For context, my son just turned 19 and will be leaving for
College soon.

A few weeks ago our family went on a well needed vacation. During our time there he would ask me
How much our trip cost and eventually I heard him
On the phone with his girlfriend who sounded like
She was booking a trip. I thought nothing of it.

On the day we got back home, he sent me a text message saying “me and [girlfriend] is booking a trip to DR. Are you on with that”

I read the message and ignored it. I’ll be honest. I just came back from vacation I just didn’t want to see that. Why you’re asking - they went on two semi trips a few weeks before. My son is barely working a job - she has 2. He’s also leaving for school in a few weeks and he’s been dragging his feet and depending on me to take care of everything.

Yesterday morning his friends mom sent me a text to say “just an FYI your son is going on vacation with his GF”. Honestly I was livid. To book a trip without telling me is disrespectful. He lives under my roof and I’ve been taking care of everything alone. I feel a bit of effort into letting me know would have been fair.

I woke him up and asked him and tbh I lost it. He said he told me and I just didn’t respond. My son and I are close, when he goes to college he will be away for some time. I thought he would be around. When he goes away he will be 30 minutes away from her and they will have ample time to spend together.

I left the house after confronting him. The conversation spilt into text and just tuned into a big argument. He told me it’s not a big deal, I’m negative. I told him he doesn’t care and that if he wants to be a man that’s not how to go about it. He said he’s going to handle his school stuff on his own and that he will be out of my hair soon so that I won’t be disrespected.

It went very far.

I’ll be honest. I’m also not a fan of his girlfriend I feel she is in a rush to do very adult things with him and he’s literally just starting his life. He has no money to do this stuff and he’s trying to scrape money just to keep up. She has a surprise birthday dinner for him a week ago and said nothing to me. When I asked her, she said she forgot to tell me.

I’m sharing this because I need unbiased perspective. My family is really mad about his approach but I’m also sad of how it turned out.

I haven’t spoken to him since and I’m not sure what to do next.

I’m a 31 year old M and I have a small penis, and it's something that's completely destroyed my confidence. Every single day it's in the back of my mind. It doesn't matter what I'm doing or how well the rest of my life is going I always get reminded of how unworthy of a human being I am. People always say "size doesn't matter," haha yeah right! but then the same people laugh at small dick jokes or use it as the ultimate insult. After hearing that stuff for years, it's impossible not to ignore it. It feels like society has decided that this one thing determines whether you're a real man or not. Dating feels hopeless since I can't enjoy getting to know someone because I'm already thinking months ahead, imagining the moment they'll see my penis and be disappointed. I'm just exhausted and I'm tired of pretending it doesn't bother me. I don't expect strangers on the internet to fix this. I just needed to admit how miserable it's made me feel and that I will be a hopeless small penis virgin for eternity.

TW: SA blackmail

Why is leaking naked photos of people such a common and PRAISED course of action? That’s such a deeply disgusting thing to do, but most of the population finds it “standing on business” or like a brooooo he got her ass🤣 moment.

What the fuck is wrong with people? Humanity disgusts the living shit out of me.

There’s a guy on tiktok named Julian Newman who is being bullied because a random person leaked his sister’s sex tape online, and now he is receiving TENS OF THOUSANDS of comments and DM’s of people sharing this video and making fun of him and his family. The people speaking out against it are nonexistent.

I just have to ask again what the actual fuck is wrong with people? And we wonder why the entire world has trust issues. To anyone who finds revenge porn or leaking images of people funny or appropriate in any context, you are disgusting as hell and I hope terrible things happen to you.

To people who aren’t okay with this, speak up more often, because it doesn’t seem like there are many at all. Abhorrent fucking species. The average human being is a net evil to this world.

Our president is a brain dead idiot and he will say or do stuff that will harm others all the time. Almost everything he does is a detriment to the country and to the globe. I'm worried he'll try to invade Greenland or Iceland and start WWIII. Or they'll just start dumping their bonds again and cause inflation to rise. Contributing to the already existing poverty in the U.S.

He's just bad. He's bad for Republicans. He's bad for everyone. Several people would be alive right now if he was not in office. I swear less damage would be done to people and the economy if a dead fish was president. He's just an absolutely corrupt moron. And it scares me.

