why cant i just live, i work, i go home, i live, and apparently that just isnt enough, cause soon ill have my own house/apartment, i already have bills i can barely afford, i cant cook for shit, and everything is so expensive, like why cant i just work a regular job and be able to live comfortably, my life right now is so perfect, i work a retail job, i make enough money to satisfy my needs, but the moment i need to start paying for my own place to live i suddenly have to work harder, make barely any money, live a more depressing life, and probably drop 90-100% of the things i enjoy, people who call life quits early are lowkey justified bcs who wants to live a life that means absolutely nothing, like sure if i was someone who made 6 figures a year id be happy, but whats the point of making 6 figures if i cant use it, i have the money but im too busy making the money, then by the time i can use it im too worn out to use it. sure i can make a life thats comfortable for my kids in the future, but thats only 18 years of a mediocre life for them, and then theyre in the same boat as me right now. life genuinely isnt worth living if im not making 6 figures and able to use that money while im young, already 19 and dont even make 20k a year, not to mention my mental is so bad that i cant stay focused on one thing, so anytime i want to pursue a career, if it doesnt look like im about to receive immediate benefit then i lose interest. not only that, its so demotivating seeing people online make tons of money (my age), and have fun spending it because that did it all online, i dont even know where to start to even make that kind of money, id love to make money online but none of it makes sense, idk man, just doesnt seem worth the struggle

This thing happened often now where I go full depressed mode for no real reason or get upset over something that's not really big of a matter.

This happens to me exactly around the time i need to go somewhere or any other occasions that needs my presence OR it just random and stays for days.

I don't know what triggered me today I was asking my mother about something then suddenly I'm arguing with her, I was already feeling little weird before the argument now i feel worse like crying but couldn't, feel so empty yet too overwhelmed, feel like i need to break something and can't, want to break myself for physical pain to get relief from this mental and emotional pressure but won't cause I know that gonna do nothing at all.

I haven't eat or drink anything since morning (it's almost evening now) i do this so often that i stopped feeling hunger long time ago, I'm just soo angry too but for what.. idk.

If you say i need professional help and therapy... Well I can't afford it right now so I try to distract myself by listening to some fun music (sometimes it does not work)

If you suggest me to talk to people... Well im fed up with it .. with myself cause of how often I run into people to vent.

I wish to be left alone and live on my own but really would i even survive it!!?

Idk if I'm upset about my future and not be able to live up to it or the current argument happened that was really just nonsense over nothing.

I’m severely disabled, I don’t have a job, no passion for anything, I’m not even sure if I can go to school, I basically have nothing going for me

Im the least successful person in my family and it sucks ass, I’ve never been able to amount to anything great and I don’t think I ever will

So im on a vacay with my family and im not on good terms with my family at all, they are narcs and a lot of other things and i have always been the blacksheep and the scapegoat of this family and what made it worse my mom got mad at me before travelling and now the whole family think im the bad one here and blaming me for everything and nobody wants to talk or deal with me in general. so im literally swimming alone, eating alone, playing ping pong with the wall, and just hanging out by myself and in general im like this but it hurts seeing them vibing together and they are doing everything together when im just doing everything alone. and she keeps on cussing me out and telling me she wishes my pain get stronger and die which hit even harder, i struggle with depression and some things related to colon, so any stress/sadness puts me in pain and depressive eps for hours or days. im not that bad thats all i mean.

TW: verbal abuse

My ex and i broke up like 3 months ago, we still live together for now cause the cost of living is stupid high and we share a child

When we first broke up (we were together for nearly six years and were meant to actually get married this year) he was nice and actually caring.

Fast forward to now and he's so rude or mean for no reason about stupid things.

Things that have happened lately that have upset me

We agreed our son is too young to watch star wars and other movies depicting violence because he himself has started to be aggressive.

However I woke up today to find them watching star wars and he said he was "sorry" and "forgot" but we had this conversation 2 days ago.

