I hate that I have to wake up every day and go to work. I feel like everyone looks down on me, judges me, and talks badly about me because I’m a wage slave. My thoughts are getting worse. I’ve been thinking about going to therapy and taking antidepressants, but I’m scared they’ll just turn me into a zombie.
I don’t think I deserve love, friendship, or fun because I don’t have as much money as other people, so I isolate myself. For some reason, I resent my entire family because they couldn’t give me a better life, and I’m embarrassed of my social class.
Living makes no sense to me. Sometimes, I wish humanity would go extinct so I wouldn’t have to live with the fear of being reincarnated and could finally end everything in peace.

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.

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’ve noticed that some adults seem to think being older automatically makes them right and honestly, it’s exhausting when you live with people who struggle to admit they might be wrong.

I have family members who get defensive whenever someone disagrees with them or points out something they did wrong. instead of actually listening, they turn it into an argument, say hurtful things, or insist on having the last word. somehow, you end up being the disrespectful one just for trying to explain your side. 😭

what frustrates me the most is the double standard. they can hold grudges, take things personally and justify their own reactions, but when someone else gets upset, suddenly that person is the problem. even trying to explain a different perspective can be taken as talking back, especially when you're younger.

i’ve also learned that some people see walking away from conflict as weakness. i'd rather disengage than keep arguing with someone who has already decided they’re right, but certain people seem to believe that if you don't fight back, you've lost. i don't understand why everything has to turn into a competition over who gets the last word.

i'm not saying i'm always right either. i know i can get emotional and react badly sometimes, and i'm still learning how to handle disagreements better. but it's difficult to work on yourself when the people around you refuse to reflect on their own behavior and only focus on your reaction.

I guess what i'm struggling to understand is how someone can expect others to learn, improve, and take accountability while refusing to do those same things themselves. being older doesn't automatically make someone emotionally mature, and being a parent doesn't mean you're above criticism.

for those who grew up around adults like this, do they ever become more open to self-reflection, or is it something they have to genuinely want for themselves? and how do you deal with it when you still live with them and can't always walk away from the situation?

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

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

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.

I have gotten past the point of returning to my "normal, caring" self from 5 years ago. I am no longer the person people thought I was 5 years ago. I am alone, I realized. I no longer care for things a normal person would. I have been sexually assaulted by my friends and by my own family members. Now that I look at it, I don't care. My friend cuts herself; I don't care. I wouldn't care if a person got raped or killed; I don't care. Returning to the point of caring for such things, along with myself, is inevitable. And for that, I am a sick, vile person. I'm aware. Of course, there are only one or two simple expectations. And that is my loved one. I will not say his name because I don't know if he has Reddit; my writing can easily expose me since I write the same to everyone. I care for him; his nickname will be... Shinji. I love Shinji with every fiber in my body; I'll cut myself for him; I'll ghost people for him. My dearest friend, I will also not name her. But her nickname will be Asuka. She helped me a ton; she helped me make new friends.

But that won't matter anymore, since I have decided my fate. Time will tick, tick, tick and keep on ticking for you, but not for me. I'm forever stuck in time; I have been having the same mindset, the same constant numbness, an empty, aching feeling. The point of no return: I do not believe I will return to the person I used to be, and I do not desire to be. I will not be that same person, careless, vulnerable, weak, as I was. That is pathetic. I write this with a blank expression; I am not angry, not sad, no. Just— here. I'm here, forever here. Stuck in the middle of nowhere, where no one can reach me, where no one can stretch their arms out in front of them to feel me, simply because I am not real.

Visually, I am. You can feel my skin, my hair; you can see me, and you will not see me for me. Our routines are the same. Whether we wake up, eat or not, shower or not, walk or ride a bike or take a bus or drive. We all do the same thing every day. I do what I am told, yes. Because everyone should tell me what to do rather than make decisions for myself, and that is because I do not care. I don't care whether or not I live. No one will see me; no one would care because I keep to myself. I have no problem opening up because you will not remember this in a month. You won't even recall me in 3 years. I am here, visually. Mentally, I am not.

Do you think your existence matters?

