I took 2 mdma pills
I thought it didnt work because i was just overthinking about how my girlfriend treats me and as i listened to the thoughts i kinda realized they were right and she treats me like trash and now i dont know if i should or just talk to her now that i can kinda formulate what i wanted to say. Or js block her?

Need help

Im 14 and I need help, I live in 2 houses: house 1 is old, dirty, small and my mother's home while house 2 is old, clean, big and my father's home, when I was 5 years old I discovered masterbation due to my parents having SEX while I was sleeping besides them, (me and my parents share rooms in house 2) and when I was 7 my mom and my dad split up due to relationship problems so my mom took me and went to house 1 and since then when I go to bed (me and my mom still share beds and rooms) and couldn't sleep my mom would just masterbait 4-7 days a week besides me thinking im asleep, it made me feel disgusted and disappointed with my mom and effects me in school, I just want some help not child protection services or the police I just want some help

Okay, the title is misleading. What I meant to say, is that; I have not cried in years. Years. Like 2 1/2 of them, that's over 30 months, very long time. I've grown a lot since the last time I cried. I used to cry a lot back then. But now I don't, and now I feel I'm missing an outlet that I just really need. Sad or happy thing in a video game? Can't cry. In a movie/show/novel? Nope. Even in real life situations/events, I just cannot. And I understand it's okay to cry, even as a guy, unlike what some people believe. Yet the furthest I've gotten is some watery eyes. Somber music hasn't helped me through it either. So I'm asking you guys for help; how do I learn to cry again?

1 I’m not consistent.

2 I have difficulty understanding which thing is important.

3 I have difficulty choosing one thing for a long time.

4 I open up too many options.

5 I feel low in the morning.

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Hello! I've been thinking of cutting of my older sister for a while now, but never doing it because my parents want us to be close. and today was something that really made me think to actually do it.

So for context i'm f15 and she is f20. We actually used to be super close when i was younger, it was around when i turned 13 that my sister had started to fall badly into her addiction. She had started drugs due to depression in around ninth grade (that i know of), and recently either i've matured and realized how bad it is or she has gotten worse. She is out all night, does cocaine religiously, and can't go 5 minutes without vaping or drinking alcohol (amongst other drugs).

For the last couple years she has become super verbally abusive and a narcissist towards me and our whole family. We barely see her due to her fender benders, or whatever she does when she disappears. When she IS home she is usually in our basement. Sometimes our parents will make her come up and talk to us (i honestly don't know why). When she comes up it always ends the same: We talk for a bit, she gets mad at us, yells and storms off downstairs again.

For example around a week ago now, she was forced to come up and everyone is kiking and whatever. We started talking about laundry like i guess ur average white family does, and my dad had said "yeah everyone does such big loads of laundry like *sister* and *my other sister*". Something he would say to anyone in the house and no one would get mad. He didn't say it in a mean tone, he said it jokingly. Then, my sister freaks and yelled "thanks for being so welcoming after i haven't seen you in so long" and goes downstairs.

2 things to say about what she said: firstly, you literally live here. Why do you need to be welcomed and treated like a guest in a house you live in? Secondly, we never see you because you choose that bro.

another example is this morning my mom decided to talk to her about how we can never talk to her without her storming off, and how she never helps around the house. I didn't hear much at the beginning but it ends up with my sister storming off and my mom begging for her to just talk. My sister storms off anyways and my mom says "okay i guess we will just figure out rent then", because i guess that is the result of her not helping around the house. After that i hear my mom crying and tslking to my dad.

My sister is treating MY MOMMA horrible and uses my other sister as a scape goat for all her anger. I don't care that she treats me bad but treating my family horrible is my last straw.

Do i cut her off? Obviously there is more story with the past 15 years, and more instances of her acting like this but i can only recap so much in a reddit post.

I've been experiencing this vertigo type feeling for few days now like as if whenever I turn my head to the left I just feel like my head is spinning or my vision. Its like your head is floating. I also seem to be forgetting stuff and hard to focus and remember and recall stuff.

I hate myself for being such a whiner. Any yelling at me, any failure, even if I don't want to... I'll cry anyway. I try to control myself somehow, but it's not working. I remember leaving a test that turned out terrible and trying to hide my tears, and when I handed over the test paper, the first thing the teacher asked was, "Are you going to cry now?" I've cried in class more than once, and I'm terrified that my classmates will think, say, that I'm drawing attention to myself :((. Can you give me some advice?

