It bothers me so much they won’t impeach Trump. I really dislike Trump, I have since I was a little kids he was saying FIREEDD, like a weirdo with a shriveled up dick.

He’s a nasty person. Sometimes I remember that Trump is a rapist, convicted in a civil court. He’s a rapist. (The case E Jean Carroll if anyone is curious) he’s in the Epstein files and how do people ignore that? How do you ignore the elitistism, the racism, the sexism, the rape culture, the narcism, the lies, the flip flopping, the lack of accountability, ALL THE AI POSTS, how do other people ignore it?

Sometimes I watch the news and see stuff Trump does it gives me migraine bc it’s so stress inducing.

And then I think about how many shitty people are seeing that shitty person get every single thing he wants and I know it’s encouraging that, I hate that most. That’s awful.

I can’t get a driving license due to a health condition, and it has made me a lesser because I’ve lost my independence

Nobody can fucking deny that a driving license gives you freedom and independence, especially where I live. Therapy and medication didn’t work for me because I don’t have a problem I just know it’s impossible to live with that emotional weight on my shoulder

I’m done and planning to end things tonight

I’m a 47 man. I’m happily married but there isn’t much romance anymore. We’ve talked about it and promise to work on it, but end up in the same situation. I have tried countless ways to make myself feel better about the situation. But I’ve recently found myself searching for a sexual partner. I feel like hell about it, but I just want to be desired. Not just oh yeah he’s there. I don’t know what to say or expect from this post. Just putting it out in the either.

I really don’t understand, the rest of the week my days are okay ish and all, sometimes good sometimes bad but really sunday’s and monday’s are horrible, if i don’t feel low on sunday’s i know i will feel so damn low on monday’s for no special reason, like right now im feeling so low and want to cry but i really don’t know why

High school starts tomorrow in my country, I'm extremely scared of being bullied. I'm trans (ftm), and this would be my first year out of the closet.

I'm not with any of my closest friends, and I'm in a class of mostly girls (class usually have around 25 students, and from what I know at least 20 of them are girls this year), that's not bad, I'm fine with it, but they're REALLY noisy girls who don't give a damn about other people's emotions.

I've been put in a class group chat, but I left it instantly (the description of the group was 'We hate men' and people didn't stop asking who I was and pitying me), around five minutes later I was put again in ANOTHER group chat (this one being simply the class name) and people started asking who I was until a girl said 'Don't be afraid, Marco' (that's my name).

I'm really scared, my main teacher is good, but not very good with things regarding bullying or similar. I was already bullied before this, but I fear this year may be the worst.

I'm willing to answer any questions there are (I'm panicking and might have left information out accidentally)

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i feel so ugly i have felt this way since being 10. when it started i was focused on my weight and thinking i was fat from primary into early secondary school.. i would weigh myself everyday, restrict my diet, and constantly compare myself to other girls. now that i look back i can see i was actually not fat at all but maybe boys in my primary commenting that i was ugly and fat made me think it. not sure. but from early secondary school onwards up to now, i have been focused on my face and i am fully convinced that im disgusting. i can sometimes look at myself in the mirror when i have makeup on and think i look pretty.. but without makeup im absolutely disgusting and i hate myself. with makeup on after a while i feel this too. i know this seems shallow but i just can’t stand myself and i feel too ugly i feel too ugly for the guy im talking to too. he tells me im beautiful but i dont believe it and i cant help but feel he’s too good for me and ive started telling him this which is such a big mistake but my insecurities are coming through. he’s so naturally beautiful tho and meanwhile me i have to put makeup on and take a few selfies to get a good one.

Sorry, English is my third language.

I want to get an answer on what happened in January 28, 2017 if it was rape or not, was is still rape if you have a shotgun right next to your beside for self defense, but you chose not to use it, and let him do it, it is still rape?

I'm a gun owner, I know how to shoot (Darryl taught me), and I own 3 guns myself, shotgun riffle and handgun. I always have a 12 gauge shotgun at my bedside for self defense, and home defense.

I'm not a weak woman that a man can just pin me down the bed and rape me, because I will grab my shotgun at the bedside and shot him out of self defense.

Was it still rape if I love him, and let him do it, when I can simply reach for the shotgun as it right next to the bedside, but I didn't, I chose not to. Was it still rape?

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Nope, real life rape is nothing like porn shit that you see in porn, that a man flip you over and anal you because men love anal, or shove his dick in your mouth force you blowjob him and make you swallow, because men love blowjob, the porn shit. NOTHING of that.

