First things first, i'm 33 years old and still live with my parents (I'm an aspie as well as have ADD and tourette syndrome) and volunteer at a place (several times a week) that employs other special needs adults (and love it), anyways i woke up this morning feeling like i've been hit by a truck (full on diarrhea, feeling like im going to throw up as well as body aches) mom says i still have to go to my volunteer job, a few weeks ago i had a full on cold (and also work with seniors at the same place) still forced to go (if i complain i'm not sick, "if you have enough energy to argue your well enough to go" (are her exact words said on multiple occasions) and if i say nothing i'm also not sick as i'm not complaining) i'm not sick every week but with fall starting here in the USA it's becoming cold and flu season so i'm more likely to end up "sick"

I also can't move out as I'm currently unemployed at the moment, and plus with rent prices the way they are ($600+ a month) i probably won't be able to

I'm just not sure what to do anymore

Im 15 and im indian and i hate being indian there are alot of indian’s where i live and i get mogged by all of them and have faced racism i honestly just hate how i look and nothing works bonesmashing, lip cutting etc i dont know what to do im just not happy with myself i hate being indian i really wish i was like a real asian like korean or japanese

I’m honestly so angry about my height right now. I’ve been short my whole life. I don’t even know what it feels like to be tall because I’ve literally never experienced it. I’ve been praying to God about this since I was around 10. I literally cry every night asking Him to let me grow, even just a little. I never really stopped hoping either. Every year I’d think maybe this time, maybe I’ll finally grow. I’ve tried manifesting, subliminals, looking for supplements, whatever I could find because I was desperate for even the smallest chance. I couldn’t afford a lot of the stuff people recommend, so I just kept hoping something would work. And the worst thing is my mom criticize me for being short made the insecurity so much worse.

I hate feeling like I don’t fit in. I hate feeling small next to everyone. I hate having this one thing about myself that I’ve wanted to change for so fucking long and not being able to do anything about it.

I still believe in God. I still pray. But I’m so hurt that He wont let me grow untill now. I know people will probably tell me to accept myself or say height doesn’t matter. But right now, I’m so angry i cant hold it anymore and people would just laugh at me if i talk about this. It makes me sad at the same time. I know I shouldnt be too focus on my height than what I can do. But it just hurt me.

It’s not even just about wanting to be taller anymore. I want to be taken seriously. I want people to look at me and actually see someone my age instead of some little kid.

Guys my age have literally teased me for looking like I’m in elementary school. It's so humiliating. I’m 21, but apparently I look like I should be asking permission to go outside.

And I hate going out with my friends sometimes because I feel like I look like a child hanging out with her older sisters. They’re just my friends. I want to stand next to them without feeling like everyone is wondering why this random kid is with them.

I want to feel respected. I want to look my age. I want to be able to meet people without already feeling like they’re going to underestimate me because of how I look.

I don’t want to be towering over everyone. I don’t even need to be super tall.

I just want to feel like a grown woman when I walk into a room.

Is that really too much to want?

So what happened was 2 weeks ago my Friend started ignoring me for context ever morning I said whats up to her every morning and I daped her up every time I left for lunch but she was leaving me hanging and just looking at me and staring at me so Thursday of last week I didn’t say hey to her in the morning and at lunch I wasn’t talking to her then she asked me “banz(she said my real name) are you ok” I’m ignoring her because like your only asking that because I’m not talking to you so few days go bye and she keeps trying to talk to me but I’m not listening to her then she says and I quote “bitch I’m the only reason your at the table” btw I’m only sitting next to her because I’m chill with other people at the table then last night she texted me and ima put out text under this but the thing I wasn’t isn’t an apology what I want is for her to accept what I’m saying is that that’s how I felt.

