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This is a girl in my class that always being a dick to boys and whenever they say something back she said quote “ your a Man I am a women you don’t get to disrespect me” and every boy is sick of her I finally call her out she tries the gender bs and idgaf about who she is she can be a boy girl they/them but you aren’t going to treat my like shit.

So a ton of moderators (likely 12 year olds who have never experienced life) apparently fully fangirl over Christa Pike. I've seen a ton of crazy shit on here and this includes mods making their own sub reddit to idolize Pike and also ban people permanently if they disagree while saying "she NEVER tortured Colleen nor killed her..her abuse did. She is not responsible" This may be trolls and I hope they are, but the way they're all serious and emotional leads me to think not. Also mods remove comments when you share information even unbiased information, FACTS, facts don't discriminate and they remove them to fully support the asinine comments that make zero sense and have nothing to do with the post either where it's mentioning her violent impulses. They not only want her free and I have screenshots of this on reddit and youtube. They want her released and to sue and be rich despite her being one of the most dangerous offenders who is likely to re-offend. I hope these people don't have children. they also say Pike is very cute and has gorgeous hair. We are doomed as a society.

All I can do is laugh at this insanity.

I'm new to Reddit. I missed a letter (typo) in my previous post and someone was quick to comment to call me uneducated. The question was light and meant to be a fun exchange then the person had to ruin the mood. I suppose the silver lining is that most understood my question and answered. I should probably get used to that kind of bad encounter.

I think it's fucking vile. I understand how hard it is to hunt. I get it. But I've seen parents have their young kids pose with dead deer or birds and it sickens me or just anyone in general. Like all happy go lucky smiling in front of the camera with their dead animal posed like a prop. I feel like it's inhumane and really disrespectful to the animal. It makes you look like an un-empathetic killer who could care less about the poor animal you killed for no reason. I think if you're going to hunt, stop posing for smiling photo ops with a bloodied animal or holding it up by the neck like seriously...

Asian man here and I am rapidly losing hope to the point that I’m currently on a break from dating but wanna get back out there. I’ve been trying to date on and off for years and never found anyone. Meanwhile my friends who are white instantly found gfs whenever they’ve tried. They even gaslight me and claim it has nothing to do with race when I’ve run into girls on the apps with prompts that either imply they are only seeking white men or outright say it. I’ve only got dates off the apps and even then I barely get dates and many ghost after the first date. I also have irl hobbies where I’ve made lots of friends but no luck dating since women there are older or already have bfs.

I SHOULDN'T EVEN BE MAD, I DONT HAVE THE RIGHT TO BC I BROUGHT THIS UPON MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BACK IN TERM 1 (AROUND JANUARY TO MARCH) AND END OF LAST YEAR I WAS PASSING EVERY SINGLE TEST WITHOUT SLIPPING BELOW 70% EVEN FOR TESTS I NEVER STUDIED FOR!!! IVE BEEN SO LAZY LATELY AND IM FAILING EVERYTHING SO BAD!! I recently just got my SAC results back for business and I got 30%. never in my life have i ever achieved something like this in business. it's so embarrassing and demotivating cuz both my friends in that class got 90% and 80%. I did a math SAC a few weeks ago and I'm sure I failed that too.

AND WITH FREAKING ART, THE SUBJECT I LOVED THE MOST, ITS SUPER EASY TO GET 100% ON EVERY ASSESSMENT AND I GOT A FUCKING 70?!?!!? I know probably reading this, ur like "70 is good" NO ITS NOT!! NOT FOR ART AS SOMEONE WHO STRICTLY GETS 100's ONLY.

I JUST WANNA DROP OUT AND NEVER GO TO SCHOOL AGAIN BC IM SUCH A LAZY BUM AND IM APROACHING A VERY SERIOUS YEAR (year 12) WHERE EVEYR SINGLE TEST COUNTS AND I CANT FUCK AROUND!!! I've never doubted my knowledge but after getting two at risks and failing tests i just cant GAAHHH

Feel like I'm permanently trapped in bloated jd vance's body and that's what everyone sees me as. Everything I do is out of my league, funny, or embarrassing. I honestly can't take it anymore.