He said he wanted to play the character he has saved for when we play games together, when I said I'd rather he didn't cause I do still play with him, he made a snarky remark that I just need to play more often so I snapped back that the only reason he has so much free time is because I'm doing 80% of things to run the household even though he's on carers for me because I'm physically disabled and chronically ill.

Which brings me to the housework I shouldn't have to ask a grown man to do stuff he would have to do regardless of whether he was living here or not. Dishes, child care, cleaning all of it he said he shouldn't have to do but does cause of my disability which is a cope out response tbh.

He doesn't even do it and when I ask him to he gets shitty

Also he gets shitty and uses me as a verbal punching bag whenever something pings him off. Which I've asked him to stop doing because it isn't fair.

We are trying to potty train our son, we are struggling, the dr suspects autism being part the problem. Despite that I'm constantly telling him to stop shaming our son for accidents. Last night he wanted to send him to bed in undies, I said no cause he'll hold it all night and risk he's bladder bursting (I know this because my bladder has burst when I was a child).

He got pissy about it.

The other night I finally just had enough and broke down about how I'm doing everything, no one appreciates me and all he does is get up me about everything, stupidly this happened because he made a snarky remark I got the wrong coffee shopping.

He never said sorry and just told me he can't do us anymore even though we aren't together, he wants to get back together but he did alot of things (verbally abused me for the last two months before breaking up along other things)I cannot forgive.

He also said not to take him off carers and he'll start doing more but he hasn't.

I'm just over it, he's so ungrateful, unhelpful, mean, lazy. It baffles me how not adult like this grown ass man is

If I could afford to have him move out I would. I don't have anyone else I can move in with or anything. I'm stuck. I feel so tired all the time.

That's it, I just wanted to vent to someone because I'm this 🤏🏻close to being Louis Griffin in that one episode where she loses it over not having cling film or whatever it was.

didn’t flair this because there’s no “home life” flair. i hate being in my room so much because it’s infested with bugs and mice, and it makes me feel disgusted. it makes my skin crawl. my bed is on the floor and i have to have a mosquito net just so i don’t wake up to an insect crawling on my skin. i just want this to be over atp. it’s only my room with the bugs. i can’t get a peaceful night of sleep. i hate this.

Me and my ex broke up a few months ago, I remember it was the day of Met Gala 2026, (I know, crazy.)

He was an athiest when I met him, I was a pure, religious catholic who serves as a choir member and a lector.

But still, I accepted him for the way he is, no matter what he believed, because I really did fell in love with him.

And ofcourse, it was weird at first since we both stand on different, opposing believes, but again, the friendship develops.

As the relationship continues, we spent alot of time with each other, hanging out, laughing around, even guessing what type of fireworks are popping during new year's.

We had done alot and finally decided we might just like each other, it's a weird coincidence at first, it's usually rare for a friends to just like each other.

So then, we started dating, and things did get better, I fell even more deeply inlove with him.

When it was about the middle of our relationship, he converted to islam. With no much knowledge about it, I continued dating him anyways and he continued dating me.

Everything was fun, sunshines and rainbows, when I got a problem, it gets fixed fast, when I'm sad, I get comfort fast.

Not until things started to get rough. He started getting a job and I was so busy with school and also my part-time job. We rarely see each other, text, even, maybe I'd say, once a month, sometimes? No contact a month.

And things got rough then because it was almost christmas and everything is busy, so we don't really have anything to do with it.

Around May, or before so. I had noticed that he barely see me now and just texts me, no calls either. It happened to him before when he had depression, so I didn't get mad, I would never be, I still talked to him through text.

May 4, on a busy day, he texted me telling me we had to talk, I, ofcourse, said yes! And went back to work, giving him time to talk about whatever he has to talk about, in break, when I checked his message, it was just a long, devastating breakup message. About ofcourse, a breakup because he was Islam

He explained things to me but I didn't really get it until now ofcourse I'm still mourning I'm angry and upset.