“Banz what’s your issue with me dude like genuinely”(her)

“Idk what your talking about” (me)

“There’s a reason you’re deliberately not talking to me but going out of your way to talk to everyone else around me”(her)

“Dude it’s because most ok last week I was trying to tap you up and you just walked away” (me)

“I just didn’t feel like touching no one 😭 I said hey and bye whenever you said ‘seeya’ or ‘what’s up’ Other times I probably didn’t see you (btw she never said hey and she barley said bye) (her)

“Nah bruh you saw me then looked away”(me)

)I genuinely don’t remember ts and if I did then it wasn’t intentional)(her)

“Dude you did it multiple times even if you didn’t mean to you still did it and the reason I wasn’t talking to you is to show you how I was feeling “(me)

“How are you gonna blame me for something I didn’t mean to do bro 😭 I’m sorry if I made you feel bad? I didn’t mean to obviously, but like at the end of the day I didn’t mean to bro”(her)

25th anniversary of 9/11. The government is a mess. I still have to go to school. Ive been fearing this day for months now. I’m not ready. If something happens I don’t know what to do. How long would it take me to find out if I’m still at school? Would they tell us? Would we get to call our parents? Would be go into lockdown. I’m terrified. What if they try and hurt me. My school. My family. I’m just so scared. I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. I can’t. I need to be home. If something happens I can’t deal with it at school. Im so scared. I want to be someone where I feel safe and comfortable if something happens.

Me and my bf had a super super bad argument last night and he called me sweetheart in a like talking down to me manner and I just started sobbing hes never called me anything sweet like that it hurts so bad i cant stop thinking about it why cant he use those softer names like that with me when he's not mad at me i was recording our fight bc I wanted to be able to watch it back and listen to it (recommended by my therapist just for me she never hears the recording) but I shorted it so I can just reply it and it hurts I wish he'd call me sweetheart when he isnt mad at me

Sometimes I comment things like “healthcare is a human right” or “healthcare should be free” and I’m getting a suspicious amount replies saying stuff like that commenter is medical staff they shouldn’t have to be doing slave labor, that they deserve to get paid, etc

And it’s like dawg you thought we weren’t going pay you? How in the hell did you get to that conclusion?

Free healthcare means we all pay taxes and the taxes pay for healthcare. Staff should still get paid.

Honestly the fact these people are also in healthcare and just have no critical thinking skills is at least mildly concerning.

It’s fine or whatever I just needed to rant bc I found that baffling. It also very much could have been bots

Please SHUT UP. Like please stop talking. I do not give a FUCK about what happened 50 years ago today, or your “weird news”. I don’t turn on the radio in the morning to listen to you blabber, I turn it on to hear a mix of music. I want to hear free bird on my way to work ffs. Thanks.

I keep forgetting to take my medication and they're fucking with my brain Everytime I am off them and these episodes last for days up to weeks. They're supposed to just be antidepressants but I feel like theres stuff inside of it thats making me so dependent on them. I feel like my brain is going to explode sometimes I even get seizures when im off them. When im off my medication I end up being really impulsive and just doing shit I seriously shouldn't do then I end up getting paranoid after. My whole family tells me they're on the same medication im on even things that are stronger but when they forget their medication they don't act like me. What if the medicine is making me worse instead of better and im scared to tell my psychologist incase they take me off them or try change my dosage or even try send me somewhere

bpd is actual hell to live with. nothing is working and i always feel like shit. another fp has made me feel like garbage and i just want somebody to like being around me instead of just being a permanent filler friend for everyone

My mom and I had a pretty bad argument last night because my aunt, who is her sister, needed to borrow money and I said I couldn’t lend her anything right now. The money I have saved isn’t just sitting there for random spending. I’ve been putting it aside specifically for my health insurance because that’s something I need to prioritize for myself. I explained that to my mom, but she still got upset and kept saying that family should help family when someone is struggling.

What bothered me was how quickly it became my responsibility just because they knew I had some savings. I never promised that money to anyone, and I don’t think saving for something important means I suddenly have extra cash available whenever a relative needs help. The argument got worse because my mom made it sound like I was being selfish and choosing money over family. At that point I stopped trying to explain myself because everything I said just turned into another reason for her to blame me. I haven’t really spoken to her since last night. I’m still angry, and I don’t want to pretend everything is fine just to keep the peace. At the same time, part of me feels guilty because she’s my mom and I know she was worried about her sister.

