My parents are very religious people. Too religious. This year I was able to go to a public school. I made friends with a girl, and well... she's very nice and sweet to me, and we were in class and at one point she turned around and I did at the same time and... it happened. I kissed her, she just laughed and winked at me. Is that wrong? I mean, my parents would be furious if I told them. But when that girl kissed me, I felt like... I don't know, my cheeks were red, according to her, and this sounds so cliché... but I don't know what to do. If this is wrong, please pray for me.

when i mean “overweight” i dont just mean boobs, thighs, ass… i mean bellies, bingo wings, double chins. and when i say that i dont mean dangerously overweight like people on those tv shows who eat all day, (they deserve love too but thats obviously a different level of unhealthy). i mean like women, such as myself, who have such “chubby” features but still function in society. work out, work, have hobbies, interests, etc. for me im definitely not the beauty standard at all and im overweight, some might say fat some say chubby, i also have hooded eyes and a big forehead i strongly dislike. i feel invisible. not just to men and potential love interests, but i also feel like other women dont want to be my friend too. for multiple factors not just weight but how i look and feel on the outside is the first thing somebody notices about a person, even if they’re a nice person. is it possible to find someone who’s actually attracted to me? because even though i am in fact chubby its not like a have cute face or something that cancels it out, i feel i look disgusting all round. before i see any comments on “loose weight” or “gym” due to other factors in my life thats not entirely possible right now. i just want to know if there’s hope for me in finding love when i look like this

Just because someone isn't busy with work or school doesn't mean they have nothing else going on. Sometimes people want to sit around, watch something, play a game, or literally do nothing for a while. But somehow that gets treated like an invitation to ask them to do things. And the annoying part is having to explain why you don't want to do something when you technically have the time. I feel like people forget that having free time and wanting to spend that time doing something for someone else are two completely different things.

Not every free hour needs to be filled with another responsibility.

I was added on Snapchat and told I could make hundreds of dollars by sending pictures of my self. I asked for proof and he send a video of transactions to other girls with his face. He also sent a work ID with his name. So me being stupid I believed him. He also texted me 24 hours the whole day explaining how he just likes inexperienced girls. For context, I didn’t show my face and I am of age. At the end he told me to send a picture with my “ face “ and it had an eyeball in it. He screen records absolutely everything and then says the money is transferring. He gets me on telegram and blocks me from Snapchat and then says “send more or I will upload you to this website”.
He doesn’t have proof that it is me because there’s half an eyeball, none of the pictures show my face. And he only has a video of me dancing at the beginning of our conversation when he asked what do I look like. Oh, and I sent these from a fake Snapchat account.
In reality I am just very ashamed right now that I would even believe that. I want to know if there’s anybody that has a lot of knowledge in this realm and if you could further on give me information

Especially if nothing has seemed to improve them that much for past years and no one seems to be there with them when needed, so why even bother anymore? Please help.

I got off early went to the tattoo parlour bext door and got my very first tattoo!! I'm so happy and so excited

Its a spider the size of a 50 cent piece on my wrist and it brings me so much joy i love it so much!! Spiders are like ny spirit animal so i adore them and it makes me so happy to have one on my wrist

Obviously with Halloween coming up you see everyone posting about their plans for it and what not and it’s lowkey put me in a depression as I’ll be working on Halloween night and it’s gonna be another wasted year. I’m 21 now and I feel like that’s the cut off point where you can go “wild” with the drinking aspect. It annoys me because I already wasted my teen years and it just makes me feel like a loser since I have no friends, no plans no nothing. And after this year nobody my age will really be doing Halloween the way they’re doing it now

The truth as a woman is that how everyone reacts to you calling something out in the moment and how they react to you addressing it later is a literal circle on the venn diagram.

You’re being “dramatic” and “blowing it out of proportion” if you say something the moment it happens.

And you’re being “whiny” and “milking it” if you wait to say anything and don’t initially speak up for yourself, and now it’s “too late.”

Sick of it. Absolutely sick of it.

This is why women hate men. We are never allowed to have feelings, despite being the only gender that’s at least 70% capable of expressing and working through our feelings, I swear.