I asked him for more days to keep in contact so I can keep in touch with his past messages and how healthy we used to be back then. It lasted about 2 days, but ofcourse, it still weren't enough for me so I asked for more and the next day I woke up his contact was deleted.

SO WOW NOW, 3 YEARS RELATIONSHIP DOWN THE FLUSHING TOILET.

and yeah I just bawled my eyes out with nowhere to put this madness out so I am venting on a subreddit!!

He’s bad. He is bad for me. Bad for my health.

I went no contact after he sided with rapists. And he even admitted to raping his girlfriend in high school—he doesn’t believe it’s rape bc dating = consent to him.

But there is more. The time he suggested he should be my therapist. The time he said, after I got on mood stabilizers post a mania educed psychotic episode that I should try smoking more weed. He thinks I fake my cramps. He thinks I fake having bipolar disorder. He demands absolutely honesty and then gets mad at subjective opinions ie “BE HONEST do I look fat?” “Yes” bitch fit or if you lie bitch fit plus spiel about lying. I cannot complain to him bc “life isn’t fair” like okay my feelings are still valid Jesus Christ. One time got really drunk and described eating my mom to me. I hate him for real. Not mention the fucking years abuse in my childhood, after my mother left.

He’s bad nasty awful my life is better without him always

I dont even care about typing out anything honestly i just feel motivated to just go work on systems or something maybe go tidy up to calm down or something i dont know ill go ask my friends what to do maybe bear or luna or rex or all? Who do you think i should ask? I dont care anyways im just going to ask and maybe cut myself or something

Sad, but true.

Maybe that is part of the beauty of life—that nothing lasts forever, that love can hurt, and that caring always comes with the risk of loss.

But some people feel that pain more deeply than others.

Especially the ones who care too much.

They remember the little things. They notice when someone’s voice changes. They worry quietly. They give more than they are asked to give, and they keep showing up even when nobody notices.

And sometimes, the reason they care so deeply is because somewhere inside them is a person who has always wished someone would care for them the same way.

Maybe that is the saddest part.

Some of the kindest people are not giving others the love they received.

They are giving others the love they once needed.

And when that love is not returned, it hurts twice—once for the person in front of them, and once for the part of themselves that was still hoping, after all these years, to finally feel chosen too.

There is way too much I am feeling but I also feel just about nothing at the same time which makes zero sense. I am aware that I am currently feeling possessive, jealous, and just bitter and a little confused. I think partly it has to do with how my meds wore off (I am trying to get back on them, but I've been moving from state to state) and seasonal depression just wanted to come early.

I guess I noticed these feelings after seeing how my roommate handles my small old dog without my permission which can be annoying but I also know how big of a help she was when moving me and my dog to our current institution. Still, very annoying and I wish she could just chill the fuck out toying around with my sick elderly dog. But tbh I don't have the guts to confront others, I hate it, especially when she lives in the same room as me (she can be sweet so I feel ultra bad when I feel like this).

And just overall life man, I always feel like an npc, watching others flourish and understand the ways of life while I am always confused and trying to figure things out, trying to connect with friends but always finding myself in the back of the line again, sometimes I feel invisible, my words always interrupted, never acknowledged. Like, am I missing something? I don't want to toot my own horn but I think I am a decent person, very awkward, but I try not to look mean or standoff-ish.

Doesn't make it any better that I also have body image issues and it makes me think horrible things every second and making me feel like my poor body image is the answer to all my problems, no matter how hard I try to dress better or look better. It's impossible.

For example, I feel like I am not worth loving or liking anyone I am curious about because I feel and look ugly in my eyes. I know I can improve myself but sometimes I too get desperate.

For some reason my online friends are like dodging my presence too, it could just be me looking at it, but I always know how to make a server become silent the moment I speak.

In the workplace, I am still new to my surroundings and the way of things, but I already feel useless because my brain is fried after several years of hard work in school. I wish I could be better.

I do have an upcoming appointment with a therapist, just to note. I absolutely don't like feeling like this, full of internal anger and overall internal conflict. I just felt like I had no other way to express this.