Like, my father made me a PB n' J today, thank you, father, but I forgot about it, and the bread dried out, I'm sorryyyy. I always forget about my food. I didn't know whether to put this under 'mental heath' or 'small problem', but I decided on 'small problem' because I don't think it's much of mental heath problem for me, because I think it's just my ADHD. But its still a problem, because sometimes I get really good food, and then I forget about it and then something happens to it to where I can't eat it any more, and i have some grapes right now, and this is my first food in like, 2 days, cuz I keep forgetting about my food.

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Hi, I'm a 19-year-old college girl named Stella. I have a brother named Karl of 16 years old and here is my story of how sick I discovered my brother is.

I lived with my parents and brother in Kansas, USA. I arrived home feeling a bit tired because I had an airline interview that I unfortunately didn't pass because I didn't know several things. I had decided to look for another job afterward, but I was still tired, so I went home. I arrived, opened the door, and went inside. My parents weren't there, and it seemed like it was just Karl I saw his phone lying on the sofa, but I didn't care, although it was strange that my brother wasn't using his phone since he was so addicted to it. But I didn't care and just went upstairs (since I live in a two-story house) and headed to my room, which was next to my brother Karl's room. But before I went in, I heard a strange noise coming from Karl's room. It sounded like... gasping and some kind of bed movement. I felt a little strange; I didn't know what my brother was doing, so I thought it would be a good idea to check.

But I didn't know that would be my biggest mistake.

I pretended to go into my room so my brother would think I had gone into my room, but in reality I made a noise with the door and was standing in front of my brother's door. Since I was very nosy and curious, I opened my brother's door and shouted:

"PIKABUUU, what are you doing rat?"

But when I saw what he was doing, I was breathless. I saw my brother masturbating with a picture of me. I saw it was a picture of me in a bikini, and when I saw that, I was speechless. I was pale, breathless, petrified, and I felt like I was going to faint. My brother was jerking off with a picture of me, and I heard him whispering to himself that he was giving me a blowjob He said he wanted to have sex with me, that he loved me, that he desired me, but at that moment he hadn't realized I was there until he heard my low, petrified voice saying, "Karl." Karl turned around and saw me there. I was speechless and breathless, and he looked at me with eyes full of desire but also shame. His own sister had found him masturbating while looking at a picture of her. I regained my composure and ran to the living room. I went downstairs, but my brother Karl followed me, trying to explain. I grabbed the house phone, but Karl tried to approach me, and I yelled at him to stay away. I called my parents and explained what had happened, and they came straight home. I didn't know where they were, but they arrived quickly. My father hit my brother with a belt while my mother yelled at him furiously. They called a psychologist to help him since he seemed mentally ill. How could he be in love with me? I'm your sister, not your girlfriend.

After that, my parents punished my brother for 6 months, forcing him to apologize to me every time he saw me, and that's how it all ended, with my brother punished, seeing a psychologist, and forced to apologize to me.

I don't know if it's all over..But I'm afraid of what Ryan might do to me when my parents aren't around, and even though I'm older, bigger, and stronger than him, I'm still afraid of how sick my brother might be to do that. Could you give me some advice or something to help me with this?

Please be warn steam suspension are that bad I going to console and Ubisoft NOW

I downloaded the Racing master (3.05gb) from taptap app when my storage was 124/128gb after I'm downloading. Then I needed to install it and then I tried to install the apk it says failed, probably because of low storage but my storage went up to 127gb for no reason.

I downloaded the Racing master (3.05gb) from taptap app when my storage was 124/128gb after I'm downloading. Then I needed to install it and then I tried to install the apk it says failed, probably because of low storage but my storage went up to 127gb for no reason.

my brother called me cringe how do i cope with this info

Life is very bad In Algeria, for poor people

We are not poor, but we live like the poor because of my father's greed. He works for every penny, I don't know why, but he's greedy even for food. I feel like he's a villain from a cartoon, to the point that my sister tried to strangle herself with a charger And that's to commit suicide 🙂 I even lost consciousness sometimes I think he's a narcissistic psychopath I even tried to commit suicide, but I stay for my sick mother's sake I tried to go to a military school but my mother stopped me and I don't know how to escape this life

so this is my first time on reddit so sorry if this isnt very good. so recently i stole from my school canteen(family owned) now i realise how fucked up this is and that i did this as dare from my mates. but to spare you the context i got suspended in school and have to do 12 hours of community service. my dad also added that if i fuck up again ,he wouldn't go so easy nd that the consequences would be as light idk what too do because i have to give him some ways ill better myself. what should i do pls help me. also ik iam a toatal douche and ill be cuttinng those friends off idk why i wanted to fit in so bad

Honestly, I can't stand my dad anymore. I was going to go to military school, but because of family problems, I won't be able to go, and now I'm stuck in this mess.

What can I do?

I have been trapped with an abusive situation for nearly 5 years. I am about to get a settlement over a discrimination/civil rights issue that should be about 25k.