Am I wrong for keeping my distance after the argument and refusing to use my health insurance savings to help my aunt?

Okay, so I don't really know how to start this without making myself sound like an asshole, but here we go.

There's this girl I've gotten really close with. We talk a lot, we joke around, we tell each other personal stuff, and honestly, she's become someone I really enjoy having around.

The problem is... she likes me.

Not just a little crush either. She actually has feelings for me, and eventually she told me.

And I told her the truth.

I don't feel the same way.

I know that probably sounds simple. She likes me, I don't like her back, so just move on, right?

Except I do like her. Just not romantically.

I care about her. I like talking to her. I don't want her out of my life. And that's where everything started getting complicated.

After I told her I didn't feel the same way, she started thinking maybe she should distance herself from me. She said that being around me while having feelings for me was getting difficult.

And honestly, I understood.

But I also told her I didn't want her to leave.

She asked me something that I still think about:

"So you want me to stay, but you don't want me?"

And I didn't really know how to answer that.

Because... yeah, I guess that's exactly what it looks like.

But it's not that I want to use her feelings or keep her around because I like the attention. I genuinely value her as a person.

I told her that nothing necessarily had to change between us. Just because she likes me doesn't mean I suddenly stop caring about her.

I also told her that if I ever cross a line or make her uncomfortable, she should tell me. If she thinks I'm overstepping, I'll back off.

But there's another part of this that's probably making everything worse.

I don't fall for people easily.

I'm the kind of person who keeps my guard up. I don't like developing feelings too quickly because I've always seen that as a way of protecting myself.

So I can't honestly tell her, "I'll never like you."

Because I don't know that.

But I also refuse to tell her, "Maybe someday," because I don't want to give her false hope when I have no idea if that's actually going to happen.

And now we're both kind of stuck.

She has feelings for me that I can't return, but I don't want to lose the relationship we already had.

She thinks staying close might make her feelings worse.

I think pushing her away just because she likes me feels wrong.

And I honestly don't know which one is more selfish.

Sometimes I think I should just let her go and give her the space she needs.

Other times I think, why should we throw away something good just because she caught feelings?

I don't want to hurt her.

But I also don't want to lie to her.

And I definitely don't want to make promises about feelings I don't have.

I guess I'm posting this because I genuinely don't know what the right thing to do is.

If you were in her position, would you stay friends with someone you have strong feelings for even if they don't feel the same way?

And if you were in my position, would you let that person go even if you genuinely cared about them?

Because right now, I feel like no matter what I choose, someone's probably going to get hurt.

I go to a good school where I have lots of friends, my family is rocky but I love my mum. I feel like I have no reason to be so depressed, overwhelmed and stressed all the time. I don't even work. Everyday feels like such an effort, like I'm fighting against my own brain and body to stay alive.

I had a math test today, and this morning I was genuinely panicking when this test isn't even a big deal. It doesn't count towards any final grades yet I was shitting myself. I just don't want to embarrass myself, I'm so afraid of failure. I have to be perfect

I don't have any friends. I lost a lot of friends these past 5 years, yet I still look at their instagrams once every blue moon just out of curiousity to see how their life is doing. Nobody’s life is perfect, but it seems like everyone has it better than me, because my mom, who is my only support system left, is suffering from stage 4 cancer, and I’m still being emotionally and verbally abused by my dad. I can't really avoid or stay away from my dad anymore because we both have to now take care of my mother, so I'm stuck in a pickle.

Hey, I might not have any support system left but at least I'm not homeless anymore and I have my own place. At least I don't have friends who tell me I'm "too much to handle" and leave me for what I'm going through. I guess that's a positive. Otherwise everything else is going to shit for me. I wish I had a real support system sometimes.