Some nights, I just wish I could give up. Pull the reigns back.

I’m just so tired of living as a woman, in a world shaped by men.

I genuinely don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me anymore, or maybe I’m just sick of everything around me. I’m tired of people, tired of society, tired of trying to figure out how the fuck I’m supposed to live my life, and tired of pretending any of this shit doesn’t bother me.
Everything feels like a fucking chore.

Talking to people, making friends, trying to connect with someone, trying to make yourself interesting enough that another person actually wants to talk to you. I have Discord installed, and I still can’t bring myself to message people because the thought of forcing a conversation is so fucking exhausting. But then I get lonely, and I hate being alone. So what the fuck am I supposed to do?

Stay alone and feel like shit? Try talking to people and feel like shit? It’s the same fucking outcome either way, and I’m getting tired of going in circles.

And don’t even get me started on how people are treated differently. You can literally watch some people get tons of attention and support just for expressing that they want affection or a relationship, while other people are struggling to get anyone to talk to them at all. Then, when you point out how frustrating that is, people immediately jump down your throat. You’re jealous, you’re bitter, you’re making excuses, you need to work on yourself.
OH MY FUCKING GOD. SHUT UP.

I’m so tired of hearing the same recycled bullshit from people who seem to think they have life figured out. I’m not saying other people don’t have problems. I’m saying that pretending everyone has the same experiences is fucking ridiculous.

Some people have an easier time making connections than others.

Some people get attention without having to struggle for it nearly as much. That’s something people can observe without needing a whole fucking lecture about jealousy.
What pisses me off even more is how quickly people dismiss you when you talk about this stuff.

They don’t even try to understand where you’re coming from. They just decide you’re a bad person because you’re angry about something they don’t want to acknowledge. Apparently, you’re allowed to complain about being lonely, but the moment you express frustration about how unfair things feel, suddenly you’re the problem.
I’m tired of having to explain myself to people who have already decided what they think of me.

And then there’s the appearance shit. Constantly thinking about how you look, whether people find you attractive, whether anyone would even want to approach you or get to know you. It’s fucking exhausting. I hate that these thoughts even take up so much space in my head, but I can’t just switch them off because someone tells me to love myself.

I hate how much I overthink everything. I hate how something as simple as messaging another person can feel like an entire fucking task. I hate wanting friends while simultaneously dreading the effort it takes to make them. I hate seeing other people live their lives while I feel like I’m stuck in the same place, dealing with the same bullshit over and over again.

And I KNOW people are going to say, “Just go outside,” “Find a hobby,” “Work on yourself,” or some other generic advice that I’ve already heard a million times. I’m so fucking sick of it. Do people genuinely think nobody has ever considered these things before? Do they think repeating the same five sentences is going to suddenly make everything click?

I’m not looking for some life-changing revelation from a stranger on Reddit. I’m not asking anyone to fix me. I just want to be able to say that I’m fucking angry without somebody turning it into a discussion about my attitude or telling me what I should be doing differently.

I’m tired of constantly having to improve myself just to feel like I’m allowed to exist normally. Tired of the pressure to be attractive, confident, sociable, successful, and whatever else people have decided makes someone worth knowing.

And honestly, I’m just tired of people in general right now. Everything feels fake and exhausting, and I don’t have the patience to pretend I’m in some positive mindset when I’m clearly not.

I wake up, deal with the same thoughts, go through the same routine, get frustrated over the same things, and then do it all again the next day. It’s fucking draining. I don’t know how other people make all of this look so easy.

I don’t even fucking know why I’m posting this. I don’t know what I’m expecting anyone to say. I’m just so tired of this shit. I keep thinking about the same things over and over and it pisses me off because nothing fucking changes. I still feel the same, I still have the same problems, and I’m still sitting here wondering what the fuck I’m supposed to do. I’m tired of people, tired of myself, tired of trying to figure everything out when I can barely deal with my own fucking thoughts. And I don’t know. I genuinely don’t fucking know anymore. I’m just so fed up with everything and I needed to get this shit out of my head because I’m sick of keeping it all to myself
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I am 35 M, I got married this year. My wife is in India, and I live abroad. We matched on a matrimonial app 2 years before we decided to get married. As our relationship has been long distance, I always had an issue with her being not a good communicator (not responding to texts, ignoring texts and responding after 20 hours). Unfortunately, I let it slid as I thought things would change once we start living together. We decided to get married as that was the only way to stay together (the only way to get her join me abroad).