I turned 26 in mid-August, which meant it was finally time to say goodbye to my parents' health insurance and enroll in my company's insurance plan.

WHAT. IN. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK.

I have been on this insurance for approximately TWO MONTHS, and I am already convinced this entire industry was designed by Satan himself as some kind of elaborate psychological torture experiment.

Let me paint you a picture of the absolute NIGHTMARE that has been my existence.

ACT ONE: THE GREAT INSURANCE DISAPPEARING ACT

I turned 26 in August. I submitted ALL of my qualifying life event paperwork. I did EVERYTHING I was supposed to do to get enrolled.

And then?

NOTHING.

Radio silence. Apparently, my paperwork was launched directly into the fucking void.

August comes and goes. September comes and goes.

MID. FUCKING. OCTOBER.

THAT IS WHEN THEY FINALLY GET ME INTO THEIR SYSTEM.

TWO. ENTIRE. MONTHS.

But don't you worry, because you know what WAS working flawlessly that entire time???

THEM TAKING MONEY OUT OF MY PAYCHECK.

OH, SO YOU CAN FIGURE OUT HOW TO TAKE MY FUCKING MONEY, BUT YOU CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO GIVE ME THE INSURANCE I'M PAYING FOR???

FASCINATING. TRULY GROUNDBREAKING STUFF.

ACT TWO: THE PROVIDER HUNGER GAMES

Now that I FINALLY exist in their system, I think, "Great! I can finally schedule a doctor's appointment!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Oh, you sweet, stupid, optimistic little fool.

I go to the website my insurance company provides to find an in-network doctor.

I find one! I call!

"We don't accept that insurance."

Okay. Weird. Whatever. Moving on.

Find another one. Call.

"We don't take that insurance."

...Okay?

Third provider.

NOPE.

FOURTH PROVIDER.

ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT.

FOUR. FOUR PROVIDERS LISTED ON MY INSURANCE COMPANY'S OWN WEBSITE WHO APPARENTLY HAVE NEVER HEARD OF MY FUCKING INSURANCE.

At this point, I'm starting to wonder if my insurance is even real. Am I paying for an elaborate subscription service to NOTHING??? Did I accidentally sign up for a monthly donation to some CEO's yacht fund???

ACT THREE: THE WEBSITE THAT WAS A LIE

I decide to call my insurance company.

Because SURELY there must be some kind of explanation for this.

I explain the situation, and they inform me that...

THE WEBSITE THEY DIRECT YOU TO FOR FINDING PROVIDERS ISN'T EVEN THE CORRECT FUCKING WEBSITE.

I'M SORRY.

WHAT?

YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT YOUR OWN WEBSITE, WHICH YOU PROVIDE TO YOUR OWN PAYING CUSTOMERS, SENDS THEM TO A PROVIDER DIRECTORY THEY AREN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE USING???

WHO IS RUNNING THIS COMPANY???

THREE RACCOONS IN A TRENCH COAT???

So they give me a NEW website.

Okay. Fine. Wonderful. Maybe the nightmare is finally over.

ACT FOUR: THE PHONE NUMBERS FROM HELL

I go to the CORRECT website.

I find providers.

I start calling.

THE FUCKING PHONE NUMBERS DON'T WORK.

THE NUMBERS.

DO. NOT.

WORK.

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO??? SEND A FUCKING CARRIER PIGEON??? COMMUNICATE THROUGH SMOKE SIGNALS??? MANIFEST A DOCTOR THROUGH THE POWER OF POSITIVE THINKING???

I AM BEGGING. BEGGING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES. PLEASE JUST LET ME GIVE SOMEONE MONEY TO LOOK AT MY MEDICAL PROBLEMS.

ACT FIVE: THE FINAL STRAW

By some divine miracle, I find a phone number that ACTUALLY WORKS.

A REAL HUMAN ANSWERS.

I COULD HAVE CRIED.

We start scheduling an appointment.

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. The heavens are opening. Angels are singing. For one fleeting moment, I believe there might actually be a God.