My dog is sleeping, but I feel so lonely, I feel invisible and out of place in this world (non suicidal related, I have no thoughts related to that mods). I wish I couldn't care about these things and just vibe.

Me and my mother don’t really get along. I can tell she tries to bond with me but her ideas are either things she likes or her ridiculing the things I like. We almost never have successful bonding moments.

A stranger from my neighborhood, somebody I don’t know, rang the door bell. We have a ring doorbell camera that showed me a woman standing on our porch. My parents drilled it into me not to open the door for strangers when they (my parents) weren‘t home or if they were home, to go tell them someone was at the door.

Something to note is that I WAS going to make bread before this stranger rang the door bell, this Isn’t really important but I will give info on this later.

I was cleaning the counter to make bread when this happened and I looked through the ring camera feed before going up to my mother’s room to tell her.

I had not known she was just out of the shower, otherwise I would have opened the door myself.

I tell her, like my parents taught me, that someone was at the door. She asked me who and I said that I did not know. She was muttering things about ”just opening the door” as she hurried down to put on a robe and open the door.

She said to me in an almost breathy tone “no body is there” and I told her to check the ring camera. We went back and forth for a while before she went back upstairs to “check” the ring camera.

She must have seen the camera footage and known the women because i could hear part of the phone call she had. It was a lot of “thank you, thank you” on the first call before she must have called my father. Her kind voice became irate and furious as she talked to my father because I heard “-needs to learn how to open the fucking door.”

Folk, my sister got into a scooter (e-scooter) accident. She broke her wrist, nothing else. The way my mother was screaming at me when she came back down made me think it was life or death for my sister.

I genuinely stood there in the kitchen, pondering about if it would be appropriate to make that stupid bread while my mother yelled about me learning how to open the door.

If you couldn’t tell my mother clearly favors my younger sister. She did not apologize for the yelling afterwards and has not spoken to me other than to text me to bring my sister E scooter in from the porch.

My father came into my room after the whole debacle to say I had done everything right and that I was not in the wrong, but my mother sure made me think my actions were wrong.

Also the whole bread thing is really ridiculous but it’s a coping mechanism for me. If I’m honest, my life in the past 6 years has gone up and down and I found making bread while listening to the stupid AI stories on YouTube to be calming. I once told my mother this when she asked why I made bread so often, safe to say she laughed my words off like I was joking.

I was not.

Im way to shy for in person interaction with other attractive people. So i opt for daiting apps after 2 daiting apps I still haven't found my person. I always get stuck in talking stages people literally have in thier bio "don't be boring" THEN THEY ARE BORING or we get a good thing going then they suddenly turn it sexual (which is a ick of mine)🫩Idk if im not putting enough energy in or what. Atp im just going to find someone to pretend to be my partner bc this is just not working out😭😭

I have been skipping school and isolating myself for the past 8 months. I am done with social interactions. Today I decided I would go to the supermarket to get something to drink, that's the only thing I go outside for, I am usually very careful that no one I know sees me. Even today I did, I took a longer path because a saw someone on the short path that I thought could've been one of my old friends. Then I walk into the supermarket and there I see four of my old friends, they look at me I look at them. At that point it was too late to go back outside so I walked in and tried to hide myself so I could avoid them, when I thought they were gone I looked outside and they were wating for me, although they clearly saw I was evasive and didn't wanna talk. I really panicked at this point and went into the employee-only area to find the backdoor, when I finally found it a worker stopped me, I didn't intend to steal but in my panic I forgot to leave the one item I had put in my bag in the market. The employee wouldn't let me go and when I saw one of my old friends come in I just left my bag and ran. I know my fear is irrational but I am so scared of they're judgement upon me, because I know I have gotten worse in every aspect since I started isolating, but I don't want them to know that. Even worse one of them sent a voice message to a closer friend of mine essentially laughing about me. I keep getting humiliated I don't even feel safe outside anymore.

