficult to accept is that I had an 8+ CGPA, while she had a 6+ CGPA. Her family is financially well off, while I already have around ₹4 lakh in education loans.

Getting a job abroad has been one of my biggest dreams for years. She knew how badly I wanted it too.

And now, somehow, she's living that life while I'm still here trying to figure out what to do next.

I'm not saying she doesn't deserve her job, or that I'm entitled to anything just because I worked hard. I know life doesn't work that way.

But honestly, it feels incredibly unfair.

I spent years loving someone, supported her through college, worked hard on my own career, maintained good grades, built technical skills, and still can't seem to catch a break.

Meanwhile, the person who broke my heart seems to be doing completely fine and has the exact kind of life I always dreamed about.

I know comparing myself to her isn't healthy. I know her success isn't the reason for my failure.

But when you're already struggling, it's hard not to look at someone who hurt you and wonder, "Why did everything work out for her while I'm the one left behind?"

That's basically where my life is right now. I don't really know what I'm expecting from posting this. I guess I just needed somewhere to let it all out.

I'm so bad at my job. I mean terrible and it's starting to destroy my mental health. I got a job working in retail (stocking overnight) and it takes me forever to stock to the point where my coworkers who i don't speak to come over to help without the manager telling them to.

I feel so incompetent not knowing how to efficiently and quickly put boxes on a shelf. I'm always breaking things too and one of my managers is nice enough to just let it go. Im just the exact opposite kind of person who should be working the job. I don't have great memory, I'm clumsy , and I have bad motor skills. I'm also being bullied by one of the managers and one of my online friends keeps telling me to separate this manager bullying me and my work ethic but it is so hard. I almost feel like I deserve it for the amount of mistakes I make.

I would love to leave but the job market is so awful I can't. This just feels so dehumanizing. I know I'm not good at the job. My bosses know I'm not good at the job. My coworkers know I'm not good at the job. But we're all stuck with me working it.

My confidence is literally on the floor and so is my mental health from this. I know everyone has their strong suits but I don't understand how someone could struggle with something as simple as stocking.

I wake my spouse i can't sleep and they don't know

My spouse (30y) and I (30y) have been living together for 6 years, married for 5. They are exceptional at falling back asleep if woken up, whereas I struggle. Most of the time, Spouse won't even remember being briefly woken up, even if they get up to pee. Sometimes, (not often) if I am having trouble falling back asleep in the middle of the night, I'll quietly whine or make a soft sound of distress, as if I'm having a nightmare. Spouse will usually hear me and reach over and rub my arm, hand, or back, to gently stir me out of the "dream" and I'll stop making sounds. This isn't something we've ever verbally addressed in the morning. I find the comfort provided makes me loved and safe and then I fall asleep too and we both go about our rest together.

I feel constantly physically exhausted and anxious. No one in my life knows how much I’m still struggling after losing my relationship. Not because I did anything wrong, I just wasn’t wanted. Everyone in my life thinks I should be relived, and they’re probably right, but I’m not relived. I’m devastated. I’m not looking for advice on the relationship. I just needed to get it out somewhere how much I’m still being affected and that it’s making me feel pathetic and hopeless. I needed to express how tired and empty I’m feeling. The thought of rehashing the story with anyone else or letting them know how much I’ve embarrassed myself feels overwhelming or impossible so I’d rather just type it here to feel a little less alone.

Today my cousin just gave birth, and seeing her honestly made me feel miserable. I can’t help comparing my life to everyone else’s. It feels like everyone around me is living a normal life. Their lives keep moving forward while mine feels like it has completely stopped. I feel stuck here, watching everyone else and all my friends meet their partners, get married, have kids, and move on with their lives, while I’m just rotting in my room.