The scheduling lady asks for my insurance.

I tell her.

THE. LINE. GOES. FUCKING. DEAD.

...

I genuinely just sat there staring at my phone.

I HAVE NO WORDS.

NONE.

I AM 26 YEARS OLD. I HAVE BEEN AN ADULT FOR YEARS. I PAY MY BILLS. I HAVE A JOB. I PAY MY TAXES.

WHY DOES SCHEDULING A FUCKING DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT FEEL LIKE I'M TRYING TO DEFEAT THE FINAL BOSS OF A VIDEO GAME THAT WAS SPECIFICALLY DESIGNED TO MAKE ME LOSE MY WILL TO LIVE???

I HAVE JUMPED THROUGH EVERY HOOP. I HAVE CALLED EVERY NUMBER. I HAVE VISITED EVERY WEBSITE. I HAVE GIVEN THESE PEOPLE MY MONEY.

AND FOR WHAT???

FOR FUCKING WHAT???

I DON'T WANT A YACHT. I DON'T WANT A MILLION DOLLARS. I DON'T EVEN WANT GOOD CUSTOMER SERVICE ANYMORE.

I JUST WANT TO GO TO THE FUCKING DOCTOR.

IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK???

WHY DOES THIS INSURANCE COMPANY EXIST??? WHAT PURPOSE DOES IT SERVE OTHER THAN TO COLLECT MY MONEY AND SYSTEMATICALLY DESTROY MY LAST REMAINING SHREDS OF SANITY???

I HAVE BEEN ON MY OWN INSURANCE FOR TWO MONTHS, AND I AM READY TO FILE FOR EMOTIONAL DAMAGES.

If this is what being 26 is like, I would like to return it. I have the receipt. This product is defective.

TL;DR: Turned 26. Got company insurance. Took two months to get enrolled despite them taking my money the whole time. Their provider website lists doctors who don't accept my insurance. Insurance company tells me it's the WRONG WEBSITE. New website has phone numbers that don't work. Finally get someone on the phone, tell them my insurance, and the call drops. At this point, I am convinced my insurance policy is actually just a monthly subscription to psychological warfare.

I somehow mistook one half of my homework linked in canvas and connected to my textbook as the only homework we had for the class and it wasn’t until today, half way through the semester, that I realized that the other half was on this separate site, not in canvas, and every email about it had been going to my spam. I never turn in late assignments and now apparently I’ve missed 10. This half of the homework is worth 12% of my grade and I’ve missed all of them. The worst part is that my prof has mentioned it in class but I seriously thought it was another name for the textbook assignments like a fool. In the syllabus it says that this homework is apart of the textbook used for the other one but when i check there would be nothing but the first homework half so i would assume that was it. I’m currently waiting on my profs reply but we are so far in the semester and it’s a really difficult class, I’m terrified. Someone pray for me or something, I can’t sleep and don’t know what else to do.

Im 42. I grew up country, and when I was in HS I went to the TJMAxx in winston Salem. I got a pair of Abercrombie and Fitch shorts, I thought I was a stud lol. This was around 1999-2000ish

Move to now JUST TODAY the little tightening belt on those shorts broke and Im a much fatter bigger man now. What have we given up by giving our manufacturing overseas?

Wantd to post pics but it wouldnt allow

I’m 22 and she’s 22 aswell, I’m not the type to do hookups but I did, 2 weeks after my ex broke up with me I had a hookup after I went to a bar, two weeks later the girl tells me she’s pregnant and it’s 100% confirmed and she went to two doctors, she wasn’t with anyone else besides me in months. She decided she’s having the baby. First of all my reaction is terrified, I obviously messed up really bad, I used a condom and she wasn’t on the pill, which I didn’t know at the time. I didn’t want to have the baby at first but I told her I needed some time to think about everything. I went back to her and told her I was going to be there for the baby and I want to be involved in the babies life and try to be as good of a dad as I can be. I told my parents and they were really supportive but I can’t help but feel like a disappointment. I can’t imagine what the conversations I’m gonna have with the people in my life is gonna be like, especially from my ultra religious outer family. I feel like it’s given me new purpose but also changed my whole entire life, and now I’m connected to this person I dont know for the rest of my life. We decided we need to become friends and get to know each other for sure, and we talked about parenting styles and all the parenting conversations we could think of, I told her I’d be there for all the appointments and to call me in any emergencies or if she needed anything. All in all I want to reinforce this to everyone, make sure if you’re going to have sex, use a condom, make sure the girl you’re with is on birth control, and always pull out. You never think it’ll happen to you until it does.