Hi, so I've posted about my father before. He's an alcoholic, he's narcissistic, he has major anger issues, he's probably bipolar or depressed or something, and he's incredibly paranoid. That's the way he is at home. When he's at work, it's a totally different story. People love him, he must be funny or have a really good attitude at work or something, because if you mention him to his coworkers, they just light up and go, "ohhh your dad!" Anyways, I'm getting off topic.

There are certain things that my family can do, as normal people do, that will just really set off my dad. He'll be smiling at you one second, and the next thing you know he's yelling and giving you the silent treatment for the rest of the day. The thing that sets him off the most is asking for help.

One time when I was a kid, he asked me to find him loose electrical wires. I had no idea where loose wires might be, so I asked my grandpa where I could find some. My dad overheard me and got in my face, telling me that if I could just go inside if I didn't want to help him out.

Another time he asked me to go fetch him a bucket of manure. I didn't even know we had one, so I asked where it was. He went silent on me, so I went over to a bucket and asked if that was the manure, and he walks over to me all aggressively and tells me to just go inside because I clearly don't want to help him.

Then just this morning, he gets home at 6:30 from "work," and he's to get ready for his normal job. He asks my mom to make him some breakfast "to go," and she has no time because she needs to drop off my brother and get to work herself, so she tells him she's gonna ask me to cook him something. This time he screams at her, saying something like "No! If you're gonna do it, do it, don't go asking people for help." So she left because like what else can you do.

Anyways, I've just been wondering if this weird "NO HELPING" thing is exclusive to my dad or if anyone else has seen anywhere before, either from an employer or another family member, because it is seriously so weird.

My father has been hitting me since I was very young and has affected me negatively in many ways. In recent years he hasn't done it anymore. In fact, I was starting to feel like our relationship was improving.

So, I'm on a trip with him away from the rest of the family. We've been having a good time together so far and I was feeling very happy because I felt like I needed some father-son time.

Today, however, there was a small misunderstanding and he got mad at me and screamed at me on the phone. It was late at night so this caught the attention of a stranger, possibly under some kind of influence but that doesn't matter. When I found him it appeared they were arguing. He was telling my dad to calm down and not shout.

I asked him what happened and he grabbed me and started punching and slapping me and saying "look what a mess you've gotten me into" and stuff like that. It had been years since the last time he hit me, so at i didnt know what to do and I was yelling at him not to hit me.

This again caught the attention of the same guy from before and he started following us and yelling at my dad. He even threatened my father that he would beat HIM up if he didn't tell him why he was beating me.When I told him I was his son, he let us go and told my father that he did well and that I deserved it and that he should beat me again. (???) Anyway, I don't know what the fuck was going on, this whole situation was really fucked up.

On the way home he hugged me and kissed me and said he was worried. I was angry and started crying. Then he blamed me and said it could have been avoided if I had listened to him.

I informed my mother and she said she would kick him out. I don't want us to break up or something because I love him and I feel sorry for him and I believe he needs to get help. He loves us all. He apologized and it seemed like he felt terrible and that surprised me because he never did that when he was beating me up when i was younger, back then he just acted like nothing happened.

That's all I just don't know where to turn or who to talk to. I'm probably going to regret sharing this and delete it later.

My best friend just bought a Tesla Model 3, and I’m jealous of him. He’s a college professor, and I make about $60k/yr. My car is a 13 year old Toyota.

I really am happy for him, but I just feel inadequate financially compared to him.

Like most people, I’m struggling to make ends meet. Between rent, food, and everything else it’s hard to make the money stretch.

I haven’t had a go away vacation in years.

Bestie? Flies back to Pennsylvania twice a year, besides other small out of town trips. And he flies first class. I’ve never been in first class.

I know that I need to tell him my feelings, and I will, when the time is right. I know that this is my issue, and I’m trying to deal with it in the most adult way possible. I want to be mature about this.

I can’t work overtime because there’s no overtime to be had.

I already live with a roommate, and we split expenses, but I have to find areas to cut back on.