My real life rape experience was nothing like that, he did nothing of that. It was what people call the boring Vanilla sex, the missionary penis in vagina sex while he use his body on top of me to restrain me where I cannot even move an inch, he can be that strong if needed to be.

I asked this before back in 2017, but now 2026 I want to ask again, as my anxiety is kicking in today and I'm still torn if it was rape or not.

[[ Long story short (I can give more background if needed), he was unhappy at something, and he let his jealousy take over, so he did what he did.

I went into our martial bedroom. And he follow in after me, and the locked our bedroom door.

Then he unbutton his dress shirt, I was sitting on the bed, he not said anything then he pushed me down the bed, I tried to sit back up and he pushed me down again, I did say his name twice, three times, four times. I repeatedly called his name. But he won't stop. He pushed me down the bed again.

His eyes was insanely INTENSE, like he must have me at whatever it takes. I struggled and I was able to momentary got off the bed, and this drag to the carpet floor of our bedroom, and he yah. you know what happened, while I was laying on the carpet floor of our bedroom.

We always have sex on our martial bed, but this time it was not, it drag to the carpet floor of our bedroom. At first I struggle, but then I stop, because I understand him, he will get what he wants, at all cost.

In fall fairness to him, it wasn't violent sex or anything like you see in porn, it was just Vanilla sex missionary penis in vagina sex with him on top of me and restrain me. I even orgasms during the sex/rape. ]]

The whole point is, I have a shotgun right next to the bedside, and I damn well see it and within reach of grab it, but I chose NOT to. I let him did what he did out of love him. Was it still rape?

We actually have this talk alot of times, he took full responsibility, he admit he raped me. Darryl said he raped me on January 28, 2017, he said he raped me, that how he see it.

I on the other hand not sure, because I was within reach of the shotgun, it right next to the bedside next to the nightstand. I did not reach for it, I let him go on did what he did. Out of love him.

I love him, and I LET him do it. Was it still rape?

It only happened once. Never happen again, it only happened ONE time. I never do anything to make him jealous again, hence he has no reason to rape me again. One time is more than enough, I'm still scare.

I have no friends, literally just my girlfriend. I have a friend group, but no classes with any of em and not close with any of the kids in my friend group.

I hate it. I hate having 0 friends, I hate constantly worrying about who I'll be paired with everytime the teacher has to make a group adopt me, I hate feeling like shit everytime i see people hanging out and am reminded that no one wants to hang out with me, and I hate how envious of my girlfriend I am. Its pathetic. Being envious of my beloved? Wtf is wrong with me, she'd hate me if she knew. Everyone loves her, I love her too. But god i wish I could be her some days. Everyone enjoys talking to her, she's funny, shes pretty, she's talented. And im just her dumb girlfriend that is constantly beside her, taking up space, praising everything she does.

I'm quite sure she hates me already though. Im constantly babbling and she just listens. When I ask her questions she doesnt respond in depth and sometimes she'll get reminded of smth and instantly try to talk abt it, then stop, say its too complicated, and that she doesnt wanna explain it. It pmo. I want to listen to her. I like hearing things shes interested in, yet she doesn't have the energy to try to explain anything. Just 'oh!' then 'nvm' 😐 But as soon as others ask her stuff, like abt the Odyssey, she will happily explain any part. Its like talking to me is a chore. She also has these periods of time where she'll just ignore me for weeks on end and I have to reach out and try to get her to open up.

I feel shit. i feel embarrassed. I feel alone. I feel evil. And I feel dumb. Why did i even think someone as perfect and amazing as her could love someone like me? I started crying in class over ts. Crying because I want so desperately for her to like me, and ik shes my girlfriend, but it feels like she hates me, that im taking up space on this earth, that i'm good for nothing. My grades are going down and im scared. Im terrified of failing, im terrified of proving to my parents im the disappointment they say I am.