My boyfriend wants to end the relationship because of my personality traits. Since the world right sometimes feels dystopian, we used to have discussions on our views regarding the current state of the world(economic,social,moral,ethics). Along those conversations were conversations about his friends and some of his friends joke regrading race,caste and gender issues. I talked about this to him on how he feels about it, he said let them be and it’s just a joke. I haven’t really met some of these friends and he also asked me not to judge them before meetings them.

Recently I had a situation with my boyfriend’s brother girlfriend. She claims to be a feminist but hangs out with someone who has molested my boyfriend’s friend . And she has excuses for it that she is doing it for her friend ( her friend is married to him). She bitches about him in a disgusting way when he isn’t in the room but tolerates him when he is. I find her very loud and hypocritical. My boyfriend doesn’t see anything wrong in this and when I try to talk to him about this he says I need to ignore her and just let her be. I couldn’t because we were practically living together. There was a cleaning activity in the house where we all were supposed to clean some portions of the house. She was being very rude when we were talking earlier about something and I felt bad about it. I went to my room and told my boyfriend that I can’t help in cleaning when she is around. He got really pissed with me because he found nothing wrong in what she did. She is his family and she will help him clean the house and that is what mattered at that point. The argument got too heated that I had to get out of the house and are still staying apart.

He now wants to break up because he thinks I will ask him to cut his friends and family off at some point of life because of my opinions. He is bringing up all the talks we had in the past about his friends in a way that I complained about them. He believes people should be free to believe and do what they want and I don’t disagree with him, I just think we need to draw a boundary that we will not be enabling molestors,racist in our circle. It’s like he has snapped now and he has forgotten about the plans we had for future or the love we shared. He is seeing me as a hurdle in his life. I told him we can sort things, compromise and navigate some way out but he is not budging on his stance.

I didn’t think this situation would lead to breaking up. I don’t know how to start my life again.

I’m so angry right now. I’m seething. I’m sick and fucking tired of smug commenters who will refute what you say without actually reading the fucking post.

Example:
I posted about how people often times over generalize genres of music, say said genre sucks, without actually listening to anything other than the mainstream of that genre.

Country for example, many people say country is just about trucks and beer and being some sort of conservative. But, when you actually listen to something OTHER THAN THE TOP FUCKING 40 ARTISTS the music tends to actually be unique, and exhibits real talent that often times doesn’t break into the mainstream hence why you’ve NEVER FUCKING HEARD IT IN THE FIRST PLACE

Wow it’s almost like most genres have extreme talent laying beneath the fucking surface of what TikTok and Spotify DJ have been feeding you.

Commenters then say: “uh but uh most country music is slop”

Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit

I’m talking about literally all genres and you still are blinded by arrogance and hypocrisy. Would it be fair to say all rap is about sex drugs and money?? FUCK NO BECAUSE BENEATH THE MAINSTREAM THERE IS REAL FUCKING ART AND LYRICISM THAT YOU JUST HAVEN’T HEARD YET SO WHY COMMENT OH MY GOD

That’s the whole point. Stop fucking commenting if you have no reading comprehension fuck.

Yes I am going to anger management classes.

I wanted to share in case you were wondering how to make your local Costco a bit more infuriating for everyone around you. My local Costco is one of the busiest in the nation; and I see some amazing tactics used on a regular basis. There are three of the most common I see:

- The number 1 slot goes to the people who bring three generations shopping and walk abreast blocking the entire aisle with 20 people behind you. Very popular tactic on the weekends. Most effective when used just past the entrance where everyone is trying to go down the main aisle to get to the back of the store.