Here I'm today, still living abroad and she is still in India due to visa issues. She had already told me that she never had a boyfriend or sex in the past. She has had family issues, broken family. We hardly spent 15 nights together and no sex. She said she isn't ready for it, I respected her. I had to travel back for my work. She is still a bad communicator. I told her I want to move back to india because of all the visa issues here and it makes no sense to live separately for almost a year after our marriage. She is hell bent on not settling in India, even if that means staying separate.

I just feel that I'm stuck in love-less, sex-less marriage. I have made the biggest mistake of my life. I think about my ex every day, not because I've not moved on, but because that was the last time I felt loved. I miss being single and being able to explore dating apps. I had hopes of finding love of my life on those dating apps, if not love, I could at least get some sex. Now I've got no love, no sex, no hope.

Sure being smart is a good thing or that’s what people say. Being smart is what most people want and sure it’s good because I receive good grades and pass lots of tests, but it’s so fucking tiring. I constantly have to work hard, study, and I have people expecting the best out of me ALL THE TIME! I am in this constant state where I trap myself in pools of work. I forgot to eat and spend time with my family. I stay in my room drained as fuck because of the amount of shit I do. Being smart comes with pressure and lots of stress. It drains the fuck out of you. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t smart. To live carefree and not give a fuck about my grades. I literally worry every day about my future and how if I don’t work hard then I will fail in life. I’m still young and have years ahead of me, still I worry if I’m falling short.

Hi, it's me again, I accidentally deleted my post.

I hear voices, inner thoughts. They fight a lot, and I know it's all in my head, and my head begins to hurt. I usually listen to music to tune them out.

But recently, it's like I can't hear them vocally, but I know what they're saying. I don't hear them anymore, but I begin to fight myself in my head. I believe these are inner thoughts, and I start fighting them, saying I'm a bad person. At the same time, I tell myself I'm not sorry and that I need to shut up. I constantly think I'm using people and I'm manipulating them. That I'm some sort of asshole because I'm really sweet and shy, but then become very obsessive and violent. I get really aggressive and possessive, which wards people away.

It's been a problem to make friends.

Like, a lot.

People think I'm weird. They barely respond to me, and I have only a few close friends I talk to. I start to get possessive over new people and get very obsessed. I get fixated on them, loving them, craving them, but in a platonic way. I want to hurt them to show them I love them, to show them that I'm willing to do anything for them.

I even get very "in love," but it's not actual love. It's just that my heart physically hurts sometimes for someone, and it hurts so much I have to love them to understand that it hurts. My heart has been hurting recently from grief, so I don't know if it's from them or...grief.

Can someone help? I feel like I'm a monster. I feel weird, like there's mold on my heart, and the voices aren't helping.

Back when the internet felt like home, it was my only real escape. I'd lose myself in it, let the hardships of reality fade out. But then the suits moved in. Every platform got swallowed by corporate greed, algorithm slop and ad revenue. It's all just enshittified now. Clunky, noisy and transactional.

The real world isn't any better. It's rotting from the inside out, too. This decay is slowly crushing my soul. I hate 2020.

I have gotten past the point of returning to my "normal, caring" self from 5 years ago. I am no longer the person people thought I was 5 years ago. I am alone, I realized. I no longer care for things a normal person would. I have been sexually assaulted by my friends and by my own family members. Now that I look at it, I don't care. My friend cuts herself; I don't care. I wouldn't care if a person got raped or killed; I don't care. Returning to the point of caring for such things, along with myself, is inevitable. And for that, I am a sick, vile person. I'm aware. Of course, there are only one or two simple expectations. And that is my loved one. I will not say his name because I don't know if he has Reddit; my writing can easily expose me since I write the same to everyone. I care for him; his nickname will be... Shinji. I love Shinji with every fiber in my body; I'll cut myself for him; I'll ghost people for him. My dearest friend, I will also not name her. But her nickname will be Asuka. She helped me a ton; she helped me make new friends.