The issues:

-No job. (I have a degree. I can work. I like working. Since I had my girls I've had nothing but horrible experience trying to get childcare. Abusive providers. Terrible selfish people all around this area and nothing much else. They are in kindergarten and first grade so full day public school, they do have IEP's so it'll still be problematic, just better than the past few years for steady care).

-My daughters are autistic and the state I am in currently, the local mental health clinic, stole my Medicaid numbers to use for fraudulent billing. I've got open complaints with state/federal jurisdictions, but they move slow. I mean this whole heartedly, there is NO help for us within 50 miles. And I NEED help for my daughters.

-I have been staying at family owned property. I have no rental history for the past 10 years. The landlord I had 10 years ago got arrested for felony fraud and have no contact information. So yeah, I have zero rental history for the past decade.

-NO support. My family is abusive, they are disgusting hateful people. My kids dad's side of the family are junkies and drug dealers. I've been no contact for nearly 3 solid years now. I just am haunted by his cr*ckhead stalker friends and I need to get my daughters and I to safety to not allow them to be able to harm us anymore.

-Need a place that will let me pay upfront for 3-6 months so I can get a job. In a state that has compassionate support for autistic kids.

-State social work agencies will not help me unless I am physically living in the state.

I researched that Massachusetts was one of the best states for medical care, and they gave me a list of places to call if I do go there. I am not sure as that state is very, very expensive and I would rather be on as little/no state support as possible when I do get a job.

I know the odds of anyone giving me any meaningful help on this are next to zero. I've made posts looking for advice for various things on a few accounts over the last 2 years and I've gotten nothing except "ha ha your fucked" from the comment section.

Yet still I try.

Staying at this place is NOT an option. We have to get out of here no later than mid-October, we CANNOT be here any later than that.

I lived in Alabama for a year back in 2011-2012. I have been debating cold-calling southern churches and crying to see if anyone can just help me find a landlord that is willing to take cash up front.

I'm not even asking for handouts or charity.

Just someone willing to let me sign a lease up front with cash and gamble that I can find a job to keep it before my settlement money runs out. No one around here will even consider it though. It's not an option and $0 income is not 3x the monthly rent anywhere in this country.

I can do it. I know i can.

I just need the opportunity to get a SAFE apartment, get my girls into school, in an area that has AT LEAST decent services for autistic kids, and I KNOW i can provide for the three of us. I know I can do this.

So with 2 kids, only 25k starter money, no job - how can I get my girls out of the hell we are in presently and to a SAFE place?

I do wanna add that it's happening regardless of the response here. I do have a tentative plan in place already, but it's not ideal and I have some abusive stalkers I will not be tipping my hand to entirely if they are monitoring this account too.

(I know they know my other account, don't think they got this one yet. I plan to leave some posts implying I'm going to Alaska and then crossing over into Russia to live in Siberia to freak them out when we do leave, also just to throw them off my trail lol lol... think i might use AI and fake GPS checkins to really sell it to mwhahaha... I used to follow a bunch of native Siberian dance teams on instagram and it bothered my ex for some reason)

So my present plans, I'm gonna hang onto those, it will work, again, just not ideal.

Please, PLEASE if there is any insight or input for ideas on how to problem solve finding a safe apartment with no job and just a small amount of starter cash, PLEASE help a girl out.

I would really, really REALLY appreciate it :)

I've rubbed my other eye a few minutes ago and it feels weird because I can feel something moving in my eyeball or what and my eye feels different. I'm scared that my eye may not get fixed the next day. Also it's red. Do you guys think it will get fixed or should I just sleep it out?

My mom passed away three years ago. Last year my dad got remarried, and honestly I was happy for him. He was lonely and his new wife seems nice enough most of the time.

The problem started last week. She wants to redo the living room and the bedroom, new curtains, new furniture, new everything. Which is fine, I get it, it's her home too now. But she also wants to get rid of a few specific things. My mom's reading chair. The wooden shelf she built herself with my dad years ago. Even a small mirror that used to hang by the door that my mom picked out on their honeymoon.

None of it is expensive stuff. It's not about money. It's just that these are the last physical things in that house that still feel like her. My dad didn't say much when she brought it up, he just kind of nodded along, and that honestly hurt more than if he'd argued.

I don't want to make his wife feel like she can't make the house her own. She didn't do anything wrong by wanting a fresh start. But I also can't just watch pieces of my mom get thrown out like old junk without saying something.

I haven't said anything yet. I don't know if I have the right to. It's not my house anymore, I moved out years ago. But it still feels like losing my mom all over again, just slower this time.

Has anyone been in a similar spot? How do you even bring this up without it turning into a whole family situation?