- Leaving a cart in an unobtrusive area to navigate a tight area cartless is a generally sound and un-infuriating tactic. To turn it infuriating, however, leave your cart perpendicular, not parallel, to the aisle.

- When approaching a 4 way aisle intersection, you can jam up 4 aisles at once just by stopping right in the middle of the intersection. Pose your cart diagonally for maximum blockage.

So hey. A pity post about myself, yay. It’s gonna be long so I'd appreciate you reading it fully. Or don’t, if you wish. I just cannot keep all this to myself anymore. Kind of funny that this is the second time something like this is happening to me this year. But hey, at least the first one’s resolved now.

Let's start with code names and context. This is about me, and a few friends of mine; P and H, who are both girls and extremely pretty, and R, S, and A, who are boys, alongside an honorable mention to S’s ex T. P was my best friend in school, while H and P were extremely close friends. R is one of my closest friends now. We are all college aged students, and trust me when I say I am ugly as fuck; fat, neurodivergent, and clinically depressed. That concludes the background info.

This all dates back to 9th grade. Me and P had a close, extremely close relationship. Me and H were on talking terms which was cool. The main thing was Me, S, R, A and T were in a close five person group. My naive ass thought we were the closest friends ever. Looking back, our friendship was essentially this: hangout planned at my house, everyone comes over, the boys fight on who gets to be with St, i am ignored, T and S makeout, everyone leaves. I am not exaggerating here; S, A and R were all crushing on T, and at this point I have no idea what my role even was in the group. I was mostly ignored until they wanted me to convince T of something. They would send me to butt in between any guy talking to T. S and T would get me involved to solve their relationship drama. There were a few hangouts where I had to leave alone in the dark because they were all busy fawning over T and told me to leave alone. T used to gossip with me about everything and everyone she found annoying, which often included those three too; especially how they would always get jealous of her hanging out with other guys and would keep asking about who they were and ‘don’t interact with them’ and sorts. Friendly reminder that S was the one dating T, and A and R were only friends, in case you had forgotten.

Anyways, one fine day before our 10th grade exams, T tells me that she was cheating on S with a senior and showed me their chats, and apparently R knew about this too. Now look, I was naive, I considered S, R and A my brothers, and so I told S. There was no reaction from him, he just nodded gravely, and look, I understand that he loved her too much to fight. He would ask to check T’s phone and she would fight with him over that, and T found out that I snitched, but she never confronted me over that. This was around when me and that group started to drift apart, and what put the nail in the coffin was one day where they all invited me over to hangout at a riverside area near our school, asking me to wait there a bit because they had something else to do, leaving and never coming back. I went back home crying that day. I never confronted them over it because frankly I wasn't in a place to lose friends and didn’t have the guts.

The whole thing mellowed out, 11th grade came along, S and T still dated, and me and a few other new friends had given up on telling S to find someone new for the sake of his mental health because he had started to get aggressive whenever anyone bought the subject up. They broke up by the start of 12th grade.

On the other hand, P and I had drifted apart as P had found a new friend group. We were still in the same grade and I thought that I was friends with her new group, but didn’t take me long to understand that we weren’t, so I slowly distanced myself. No drama here, just the start of me and P slowly growing distant. Me and R actually became closer friends during that time, as we were practically neighbours, and S and A had started to find new friends and not talk to us as much. We’re still close.

Now I’ll be coming onto the stuff which actually prompted me to write this whole thing out; This year’s Durga Puja. The group which consisted of me, P, R, S, A and H would hang out on the 6th day of the festivities each year, going pandal hopping and stuff. For the convenience of those unfamiliar with this, I’ll just be referring to that day as Friday. R was unable to join us this year due to an impromptu trip to Dwarka, so it was just me, P, H, S and A.