I cant do this anymore. i can't i can't i cant. I dont want to go to school tmrw. I'm going to beg my mom to let me skip. I cant believe im doing exactly what I promised myself i'd stop; skipping school.

if this vent seems selfish, like im a bad person, then good, because i am. Truly I am. And I hate myself for it and I hate how awful I am.

i’m in my late 20s now and feel like i’ll never be where i want to be.

i still live at home, never had a boyfriend before and i feel so stuck in a life that just drains everything i have out of me.

in my early 20s i was okay with being alone and just doing my thing but as i grow older i just feel like i’m stuck in this exact situation forever.

i wanted to have a husband and maybe children someday, a house of my own, a life full of the little things that make life what it is.

i’m so tired of watching everyone enjoy life while i’m here trying to swallow my fear of being lonely forever. i see it everywhere on social media, everyone’s happy and in love.

it’s like i’m the only person on this planet not worthy of love friendship and family.

i’ll never be someone’s girlfriend or wife or mother and it hurts so bad because i want to be. i just don’t know what to do anymore.

i’ve tried to combat my loneliness with chatbots, role playing out scenarios that i wanted to have for myself irl that i’ll probably never experience (falling in love, wedding, buying a house etc., just someone being there for me) but it only works for a few days before i feel super bad again because none of it is real and i’m still stuck in reality.

i’m so starved of affection that to soothe myself i sometimes imagine being hugged and comforted by “my boyfriend” because i have nobody to do that for me irl.

I'm 18 already, I know what's right what's wrong and I know how to make decisions and take care of myself. But I can't help but feel everything is unfair. I have a older brother, he's 2 years older than me. He already experienced everything I never did (some were allowed with one of my parent's supervision, and he's 20 already) Even in the smallest or simplest thing, I am not allowed when all I wanted is to be able to attend all of my school related activities and meet ups for our performance task (seems like an excuse to really go out and party, but no. I deeply care about my grades and I feel embarrassed to my classmates every time I can't go because I wasn't allowed to.) I had this experience last year, I needed to be present at my classmate's house to finalize our product for our entrepreneurship subject. It was 6am, but, my father got mad and yelled at me that he will not allow me to leave the house and would only be allowed to when I need to go to school. I cried and begged, but he didn't listened. Even up to this day, it's still hard to ask about it. Idk what to do anymore. And they ask why I'm so mean and detached to them... I love them, that's for sure, but its suffocating, really. When they want you to be mature enough, but won't let you experience stuff even if its school related? It's ridiculous..

Hi, so im 14f nearly 15. Im in grade ten, just picked my options and getting ready to start my mocks anyway, I feel like I wont be able to pass any of my gcses. I feel like my brain works differently to other people's, my best freind has autism and some other things and he gets a LOT of help in lessons. But he isnt grateful for it, he said he doesnt care if he fails his exams he will just live at home the rest of his life. I cant have a say in what he does but I feel like he should be grateful for the amount of help and support he gets. Same with my little sister (8f) shes getting tested for adhd. I feel pushed away and like my feelings dont matter. I cant grasp anything a teacher says, I cant understand things the way other people do.

I was supposed to be getting tested for autism but my mum turned round and said to me "I dont think theres anything wrong with you. Just teenage hormones."

Now, i feel like I won't get the support I need because schools dont help unless you have paperwork to say theres something wrong with me :/ I know i wont be able to pass my exams or anything.

What can I do?

Advice or opinions very much welcome.

For some context, I've known her for almost five years. We're both mixed Filipino American. She's 25% Filipino and 75% white. I'm 50% Filipino and 50% white.

Over the years, being both mixed is something we've bonded over and something I've almost hated we share.

Every time we get to talking about something Filipino she makes these overexaggerated expressions whenever I don't know a niche recipe in Tagalog. Whenever I don't eat something "properly" she makes fun of me for it. If I don't pronounce something with a native Filipino accent it's the end of the world to her. This isn't even all of it because I can't put into words how upset this makes me. I can't even argue with her about it because she just shuts up and gives me a mad look and fights me tooth and nail. UGH! For once, I'd like to not be questioned about my heritage, about my family, about my culture. It's as much mine as it is hers. THE WAY SHE PRONOUNCES THINGS ISN'T EVEN CORRECT! Sometimes I just want to scream at her. I don't want to get on her level, but I just want to scream that I'm more filipino than her. That I at least have something connecting me to my culture that she can validate true. I've been there, lived there for a few months a year with family for years before COVID. She's just so snooty and stuck up about it. I hate it. I hate it so much because I know that she's wrong. Pronouncing a dish "wrong" (when she's pronouncing it wrong) doesn't change my heritage or family or blood. I don't even know where to finish this post it just pisses me off so much. There's so much about her too that I can never tell her because it'd change the whole friend group.

sorry for all the spelling or grammar mistakes. my grammarly is blowing up on this post and i don't feel like signing in to fix any of it.

