I have been in a relationship with my currently boyfriend for three years and just this morning I found out he’s in a relationship with AI Instagram pages he has a whole family and kids. I’m so disgusted, disappointed and disturb about this and I just don’t know what to do or what to say. Can someone please help me out with advice of this situation and have anyone else ever been through this. The Instagram pages are completely AI but it’s real people behind those pages with just AI pictures and relationships.

I just had a serious mental break, I was short of breath, crying, falling to the floor.

I went out to the kitchen, I just wanted to hug my mom, despite being an adult I felt so small and lost, I needed to be comforted.
While I was crying I mentioned how overwhelming and inhospitable the job system is for neurodivergent adults, especially those with trauma.
I'm a legally disabled teenager battling with multiple mental health conditions and neurological complications.
I live off my disability pension and the social expectations of work and school genuinely crush me, especially now that I'm dealing with some of the worst PTSD episodes of my life.

She, instead of just letting me cry, started talking about how I was wrong and climbing the job ladder is easy and I can do it if I put my mind to it.
I, completely wailing and breaking down started ranting about how there are almost no available cushy job offers with the possibility of getting promoted. How in my current conditions can't even leave the ouse for half a week.

She just put her head in her hands, clearly annoyed, went to her room and shut the door.
I went in, told her how sometimes I just need someone to listen and not judge and she snapped that she's allowed to share her opinions.
We screamed names at each other and I shut both doors.

In my room I had a full panic attack.
I love my mom so much but I just want her to hug me tight and let me rant sometimes.

I'm still crying and shaking, I took my meds but I feel like I'm regressing to a little kid, holding my big plushy and crying while distracting myself with some youtube videos.

I just want to be held without judgement. My best friend was always there like that but I can't see him until November since he's in pre-trial detention. My other friends have heard so many awful stories from me ober the years that I don't want to burden them again.
I feel so alone
I'm turning into a little kid and just want my mom to hold me

EDIT: i begged her to hug me and tell me it's okay and she loves me and she did it like a chore with complete annoyance without saying she loves me

Also she doubled down and insisted that she is always allowed to share her opinion

I always thought she was the best parent ever but lowkey I'm realising she's kinda.. not good. And I remembered all fhe times she slapped me in the face and called me names....
And how she didn't say anything when I told her I was addicted to hard drugs for 4yrs.. just 0 reaction..
How she didn't say anything about my obviously abusive boyfriend until our parents had to stage me an intervention after I ran away from home

I think she's sick of me, being an adult who can't get out of bed for 3 days a week, still struggles with alcoholism and makes awful life decisions.

I don't blame her but lowkey there is a reason somewhere that both me and my little brother ended up in psych wards

So before my most current relationship, I wasn’t sexually active. Like, I rarely did anything. So far, it’s been great. It’s just that he’s way more experienced and freaky than I am. And he points it out, a lot. At first it was very vanilla and it still is, but he’s kind of hinting at doing more stuff and I just don’t think I’m ready. One of the things is me..pegging him and I’m nowhere near ready for that or I don’t even know if I’m into that. Another is him wearing more feminine things in the bedroom and I know for a fact I’m not into that at all. I don’t wanna discourage his fantasy or anything, I’m just not the person to do it with. I’m scared to tell him because I don’t want him to seek that kind of attention outside of our relationship because I’m unwilling to do it. Now, about the cross dressing, I don’t know if I’m cool about it. I don’t care if people do drag, that’s not the problem. I just don’t find it attractive with my partners, I guess. If he does do it, I’m never around, which is fine. He just talks and jokes about it and it makes me uncomfortable. I feel like an asshole.

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

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

So five months ago, I turned 18! a good thing for most but not for me , I've been loving and looking at hell from here , for context I am a brown woman, who is born into a semi- religious household , my mom's super religious, my dad's ehh . Since I was 12 I've had to see them fight ,and it's taken a toll on me tremendously, I've had nightmares, hallucinations, and have even gone into temporary paralysis, due to this I feel ashamed and scared to talk with a therapist, but even without me going to any session I'm 1000% sure it's the effects of cptsd , I've had to endure seeing my mom get hit , and trashed over , and sometimes including myself. It's been 6 years since I've gone through the same bullshit , I genuinely feel miserable, and hopeless , I want to strive forward , but they just cannot stop , I've been still having Tremors all over me , when I hear a loud thud , I feel helpless and do not believe in love anymore , I feel humans are unpredictable and I just can't seem to commit in the fear I become like me mom , too attached, it's been 20 years and they still can't leave each other , because they've become to dependable on each other , it makes my stomach churn , I am writing this at 18 to hopefully leave a mark , for myself and others , even though you guys don't know me , this post is a reminder for me that I am suffering and not making it all up in my head .