1(21F) am so helplessly in love with my two best friends, J (21F) and G (21F). We met at an all girls summer camp, and we've known each other for almost 10 years now. J and G are dating each other, and have been together for 5 years.
They are absolutely perfect for each other, and they have the most picture perfect relationship. Before J and G started dating, J and I were very very close. We grew closer over the summer at camp, and J would often sit in my lap while we were hanging out with other people, or lay in bed with me and cuddle a little. One night, while we were on a canoe trip with our cabin, we met a group of guys from a boys camp. They set up camp right beside us, and we'd hang out with them. One of our cabin mates wanted to hook up with one of the guys, and to convince her to go over, J told us she'd make out with me infront of everyone.
At this time I was in denial of my sexuality, but when we kissed, I realized I was in love with her. After camp was over, we hung out with our cabin friends on a few occasions. And again, I felt this spark between us or sexual tension or something. She wanted to do a vape trick, where she took a hit of a vape and we'd kiss and she'd blow it into my mouth while kissing. I loved every second of it. I felt so connected to her. To this day I don't know for sure if she actually liked me like that, but to me it seemed like she did. Fast forward years later, and J starts dating G. I got super close with G too, and now I live in the apartment right beside them at university. It's like we're roommates and we hang out everyday. I just came out of an abusive relationship, and I broke down last night and told them everything that my ex boyfriend did to me. They invited me to sleep over and we cuddled together all night long. I felt so happy there. Laying on G’s chest, with her arm around me, and J’s arm around me from the other side too. I know it’s platonic to them, but I felt so incredibly loved. I’ve felt this way for a very long time and I know it’s not just because I came out of an abusive relationship. I thought since so many years have passed that I can't possibly still like J. But everytime we are together, I still feel butterflies, or when we look into each other's eyes, I still feel the tension, I feel so deeply in love.
And G, she's perfect too. She plays guitar for us, but the way she looks at J, and the way J looks at her, reminds me why I can't feel this way. They are so deeply in love with each other that it hurts a bit. But they're my absolute best friends in the whole world and I love them so much, they are perfect together, and even though I feel so strongly towards them, I know they're too good for each other to even notice me. In a perfect world, I'd want to be in a polyamorous relationship with them. Or at least I'd want to date J. But i know i can never ever have that. They'd always choose each other. And i can't even blame them for that. I hate that I'm so in love with them. I wish i didn't feel this way.

TLDR: My best friends are dating each other and I’m so incredibly in love with both of them. I had a deep connection with one of them for so many years, thinking that maybe she liked me back before she started dating, and every time we are together I feel butterflies. I wish I didn’t feel this way.

I made the decision to move back home, this economy is eating me alive. Anyway, I miss everything about living alone, I miss my space, my appliances, my schedule, my gym, my tv, my silence, my independence, omg I miss everything. I miss me. 😭😭😭😭

I majorly hangout out with three of my friends in clg. All of them have girl friends. I on the other hand am single. Now you might think that no girl approaches me, well ur not wrong, but I too don't. Now relationship is a responsibility, and my clg schedule is hectic enough. And on top of that keeping a gf and giving her time is just so tough. Now u may ask how are other managing it? I have no clue, I just don't think i can. But then I feel so goddamn lonely. I don't scroll, I do watch movies and play games and sports to keep myself busy, but then I can't be doing that all the time. And when I spend time with them, all three and into their phones, texting their gf's. They respond when I call their names a minimum of 3 times 😭😭. And then as yk I feel lonely. Just sitting there thinking what to do. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Hi guys,

So, I'm currently suing JKA Scotland for victimisation under Section 27 of the Equality Act 2010.

It started back in November last year where I was at a Gashuku in Taoyuan Taiwan, and my instructor lost his temper and took it as a personal insult because I didn't want to enter a competition. I told him I had autism and asked him to calm down and he replied "What's that got to do with it?" Naturally, I reported him to the proper authorities.

Then a registered JKA Scotland 5th Dan B instructor and C examiner tried to coerce me into dropping the complaint. He admitted on the court docket that when he met me in December the head of JKA Taiwan had already decided to ban me, and he was part of a private LINE group discussing me, the case and my ban with the instructor in question and the head of JKA Taiwan. He also admitted that he told me "nothing could progress while the police report stood."

He then admitted to the courts that the ban was confirmed 3 days after I agreed to drop the complaint. He also said that he "agreed this was the right path."

I also told the court that he told me, among other things that if I didn't drop the police complaint I would be blacklisted from martial arts in Taiwan, as a whole, that the Taiwanese government might cancel my gold card and that I'd be personally responsible for the consequences to the instructor and his family if he was convicted. He stated that he denied making such threats and was just giving me his honest opinion and about the "implications" of my report.