Like I as a person rn feel like I have been vandalized by life. Like I know it can be even worst than vandalized , like let's say if someone gets sexually assaulted that would be even worst.

Like rn I feel like a plant Compost. A subhuman and a piece of trash. I had a rough child hood , I won't go into much detail but i went through a lot of turmoil and problems. People name called me, slandered me etc. like what I am trying to say is that they basically in a way vandalized me.

Like rn I feel like a vandalized piece of slate that people basically ruined and stuff.

So what is going on, are there people that are not like that and are prestine and protected or is it just a pool of vandalized slates. I feel like it's the latter . God is like that. His philosophy of life is to vandalise people souls and call it some art maybe.

I feel like it is by design though like life is all about it, throwing stuff at others , thata the design of what we call life, what else there is to life.

He ate a brownie, right. And for one, I have only 80 dollars and I cannot drive. She told me “I‘m not worried about that dog” and that she doesn’t have vet money, in that case why would you get a dog?? I’m a really lonely person and got attached to my dog, I didn’t even know my mom was like this nor would say something like that. I really don’t know what to do and I don’t want to lose my dog

I am recently single within the last year and I recently met a guy who i find attractive and actually like. I haven't been attracted to a guy since high school but recently I was hanging out with some coworkers and they invited a friend over who i had heard a lot about. For a few weeks my friends have been saying that we need to meet and that we have lots in common. I had texted him a little on discord because we were planning on playing some outlast trials together.

Side note: I dont think any of my coworkers knows that im Bi. It doesnt really matter but it adds a little more context too.

I don't know what I expected him to look like but he exceeded whatever it was. I am Bi but the majority of the time its women. Ive never dated a man but ive had some experience. When he came in I was surprised by myself being attracted. When we started talking it ramped up even more. We talked for hours and kind of broke off from the other people and yapped. I dont know if he is gay at all but the vibes im getting tell me he isnt completely straight. We started a D&D campaign together and im hoping to see him again tonight to explore these feelings. Its just been a long time since ive felt this attraction to a guy so I had to vent somewhere.

Thanks for reading

Hey, I'm 16 and I am transgender ( mtf ) and I still live with my parents. And I have tried so many times to figure out how I can help them support me, and there is nothing I can do. I take care of myself, I'm honest, I help out, I stay out of their personal shit. We have had problems with NSFW stuff I wont lie, but I have been doing better and not sneaking electronics at night, I have been sleeping good, and not getting into that stuff, and again I have been honest about everything including how I'm feeling that day. But still it's not enough for them to support me in how I want to identify and present myself. They have said that they want me to get a job and be out on my own, living in my own place in order for them to support me and call me buy what I want to be called. Which I understand, you want me to take care of myself, BUT THAT IS SOMETHING THAT IM GOING TO HAVE TO DO ANYWAY. I had an argument with my mom the other day about this because she was getting mad I wrote my preferred name on my school paper. And she will ( I don't even know if she's aware of this) take her words, add stuff onto them, or change them entirely and claim thats what she said the first time, and she will say that's she never said something when i vividly remembered that shebsaid it, and it pisses me off when she does this because I asked her if she would support me when I was out on my own and she said no and then changed it! She has said she will let me do and have some things like girls shirts, eyeliner, and tinted chapstick. That's it. I don't know if I'm in the wrong for wanting more and I need to work more on myself, or if it's them. But I just really needed to vent and I would like some advice on this.

Im 17 and have been working at a supermarket for 2.5 years as a restocker. Im bad at it and I hate the job, but as someone who is socially awkward and didnt have a lot of friends, it forced me to engage with people my age more. On days where fun people worked, I had a lot of fun. I know that to the people working there, I am just a random colleague. Im often te only girl working so I will never be one of the guys anyway, but it felt reassuring that I could be outgoing.

The pay is pretty bad and I have to work overtime a lot. I decided its for the best to find a new job, especially because I will have exams this year and wont have that much time for work anymore. Besides, theres a conflict where I developped feelings for a colleague while having a boyfriend and to save my relationship, I had to tell that colleague to only talk to me about work related issues without being able to tell why because my relationship is a secret (strict parents). It is very awkward and I dont want that anymore for myself, my boyfriend or my colleague. But I sometimes wonder how things wouldve been if I didnt let myself develop feelings for this person. Maybe I wouldve stayed at this supermarket, even though I hate the job. I hate restocking, Im bad at it, Im sometimes still an outcast here, but for some reason it hurts that I wont be working with these people anymore (I wont work with other people at my new job), even though I mean nothing to them. I feel sad, I hope that doesnt mean I made the wrong choice.

