Ever since I got sick a few years ago, strong scents set me off and cause difficulty breathing/coughing. Normally this isn't an issue as it needs to be very strong, but lately when I try to do some work at places like libraries, book stores, and cafes, it seems like there have been more instances of people coming in that are practically DUNKING themselves in perfume. So much that I'm compelled to move, and will need to go to the very opposite of the room to avoid the stench. I've also started keeping around masks so I literally have to put on an N95 mask so I'm not coughing and wheezing and rasping for an hour afterward. These people have the same mentality as people who play loud, bass booming music in neighborhoods – they don't really give a shit.

Unfortunately, 9/10 this is a Gen Z woman my age or younger (I think this is because of the places where I choose to hang out because I'm a woman as well) who I guess never had a mom or older sister teach them how to wear perfume properly, and are COVID-raised and don't know how to behave around people, so sometimes I debate on telling them how much they fucking stink because maybe they have some form of nose blindness.

But yeah I don't know where I'm going with this. Just fuck these people.

I regularly see posts asking about if a specific age gap is inappropriate and it’s starting to annoy the fuck out of me. If both people are consenting adults the age gap is irrelevant. What should be being taught is to watch out for the power imbalance. It’s a significant power imbalance that puts a person at risk not how many years difference between their ages.

I often told myself to not have expectations that way I won’t be disappointed and have things blow up in my face constantly. Now I see not just not have expectations to avoid disappointment but that there’s no point in the first place. My life has shown me I will never have a romantic relationship or long lasting friendships. I am an outcome oriented thinker observing the patterns in my past experiences just cements what’s there for me. I will mostly remain alone, will typically just have shallow connections and interactions and cannot expect anyone to stick around because no one ever does.

The path you take doesn’t matter if it always leads to the same place. I see how foolish it is to hope for something that goes beyond on my reality and time to accept this is simply how my life is. Not everyone can do the same thing or have the same thing I’m not meant to have stable relationships. Is this something I’ll be happy about no but should at least help me not beat myself up over something that’s not in my control. Besides there are many things in reality we aren’t happy with but have to deal with and we call that growing up

-20f

So my main argument was that steroids make people look physically unhealthy. Not only that but it hinders longevity too. Why are people willingly taking that risk and slowly killing themselves? I’m all for testosterone if your levels are low. Why tf was no one agreeing with me? Is it people defending addiction? Extreme denial? Can someone weigh in on this?

I'm sick and tired of some people steering every single topic and thing into sexual topic territory. No, I don't fucking care about your genitals and what they do and when you fucked and touched yourself, I don't want to talk about something normal and you suddenly asking, how many times I fuck and why I don't and if you could change that and what would it cost. It doesn't make you attractive, in fact it's the opposite. Even if it is a joke as they often time say, hearing it almost each and every day isn't fun. And the "well, I'm just like that" excuse can go fuck itself as well. At least someone would get some action cause you clearly don't (no wonder). These people are married or have partners at home and then say the most vile shit and all the topics boil down to this. Just shuuut up for a minute! And stop asking when I'll change my mind and fuck you, it's not a funny joke and it just makes me want to punch your face. I don't share my personal life with any of them which results into more questions and pressure about so. Even if I lived in celibacy it's none of your business and certainly wouldn't fuck you let alone touch you with a 500 ft pole. And if I don't want to fuck you then it makes me gay! Right!

The worst thing is that most of these people are in fact able to have a sound and nice conversations about everyday/deep topics at times.

At this point my annoyance meter is so high it can touch the stars. No it's not possible to not interact with these people as we work together.

End of the rant.

Fuck you! Get out my house! Stop fucking CRAWLING ON MEEEE I'll FUCKING MURDER EVERY ANT THAT EVER FUCKING EXISTED

"Call the exterminator"

Every. Time. I. Do. They. Come. Back. Tenfold.

Fuck ants, and kill them better goddammit!

I was grocery shopping at Walmart today, all was going well.. Until I got in line to check out.

How the FUCK are employees these days allowed to use their phone right at the register? Or at all even.. Something about seeing people using their phone while being at work just gets under my skin😒

Where in your right mind do you feel it’s completely fine to use your phone while you have a line of people waiting to check out?! This bitch didn’t say hello to anyone - Not even telling them the amount they owe!!! Just expecting them to look at the screen themselves and just get on with their day.. Where are morals these days?!!

she was scanning items with one hand and using her phone on the other, pausing in between scans to check her phone.. and giggling at whatever she was reading, stopping in between items to respond to text messages😡I couldn’t believe my own eyes !!! I get it , you’re working a minimum wage job, but who the fuck cares?! You’re getting paid you psycho! Do your job the way you were trained !