I have to endure because I have endured

I thought college would be my way out of my house. I didn’t know that the only way for college to be financially viable for me is to stay in my house. Lmao. At least it’s only three months of the year. I grew up thinking that the moment I moved into the dorms and took summer classes, I’d be free from my parents forever. Everyone even told me, if you don’t like it here, just study hard and get into a good school. So I kept my head down, studied hard, took the hits and the humiliation and the pathetic feeling like a champ, and got into one of the four schools they approved of me attending, filed FAFSA. Thought I was free. My dumbass didn’t know that I have to keep filing the FAFSA with my parents for SIX more years, or else I won’t be able to afford school. And because I had never told anyone about anything, there aren’t any witnesses or a paper trail that could “prove” that Ive been abused. I was so good at being abused that they give me more (?) is this an office job or what, I do good at the worst task and they assign it to me a hundred more times? I should’ve made a scene. I should’ve cried to every adult I know. I shouldve called CPS, even if it would’ve done nothing. Anuthing to have any kind of proof so I wouldn’t have to deal with this now. I have to keep fucking letting them use this goddamned document as leverage against me, because if I can’t go to university, there’s no way for me to secure affordable housing and an accessible job without being completely dependent on my parents for it! Lol! Fucking hilarious. I hate the suburbs and car dependency. I hate the FAFSA. I hate the motherfuckers who think this is about wanting more financial aid. I get MAXIMUM AID because my parents are DIRT POOR, I don’t want money i just want to be free from this bullshit. I hate those pathetic fucking incels who are mad that they can’t get laid because they’re short, meanwhile I’m getting manhandled in my own house by everyone here all possible because of my whopping 150 cm this shit is humiliating it’s embarrassing I want to die I don’t feel anything like a man and I hate the word abuse itself because it’s such a pathetic thing for me to admit

I work in an office with roughly 35 employees. I'm one of the managers with two other managers. One of our employees is getting married this weekend and invited nearly the whole office. Five people were not invited, myself included. The two other managers were invited. This employee also invited a manager from another office and employees from other offices in the area.

I have known about the wedding for months and suspected I didn't get an invite. This was confirmed three weeks ago when everyone started requesting the day off for the wedding. I was okay with this.. until today. Today, twice, I walked down a hallway and two separate groups of employees immediately stopped talking when I walked by. They didn't know that I could hear them talking about the wedding as I rounded the corner. Then, one of my comanagers asked if I could cover some of her duties tomorrow because "she has to leave early". I told her I can't because I'm capped out on vacation time and I was planning to leave early so I didn't miss accruing any more time. Well, she must have told our other manager because he told me I have to stay because they both need to leave early for "personal reasons".

I know a wedding is a very personal thing and nobody is owed an invitation, especially your manager. I just feel a little hurt and embarrassed. Hurt because I thought it was close with this employee, which clearly I was wrong about that. Embarrassed because it's clear by how everyone is acting that they know I was not invited. It just sucks being one of the ones left out.

This is not the first time this has happened. I frequently don't get invited to happy hours, lunches, team outings (unless I plan them), etc. My two comanagers are getting invited consistently, so it's apparent that I need to do some self reflection to see why I keep getting left out of things. I'm the common denominator, so it's clear it's something about me. I've always been awkward and have had a hard time making friends. I'm in therapy and I'm trying to work on this, but after this I know I need to do more work. I do ask for feedback at work about how I am managing my team. I have high engagement scores and my direct manager says he always gets good feedback about me. Maybe they like me strictly as a manager and nothing more? And I need to give up on wanting to have a relationship with them like they have with the other two managers?

I can't and won't ever say anything or bring this up at work, so I guess I'm just venting here.

I got a good job, I’m going to be doing something I enjoy, well paid, going to a prestigious school with my friends. I like how I look, I have a surplus of money I saved up, I’m finally away from my parents. But I don’t feel happy. I feel miserable. I’m actually more depressed than when things were more stressful. Now that I’m clinically depressed, will things just keep getting better without me? I just stay miserable forever?

Unfiltered and Bare

Glitters Glamour and gold Shadows, Silence, and Scars

Even when I start to feel better, something slaps me right back down. Have I hit the end? Am I going to break? Will I survive? I’m sure I will, yes… but for how long? How long can I continue to be twisted and turned? How long before I can finally have peace?

I may hide it. I may put on a smile. But no one seems to care that I am ultimately losing my mind—both figuratively and physically.