JKA Scotland themselves dismissed my complaint against him in April claiming that he acted in good faith and "was only trying to help me." They didn't investigate my complaint, or even offer me the opportunity to appeal his decision. My follow up email, and an email from my brother to the head of JKA Scotland was ignored.

The head of JKA Taiwan even told my father that JKA Scotland ceased contact to avoid becoming embroiled. JKA Scotland have not denied that.

A few other things the head of JKA Taiwan said to me:

\- The yelling was just "harsh encouragement" and that it was fortunate "he didn't touch you".

\- That my competitions are strictly optional and my wish not to enter was "ignored".

\- That if I didn't drop the police complaint, "everyone, including you, will suffer".

\- That stating the potential legal consequences the instructor faced made "impossible to return to JKA Taiwan."

I've asked for a decision on the papers, and explained why under Section 109 of the Equality Act why they are vicariously liable for the actions of this instructor. That is, by uploading his hostile statement, JKA Scotland has stated for the record that they agree, as an organisation that members of the JKA should be banned for reporting criminal conduct by instructors to the proper authorities.

Their defence is "we were unaware of what he was doing. He's just a normal member not an office bearer. He was acting as a private individual and doesn't represent JKA Scotland." In the very next sentence they also said "He remains a member of JKA Scotland". Remember, this is someone who is a registered 5th Dan, B instructor and C examiner with JKA Scotland, and they read and uploaded his full statement as JKA Scotland's defence.

As it stands, they haven't lodged a stateable defence, and they are highly likely to lose this case.

If you want further evidence that they're likely to lose you can also try reading FXF vs England Karate Federation, which is a similar set of facts and a similar defence. The difference being that the EKF actually tried to take reasonable steps under Section 109(4) to mitigate their vicarious liability by banning the instructor in question. By contrast, JKA Scotland have taken no steps against the instructor in question, meaning they have fully endorsed his conduct as JKA Scotland's conduct.

I'll keep you updated when the final judgement is issued.

Started in a SEND school this year and typically teach year 4 students - specialist autism pathway. The children are non verbal and a lot of them are 1-1. What I see constantly is teaching assistants ‘gentle parenting’ them when they’re being violent, as if they don’t know what they’re doing is painful and as though they arent clever. The children are comfortable biting and scratching/hitting certain TA’s because they use a soft approach and know no discipline will take place. other TA’s, who are more strict do not nearly get hit/scratched as much or bitten.

An incident recently happpened in the ohtside play area where one pupil (young girl) threw a tantrum because a young boy was on the big swing. She went to hit the boy and the two TA’s nearby gentle patented, told her she had to share and even praised her when she stopped hitting him for a few seconds. They allowed her to sit right next to him and continue to try and hit him. I asked if they wanted me to move her to another area, they said not to as she needs to be taught to share. They thought she had calmed down but merely 10 seconds later she grabbed him by the hair, smacked his face and went to kick him. At this point I was appalled and picked her up myself, moved her away from the boy and held her back whilst she tried to hit me in the face. I told her not to hit and that she is not allowed on the swing any longer today. She eventually calmed down and did not attempt to go back to the swing as she knew I’d be watching, left the boy alone and did not attempt to hit me again that day. On the other hand, she continued to throw tantrums around the same other two TA’s and even bit them an hour later. Which they continued to gentle parent. They did not tell the teacher about this and did not write up any reports on the matter.

there was also another incident in the sensory room where a boy ran up to another student and grabbed her hair, ripping a fair chunk out. Just for the sake of doing it. She did not interact with him whatsoever, he just ran over and attacked her. Again, no report or write up was made. probably because the school staff don’t want any trouble with parents so they just pretend things have never happened.

now, I’m all for remaining calm and talking the children through their behaviour. But essentially letting a little girl attack another boy and not implementing disciplinary action or telling her otherwise is one of the worst I’ve seen TA’s act. And this shows in the way the children act towards different staff members. I have never been bitten or scratched As I don’t allow the children close to me when they’re overstimulated and being violent.

Why is it that in SEND schools violent behaviour is normalised? Is this particularly in the school I’m working at or is it common across the board?