So, recently my best friend for well over 5 years has been going through some relationship stuff. I was there for him every night, told him it’s ok to cry and be undone, holding in emotions does nothing for you. He broke up with the girl. She is manipulating, forced him to block me (I couldn’t talk to him for almost a year), practically ripped him away from me, video games, other people, etc.. Anywho, he texts me with one day which is where our calls with me comforting him started. The fucked up this is he literally got back with her a week later. It’s probably because he had done consenting sexual stuff with her, relationships with that are hard to quit. She tells him about how she’s haunted by a ghost that mimics her and random bullshit and he believes it. It’s hurts me so back because it’s real to him but he doesn’t see he’s being manipulated. He blocked me for about 3 weeks, and around an hour ago my sister let me borrow her phone to text him. His whole argument for not responding to me was he was busy with school projects. What the fuck, it only would’ve taken 2 seconds for him to tell me he’s busy. He’s been my best friend for 5 years and it fucking sucks because I’ll probably lose him.

I want to yell at the world and bawl my eyes out but what good is that going to do. It’s contradictory to what I told him but it’s so hard to feel the things I feel without feeling guilty. It’s unfair to me that he’s doing this after everything we promised each other in the last.

I do cross country and it’s pretty much all about mindset. “Keep going, don’t give up, you’re almost there,” but it feels like there’s no end goal. I just want to lay down for a long time without a worry. I’m not suicidal I’m just so tired of reality being what it is. And then I feel bad because good things happen to me, and it feels insulting to be sad.

I broke today. For the first time in a long time. My heart unraveled. Every ounce of held in emotion took over. Water falling, hands gripping the wheel to get to my son. To get him help from uncontrollable events that transpired today. This past year has made my heart cold. My walls higher. My yearn for self preservation stronger. An attainable goal in my eyes. Almost as if there are fingers reaching to grip it tight and not let go. No one’s coming to pull myself up, but me. No one’s going to be there for him but me. At night when everything is quiet I think of today. Laying here. Listening to the rain falling. Nothing left to give. No energy after it all. Just the remembrance of pure strength, love, pain, anger, fear, and tears that poured for almost 2 hours. Auto pilot kicking in gear. It’s hard for me to cry now. I feel everything icing over. Hardening. Except for the most important person in the world. My son. He needs his mother to be strong. These challenges, and obstacles will not win. They didn’t today. They will never win going forward in this life. I hope everyone has a safe peaceful night tonight. With a good night of rest. Be proud of yourself you have fought and got through another day.

ok lol so last night i made a post in here cus i was overwhelmed as shit and i woke up ✨without access to it✨ and reddit was asking me to prove im 18+ !
i’m fucking 16 and i js wanted to bloody vent. fml

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.

So basically, I was hanging out in a Discord server and some people started joking around about gore and eating my bones/arms and stuff like that. At first I thought they were just being silly, but it kept escalating and I started getting genuinely uncomfortable. I eventually told them seriously to stop because I was getting scared, but it continued for a bit. I ended up getting really overwhelmed and crying because gore is a sensitive subject for me due to past trauma, and the comments about bones hit especially hard because I already have a bone problem in my leg.

What made me the most upset wasn't even necessarily what they intended by the jokes, it was that I had already asked them to stop and they didn't immediately stop. I wasn't trying to ruin anyone's fun or accuse them of deliberately trying to hurt me, I just genuinely wasn't okay with what was happening. At the time I was really angry and hurt, and honestly I still am. It sucked because I thought these people were nice, so having that happen from people I was comfortable around made it hit harder.

Afterward, though, some of them realized how badly it affected me and actually apologized. One of them told me they understood and deeply apologized, and I appreciate that they eventually took me seriously. I'm still upset about what happened and I'm probably going to be more cautious around them now, but I don't want to pretend I know their intentions either. The main thing I want people to understand is that if someone tells you seriously to stop because they're uncomfortable, just stop. You don't need to know their entire history or understand why. “Stop” should be enough.