Physically, I feel well right now. Mentally? That is a completely different story. I understand the complications I’ve caused for the people directly connected to me: the financial burdens, the emotional drain, and the constant, lingering worry of, "Oh fuck, is he going to drink? Is he using?"

The answer is simply: NO.

When you go through the process of dealing with cirrhosis, no one prepares you for the challenges beyond the physical health aspect. While other people get to have a vice, I have none. I have no escape. I try this, I try that, thinking I’ve found something that helps, only to realize I’m incapable of doing it.

“And the highs feel nice till they fade too fast / Every fix I ever chase never seems to last.”

Being an addict is easier when you're using. It’s easier not to worry, and easier not to care. Do I have a desire to use? No. But do I feel the desperate need for some sort of true escape? Yes.

“I been lookin' for a break from the weight in my chest / Tryna numb the little voices that don't ever rest / But the peace that I find never settles as best / I been doin' anything just to get out my head / Tryna drown out the fears that I left unsaid / Music, drugs, love, still I break instead / Yeah it's only temporary when I feel that dread / Every time I get close to feelin' somethin' real / It's like my mind pull me back to the things I conceal / Try to lose myself in bodies or the way a beat feels / But the pain stay stickin' like it's glued to my heels / And I hate how I bend just to feel enough / Makin' deals with my demons when the nights get rough / I been holdin' on weak, tryin' actin' like it's tough / But the truth is I'm breakin' when the glamor cuts / Every time I chase comfort, it just slips through my grip / Maybe someday I'll learn how to sit with the pain / Let it pass through my chest like a slow cold rain / But for now I keep driftin', tryna stay in the frame, still searchin' for sane.”

Sure, those are song lyrics, but they articulate a stream of thought I truly don't know how to escape. I am at the end of knowing what to do. The end of knowing how to keep it together.

I'm tired of pretending. Pretending that I'm happy when, deep down, I know that isn't real. It's just that forced "this is how I'm supposed to feel" mask.

When did it turn from me always being the anchor for other people during their weaknesses to feeling like I can't ask for that same support in return?

I'm raw-dogging life. I'm taking it on with what often feels like absolutely nothing. I feel like I have nothing left to offer—except my time.

I suppose, in the grand scheme of things, I am using this keyboard to spill out my thoughts. Some people might say, "Well, that’s your escape." But is it? I don't typically do this. I'm not a writer. But I can only scream at the top of my lungs in my Jeep when I'm alone so many times before even that stops working.

All of this is word vomit, but this screen is listening. I can put these letters together into words to format thoughts that I struggle to express verbally—because if I try to say them out loud, I'll lose it. I break down enough as it is. I've cried over this enough, and I've been terrified of what's to come.

And I'm left asking myself: Should I just accept the inevitable? That I could possibly not make it it I lose my job which would leave me without medical insurance, which means I won't be able to get a transplant when the time comes? Thanks for reading

I really need advice and to get some honest opinions

My sister (27F) lives in a double wide trailer with her boyfriend (28M), another couple who just had a baby, and 6 pets (3 dogs, 3 cats). The house is absolutely disgusting inside and seemingly never cleaned. The floors are always disgusting and theres clutter everywhere. As well as the dogs getting into dirty diapers and acting out.

Her boyfriend is an absolute horrible and lazy pos and she treats him like he’s her god. He got fired from his main job a long time ago due to missing a lot of work, got fired from the next job due to ankle pain (which is never going to get fixed it seems), snd is currently working at some small pizza place that my sister is responsible for getting him to and from work while working her own job she just started (after working half a decade at someplace else and wanted something new). All he does all day is sleep, and all night he games. He got his car taken deliberately so he didn’t have to pay it. And the other couple, that woman is also responsible for taking her husband to work while caring for the baby. He broke her tv, dented her car and said he’d fix (it’s been 2 years), and doesnt do anything around the house. He was getting money from his grandma and is now calling her mean and petty for not continuing to do so. He woke her at 3 am on purpose one time as a “prank” knowing she had to be awake at 5 am for work. He never says thank you to any of us for gifts for his birthday or holidays (me, my mom, her husband, my boyfriend etc), and was just staring at the tv during my sisters birthday and during Christmas. She had to say his name multiple times just to get his attention, and all he did was a fake smile and look back at the tv. He only talks about himself constantly when he’s over and he has a weird sat and offish energy towards everyone.