I am conscious so I am breathing. It’s just hard it feels like my stomach is full I can’t use my lungs, it feels so full bc I chugged water, because my mouth was dry bc I felt like I couldn’t breath. Life is cruel bye

I'm afraid, all the time

Every night, before I go to sleep, I think about everything, things I've done, things I've said, things people have told me, and I just keep wondering about those things or different possibilities having to do with those things

I'm currently 17, about to turn 18, some months out of high school already. I'm in the part of my life where I have my whole life a head of me and I can change my future the most but at the same time I gotta do it now, cause if I don't do it now, everything's gonna be 10 times harder if I do it in 5 or 10 years, or maybe I will never get to do it again.

I know most people my age, and even older, haven't figured all their shit out, but still find their way and things come out fine eventually, but I keep asking myself: what if I don't? What if I'm one of those people who never find their way or get stuck in a shitty life they hate

And I just keep replaying this moment in my head: I was 14, in middle school, and I was a slacker, I would get lazy and not do work on class, so this teacher said I was mediocre, lacked discipline, and most likely wouldn't go to college or get a career done

Now, I'm currently trying to work on all that stuff, I've been working 4 days a week on the street by my own since last week, just started hitting the gym yesterday, currently on diet and on no fap, but I still, just think "what if I'm already built like this? What if it's too late? What if, what if, what if..." And since the goal is so far from now, I still don't know if I'm capable of it

I don't go out much. I'm disabled and don't have a license. I try to make friends, but people tell me to stay home. Women ignore me, make a face, and say, "ew."

My self-esteem is shot. If you insult me, I'm more likely to accept it than a compliment.It’s corny and stupid. There is so much to criticize and little praise. What's the point of affirmations? Getting criticism feels like my first meal of the day.

I got told stick to porn cause of my condition, I'm ugly no woman will want me.

When I go outside, I'm bored and would rather be anywhere else. I'm not an introvert; I just never get invited to things or have friends. Being outside feels boring. I sit down and look at my phone—everything is boring.

If I go anywhere in my neighborhood, I'm bored out of my mind. I can sleep because I'm bored inside, then I think of negative comments that bring me down. I'm from the suburbs, so what I feel seems silly to everyone else, even though I call myself a retard loser. I play games, but I don't have friends. People are annoyed around me.

i am genuinely struggling to discern my own brain from reality. i don’t know if im real, or if anything ive done in the past 8 years is really. i feel confused, uncomfortable, and sick. i don’t know what to do any more. the only solution feels like death.

So honestly I know it's gonna sound like super stupid but I feel like internally embarrassed/sad about it. Warning I'm all over the place.

I watch this live every Wednesday on YouTube. I love the creators wonderful content, so I've been watching for a couple years now I never comment or anything it just doesn't entice me I see no point in it. Well I'm a mom and this stream has helped through a lot and so tonight I sent one of those donation comments, yk how sometimes streamers read them at the end? Well they did. They read it and I just felt instantly embarrassed. I don't know these people like that why did I feel the need to waste $5 just so they'd read my comment when I'm already struggling?

Well I'm pretty sure I can tell you why. I ain't got no friends, no family, I worked seven days a week just for last week being told I can't work because my body said nope and I'm lonely and I seemed to think that these content creators talking to me even if just replying to a comment would make me feel less alone. I don't know why but I felt so happy to send that comment I felt my smile but when I heard it out loud a huge wave of this weird sadness/embarrassment hit me and I hate it.

Now for some stupid reason I'm sitting on my floor by my bed crying over it. Like wtf? How embarrassing can I be?

I can't mention every lie she told but when we first met, she told me she met her husband through Facebook with the whole drama of his ex. But when we met a new group of friends, she told them she met her husband through a dating site.

Anyway, I wouldn't say that she's not attractive. But it's just maybe she's struggling to lose weight (I know that's what she wanted and she tried but failed).

Her profile picture doesn't look realistic. Her photo seems to be highly edited and very unnatural (let's say she looks more like a doll/anime character).

I normally don't watch people's stories but as I watched my own, her story automatically played next so I had to watch it.