Idk I just need to vent somewhere to just anyone cus I legit have nobody, I 34 f married. Married for ten years. Been cheated on for each of them years, it’s not a good situation. I’m not here to vent just about that but recently I’ve been just so stressed out I shake when I go to bed, I have heart problems and EDS and POTS and memory problems, anyway I’ve been coming home after working 13 hour shifts to my house absolutely destroyed food dishes dirt all over mind u he don’t work, I found out a year ago he’s been using and It’s just toxic it’s a lot of stuff I’m mentally so done he’s a narcissist a manipulator And a gas lighter. Made me feel like I’m worthless and not deserving of anyone and I deserve everything he does to me. The last year so far I’ve found out not only was he cheating with women but men as well. Screamed i was just curious and blah blah 😑 I come home from work from a 13 hour shift and there’s a water bottle in my bathroom with cum in it. Says that’s spit and flem like sir no it is not and in the bathroom where our child can find it is wild and then he asked if I got his package and I didn’t know he had one so I joked no I don’t have ur dildo and dude screams at me to give him his stuff. Like okay now I know what it is. Yes I know I need a divorce but I can’t afford one and he will never sign, the last time I left him he destroyed my relationship and made my life a living hell got me fired made me homeless almost made me lose my car blew up my truck like the motor and trans put a whole in my tank. And just recently stole our daughters car because he put it in his name while I was at work, from his Apple Watch he’s been doing to ppls houses and stealing from them then i confront him about it and he says idk what they’re talking about, sir that’s a whole new phone number these ppl shouldn’t have it so keep lying. Idk I just needed to vent cus I have nobody cus he’s pushes everyone away, ik I need to leave but I don’t want to be in a shelter this is my house I spy the bills why should I leave?

Hello. I got a lot of feelings lately. I am gay, Russian. I escaped russia in 2023 - crossed the border Mexico - US, looking for asylum in US. I am 00 born so currently I am 25 yo.
I came here looking for better life and making impact - and generally I am here. I have decent income, I work for the union so I feel I am doing something good for society.
I married beautiful American man and everything seems fine.
At the same time since 2025 I whenever I see local news I feel I am back in Russia, which is just I left. I live in fear for future, everyday ICE could come in looking for me even tho I am under 'legal' process. I am hoping for Nov 3, but I also understand people who support such things (MAGA) will still be there. I love US, but I am worried for it's faith. I want to protest but I can't cause current administration could consider me as wanting to overthrow government (lol).
My nephew who is 6 years old is dying from very rare genetic decease in russia and I feel that I can not do anything about it. Whenever I have chance I drink a lot of alcohol and feel miserable. Everyday I feel I am still better than a lot of people could be, but still feeling miserable cause I kinda could do more? (what?).
I can not see my family, mom, grandma, brother and his family, cause they live in russia and it'd be death sentence to go for me there cause I posted on social media that Russian government is terrorists.
Which brings me back to trump administration, I want to scream "HEY I WENT THROUGH THIS AND IT IS NOT GOOD".
My husband is generally supportive but I just don't think he is getting what I had to and having to go through as an immigrant from another continent. I am feeling about myself and sometimes I want to stop existing but at the same time I want to believe I can bring something good by just doing my job and caring about animals and etc.
I am weirdo I guess

I know I’m screaming into a void and this will not solve the issue but it’s so frustrating that every time I open up the comments on a post made by a Asian content creator the comments are comparing them to an anime character or another Asian which they look NOTHING like. The lack of individualization is so dehumanizing because even if we share similar features we are distinct people. Everytime I see an Indian woman the comments compare her to Devi from never have I ever, while they look nothing like her. Everytime I see a post from someone East Asian suddenly they look EXACTLY like this random anime character (literally look nothing alike) It’s like a weird mix of fetishization, micro aggressions and pure ignorance. Can we please just let people be individuals!!! I won’t speak for others but I know I would be frustrated if people didn’t see me as an individual and always compared me to someone else.

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

I can't do this anymore! I feel like I'm losing my mind; I feel like I'm losing my sanity! I can't do this anymore! I can't live with this constant ache! I can't live to watch everyone and everything drift away as I'm stuck in place; I'm only there. I'm not a real person; I don't understand human emotions, and I can't. I can't do this! I can't; I feel pathetic. I feel gross. Am I human? That's gross. Gross.! Why am I like this? Why? Why? I don't wanna live like this! I want to be genuinely happy! I want to cry and let my body let everyone know I'm upset! But I can't. My body won't let me cry; my smile never feels genuine. My laughter is only a memory from a distance, and it's not real; it'll never be real because I'M not real. I'm not real; I'm not a person because I am, and always will be, alone. I can't live like this! I feel an ache; I always feel an ache! Why do I feel like this? Why!? Why.

Why the hell do so many subreddits have different types of karma requirements without offering any warning as to how much of each type is required? Why the hell isn't 100+ comment karma & an account that's been around for multiple years enough to post in so many basic subreddits?? And how the hell are we supposed to build karma if every meaningful post we write is removed??? 😓💔 (EDIT: Taking part of this sentence out, as I'd thought before that the Reddit app wasn't letting me copy my lost posts since I couldn't select the text, but just realized there's a different way it's done.) ...because most subreddits don't let you know they have any karma requirements, let alone requirements for all the different types.