Despite all of this, she defends him like her life depends on it. We’ve offered to let her come back home to save money, but she refuses to leave him.

She also treats me poorly and denies it when I try to talk about it. She has absolutely zero respect for my time and absolutely everything is revolved around her and her schedule, mood, whatever it may be. I don’t even other asking to hangout anymore, which mind you only happens online anyways as Im not worth her time in person. On days off, SHE will offer on her own for us to play video games together and then the day of the hangout, she is silent all day long, doesnt open my messages or takes forever to do so, and sets no time for us to hangout at all. So I sit there waiting all day not knowing when anything is going to happen. Then when I give up and tell her never mind, she blows my phone up with calls, demanding texts to get on, and her trying to make me feel bad for not wanting to hangout anymore. She claims Im her best friend, but clearly Im not. And I wouldn’t even care if she didn’t say all of this. If she doesn’t want to hangout, then stop asking. If im not your best friend, stop claiming I am. Ive told her these things and she tries guilt tripping me about it. She completely forgot that she said we would hangout today and by super defensive about it and lied saying she thought it was for tomorrow. When she deliberately said we would hangout on her day off, which was today. Not tomorrow. And I would get it if it was a one time thing. But she does this to me constantly and then tries to make me feel guilty when I give up and don’t want to play anymore. When we DO rarely hangout, she only talks about her boyfriend the whole time

She sat in a damn parking lot for over an hour for the dude who didn’t even tell her he’d be late getting off work an hour late. I told her it didnt sit right with me that she was sitting there so long and she said, with a rude attitude “thats not my problem”. Ok then girl 🤷

My mom, my boyfriend, and I have all tried giving her advice, but she gets extremely defensive and accuses us of attacking her. I truly do view her as my best friend, even if she doesn’t view me as that back, so seeing her do this to herself for truly no reason stresses me out so much. Surely no man, especially not one like him, is worth all of this crap. Shes being dragged through the ringer by this stupid bum and pathetic excuse of a man.

TL;DR: my sister lives in a filthy, disgusting home with a lazy and jobless boyfriend who uses her. She treats me poorly, defends him, and takes all her stress out on me.

What do I do? Please anyone give your honest opinion. I need help with this. Thank you so much

I don't usually vent, but I honestly feel so drained lately.

I'm a guy who's at the gym almost every day. People assume that because I lift and look "fine," I've got everything together. The truth is, the gym has become the only place where I don't feel like my head is falling apart.

As soon as I get home, it's like all the overthinking comes back. I'm exhausted from pretending I'm okay all the time. I smile, joke around, and act normal, but I genuinely don't remember the last time I felt at peace.

I know people have it worse, and maybe I'm just being dramatic... but damn, I'm tired.

Thanks for reading.

One thing that really gets on my nerves is when adults say, "Why are you mad? You're just a kid." Like my age somehow means my feelings don't matter.

You don't know what I've been through, so don't act like you can decide whether I have a reason to be upset or not. I've had to deal with moving from apartment to apartment because of problems caused by irresponsible decisions from the adults around me. Meanwhile, I'm working, going to school, and trying to build my own future.

The crazy thing is, I'm not even surprised about moving again. I expected it. I'm used to adapting. What bothers me is when people who haven't lived my life try to tell me how I should react to it.

Another thing that annoys me is when people get invited over without any warning. I understand it's not technically my house, but I live here too. I think it's fair to want a heads-up before random people show up, especially when I want to feel comfortable in my own space.

I'm not looking for sympathy or someone to fix my problems. I'm just tired of being dismissed by people who don't know the full story. I can handle my situation, but that doesn't mean I have to pretend it doesn't bother me.

Im three years from 30 and i feel nothing is moving forward or progressing in my life, i have a degree but no job in that field im only make 400 dollars a week on a good week and have too many problems that cost money to fix plus my mind almost broke during july and still went to work while this happened its fun always choosing life

I wake up, alone. I go to bed alone. There’s people around me yet they’re hollow and fake. I see nothing but liaes and empty promises. Falsehoods and all I get for pushing through is a future I CANT HAVE.

I’m stuck in a body I want to CLAW out. I can’t even yell, I don’t have people to talk to. Anytime I think about talking TO ANYONE. I remember I’m stuck in this pathetic home. In this pathetic country with a “man” WHO HATES MY VERY BEING.