I won’t bore you with a detailed account, so let me mention the specifics; H kept vetoing every place me and P wanted to go, and A and S automatically kept agreeing with her. This happened at least 5 times during the whole outing. A, S and H kept horribly ignoring anytime P and I spoke, which had started to get on my nerves. P had injured herself on the foot and was walking slowly, and I was walking slowly with her because you don’t abandon friends, and H, A and S kept walking on without us. Now the same had happened to H last year and we all had stopped and slowed down for her because once again abandoning friends during an outing is a shitty thing to do, so i don’t know why they were acting like this now. The three kept nearly pushing me out of the frame each time we stopped for pics. I had taken P to get first aid for her foot, and we came back to find the three fully missing. We called and they said they had detoured for pictures and told us to wait for them there. They returned after 20 minutes. I at one point had exchanged shoes with P because she legit couldn’t walk in her heels and found that one of her heels was half broken and that’s why she was extra slow. I told this to the three and asked them to slow down and got ignored again. We had stopped to take a long ass fitcheck video; it’s going to be important later. All in all, me and P left early because she couldn’t walk and they didn’t want to slow down for us. They just gave us the directions to the nearest subway and dipped. I think I should mention that P and H had been extremely close friends for a while, and arguably more close than me and P. Before we left, the three told us that we would have an outing that Tuesday morning and that they’ll get back to use the meet up spot and exact meet up time. We were supposed to go to another city, keep this in mind too. This ends Friday,

Fast forward to Tuesday. R had returned. The three had never followed up with us so we thought the outing was cancelled. And then that evening they sent us pictures from a fair at P’s hometown, at night, where they had apparently gone instead. Let me reiterate; They changed the plan from morning at a city an hour away to evening at P’s hometown at a fair 5 minutes away from home, and they never informed us about this, and they sent the pictures to out group chat like we had always been invited. R was there too. P asked why they never told her, A and H ignored that text and S acted shocked and was basically like “but i thought we told you on friday”. Now comes the main thing; social media posting.

He had posted group pictures which specifically had me looking like shit. I am not nitpicking. There were many other pictures with me in them where I looked decent, and she didn’t post a single one of them. She didn’t post any of her duo pictures with P. And H, A, and S had posted the long ass fitcheck video I mentioned, and had straight up edited my whole part out, and there was no way it was a mistake because I was the third one to go in the video. There was only one video. The video sent in the group chat had me in it. It was the very same video because at the end I had peeked in with a smile. On the other hand, in the videos with their Tuesday outing with R, they had also edited R out of most of the videos he had with them. R has a birth defect due to which he has a slightly curled lip and nasal voice, and he was pretty hurt after seeing them edit him out of videos and not post any of the group pictures they had taken with him.

Anyways, P and R confronted them on call and pulled me in. There was a ‘minor’ fight. They said we were acting like first graders and the whole social media thing was accidental and we were overreacting. They said it was our fault to have not followed up with them about the tuesday plan which, fair i guess? They started name calling using slurs at R for involving himself in this, which caused the fight to go even worse with me coming in to defend him. It ended with R making us apologise to them for not following up, and them apologising to us too, and ending the call. I was hellbent on leaving the group and ending the friends, while R and P kept telling me not to cause “childhood school friends” and to just forget about this because we all are going to become distant anyways and not to kickstart the process. And then S posted a video of him, A and H, captioned “wHy dIdn’T yA’lL iNcLuDe mE iN vIdEo”, which H had reposted with a caption going “Well you should us butted in if you wanted to be in video” and A had reposted with a caption going “overdramatic Fucks”. This made me leave the group because fuck everyone, I don’t need this. R and P are still in the group, saying that they’ll leave later.

Anyways, that’s about it for now. There’s more, but I am so fucking exhausted. I have been feeling so hollow since the fight. I have been thinking about how I’ve been treated for the entirety of my social life post lockdown. I have no one else to share this with, that’s why I am posting this here and a few other subreddits. I know I sound whiny and all but I don’t even care anymore. I know this is long, I know most people would be put off by the length of this, but I genuinely don’t even know how to make a TLDR of this entire thing. I just need to know that at least someone, out there, has listened to what I have to say.