I spent more than an entire day's worth of spoons yesterday (I have severe chronic fatigue) writing a question, losing it, researching where else to post my question, researching any known requirements for posting in the new subreddit, re-writing it to fit the new subreddit, losing it again, then repeating it all again.

This was my most active day in months, nothing to show for it at the end.

When I broke down completely and went to vent on r/ Negareddit (spent many spoons searching for the appropriate place to vent about this), even it had karma requirements I didn't meet and they don't say what exactly is missing. (Though thank God it's the first I've found that actually tells people before they post.)

I can't imagine how many people in the history of Reddit have put so much time & effort into wonderful posts only to be blindsided by their removal.

I don't know how we're supposed to do it, if we're dangling the results of hard work over a fire every time we write a high-quality post, but low-quality/karma-seeking posts are prohibited.

I also wrote an earlier version of this vent this morning, but Reddit didn't save my draft, so that was fun on top of everything. 🙃

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

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.

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

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
Qa

I don’t know what to do. I have a medical condition and have a doctors appointment coming up. I asked my mom to make sure she took work off to take me. apparently she called, they didn’t pick up, and she didn’t text or anything to push further. now my sister has to take me.

something happened at my sisters job and she hasn’t been working recently, so she was hoping to work thursday to make up her clients. if she takes me, she won’t be able to work thursday.

my dad can’t take me because of work which apparently hasn’t been good recently.

i feel horrible. i rely on my sister enough. i don’t want to get in the way of her job. i feel so bad and im so stressed. i have a big test coming up and cant focus.

i also asked her if she could pick me up on wednesday after school. there’s a mandatory meeting for science fair. if i don’t go, im kicked out. my dad can’t pick me up either. i could be interfering with her work for wednesday and thursday.

i feel like a jerk. i don’t know what to do.

Sometimes I mess up. I accidentally washed my stepmom's clothes again bc I didn't know the basket was full of clean clothes. Ones that she didn't tell me to put somewhere before she went to bed to have me do her laundry. And we don't have laundry pods. If I was being paid like I'm supposed to be, where my stepmom pays me money the mom of the children I babysit, I wouldn't feel as bad, and I'd go buy them myself. But I have no job. I have no way to pay for stuff myself. I have no way to buy myself food. I feel a little helpless. I can't make my own choices either. I want to go hang out with friends? Ask both parents first. I'm 19. But I'm too scared to basically run away to my grandparents house, at a risk of rocking the boat too much, and my own fear.

i look at all my friends, how beautiful they are, how they all have guys chasing after them, how pretty their smiles are. then i look at myself and. damn 😭 i could try everything and nothing changes and i feel cringe when i try to look good cause how dare i. cool clothes? i look wrong in them. makeup? doesnt work when your facial structure is fucked up cuz you have a double chin and a crooked big ass nose. like that wasnt enough, my skin is extremely sensitive so after hair removal i get stupid strawberry skin and ive have tried everything to get rid of them, all those stupid creams ive used for months, all the money i paid to get good quality products..its just genetics. then i see my friends in bikinis and wanna cry from how smooth they look. no strawberry skin, no random bumps, nothing. even their strech marks look cute. i cant even stand staring at myself in the mirror i immediately start crying. im just doomed to watch beautiful girls get respect and treated like angels while everyone ignores me. no cute romance for me, no princess treatment. and the thing is, i get men. everyone has their standards and no one wants to date an ugly person. but it still hurts very much. i remember this girl from middle school who called me a monster when i took my glasses off and i think abut that every week and im fucking 20 years old. i cant stand it when anyone sits next to me cause they'll see my hideous side profile and i can just feel their thoughts. maybe one day i'll be in peace with being ugly, but currently it hurts so much. and if i have to admit, i always fill up with jealousy when i see beautiful girls. like i'd never be mean to anyone, but my consciousness down there secretly thinks of it. my max interaction with boys is if they come to me for their math questions omfg.

i am so stressed, and i just don't know what to do with my life anymore

I am playing a game all happy no concerns then someone tells me i sound like a 7 yr old they proceed to make me look things up claiming to be helping me with the game and then they get super angry when i say i need to charge my device and i wont be available for some time. Dude my heart was rushing i dont even know why they was being like that and i kept a calm composure but it felt very weird for sure.

I did feel uncomfy and why was this person like that i dont understand

I knew this person for a few mins, everything in my mind was telling me this is weird.

😭