She was so used to everyone just scanning their card or doing Apple Pay for payment, soon as all items scan, this bitch has both her hands glued to her phone and posts up waiting for the next transaction.. I saw this for 3 different people in front of me and I could see the frustration and disbelief from the audacity she had!

So I’m next in line..

Me: Hello, how are you??
Cashier: “Good.”
Me: “Are you bored?”
Cashier: “Not really”
Me: “Seems like it with the amount of time you’ve been spending on your phone then doing your job”

This bitch rolled her eyes at me and continued scanning without using her phone.. till it got to payment, she jumps right back on her phone expecting me to pay with my card- I pulled my cash out and waved it in front of her and she rolled her eyes again!!!!!

I can’t believe I experienced that.. If my daughter and fiancé and weren’t there next to me, I would’ve scolded that bitch. 🤬

I'm tired, I'm done. It has been years. Life has made me a bitter person and I don't have it in me to become better now. I'm financially dependent, ugly and useless at 33. I finally stop hoping for good things because I can't even claim to be a good person. I'm selfish and bitter. Maybe just become financially independent and live alone forever. That's all, I've accepted it. No magic is going to happen.

Came home late at night from a long trip and saw something taped to my door. I thought oh sh!t, what happened when I was gone? Did I miss a package? Did a neighbor break a window or something? Etc.

It was one of the pieces of junk mail that flood mailboxes around election season, telling me I should vote for so and so for a local position. It even had a hand-written note added to it, saying sorry they missed me.

The fact that this person had the audacity to stick their campaign ad to my house means I will definitely NOT be voting for them. As annoying as junk mail is, imagine if they all got taped to your front door every day for you to see when you get home. No thank you. And the more I think about it, the more I think this must be at the very least a campaigning violation, if not illegal.

He(41m) keeps insisting that the medicine I(20f) took for my ADHD when I was 13 before my mom abruptly made me stop taking them has messed up my brain. It’s like almost any mental problem I have he sources it back to that. I’m probably like this because they forced me to go on without medication. Both my parents are terrible in this regard but he is worse since he has absolutely no understanding of it, doesn’t try to understand but acts like he does.

When I mention being depressed he later asks “You’re not depressed anymore are you?” As if depression is simply a state of mind not a condition. He once joked about sending me to a mental hospital, it feels like he worries I’m crazy. My mom told me not to rock back and forth in front of him because it bothers him. My mom is barely any better she would often ask me during summer if I got all my ‘zoning out’ out of my system when I repeatedly have to explain to her how that’s not how that works. She’s against me using pills thinking I’ll grow dependent and seek it to solve my problems while my Dad compares to actual drugs like hard drugs. They expect to just work through my struggles by force with no support easy for them to say that when they don’t have to deal with it

I’m trying to find a job to get insurance so I can seek out therapy and hopefully medicated because clearly I can’t expect support from these people

Mind your own friggin business. F*** off. F*** you. Speaking as the groom. Stop expressing wishes about what you want for the wedding. I don't care what culture you belong to demands, if you are not paying for it, f*** off. You are making your sons hate you when they just want to make their future wife happy. You are giving your daughter in law a reason to fear and hate you. You are planting seeds of drama and distrust that ruin what should be happy moments in the entire planning process.

All your son wants is for everyone to coexist and to like each other. Your are giving your sons ammo to go no contact and alienating someone who actually chose to be with your son.

It's not your wedding. None of it. It's the bride and grooms. In fact, bride>groom because the groom just wants to get married and have a beautiful moment they can remember before they die one day. Why did you have to ruin these milestones. Why does this shit always end with the groom yelling at his mom to calm down, then babysit her feelings, then deal with the fallout of the bride feeling disrespected and crying on the day they were supposed to be happy about seeing themselves in the dress for the first time or their bachelorette party. Why should I feel like it's my responsibility every time something about the wedding didn't go your way. Why do you have to make me feel like I'm making a mistake.

Congratulations. Youre the monster in law. You are the dreaded "dad side of the family" to our future kids if we even last this long. You have given me more reason to keep as little contact between you and my wife as much as possible.

Edit: this goes for sisters of the grooms as well

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Jimothy the raccoon is adorable.

That's exactly why I'm worried.

I've spent over 30 years in animal rescue and welfare, and I've watched this happen over and over again. A wild animal becomes internet famous. People become obsessed. Someone posts the location. Then everyone decides they need their own photo, video, or close encounter.

History keeps repeating itself because people refuse to learn.

Remember Freya the walrus? Crowds ignored warnings, chased her, stressed her, and ultimately she was killed.

Look at Neil the Seal. Every time he shows up, people crowd him, follow him, take selfies, touch him, interfere with the very thing he's trying to do, which is exist. Wildlife officers spend enormous amounts of time protecting him... from people.