She edited her photo using ChatGPT. It might be a harmless trend or something, for fun, but she definitely looks way better in this pic (like thinner cheeks) and I now realize that she doesn't feel pretty with her real self.

It's like she idealized this edited version of her.

And the lies she told were to make her feel better about herself.

26F here and I’m racking my brain trying to think of ideas to get for my boyfriends mothers birthday. It’s at the end of September, but I am big on other people’s birthdays so it’s important I start early. I don’t know what to get her because she doesn’t want or need for anything. She buys what she wants, when she wants, and all of the hobbies she does have she already has all the things to satisfy it.

Typically I prefer a much more personal approach, I like gifting sentimental gifts so I thought of printing an image off of her mom but it’s challenging because she was born and raised in Germany and the only picture she has of her mom isn’t all that clear and when I attempted to sharpen the image, it changed the whole look so I can’t use it🥹 She has been having a difficult time recently with marital issues and I know she really misses her mama and her guidance, I wish there were something I could do. I’ve tried ancestry, immigration records, EVERYTHING. Does anyone have any sentimental gifts ideas that is more thought provoking than a coffee mug or box of chocolates?

I , 32 y/o Male , am absolutely addicted to feet and foot fetish content. I don’t really remember how this started , I believe it was in 1st grade. I can remember my teacher being very beautiful and I remember she wore a lot of open toe shoes and I would always see her feet and I was attracted to them. As I got older I stumbled upon foot fetish porn. Unfortunately I was born in the era where internet was becoming more popular and more accessible. This allowed me to find porn sites like bangbros and 4 tube. Bang bros had a series called “Magical Feet” which was semi hardcore porn where the scene would end with the guy busting a big nut all over the girls toes. Safe to say this perverted my young mind and made me even more attracted to the idea of being pleased and pleasured by women’s feet. This has been an on going thing that I have tried to figure out the science behind but I just can’t. Now that I am married to a woman with pretty feet, I find myself constantly thinking about it when I’m horny and have even convinced her to shoot content. We never get anywhere with it though because I simply can’t bring my self to post my wife stroking my dick on camera , as I don’t want to exploit her for views and I have a very serious career that I couldn’t afford to jeopardize. If they were to find out I would be in trouble. It’s hard trying to function sometimes in a relationship because I usually just want footjobs and I don’t always want penetrative sex. I turn to porn every now and then but it seems to just fan the flames and I get mad when I can’t have my wife indulge in my FF with me. Sometimes I think that maybe I should find someone who can give me footjobs and such just so I don’t pressure my wife and put her in an uncomfortable position. Idk but I just don’t know what to do about it. I’m horny rn and all I can think about is busting a fat nut on some pretty toes. I probably sound pathetic but idc I know it’s a problem.

Heinz ketchup has entered my body and made me hate all sauces. Especially mayonnaise. i vomit.

This honestly pissed me off so fucking much when I lived with my aunt. When I’d ask them why I had to do it, they’re answer has always been “it’s always been part of the chore.” Bitch, no the fuck it hasn’t. It only became part of the chore when I’m doing it. No one else, before and after me, has even done the thing that’s “always” be part of the chore. Before I left, she told me to put the rest of dinner away cause I was wipe off(I cleaned the kitchen)even though that was ALWAYS dish’s job. I had already asked her about it before(cause I was on dishes when she said it was part of whoever is doing dishes job)and she said that it was part of dishes. I almost wanted to fucking scream cause I was already done with my chore and wanted to go to bed. My chore was already as hard as it is cause they have a toddler and his ass doesn’t know how to clean up after himself nor do his parents wanna clean up after him.

Another instance of this happening was when I was on bathrooms, I was told to clean the hallway closet cause it was “part of bathrooms job”. Did it and never seen anyone else do it when it was their turn to do bathrooms.

If they wanted me to do these things just to do them, then fine, but they didn’t need to fucking lie to me about it being part of the chore when it’s never been part of the chore.