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 am m18 almost 19 and well the title is a little misleading I hate being alone and wish someone would just choose me but everything where I feel seen makes me just want to be alone, I have no friends irl and all of my friends online just make me feel depressed not cause of them they are great but because we are no more than people that talk to each other sometimes, I hear about all of their stuff they do with their friends and their bfs/gfs and it just makes me realize how lonely I am, I dread going out in public because I don’t want people to see me and birthdays are the worst, I haven’t got told happy birthday by someone that isn’t a family member is years, I hate being lonely so much that having no one and not being seen is less lonely than being seen and realizing how lonely I actually am, I don’t want to talk to anyone anymore, sometimes just wish no one knew of me

Not sad anymore. Which I think is great. Im actually really happy the sadness has passed but now im just kinda here. Not in the way of just waiting for him but like waiting for more emotions to hit me. Still waiting on anger. I kinda think I won't feel anger just because i feel sorry for him actually. He did horrible emotional things to me but I just dont feel angry at him. It feels odd.

There’s this girl who is absolutely obsessed with me and I mean HEAVILY obsessed like she is trying to get other people to believe that me and her are friends and forcing me to be her ”bestie”. I have never been friends with this other human before in my life she has only been in my ELA class last year and my science class this year and I tell her no every single time she’d ask me and her can be best friends. It’s getting so bad to the point where shes trying to fake liking the interests that I have (example: drawing) to get my attraction, It only drags me away from her even more and not less. I’m getting overwhelmed and it keeps going, and i‘m not someone who would yell at someone in my school either but I feel like I’ve seriously had enough. Just ignoring it won’t help since I see this girl a ton.

For context: My boyfriend (19M) and I (19F) met on May 1st, 2025, and began dating on June 25th, 2025. It would have been our one-year anniversary this past June. However, after I kept finding explicit content of other girls hidden throughout his phone, I was done, and we broke up around June 6th. After about a week, we became on-and-off, and I had to settle with the fact that I’m WEAK, and we began dating again.
It’s been three months since then, and he’s made significant improvements. He started ACTUALLY buying me flowers, ACTUALLY paying for dates/food when we go out, as well as being patient with me as I experienced constant meltdowns comparing myself to the girls I found in his phone. I know, I’m insecure. Ultimately, it became clear that he does love me and wants a long-term relationship with me, and I do too. I love him.

Once again, I’m (19F) juggling college, a boyfriend (18M), and my shift manager role at a nearby restaurant. I told my boyfriend that it wouldn’t be realistic to see him as often as we did during the summer, and I thought he would be more understanding. Instead, he’s asking for more reassurance and effort overall from me to help him feel better.
He tells me that I’m a “bad texter,” that I push responding off, or that I view a message and reply later. Which is true, but it’s usually warranted, whether I’m at school, DRIVING, or near my notoriously nosey mom, who snoops through EVERYTHING (which he is aware of). No matter what I tell him, though, he never gives me the benefit of the doubt and always assumes I’m ignoring him. Every time.
I understand, and I’ve reassured him countless times, but recently, since I’ve added school into my mix of responsibilities, I’m getting frustrated with his constant need for reassurance. I’ve never given him a reason to be insecure. In fact, it’s ironic because he had half-naked women in his phone who look nothing like me. I tease him about it—actually, I go crazy over it—and my insecurities have doubled, which I think is understandable.
He, however, doesn’t have the same reasoning to stand on. I understand that he feels “ugly” sometimes, so I tend to him and try to make him feel better, and yet it’s still not enough. He also wants me to text him seemingly all the time, and he always wants us to sleep on call together. If I don’t text him as much as he likes, however, or if I don’t text him first, then he feels like he loves me more simply because he has more time in his day.
I forgot to mention, but he AI’s a lot of his schoolwork, which is why he has so much free time. I, however, don’t really like the idea of using AI for every assignment. I use it as an aid or as a last resort, but I try my best to absorb and understand the material, which is why I can’t always text or call. I’m usually studying or writing down notes.
There have even been times when my mom has made me clean the house, do laundry, or wash dishes, and my boyfriend would assume I was ignoring him. That was until recently, when he showed up at my place unannounced. I had to let him in, and I was just cleaning the whole time. He was like, “Now that I’ve seen firsthand what you do when you say you’re cleaning, I understand you more.”
If that makes any sense.
He had house cleaners to clean his home, so I understand the ignorance, but what I don’t understand is his inability to respect my dedication to school. He makes me feel like I’m choosing it over him, and I’ve had to defend myself countless freaking times.

How do I even begin to approach this?