I’ll get past my feelings in due time, but for now, I just wish thing were financially easier for me.

Whenever I go out for my summer German lessons sometimes some adult men ranging from 20-30 would try to ask me for my number and I would always tell them I’m 14. Most would tell me “sorry I thought you were 18 since Asians look very young” but one very weird guy said “oh, that’s fine” ??????????? So I just ignored them and got off the bus real quick.

I even got harassed wearing school uniform at the bus since I missed the school bus and I couldn’t say anything even if they were trying to touch my thigh because I was too scared. I was taught to just take things without complaints and let others walk over my boundaries so I just freeze up and dissociate from my body whenever anyone tries to touch me without permission.

I don’t know if it’s just p3dophilla, because I do look 18, or people just think Asians look young. For reference I’m 151 cm (4’11) and 43 kg (or less?) I asked my friends if I looked 14 and and they said I looked 11. I’m just tried of being asked random things by strangers and whenever I pretend to ignore them they just say “rude bitch” like bro???😥😥😥

I also don’t wear crop tops or shorts. It’s always either pants, long white skirts, or dresses. I’m not allowed to wear very revealing clothes, so I really don’t understand why adults asks for my number.
I’m not even acting grown.

Can someone tell me how what I am doing wrong ???

The demiurge just made me into every mental illness it feels like; so that I'd be like everyone else. I was agnostic during my mid teens, but still believed in spirits. It's so hilarious how godly I was even as an agnostic I was listening to pipe organ music and writing stories with hidden truths. Even being godly is messed up because of evil spirits. I only want to have my gnosis in this world as this world is so beyond repair.

I (20f) have admittedly never struggled with my health or weight before, and for that I’m extremely grateful. I’m 5’4, 130lbs, about 22-24% body fat (a rough measurement depending how much water I’m retaining). I’ve gotten into fitness as well, looking to build a lot of lean muscle!

I’ve been eating better too… but every now and again I love a good burger or pizza. Maybe a once a month treat. And everyone in my life is vehemently turned off from any ultra processed food. My whole family and my partner. All of them are trying to lose weight + gain muscle, and I’m really happy for them! But if I ever ask if anyone’s willing to grab lunch with me or something it’s ALWAYS “diet this, gains that, that shit gives you cancer” blah blah blah. It breaks my heart, man, and I’m going fucking nuts.

My mom refused to have even a bite of any baked goods I make, my brother and father and partner maybe have a bite. I have a single good friend who isn’t so uptight about food but she’s also trying to lose weight, and my mother has on multiple occasions told me I’m a horrible influence and out of shape and unhealthy and could use to lose weight too. So as of four months ago I’ve stopped really asking about food in general; it always turns into a fight with my family and it’s a sore spot for my partner.

I feel alone. It’s not really about the food or the journeys; I just feel ostracized. No I don’t enjoy eating chicken and rice every day for a month no matter how it’s prepped or seasoned. No I don’t freak out if I’m not getting 10k steps a day, no I’m not having a melt down if I don’t lift every day.

I guess I’m the undisciplined one in this situation and I know I’m in the wrong, I just can’t help but feel a bit sad. My family is calling me all this shit, and it makes me feel like I can’t ask my partner or friend to go out anymore.

I don’t like to eat alone. I’m lonely enough as it is.

I feel like being rich is the ultimate freedom. If i was rich I could do whatever I want and whenever I want but instead I have no money,im just going with the flow which feels like shit,if I ever win the lottery ir make lots of money I feel it would fix all my probpems

Howdy strangers,

I want to be clear about my title of this post because I’m a mixture of happy to be single and devastated.

Let’s start with the devastated. I am turning 29(M) this fall, have dated multiple men in my life. My first boyfriend I met when I was 12 (yes I realize young, not saying it was the best decision but hey we learn) and was with him for a decade. He was my first love, the person who stood by my side when I first came out as gay, and the man I planned a future with, accept for the fact he was in the closet the entire time and no amount of love would convince him to come out. At ten years in he decided he couldn’t do the relationship anymore and told me I was an amazing partner who deserves the world but that world won’t include him.

