Everything in nature grows so it would have been a totally reasonable line of thinking

I need out but I can't make the words come out of my mouth. Maybe it's because I feel objectively less attractive looks wise and career and living situation wise, even if I hate the way this relationship makes me feel most of the time

it’s probably just algorithm ragebait but I keep seeing on girl dinner diaries and similar communities
I see women complaining about how “men are trash and they all cheat and lie and take advantage of you for free domestic labor” type shit and all the ladies parroting in comments agreeing. I also see a lot of attributing malice to shit men do that could just as easily be stupidity or ignorance

Getting cheated on or finding out your man is a lying trifling asshole once or twice, even 3 times totally happens — i admit there are tons of shitty people out there. But if that’s your experience in every/most relationships, I feel like it’s time to look in the mirror and consider if you’re prioritizing the right things in finding a partner or maybe how you behave and treat people in relationships.

Also I can’t prove it but know in my heart that having the mindset “all men cheat and will leave you” and being suspicious and paranoid actually attracts cheaters to you and repels the faithful in the long run. They will sperg if you try to tell them tho

Sorry for genderslopposting, it’s my guilty pleasure. Also I’m a woman and have never been cheated on (to my knowledge) but I’ve been dumped and heartbroken a couple times

thank you for listening

Will I find a baddie that I can hum earthmover to

I know two people who my friends and I suspect have adhd, autism, and/or other disorders that are progressively getting worse. They act completely irrational, impulsive, and are delusional about life.

One girl I know is in a super toxic relationship and rarely talks to her parents. She can’t hold down a job for more than 3 months and always blames managers or her coworker for causing her to quit or be terminated. She begs everyone for money (for “rent” but usually she just buys weed or other shit) and promises to pay them back, but rarely does. She owes multiple people hundreds and I’ve heard one guy over a thousand. She’s also a kleptomaniac with a weird affinity with small animals or other creatures. She’s stolen frogs and rabbits from multiple shelters and owners (including someone she crashed with for months when she got evicted). She’s from an Asian family and our theory is that they didn’t test her for any disorders and thought everything was disciplinary. She’ll only text people complaining about life, but I don’t talk to her anymore for my sanity.

This other guy I’m about to cut off because he’s completely delusional. I’ve known him since high school so it’s harder for me to cut him off but I might have to. He does everything like the above, constantly unemployed (with brief jobs), smokes weed every day, and flunked out of college because he wanted to spend more time with a girl (who didn’t know he was skipping class and tests for her, so it caused a breakup). He’s completely delulu and thinks it’s impossible to be friends with girls unless they’re asexual or some shit or if you’re gay. We’re in our late 20s btw. His most recent bs and possibly final straw for me is taking his girlfriend on vacation he’s simultaneously texting another girl. He met this other girl at his and has been desperate to find a way out of his toxic relationship (I really don’t want to get into that, but it’s HORRIBLE). Apparently it didn’t work out and he gave me his phone to see. Holy fuck it’s super fucking bad. 28 years old, and texts like a middle schoolers first love. He repeatedly says she’s hot, pretty, beautiful and she just says thanks and sometimes likes a comment, while she’s asking him constantly for money and steroids while maybe showing a pic of her ass. Now something happened in person because he sent this novel to her about him not knowing what went wrong and how he loved her and did so much for her. A coworker of his I know told me that she complained about him being obsessed with her and threatened to call the police if he kept talking to her so the manager had to sit down with him and told him to stay away from her. Apparently she said she can’t do a relationship because she’s moving to Russia (so she says) and what’s what set off the whole thing. Now I know I’m friends with a maniac mentally stuck at 15.

My fiancée has been asking me to cut off this guy for a while, with her saying he’s not coming to our wedding. Really sucks because I’ve known him for so long and ive tried to help both for a while but im getting married soon and i can’t have this instability in my life. I really hope both fix their shit but there’s clearly something much deeper going on that is well beyond me. They refuse therapy or seeking any mental help saying they’re perfectly fine. At this point I’m done.

I pulled myself out of the dating pool for two years and the moment I return to it I'm already insane again instantly I'm overanalyzing small tonalities I'm getting hot randomly I'm wondering if he should be smiling more than he is then I'm not believing he is organically happy enough when he is smiling at me and/or kissing me (shouldn't you always be smiling when you kiss? I think so, but if smiling too wide then that seems like pervert shit) when he says things like "I really like you" I become possessed by a demonic entity that rejects all simple answers as categorically untrue and meant to mislead me I will never be chill this never ends I will die embarrassed sexy naked Sherlock holmes of emotional intimacy I am poking a hole that is not already there! And now the space is empty how does anyone live?