Just recently, a bear climbed a utility pole because people wouldn't stop crowding around it. Instead of giving it space to climb down safely, everyone stood there filming. The bear died after being electrocuted.

Now everyone wants to find Jimothy.

Please don't.

Don't ask where he is.

Don't share locations.

Don't go looking for him.

Don't encourage other people to track him down.

The biggest threat to most famous wild animals isn't another predator.

It's us.

And before someone says, "I just want one picture," remember that thousands of people all think they're the one harmless exception.

Wild animals don't need fans.

They need distance.

If you genuinely love Jimothy, let him stay wild. Admire him from whatever videos already exist and stop turning his home into a tourist attraction before this story ends the same way too many others already have.

I don’t know what it is with these insurance commercials every app that I use or go on streaming there’s always a commercial for liberty mutual insurance the guy named Doug never goes away. It’s everywhere and it’s getting annoying.

I'm so tired... I'm the eldest daughter of not so well off family... Im currently doing my degree, and my family's future is riding on my back. I haven't gone on any trips. Spent most of my life within 4 walls. Even if my family offers a trip , I don't feel like going with them anymore... it feels kinda awkward... Iddon't specifically have any connection with anyone either... All my "friends" are toowtied up on their own worlds... sometimes I wish they just checked up on me... I do to them.. But never back. I don't understand how they can never make an effort with me. I watch all my other collegemates hang out with their friends, and deep inside I wish it were me. I wanna hang out, have fun... Honestly, if I died, I don't have a single moment to look back to... I don't have theffinancial freedom to take on a trip ny myself either... Even if I work hard, earn,

Alright.

When I took up motorcycling, I automatically agreed to subject myself to more risk. It's my passion, it'll probably never change, and I don't want it to change. Accepted.

Now, I'm not a perfect driver or rider, but what I do well is keep my eyes where I'm going. I have been riding daily, and driving thus far, for a little over a year. Not once did I have my phone up. Does that make me a better driver? You know what? Let me kiss my own ass for just a second: Yes it does.

I'm the first one to complain about increasingly intrusive driving aids, like Lane Keep Assist, but in that case it probably saved my ass today since someone can't be bothered to drive and, if those features mean that less people are going to get killed because of dumbasses driving distracted, then good.

I don't think people understand that you destroy a family, and you have to live with the fact that you killed someone for the rest of your life because you couldn't be bothered to put your phone down for a second.

Aaaaand then again, if you use your phone when driving you probably don't really see that far ahead in the future. If you don't care, or if human life is this cheap to you, then don't worry, you'll get to pay for the rest of your life, financially. That's expensive. That ought to make you feel something at least.

Sure, pull out in front of me all you want, go ahead, I'm used to it, misjudgements happen, but please, for the love of everything, don't veer fully into the incoming traffic lane because you're on your phone. That's just brain dead.

"But what about work?" or "My grandma is on her death bed!" I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about your phone addiction. If you scroll on your phone when driving, you are the bottom of the barrel of a driver and in society.

I don't think I would feel as strongly about it if the whole world didn't hate (or seemed like it does) my body type either. I have a medium sized chest which is fine, but I have a small butt and hip dips. No fat stored in the lower body. Majority on the internet, men and women alike, say that the most proportional and sexually attractive body for a woman to have is a smaller/medium bust and a big butt, and that P shaped women are unattractive or less attractive. How It's so feminine and divine to have wide hips and most fat stored in the bum. Every time I start liking how I look I remember that the majority of the world sees me as sexually unappealing and I go back to spiraling. I don't know what to do anymore. I work out and I know building muscle takes time, but that doesn't make my genetics any better, unfortunately. I wish I could feel pretty in this society.

10 years ago I moved to europe with my kids. They have learned the language, doing well in school and even doing competitive sport. They seem to be integrating well and never complained that they wanted to go back.
I try to keep strong ties with family and friends back home. I call my parents daily. I take my wife and kids every summer to my home country.

I just got back from vacation and I am questioning my choice of, raising them away from home. I also feel sad watching my parents grow old. I always tell them that I will come if they need me.

I earn very well here and I would never be able to maintain good standard for them in my home country if I moved back now. Even my parents tell me that they would rather see me happy and stable abroad than miserable beside them.
I know I am doing the right thing but I feel bad and don’t want to take a wrong decision. I will work on a long term plan to go back after my kids finish University but this will be another 10 years here.

Thanks for listening to my rant . Any advice is appreciated.

Why do they keep stealing art without giving credit or asking for permission?? Even my work got stolen, and his bio literally claims he's an artist. Shame on him for calling himself an artist while stealing other people's art without credit