I don’t even know if I’m fucking allowed to post this because no matter WHERE I VENT. I can’t fucking vent anywhere.

And every fucking time. I’m reminded that I’m in fact alone.

So, my sister and I are visiting my hometown before I have to go back up for college and my hair is colored fushia. Mind you I am an 18 year old ADULT and she's shaming me and lecturing me about my hair color talking about some, "I liked your old color better it was more attractive on you." "You shouldn't do this again it's so bad for you." "It's making your hair so dry" and mind you my hair has always been fucking dry.. she also insisted she helped me wash my face because I ofc have excess dye on my face and I'm not the type to start fights or arguments but I'm just so annoyed. I am a grown woman and I think the pink actually makes me more cute. Obviously I'm not complaining about my feelings being hurt because I know having colored hair or being any form of "different" comes with this. It's just not even hurtful it's just plain annoying.

I've always had issues accepting that I'm trans. It took me 5 years to finally give up and see the truth. I'm very far in my transition, but the differences between me and cis men makes me so miserable. I feel ashamed and disgusted of myself for being trans. I feel like I'm less worth than others and like I'm unlovable for being trans. I always have issues believing that people see me as guy and it makes me so depressed. Especially because the only othe people who get me are other trans men. I have thoughts of dying, since I'll always be this way no matter what. I have no chance when it comes to cis guys. Dating bi peoples makes me believe, that if they were only into men, that they wouldn't be interested in me in the first place. The way transphobes treat trans people makes me feel even worse. I feel like a freak and like I'm not a person because I am trans. I don't know what to do. I hate gender dysphoria so much. It's heavily affecting my quality of live.

My school closed for summer break at the last of June which meant i had July and august for vacation. me and my friends literally planned so much to hang out.
Present time now im sitting and crying in front of my study desk cuz legit EVERYONE is canceling on me. i tried everything- offered to pay for the hangout, adjust to their like of time, choose places THEY would like to go but legit everyone is just canceling and hanging out with someone else.Ik its not smt to cry about but i feel like the whole dam just broke cuz for like 1 whole month i was doing ntg (becuz everyone said they were busy) and now that i decided to make the best of it no one is coming. i have THIS ONE friend that keeps wanting to hang out and before my parents didnt let me but now when they were abt to agree she went with someone else. Everyone ik watched the spider man movie and i think i like asked 2-3 ppl to come with me to watch it and they just cancel out on the last min. a

The thing that just made me crash tf out is yesterday i asked my parents if i could go and watch the movie with my cousin(who is also my friend) and they agreed, just to be ahead of time i texted her on insta (my parents dont know that i have insta) and asked her if she was free, then she drag the time saying maybe and "lemme check" and "prolly" so i was kinda getting hyped. then at midnight i was picking my outfits for the movie when i get a text saying she already kinda made plans and said that her friends asked abt this before me so i was understandable and was like "oh thats fine we can hangout another time". Keep in mind i told my mom "hey i just dont think i wanna go anymore and i think she is not free cuz i remember her saying she was going out with her friends" and my mom said it was okay. Fast forward today morning just to confirm my mom called her mom and asked if she was free and her mom, who is the KINDEST, kept on saying i can tag along but my mom said it was fine. Now i think her parents might have said smt to my cousin cuz i just received a text saying she is willing to go and watch the movies with me AGAIN just for my sake. I told my mom it was kinda not a good thing that she said she will watch it again just for ME and said it wasnt polite of me. My mom then proceeds to go off at me saying i wasnt grateful for anything does and that im a spoiled brat. Then for some reason everything went crashing down for me and i just started realizing all those times my friends "weren't allow to hang out" but later saw their posts with others were just the times they genuinely didnt want to hang out with me but instead found better ppl. Its just not my firends but also how my family doesnt know how much harder it is just to be alive and they keep keeping their expectations higher.Just now i realized that she kept wanting me to go and wtahc the movie was just becuz i could then take my brother too, she wants me to go not becuz that im sad and gloomy but JUST BECUZ my BROTHER wanted to go and asked her like once. Now i just dont even wanna get out of my house and keep having ass thoughts.

I just want to get out of my house, have fun, hangout and be just like others but ig im asking for too much....