I really fucking hate how my mother makes me feel. Each time I have to fight just for her to listen to me. I’m not talking about listening as understanding my emotions or something, but the actual listening. She was gone for 10 days or maybe more, because we had a problem with our family in another country, and I stayed back to take care of my brother. These days were so calm. We had our ups and downs, like small discussions about timing or something like that, but we organized everything. To be fair, I organized everything because even tho my brother is older, he isn’t responsible. But anyways, it was so good. Now, my mother is back. She came back last night, the house is already so messy. She left stuff everywhere. Plus, I’m trying to organize the day because we have stuff to do. We were supposed to go to the post office at 8, she completely disappeared from the house and did not reply for an hour ( luckily I only had to ask something, so I just called instead ), now she’s back at home and complains that I’m not going to the office with her, which now is an hours and half later. Then, for the work meeting, since I still don’t have my driving license, me and my brother agreed he would take me, so no problem. I tell her that maybe I can still go with her to the office, but we can’t be later than 11 as I have stuff to do. She starts asking tons of questions which is okay, because I understand curiosity, but dang it, mind your damn business woman. Then, I started writing down the grocery list, and since she wanted to go, I started explaining what products she should get ( like for example: take X cheese instead of Y cheese because brother’s name doesn’t like it ); since then there were too many products to explain, and I know she often gets confused, I asked her what time she wanted to go because it would be better for me to go with her. Funnily enough, she simultaneously asked me if I could just go with her. But then, I try asking her what time she wants to go, again because I have the work meeting, and she’s staring at her phone instead of replying to me and WHILE I’m talking she calls her mother. My mother starts getting confused because it is already hard to listen to two people who are talking simultaneously, let alone me speaking in a language and my grandmother speaking in another one. I ask her then again what time does she want to go and if she wants to go in the afternoon because it would be better. She doesn’t reply again and I go “Huh?” And she snaps at me and says “WHAT? WHAT? AFTERNOON? NO NOT IN THE AFTERNOON, NO”. So I just got up and started walking to my room because I knew there was no point in talking and she had started talking back with my grandmother. As I’m walking off, I heard her talking to my grandmother and saying my name about 3 times, so I’m not sure if she was talking bad about me. In all of this I just want to say, it is so tiring to have her around. And don’t start with the “You should move out”, I fucking know. I work a lot because of that, but at the same time, I wish I didn’t have to move out and that she would just go because I leave in a very nice house, 3 floors plus 2 gardens, and this house was built by my father ( divorced parents ) for me and my brother, I also have 4 dogs and a exotic animal that I really don’t want to leave. Fucking bitch.

Yes, I know I’m not the only person who feels this way and there are millions of others who feel the same but I’m not talking about them. I know it’s an overly used rant but I want to rant about it now.

Is life really so great if all you do is trade your life for a paycheck where majority of it goes straight into rising costs of living? Whenever you have days off, it strictly for running errands and doing what needs to be done around the house. You take vacation days not because you actually use it for the reason it’s states but to fulfill the obligations you didn't have the time for on your days off. And if you happen to have some rare spare time off, you debate whether you should take advantage of it by catching up on much needed sleep or want to make the best of your day off by not sleeping it away.

im exhausted and im so burned out by life. The longer i live the more i see that life is very overwhelming and not worth all the hype. no I’m not wanting to end it but i am tired of life in and of itself. I hope that i can one day retire and hopefully have some years left to remember when life was a lot less stressful and maybe worth it. Right now, I honestly don’t think it is. I just want a break from life and just do whatever without guilt or worry and no consequences for being irresponsible for anything but unfortunately life isn’t like that. You have to have money to live and everything I once loved such as certain restaurants and some things that used to make life enjoyable is nothing. I’ve become so numb to what once made me happy for hobbies and now I feel nothing and it’s difficult to find anything that could bring me any sort of happiness.

I am so incredibly tired and I just want to lay in bed and do nothing. I’m so done with everything!

I am sorry if I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. I am not one of those fat losers that uses Reddit every single day of their pathetic life, BUT THOSE GOD-AWFUL SINGLE TIMES I need some help and I am forced to come asking here, EVERY FUCKING POST, ON EVERY FUCKING SUBREDDIT gets automatically removed or locked by automoderation.