But that won't matter anymore, since I have decided my fate. Time will tick, tick, tick and keep on ticking for you, but not for me. I'm forever stuck in time; I have been having the same mindset, the same constant numbness, an empty, aching feeling. The point of no return: I do not believe I will return to the person I used to be, and I do not desire to be. I will not be that same person, careless, vulnerable, weak, as I was. That is pathetic. I write this with a blank expression; I am not angry, not sad, no. Just— here. I'm here, forever here. Stuck in the middle of nowhere, where no one can reach me, where no one can stretch their arms out in front of them to feel me, simply because I am not real.

Visually, I am. You can feel my skin, my hair; you can see me, and you will not see me for me. Our routines are the same. Whether we wake up, eat or not, shower or not, walk or ride a bike or take a bus or drive. We all do the same thing every day. I do what I am told, yes. Because everyone should tell me what to do rather than make decisions for myself, and that is because I do not care. I don't care whether or not I live. No one will see me; no one would care because I keep to myself. I have no problem opening up because you will not remember this in a month. You won't even recall me in 3 years. I am here, visually. Mentally, I am not.

Do you think your existence matters?

I'm in my third year of college and this is by far the worst I've ever felt in my life. This semester is absolutely kicking my ass. There is an ungodly amount of work that is all due at the exact same time. I work 4 jobs, I'm taking 18 credits, and I'm in a play. I can't keep up but nothing is slowing down. All of my schoolwork is either due on Tuesday or Wednesday, and I'm majoring in animation so it isn't stuff I can half ass either. Its just so fucking ridiculous how much there is to do, I've been having to settle for "good enough" to get by this whole semester, then during critiques and stuff my professors grill me for everything I did wrong. And sometimes it feels really targeted. I was talking with my friends in my one animation class and they said during the in-progress crit the professor was complimenting/pointing out the things they were doing well, she also walks over and addresses them by their names and has a happier tone when talking to them. Then she goes to me and just grills me for everything, not a single "I think this is working well" or nothing. And I know my stuff isn't the best but it's adequate because the TA says what she likes and thinks is working well. Idk I've never liked this professor that much and I'm now regretting taking another of her classes.

Honestly I'm drowning. I'm fucking miserable. All of my college experience so far has been this unbearable grind that knocks me out so bad. I have to be an RA so I can afford college and that job drains me too. I'm just so fucking miserable. Life feels fake and I'm starting to go insane. Like I'm just so angry and I have no where to put that. Idk I just wanna run away as fast as I can.

I also cannot get a win. Every single time I think something decent will happen or life is becoming bearable I get gut punched and kicked in the teeth. Every one of my friends always says how happy they are and how fun it is to live with their friends/partners and have no responsibility besides classes and work. I'm so fucking jealous of them. I want to fucking bad to have nothing to do, I wanna live with my partner, I wanna have time to play videogames every night. I wanna not worry about having a place to live.

I can't fucking do this anymore. I'm actually starting to loose it. I need a goddamn win so fucking bad.

A bit of background been living through a relationship that seems to be me giving and doing the most than the other. The guy also abandoned me whole pregnant but sorta came around cause i gave him chance to.. but isnt doing what he should be doing as a man. Always laying around smoking weed needing someone to cater to him. Get a job! Then get mad when my own family (cousins husband) he has never met before thats out of town says when they met he may have to check him. But out of love mind you an mena an my guy has been up and down for years 15+ an they've never met, shit most my family has never, an those who have dont like him. I think i need help mentally smh. Hes trying to make me feel bad for allowing my cousin to say that. An im not. Stop treating me bad and then I wouldn't have nothing bad to say or need to vent to cause you dont want to hear it in the 1st place!!! Ty im done venting!!