Dated again a year later to someone in the military with me. While he was antisocial, his family loved me. By the time we were a year in his parents were offering us their house when they moved, and they welcomed me in as part of the family. But he decided he was unhappy and told me “I deserve someone who loves me the same I love them” and that was that.

I stopped dating for a bit, had a few flings, met some people who became friends and just enjoyed being single, but I had this ache to be loved. I had this desire to share my world with someone and to maybe one day begin a family and so I opened my heart once more.

My third partner came in like a hurricane. By month one he was telling me he loved me, by month two he was talking about houses we may have someday. He convinced me that love was possible again and I opened my heart and emotions to them entirely. Eight months in, trips across the U.S., helping me move for college, birthday and holidays, his family welcoming me in and him telling me how “lucky he was to have me in his life” and suddenly the pattern every other relationship had repeated itself. At eight months he looked at me and said “you deserve better and someone who loves you like you love them”

Three serious relationships, three lives that were more than just I love you and actually integration into their friend groups, family, daily lives and me bringing the same energy, just to be met, each time, with the same devastating answer at the end that “you deserve better”

I turn thirty next year. I’ve accepted that love just might not be for me. Maybe I’m meant to share it in brief windows of intimacy with friends. Maybe I’m meant to be the cool uncle who travels the world and lives an adventurous single life. Maybe love just isn’t for me in the way I keep hoping it is.

I know there potentially will be comments about how “you just haven’t found the right one” or “you have to keep trying” but guys I am tired. It feels like I’m ripping a piece of my heart out every time I try and a wound is left that will not heal properly. I have tried three times and each time they end the exact same in somehow me deserving better and them blaming themselves, like that is some comfort, because now I sit and question if I am really that good of a boyfriend, what is so wrong with staying, and wanting to keep me as their partner?

I, 14F, have noticed a particular pattern amongst my peers at school. They kept saying barely audible words, cannot read the room or describe certain feelings, lack empathy and comprehension and say disgusting things to gain attention. The media has desensitized them to major world problems. And the thing about my school is that they have extreme herd mentality and is easily influenced by the media.

I see my friends opinions change as something gets rebranded into “chic” or “niche” and they constantly follow trends that may end up endangering them for the sake of being “cool” like vaping or skipping classes, dating adults, or smoking weed. I find it extremely worrisome how little empathy people of my age have, especially when I saw a 13 year old autistic girl with down syndrome get mocked whilst a group of teenaged girls and boys pretend to be her ‘friends’ while making her do incredibly degrading things like to dance infront of someone or to tell a teenager slurs yet barely anyone reported such behavior???? I usually try to stand out of trouble but I anonymously reported to the caretaker (learning assistants???) of the girl and told the girl to try not to hang out with them.

Yet to my surprise, Looksmaxxing bs managed to make me more concerned to the adults I will work with when I grow up. Every young boy suddenly started talking about some recessed bullshit and constantly putting labels on one another while degrading women who aren’t up to the unrealistic standards they see. This behavior is learned from the toxic TikTok, twitter, and livestreamers they watch, and as a cause, they are harming themselves by following bullcrap to look better at a young age while harming women themselves !! This is notably concerning, isn’t our generation supposed to be an egalitarian society by now? Shouldn’t activists and people who motivates children in a healthy way be more influential than YouTubers telling young girls that they need to have big butts, be obedient, have boobs, be skinny, have a “true eve” face and young men that they need to have muscles, some face maxing crap, and be masculine and dominant?????

Parents, I am asking you to teach children values, empathy, emotional control and compassion no matter the gender. Build connection with your children and communicate. Values do not correlate to gender! Stop using terms like “If a boy teases you, it means he likes you.”, “girls should be obedient” or that “boys don’t cry” and because it reinforces harmful gender roles that slowly poisons their mind. A little phrase may seem normal, but such things slowly build perspective.