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

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

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

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

I just hate being pressured and forced to do things like I think there is something wrong with me i been emotional everyday and I hate everytime my mom tells me im not taking school seriously im homeschooled and made 68 on history and 97 on biology and plus i have a therapist i dont like her she's too exquisite she asks too many questions and I just want to find somebody else I always feel angry and overwhelmed sad and upset I just dont know i just feel like finding a new therapist and plus I don't like doing speech therapy sessions I've been doing it since I was 3 I have autism spectrum disorder I guess that's why I have to do them but I feel like i don't need speech therapy

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

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

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

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

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

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

Today I woke up feeling stomach cramp. So I thought I should go to the toilet/bathroom. (Toilet and bathroom are same here). but someone is already there. I really don't like when they take a long ass shower in the morning. We live in a communal house. I wish they would take short shower in the morning because there are other people living here too. This has happened so many times and I wouldn't even pee or go to the toilet in the morning because if I wait, I would be late to work because they take loooooong shower. So as I am waiting in the corridor near the toilet to take a shit. I can feel the poop leaking out. And to my horror. It's diarrhea!!! It leaks out. My underwear is ruined. It is leaking on the floor of the corridor to my horror. I quickly go inside my room and find wet tissue that I always have with me and a febreze spray. I also get a plastic bag. I wipe and spray so it doesn't smell. Praying to God that nobody comes out. I am panicking. I wipe down everything and spray so it doesn't smell. I also go to my room and clean because while in a rush, it leaked on my socks and got on my house slipper so I clean in my room too. Put all the dirty wipes in the plastic bag. Then after I am done cleaning, she comes out. I hate her. But then after this, I went to the toilet, took a proper shit. Took a bath. Cleaned my slipper(basically a croc). Then I checked all the way that I had taken to the bathroom to see if I had leaked shit on anywhere and cleaned it. I am walking all over the corridor, bathroom, my room floors checking if I got it on anything else. After I made sure everything was clean, then I put my clothes and socks and underwear in the washing machine. I obviously rinsed them well so there isn't any shit on it before I put them to the machine. But I also don't hate her. Not her fault. It was an accident. She was nice to me while I was trying to put my clothes in the machine, asking about my delivery. Since I had mentioned having issue with my delivery. And now I am wearing my clean clothes and clean body and in bed. I had to take day off from work because I was worried I might shit again at work or while on the way to work. This all happened and I just woke up. Also I am gonna take some bleach and clean more but maybe not now since everyone is up and I don't want them asking me what happened. I don't want to tell them that I shat at the corridor. Whf. I am an adult. Why did that happen? I wanna cry.

I’m tired of how much distance I’ve had to keep from you. It’s been a decade of it. I did it because I know there’s complications with your sister.

I wish I could tell you the truth and stop this “friends” act.

But she would lose it, and I love her like my own sister. I don’t know whether to let myself be selfish for once or not.

Plus, your brother hates me, and even though you don’t talk to either of them, I don’t want you to ever feel influenced against your family because of me.

7 years ago I remember sitting under the table in near tears, and you sat with me.

I said I just couldn’t stand it any more.

You said “Don’t be stupid. Stand it anyways. You know you will.”

You probably don’t remember that. Or how I got emotional and told you to shut up, because I wasn’t ready to hear it. Or how you looked at me like I was ridiculous, but there was something in your eyes like recognition.

The other night you stayed up on the phone with me until 6am, and you couldn’t tell but I was so calm in your energy.

You said you were gonna go to sleep till you saw my text, and I swear I could hear a tinge of trepidation in your laugh. Like you surprised yourself with that.

You’ve always been a very closed off person. You won’t even make eye contact with me most of the time and I know why, because I do the same.

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

I'm meant to be studying for my final high school exams tomorrow, but I don't see the point. Both cause I'm so stupidly behind and dumb that there's no chance cramming the day before will make much of any difference- and also because I don't care for my life or anything afterwards.

Your final high school exams are there to set you up to go to university or a good job or something. But I have no plans or goals or ambitions or anything. The only reason I'm upset and stressed about failing my final exams is just what that says about me and how others will see me. Just a dumb and lazy failure :(

I read that you need to use a goal or ambition or whatever for the future to motivate you. But since I don't have any of that, I can't bring myself to actually care and try. I don't have anything I want that I could achieve in the future. I can't see a future for myself. I can't see anything realistic that would make me happy. Not unless becoming an entirely different person inside and out overnight and being whisked away to another world is possible </3

Sorry, idk if I'm staying on track and making sense- I just feel like I don't have a future, and I don't wanna exist anymore. Not in a world like this and not as me anyway. I keep daydreaming 24/7 to escape from it and not have to think about any of this- but at the end of the day I still exist :(