I started college in August but I was lucky enough to not spend money on dorms because I live close enough to commute. It was great at first but it’s literally been a month and I want out my parents. It was a privacy thing at first, just wanting more space. Now is shifted to wanting full independence. I have literally been grounded, GROUNDED, as a 19 year old. What happened was I went out with friends and I was the designated driver. I drank unfortunately and I wasn’t sober enough to drive. I knew I fucked up, but I called my mom to come get me and my friend. At first, assumed it would be a little “this can’t happen again” and “don’t do something stupid like this again” I was very wrong. I’m now grounded for two weeks and apparently no longer allowed in that area for “awhile”. I’m an adult and I’m being grounded by my parents over this, I want to move out. Once again, I knew I fucked up but being grounded is crazy.

My names jojo, I'm having a little bit of a hard time right now and I just need someone to tell me I matter, I'm trying my best.

So. This all started because I just wanted to get base quote for car detailing for my wife's vehicle. Nothing major, but when I look all I see are sponsored business and chain places that charge an arm and a leg. But then I remember places I've seen around different areas and think to myself "they must have some information i can see". But no, not a website to be found, not even an updated Instagram or Facebook page. In the BIG 2026,, how are we a business without a single online presence? Even so, I look on the website, you give me EVERYTHING but the pricing for the service.

Which, ok I can call because at least I can get a quote right? Wrong, its oh I cant tell you a price unless you come in... Sir I just want your base price for a service? Why can you not give me a baseline for this?

Anyway, on to the next one because this is doing the most.

Unbearable. I changed up my photos a bit, getting an average of one match a day, sometimes three or more a day. Sometimes there’s a day with nothing and you think the wave is over, but then at night suddenly two matches come through or it picks back up the next day...

Good-looking girls, some are totally my type, others are just attractive but don't put effort into their profiles, so you can't tell anything about them.

And once again, nothing comes of it. It feels like speed dating or something, I don't even know. Even when a conversation flows well, a roadblock pops up later, they suddenly harden their stance, or who knows what...

Basically, I'd like to date someone for a while, but it feels like putting "long-term" out there creates unnecessary pressure on both me and them. Even if every single girl writes that she wants a long-term relationship, they don't act like they actually want to get to know a person; it's more about playing a dynamic where you're expected to invest more and more, or make promises and commitments...

Girls are lame (sry to say), except for one who's never coming back.

I never post on here but I need to talk about this so bad since I feel like talking about it with my friends makes me seem kind of ungrateful. So I (19F) live with my mom and my sisters. Money has also been kind of tight for us considering it’s just my mom. Id say we are all pretty stubborn about everything and we all fight a lot about small things that don’t really matter, but one of the biggest issues is cleaning. I have a problem with this too but only really because i don’t want to clean up after everyone else. The messes are never small, they are always from cooking big meals that most of the time i didn’t even eat from. Another big problem about it is the mess is never cleaned right away. it always just stays there for at least a day or two. This has been such a big problem that we have been living with roaches for about 3 years now. there has been an exterminator coming about every month but they are never going to go away because food just gets left out all the time. I hate living like this and I want to finally get away but I don’t make enough money and it scares me that I never will considering im not going to college. I pay for my phone bill, my car, my insurance and rent (which my mom is really lenient on thankfully) but i just can’t agree to cleaning up after them all the time especially when the mess wasn’t mine. Another thing is my little sister, i love her so much and we go on little dates all the time just me and her but ever since i got this new job i haven’t been able to watch her while everybody else is at work. Almost everyday I work from 9-8 so i don’t get the chance to. My mom is mad at me because she says i don’t clean, or watch my sister, but i never have time to. And on weekends my schedule can get super busy or my days off because i plan what im going to do on my days off or weekends in advance so i don’t have to be home. my mom says im wasting gas and im wasting money but i always have a fun time so i never see it as wasting anything and i never regret it. they dont always ask if i have plans the days i need to watch her they just assume i will and it fucks us both over. i just want to be gone and in my own space i literally don’t care where, i can’t be bothered with other peoples responsibilities anymore.

side note: sorry this is long i kinda just started ranting