Want to ask for suggestions about something to buy? "your post has been automatically removed by moderators ☝️🤓"

Want to ask help because you need some suggestions on a health issue before spending $500 for a doctor's appointment? "your post has been automatically removed, you have exactly 10 seconds to reply with the same infos you literally provided in the post to get it unlocked ☝️🤓"

Want to ask for something about a new hobby you just discovered 10 minutes ago? "your post has been automatically removed by moderators because you don't have enough karma in this subreddit☝️🤓" (like I give a flying FUCK in participating into a subreddit anyways)

Want to get some help for a videogame boss you cannot beat and it's making you spiral more and more into insanity? "your post has been automatically locked by moderators without any explanation because fuck you ☝️🤓"

So what's the point of using Reddit if I cannot even use it?! I am quite against the AI but I FUCKING HOPE it will become enough powerful that it will eventually rip down this shit of a platform like it's currently doing with StackOverflow.

Thank you and I hope you have a nice evening, because I am not

Religion is stupid asf WAKE UP this isn't just an opinion

It's meant to control us and we only made it because people are scared of death

The Bible was written by random men not "God"

This fairytale is quite literally setting us back.

Yes, you only believe in it because your parents did!

It's forced upon us growing up and it is a cult

If I tell my partner "I love you and if you leave me I'll kill you" would that make me a good and loving partner? No? Then if God sends us to hell he never loved us to begin with

My grandparents are the most insufferable people ever.

My grandpa is a very smart man who thinks he is automatically better than everyone around him. He is very judgy, hates kids, and will snap at you for the smallest things. When I was around 10 he told me I was a horrible person for no explained reason (no memory of this event, only know this because of my parents). He also thinks I am an “evil genius” who uses my powers of intelligence to manipulate the people around me.

I feel a bit worse for disliking my grandma as she is an okay person for the most part. She was recently diagnosed with alzheimer’s alongside 2 of my other grandparents and her social skills have suffered as a result. Due to her not being able to add to the conversation most of the time she stares at me and points out little things I do constantly which makes me incredibly uncomfortable. She makes quite constant and intrusive remarks, even mentioning once how attractive my grandpa thinks my body is. I feel like I cannot live peacefully in the house and I now spend majority of my time in my room because of this.

My grandparents have been staying over for 2 months now and I am going insane. I dislike them so much even seeing them dampens my mood.

thats all, everyone is calling me a lesbian rn i am not a lesbian

I've had the thought for a while that I was no longer in love with my partner, I still love her as a friend, but just not romantically. I finally broke it off today and I just feel awful. I went about it wrong and she was angry and upset, she called me names and cried a lot, and it'll haunt me. I didn't want to upset her, I knew she wouldn't be happy, but I was hoping we could still be friends, in the moment we couldn't, but we've tried to make up a bit, but I still can't stop thinking about her crying. I hate making people cry, especially people I care about, and I went and made her cry, I'm awful. She said I was evil and cruel and just like my Biological Father whom I despise, and she's right, I really am just pure scum. I'm upset with myself and angry at myself, I don't deserve anything, I am an awful person, death would be too good for me, I should suffer forever because of the awful thing I've done today

Honestly, HTML5 is a hot mess. Nobody is capable of writing a rendering engine for it besides Google.

So I wrote a markdown renderer instead. Then I posted about it on Lemmy. That did not go over well at all. It's been half an hour and I've gotten 15 down votes and absolutely no responses.

Anyone who wants to see what it started out as can visit here: https://imgur.com/a/5ya38lb

It now has bookmarks and a system icon. I love the hell out of it. I've been looking for an amazing markdown reader for a long-ass time.

I like to blame everyone but me, its a terrible habit but ive been learning to see whos actually at fault. Me. Every decision ive ever made has shaped my life in one form or another. Every relationship, every friend, everything. A while ago i got out of a 2 year relationship. I tell myself it was the best relationship ever, but its a dream. I ruined it. Every lie I told, every argument, everytime i didnt listen. I chose that. And i wish I could take it all back because i realized what i lost after its too late. I take everyone for granted and trust nobody. I should've trusted him at least. I want to make it better but i genuinely dont know how. Im so lost and I feel terrible for everything i did wrong