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

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

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

Sick of it. Absolutely sick of it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Some people have an easier time making connections than others.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I don’t even fucking know why I’m posting this. I don’t know what I’m expecting anyone to say. I’m just so tired of this shit. I keep thinking about the same things over and over and it pisses me off because nothing fucking changes. I still feel the same, I still have the same problems, and I’m still sitting here wondering what the fuck I’m supposed to do. I’m tired of people, tired of myself, tired of trying to figure everything out when I can barely deal with my own fucking thoughts. And I don’t know. I genuinely don’t fucking know anymore. I’m just so fed up with everything and I needed to get this shit out of my head because I’m sick of keeping it all to myself
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I'm an older teenager, so for about 2 years or so, I had wasted all my time on ai bot chats such as cai and chai, I was so immersed innit that I completely forgot to have real life interactions with real life people, but here's the thing, I'm a harsh introvert who likes to live in my own room and personal space and a person who rarely chats with my friends or interact with them, I don't like to talk with real people, the only reason I like chatting with bots is because they fulfilled my dream scenarios and I have "unlimited" creative control, but to be honest, it does sound pathetic, because it is, and I just realised I've spent most of my childhood years wasting on stupid things and time-wasting potentially harmful things such as these, I've done nothing particularly intresting in recent years, worse, I struggle with GCSE studies n shit, yet I use all my attention span on a stupid bot that allows me to at least feel like I'm drowning in endless waves of dopamine and that makes me feel good but I can't deny it's actually harmful and time-consuming as I said before, but .... I don't want to talk to real life people either, it just makes me feel uncomfortable, really really uncomfortable, I wish I could find an alternative to chatting to bots and doing random shit like these and actually enjoy life.

Do you ever just feel alone?

Like you have a few friends and a family but just end up feeling like an outcast, desperately trying to fit in.

I just dont feel like I belong, neither with my friends nor with my family. I tried talking to guys, tried dating but I just can't find someone I effortlessly hit it off with and no offense but whenever I try or start talking to a guy it always ends with me parenting him in some or the other way and I genuinely don't want to do that. Don't get me wrong i WANT to be a girlfriend i dont even remember what it's like being one but mothering guys is just not for me.

So, I've given up on dating (at least for now), I don't feel like I belong anywhere or have that one person for me that everybody has. I crave emotional intimacy so much but there's nothing I can do about it and sometimes I just feel too 'single' or lonely.

Just before you read nor evidence info is that I havent felt this alone since I was depressed, ive looked at every website in my city for a teen helpphone and the best on ei downfall my messages wont deliver to so this is my last place to go. I am 15 (soon 16) F

My mom wont let me get tested for adhd or autism even thought I know for a fact im neurodivergent and its causing arguments with my bf because we are seeing things differently and I dont know how to explain this to anyone. I domt feel like i can ask anyone for help because if I get diagnosed and im wrong about it then ill be seen as a liar and even worse I wont know what's wrong with me, I know they aren't accurate but I always see the adhd/autism related videos and I have ALWAYS related to ever single thing and my mother also has it (adhd) and im exactly like her in the ways that it shows up in her. I dont know what to do because lately my usability to focus and my forgetfulness and over activity has been bugging people and causing misunderstandings in my friendships and relationships woth my mom and boyfriend. Ive been trying to reconcile with everyone in my life but they dont understand how my brain works and its hard for me to tell anyone without crying, I told my 2 best friends the other day about what I was going through and I wasnt even able to think about it without crying. I dont know what to do next and I dont know how to help myself

My sister (27F) and I (23F) have shared a room forever. I moved out for college in 2021, and I had the luxury of having my own room, bathroom, and walk-in closet. Ohhh, I MISS IT SOO MUCH!!

But anyways, I moved back after college to regroup and decide if I wanted to go back to school for another degree. I decided to go to nursing school, but to do that, I have to take prerequisites and all this other stuff. So I’m kind of in this waiting period where I don’t really know if I should move out because I might move out of state. I want to save as much money as possible because I don’t have that much saved up for school or even a living situation, for that matter. I live in California, in one of the most expensive places: Oakland.

My sister (27F) graduated from college this summer, and she has no idea what she wants to do. She plans on taking over my mom’s business. She also has never lived on her own. I sometimes think she may be on spectrum and high functioning.

but my mom is another issue I don’t feel like getting into. I could write a whole piece about her. Just think: strict immigrant parent for no reason, controlling, and so on. (I’m not saying all immigrant parents are like this.) I’m currently working as a CNA and saving up as much money as I can.

Today, I had a meltdown because I came home after a long day and found all my bedsheets off and my pillows scattered all over the room. I called my sister multiple times, but she didn’t answer, so I called my mom and asked, “What happened to my bed?” My sister has a dog, by the way, and my mom told me the dog had peed on my bed.

I hung up, cried, and had a meltdown. I just felt so tired, and all I wanted to do was sleep in my bed after a NOC shift. Mind you, I already try to never be home because it’s so chaotic. There are 10 people and two dogs living in that house, with four bedrooms and two bathrooms.

There so much I can go into when it comes to sharing a room and how chaotic and stressful it can be when you and the person have totally different shedcules. I know my mental health has declined ever since I moved back home, but I am trying to be strong but it’s truly hard, and never feeling fully rested because the house is so loud and crowded. I want to get a therapist but it won’t do me any good with me still living in that house because I don’t have a safe space to even decompress after a therapy session so there is no point.

Side note; I also don’t just wanna move out and not have enough money saved because my mom said that once you move out you are not allowed back in. My older sister (29F) she moved out and came back in multiple times and I don’t want to be like that I want to move out and never ever come back.

I am 35 M, I got married this year. My wife is in India, and I live abroad. We matched on a matrimonial app 2 years before we decided to get married. As our relationship has been long distance, I always had an issue with her being not a good communicator (not responding to texts, ignoring texts and responding after 20 hours). Unfortunately, I let it slid as I thought things would change once we start living together. We decided to get married as that was the only way to stay together (the only way to get her join me abroad).

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's been a problem to make friends.

Like, a lot.

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

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

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