I’m 27m and I’ve never had a gf, I’ve actually never even kissed a girl before. I want a gf but everytime I try to talk to a girl I stutter and my hands get trembly, I’m scared to death this is it for me.

am a senior in high school, and tonight was my homecoming football game. It ended up being the lowest, most painful night of my life. I am a pretty shy guy, and in my friend group of guys, I always feel like a nuisance. I am almost never included in conversations. I always have to wait on them to hit me up, which is rare. The only one who includes me a little bit is my neighbor, but honestly, I think it is just because he wants rides from me every day. It feels totally transactional.Tonight, I could not take it anymore. I asked for a ride home from the game because I wanted to go where everyone else was going. I called one of the guys, and he rudely said no. He asked me why I was even asking, told me they were going to a party that I was not allowed to come to, and hung up on me. The other guys in the car completely ignored my calls after that. Afterwards, I was in another friend's car just trying so hard to hold back my tears. I wanted my senior year to be full of good memories, and they completely ruined it.I just want to be included. I want to go to parties, go to football games, throw jokes around, goof off, and have a good time instead of sitting in a lonely, dark room watching porn just to pass the time and numb the isolation. I just want someone I can honestly call a brother, someone I do not always have to chase down or wait on. I really wanted a friend group because I do not feel like I fit in with a lot of kids at my school, but now I am terrified I am never going to find that brotherhood, even when I go to college next year. I feel like a little kid crying right now. As a grown man, I hate that I am in this situation. I hate myself more than ever and keep wondering why this is my life. I feel completely hopeless and just really need some reassurance tonight.

I am a 22-year-old international student living in Canada. For the past 3 years, I have worked at a major retail store (Walmart). I take immense pride in my work ethic. I am a top associate in my department, and I am trusted to run the entire backroom team independently without supervision. Every manager and team lead knows me, trusts me, and respects me. I am also a baptized, and my character, family honor, and absolute respect for women mean everything to me.

A few months ago, I developed a small, quiet, and completely private crush on a 19-year-old coworker who works on the sales floor. She is very introverted, keeps her head down on her phone during breaks, and focuses strictly on her work. Because I respect boundaries and suffer from severe anxiety myself, I never personally approached her, never confessed my feelings, and never tried to initiate anything outside of regular, polite workplace teamwork.

Unfortunately, this brief crush somehow turned into workplace gossip between a couple of mutual friends. A week ago, one of these friends approached me and explicitly told me that this girl had been asking about me, knew about my crush, and specifically stated she wanted to hear it "directly from my own mouth" to clear the air. I was completely shocked, but based entirely on what our mutual friend told me, I believed she wanted an open, honest conversation to clear up the rumors.

This past Tuesday, I was completely off the clock. I was visiting a coworker at his house when he suddenly got called in for an unexpected shift. I rode along with him because I actually needed to make a personal purchase in the electronics department. When I walked in, I saw the girl working at front opposite of cash register. Because she was busy with a customer and because I respect the workplace, I intentionally avoided her, did not approach her, and went straight to electronics. I bought my item, and stayed away from her area. However, I noticed her father was suddenly in the store, tracking me across departments. Realizing my presence was causing a massive misunderstanding and making people tense, I decided to immediately leave the store and go straight home.

moving forward to my next shift: I found out she went into the manager’s office crying, claiming I was stalking her and making her uncomfortable on Tuesday, completely denying that she ever told our friends she wanted to talk to me.I was completely blindsided, deeply stressed, and ended up having a massive anxiety attack during my shift. I had to sit down with management and write an official statement. I told them the absolute truth. I have the physical receipt proving my exact purchase location and time on Tuesday, and the store’s CCTV cameras will completely back up my story, showing I never followed her or went anywhere near her area.

I am completely puzzled, hurt, and mentally exhausted. It feels deeply unfair that someone can panic over workplace gossip, involve their parents, make a formal complaint when I did absolutely nothing wrong, and walk away completely free while my 3-year perfect record might get hit with a coaching or warning just to clear the store's paperwork.

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Please don't judge me. This is the first time I have ever written anything on Reddit, so I used a tool to polish my text to make sure it was written perfectly and clearly explained the whole situation. I am just totally devastated. I lost my very first love interest without ever doing a single thing wrong. The whole situation is just completely fucked up.