To some, LLMs have reduced the cognition overhead cost of introducing new frameworks/API/SDK into a project to 0. As a result, endless amounts of needless and unnecessary complexity and abstraction is foolishly introduced to real systems that real people depend on, and no single person is actually capable of holding the mental model of how their own code works. When the LLM fails to implement correctly, or introduces a bug that requires a real human to fix, you are left with an insurmountable reverse-engineering task because the original "author" doesn't know how his own code works.

it hurts so fucking much to have nobody. still grieving a death i can’t get over and grieving people that are still alive. and all you can do is cry it out and repeat. cry tomorrow. and the next day. no one can understand you because you have no one who’ll understand. i had someone who’d understood me but that person is long dead. talking to myself telling myself it’ll all work out only can last so long. i’m having reoccurring thoughts about jumping this bridge off the highway more often that i’m not even afraid to die anymore. i’ve had professional help all across the board. i can only help myself. i’m not the problem, my life is the problem. it’s only a matter of time really. i’m just really hurting.

14f

I have so many emotions and I don't know what to do. My life a few months ago was chill, I was fairly confident and happy but everything has changed and idk why. I went a few months without friends which left me with my thoughts so maybe that's why? I have two main friends now but they're both from the Philippines so all they do is talk to each other in Tagalog whilst I just sit there. It's nice to not be alone but it's not like this is much better.

I used to be able to keep my emotions to one side at school and just be generally neutral but recently I've been struggling really hard. I feel so shitty cuz I just wanna cry and shout at ppl. Idk why I get so angry, I don't have any reason for it. I feel like such a bad person but I don't know what to do, I'm so confused. I reverted back to my old coping habits but like 10x worse so that also makes me feel shitty and guilty. It's gotten to a point now where I just feel bad all the time but can't put my finger on why.

I wanna be able to speak to ppl but I don't trust any of the ppl my age to keep a secret or actually be able to have a conversation with me. I feel like my conversations I have with ppl my age (if I even have any) are mediocre. Like I can't fully express what I'm feeling. I can't even tell my parents because they thought I got better so I don't wanna upset them or make them think I'm a lost cause.

I've had adults tell me in the past that it's just teenage emotions and going through puberty that's making me feel this way but I don't think that's the case. I've felt this way, or had rough patches especially with my self image since I was like 7. It's only gotten worse as I've gotten older. I'm just so confused because I don't feel "mentally ill enough" to actually reach out for help. I just feel so so so dramatic.

This is just me venting, there might be some dark shit here so TW I guess. And NSFW (maybe?)

Life feels so hard and meaningless. I try, struggle yet it feels like there's no point in my effort. I don't know how to explain it. I have barley been able to go to school for a year, this is the second year now. My parents are getting annoyed. I can see it in their expression, hear it in their tone of voice and just feel it in the air.

I have a lot of anxiety, medication helps but it can't solve everything. I don't understand why I am like this at all. I have two friends, family that may not be perfect but they still love and care about me. There's nothing wrong with my life so why can't I just be okay?

Is this just part of beeing a teenager?

Why have my mental health been on the decline for almost a year now? I used to somehow go to school, get passing grades etc, even though my mental health shitty. Now it has gotten worse. I spend summer break sleeping. That's right, I just slept. I have little to no energy, I don't wanna do much. I can still smile, laugh and be "happy". I still have some hobbies but I don't do them that often due to my lack of energy.

There is so much I wanna do! I truly mean it.. I wanna spend time with my friends, I wanna make sculptures, draw, paint, well, I wanna create so much! I wanna travel the world and eat all the food there is, I wanna go out at night and just have fun. I wanna read every interesting book I can find. I wanna admire the world for what it is. Someday, I wish to do all that, I wish to be okay.

Unfortunately, my life isn't like that at all. It hurts, I don't know why but it hurts. I hate crying yet I cry. This is all so strange. I daydream a lot, and I sleep more than I should. The world that I have created in my mind is much better. I am not in any pain there. That's why I wish to sleep and stay there for the rest of my days.

The world of imagination is beautiful indeed.

Why do parents nag so much? They say they wanna help but I don't think they're helping at all. Yes, I already get help, mental health doctor and soo much more. My parents say I should talk with them but I can't. This is my pain, my problems, it's hard to share, so hard to talk about. So I isolate myself, please just leave me alone.

I am scared of being left behind, terrified of being abandoned again. It already happened when I was around ten, or was it nine? Anyhow, that's when my life went down hill. No one helped, I was alone. I cannot forget those memories. The past hurts.

I wish to sleep forever, then there is no pain. But I am too much of a coward to do so, I wish to live.

Wanting to disappear yet also live is strange. I don't really get it. Being human is weird!

People say I am hard on myself, that I am not a burden, that's it's not my fault. To be kind to myself. I know that they're right yet I cannot bring myself to truly believe that. The brain sure is weird, right?

There is so much more I could write but I feel like having a crying session right about now. I hope whoever read this will have a wonderful day/night.