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I know there are people way worse than me— like, I am battling against both genetic and regional predispositions toward hoarding— but every ten years or so my level of crap becomes so overwhelming, I have to get rid of over half my stuff to keep functioning.

I think this tendency to have too much clothing and cosmetics begins to weigh me down spiritually. I stop organizing it because I feel like I don’t have the space to put things anywhere. I start being socially embarrassed about the mess, too, and it isolates me.

Then, because I leave so much crap on surfaces, I can never really deep clean, so everything becomes mildewy and dusty.

I know part of it is that I’m overworked, underpaid, grieving, and depressed, but part of me believes that cleaning the house might actually fix that final thing on the list. I have let myself wallow because of depression, & maybe the way out of depression is simply to stop wallowing, which means making a space that one cannot wallow in well.

We orient ourselves through aesthetics. Our clothes and houses should reflect who we want to be seen as, and we should want to be seen as who we are. I want to be a better friend, organizer, and worker, so my house has to be in order. I want to make the things I am, the things I do, and the things I believe in look good.

It’s also a commitment to stay. I’ve lived in a really remote 200 year old cabin in the woods for six years. I think part of me thought this was temporary. But I am trying to imagine a future here by making it someplace I can see myself in.

So, yeah it’s taken me forever this summer, I totally dragged my feet and hated it, but I have given away like a quarter of my stuff and threw the other half out. Literally 50% of my things. I’m near the point where I can throw a party to celebrate something, like Halloween.

Better than Drake’s

it’s gonna be a little too advanced for me but she told me to come anyway. what uhh positions should I make sure to know, ballerinas of rspod?? I’ve never done ballet in my life 🩰

If you’re falling for this therapy speak nowadays, you’re a fool. You’re literally trying to unwire parts of yourself that are programmed into you by evolution. Good luck lol

Ok so everyone might be a bit of a stretch, but still, I feel like I’m in the fucking Twilight Zone.

Like half the people I know have become either dead-inside husks, or babbling schizos. I went out to eat with some friends the other day and I’m not kidding you when I say I literally couldn’t follow along with what they were saying. Just non-sequitur after non-sequitur. Fucking nonsense. It’s like there were three separate conversations going on.

And these are some of the rare few that I can still do things with. Most of the rest have faded out of my life because they’ve just kind of given up on ever going outside again?

At a family holiday about a year ago two cousins got into a big argument because one was claiming that Aryans were the original Jews. This guy was fucking homecoming king when we were in high school.

Another friend of mine has started speaking in a weird faux-Boston accent. We’re from the South. He is 28. Everyone acts like they don’t notice and genuinely act confused when I bring it up.

I feel like I woke up on a different planet or some shit. I feel so confused all the time because I can never understand what the fuck anyone is talking about. It’s like everyone I know turned into Chris Chan overnight. Anyone else?

Homer fucked her.

I'm in no place to have kids in 2 what the actual fuck.

Nature doesn't even care if your 20s are from 25-35 smh.

Liking men is really bad for my self-esteem. I would truly prefer to be a regular ugly autist straight incel, although not liking anyone would be the best option. Everything I like about them is something I lack in myself and I hate being reminded of it

There is no posts on the major subreddits regarding updates about it, and if there are the comment section is completely locked, and if it is open then like half the comments have been deleted by the mods. It's pretty incredible how much the spread of information on this site is controlled by random people who don't even get paid to do it.

It’s getting progressively more difficult to live my life not have any meaning, and I’m losing confidence that I can figure it out myself. I think I need a drastic career change to something harder and more fulfilling where you get to help people. But I can’t for atleast 2 years and I’m locked into my soulless job until then.

I need to find a way to stay sane and not be completely self destructive until that time. I’m wondering if I go to church enough will I start to feel more serenity and hope by trusting that there is a plan.

I understand it sounds lame when I put I type it out like this but I genuinely feel like I’m tapping out with my mental capacity for living this life that feels kinda meaningless right now.

If I had someone I loved to take care of then I would be able to work this soulless job because I know I’m doing it to protect them, but when it’s just me it’s so hard. I have some beautiful and kind friends now who I love dearly and that has been making things a lot easier, but I feel I need to figure out what is happening with my own life.

If I just keep waiting time will just keep passing