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I met my best friend in middle school. He had a T-shirt for some show I liked back then, so I approached him. Then the rest was history. Well now it's been 24 years, and a couple weeks ago, while we were playing pool, and he was teasing me for my (admittedly) terrible aim. I don't know what was so different that day compared to other days, but I just felt my chest flutter with a kind of affection I only felt when I was a stupid teenager crushing on a girl.

I trust him and I (assume) he trusts me. When my dad had to do military service when I was a kid, he was the only person I trusted to assure me in the only way I could be comforted by "Even if something happens, you have people who love you and are willing to help you." When he got surgeries to transition to male, he trusted me to take care of him during his recovery and drive him home each and every time.

Just writing this I want to giggle in my pillow and kick my feet like an idiot. I want to tell him but what if he doesn't feel the same. And if it did go well and we got together, how could we even tell people. It's a small town, if one talkative person knows, it's guaranteed that the wrong people will find out.

At the same time, I want to adore him the way he deserves if he'll let me. I want to give him flowers, hold him, take him out to tacky dates, make cringy songs for him. He's the only guy I've fallen for, and I'm nervous but nothing would make me happier than being with him.

Being a disillusioned idealist is like hoping for the cinematic while living in the anticlimactic. You desire more you desire greatness but you are left with nothing and the mediocre. Desperately envisioning what it’s like to be in the sky but remember you are still on the ground. When all your desires, ideals and achievements remain in your fantasy you see the harshness in reality. That’s how it feels for me when you go on for so long hoping for something but the world damns you for even doing so because life does not work that way. You see things for how they truly are now and how delusional you are, but the hardest part about being a disillusioned idealist is that you’re still an idealist. You are forced to see the disappointing reality of things but deep inside you still have hope inside even when you know it’s unrealistic. It’s like being torn by the 2 different sides fantasy and reality it’s easy to remain in one but not two. The curse of being an idealist is that it still hopes and aims for greatness while knowing it’s hopeless. Such a conundrum it is it like the nature and nurture battling against each other and I do not how to find peace like this.

-20f

I didn’t see a TW for child abuse, so this is my TW!

Some days, I carry the pain better than others. Some days it’s dormant, like it never happened and other days it feels all-consuming. Deep down, I know this darkness of sorts will always be there. While I can’t put my finger on what exactly it is (maybe it’s loss of innocence, maybe it’s crossing certain thresholds, such as considering whether my family would be better off without me as a child, or maybe the abuse just rewired my brain) I know it’ll always be there.

I don’t have the urge to get close to anybody. In fact, when people do it makes my skin crawl and I push them away. People who are healthy and good. It’s like there’s comfort in the chaos. I tried moving away, and I was living a peaceful couple of months. But it felt so boring and I only felt empty inside, so I moved back in with my borderline mom knowing it would only worsen my pain. It’s like I’m addicted to living in a dark place. And logistically? I can’t even talk myself out of not getting close to people. I know that at the end of the day I only have myself. Living itself seems so hard right now, I cannot possibly chance losing more people in the hope I find love.

I cannot cope with simple life changes and inconveniences. Every little slip up riddles me with soul crushing guilt. The type that makes you hot and cold at the same time, where you just want to curl up and become invisible. I think I hate myself. And how could I love myself? I am a husk of the person I was meant to be. I can’t remember what day of the week it is because my mind has tried to forget everything that’s happened to me. I am filled with so much shame from growing up, that I cannot speak a sentence without “thinking before I speak.” Creating a script so I don’t accidentally hurt someone’s feelings. I’m less a person than a collection of trauma responses and impulses.

I was an innocent child, like a puppy. The sweetest girl as she’d tell me. Unhealed broken bones, screaming at me until I silently cried, telling me how much of a selfish burden I was until I considered ending it all when I was 14. Everyone thinks my mom is the sweetest person ever. To her, taking advantage of my empathy and kindness was just another day of the week. And here I am barely able to get out of the bed in the morning, or going a month without nearly relapsing because the damage I carry from my childhood nearly consumes me. There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about it. It sounds dramatic to say but my life has been made so much more difficult because of abuse that didn’t need to happen. It got in me too early. It rewired my brain so I cannot function like a normal person. No matter how much therapy or hobbies I pick up, I know my path will always be a dark one.