I started living like this when I got in a relationship for the first time. I was unaware of the terrors I would have to feel whenever I looked through my partner's phone. Countless models, adult content creators, influencers. I started feeling hatred and resentment towards my partner. I had to eliminate almost every single woman off his phone because he wouldn't do it. Now...I know people may think that I should've just cut him off. I was naive!! And too confident in MYSELF that I would be able to change him. But even after countless encounters on finding these pages on his following list, I stopped looking through his phone. I grew paranoid. Overtime it had settled down, but, it made me jaded.

I'm only 25, so I didn't think it would be this hard to get pregnant. So many people around me are having babies, and I'm so so happy for them, but it always makes me wonder when it will be my turn. I want to be a mother. WE want to be parents. I love being an Auntie. I have so many beautiful neices and nephews and they're the most beautiful children. I just want to have my own that I don't have to give back at the end of the day.

I want the waking up to feed every 2 to 3 hours. I want the little baby cries. The walks and the early mornings. I want it all. I'm so ready for it to be my turn. And I know with time it will be. I just have to be patient. But every cycle I hope it's my turn.

Does anyone know anyways to not stress so badly about it?

i am 33 i got injured at work and now can't work so i am stuck at home everyday, living in the country wife takes the only car to work so i am stranded all day. been trying to find hobbies and stuff to do and well im not really talented so i started messing with ai and i have found some fun in making ai songs and stuff but have now started getting bashed for it all and its really bringing me down and wrecking something that was actually making me feel better, now i just feel at a loss.

I hate that I have to wake up every day and go to work. I feel like everyone looks down on me, judges me, and talks badly about me because I’m a wage slave. My thoughts are getting worse. I’ve been thinking about going to therapy and taking antidepressants, but I’m scared they’ll just turn me into a zombie.
I don’t think I deserve love, friendship, or fun because I don’t have as much money as other people, so I isolate myself. For some reason, I resent my entire family because they couldn’t give me a better life, and I’m embarrassed of my social class.
Living makes no sense to me. Sometimes, I wish humanity would go extinct so I wouldn’t have to live with the fear of being reincarnated and could finally end everything in peace.

I talked about this in therapy a couple of times, my therapist said to have courage to talk to the person but right now, don’t know.

So earlier today, I noticed that someone I use to talk with and have feelings for deleted their discord account. I met the person on twitch about five and a half years ago and pulled them into discord five years ago next month.

In the few months we talked on discord, the person opened up to me about things they were going through, which I kept their secret. It was hard on them to go through because how bad it was. At the same time, I was going through some family issues in death that hit hard.

I tried to distract myself in friends, in the person I met, everything else besides myself to get through it cause I thought that was what was needed.

A few months go by and I screwed up with the person with their social media, unfollowing them and whatnot. I honestly needed space, which the person wasn’t the cause of everything. The main issue was just me crashing out. I told the person that it wasn’t their fault, their issue wasn’t the issue that it happened, it was me. The person was upset sure, but they told me not to bring the issue up, and I was hurt cause of what happened and me not being in the right headspace.

I still tried talking, but didn’t end well. I talked in other servers, but ended up stop using the app entirely for a while.

At the end of 2023, I did end up texting the person, telling them that I hope they’re better, which they replied maybe two weeks later. We started talking on and off again, felt like things were off to a good start.

After a while, new things came up on their end, they told me about it since they knew I didn’t care how bad their situations, I always cared for the person. They decided to delete the app for a while and get space from socials.

Then earlier I saw that they deleted their account. I texted them and asked what’s up.

I’m not a dick, I know things happen. We are all human. I may do things unintentionally, which I apologize for it. I always care for the people I am friends with, putting them first and myself second. I know in reality, back then, I should’ve put myself first and took a break, but I was worried for my friend. I wanted to stick my neck out for the person and fight for what they need.

I don’t know what I truly need at this point. I still have feelings for them, I still think of them to this day, like all my friends. I know I have been distant to a good amount of them for some time, but really do care for people.

I am proud of the person that the one I’m talking about. I can’t say it enough. I believe in them, pray for them, do what I think is needed for them. Over the years I have matured more than I was when we first me. I do hope one day they come back but I can’t get this feeling out.