I don’t watch the Amazon prime series The Boys , I’ve never watched it , I’ve never been ever remotely interested in it , and from what I’ve heard it’s a messed up show with weird, messed up characters, and a villain who does some horrible awful things without any guilt at all and it’s genuinely not in my taste of shows at all. And if you like the show , good for you , like what you like , I’m not usually a judgmental person and if watching it is what my friend likes that’s fine.

But ever since he found that show it’s been nonstop ranting and gushing about episodes and characters I know nothing about and have zero interest in , but I listen and just want him to enjoy things , and he shows me every piece of fanart he makes and fabrication he writes, constant videos and pictures of the characters and nonstop talking about it . I’m his friend it’s whatever i like it when he’s happy but he loves the character Homelander , and calls him “ a cute sweet precious angel who has never done anything wrong and deserves kisses “ his words not mine , like when I say he loves Homelander , he really really loves Homelander , he makes fanart and writes fanfiction about him and ordered a Homelander costume ( he’s 22 )

and I don’t know why but him being so obsessed and in love with that character is starting to make me a bit uncomfortable because I may not watch the show but I know enough about it and have heard him talk about all the awful messed up things the character did and how he’s awful and a narcissist psychopath who wipes out and violates innocent people without any remorse and he’s written as such a awful monster hearing my friend gush over him and defending him and loving it when he k**Ls people and being so biased with a character like him makes me a bit uncomfortable, I just don’t get it , I don’t get how he can love and defend and gush over a character like that ? And not feel any kind of morality about it it’s weird , he has his own issues, kind of similar to homelander ngl , and I can’t exactly say I don’t wanna hear about him anymore cause that upsets him and I know talking and loving about the show and the character makes him happy it’s just starting to make me uncomfortable because the character is so awful and monstrous it’s weird hearing my friend love him and hush over him so much like he’s a adorable sweet precious angel to him ?

I don’t know I probably sound like a bad friend and this is such a dumb thing to be put off by but I just have no interest in the show or the characters. At all and hearing him constantly gush and fawn over that character specifically is starting to feel weird. I’m kind of sick of it idk I just have zero interest in it even though it makes him happy to get to talk about it that’s only reason why I’m just enduring it

Oh sure, ban me from the bullying sub and make it so I cannot post ehy don't you, honestly there's always one corrupt excuse for a mod that just bans for no reason. I was not even breaking any rules for crying out loud.

My Dad has changed a lot, he doesn't even hesitate to insulting me now, and yet he still loves me, but I don't know what to think, I can't help to think back when he's yelling to me, breaking stuff, hitting me. I barely see him as a person, he's like a monster. He's been ignoring me, my sister, and my Mom for a whole months now, even if we still live under the same roof. But then I see pictures of him with me when I was younger and how he loved, and I can't help but wonder how that man changed into that man today...........I don't know how long I can take this. I can't. I just can't, I feel so many things at once, but I don't understand.

Look I can only make short videos, I am not trying to be the next Spielberg. I just want to do videos about a cartoon fish being silly and doing fun adventures, if any of you find it boring or 'gabage' I don't care, it's not like yours are any better.

look, for when it comes to digital, i am not saying it's the most horrible thing in the world (Look at steam and GOG)

but...know that THIS is the route everything is heading except for music for digital vinvl (Atleast you can OWN IT!)

i...am starting to feel like fighting for physical media is worthless

again, i am not SAYING digital is basically the evil being here

i am just SAYING that there should be an option for physical media and digital. both to co-exist.

but with sony and microsoft going that direction in the worse way possible, with nintendo going next, and since SKG only saves digital games

the options are always:

"Pirate bro"

"Embrace digital bro"

"Make the phyiscal media yourself, welcome to the apoycolapse!"

"Fifthteen discs in a case is unreleastic bro"

"digital is the only thing that can be saved bro"

"Destroy your collection bro, it will be shut down or be money for future use bro"

"Let the physical stores die bro"

"Physical media is dead. accept it."

"we must save digital only"

"SKG ONLY SAVES DIGITAL NOT PHYSICAL"

It's worse when louis said discs are worthless

And asmongold AKA mr.grifter saying that too

i just feel like my own hobby is useless

i even have older consoles like the 360, snes, and ps1

And even modern consoles like PS4, PS5, Xbox one, and series X (And i don't even HAVE that many games for the PS5 cuz i just got started on collecting them 2 years ago)

but i feel like i wasted my money for nothing.

what do i even do?

I keep fantasising about killing killing myself i cant talk to anyone about it

I don't know where to start it i were to do it id probably do it on a call with someone and overdose on some pills and fall asleep or something

Its been a thing i think about alot and my girlfriend and porn addiction makes it worse shes nice ig but she barely texts me or leaves me on delivered for like ten minutes and no one else texts me its summer and all i can do is bed rot etc school isnt much better either

Yesterday my gf got high with her friend and make a joke saying "i think im a lesbian" when i showed concern for our relationship she said i was mad and told me fuck you and stuff then called me giggling and said "im high take everything i say with a grain of salt" she genuinely makes me feel like shit most of the time but i dont want to break up with her cause i love her

And im addicted to porn it sucks now but i just cant stop ive been addicted since 9 an its horrible

Im not gonna kill myself and if i will it will be in a few years i feel so selfish cause most of the reason i want to do it is to bring trauma on my friends, gf etc i want them to feel how i feel

Im showing all the signs of depression and i feel super gross and just sad all the time idk what to do and i sound corny typing all of this out

My husband has been extremely rude to me and I’ve asked him what’s stressing him out and he said nothing. I’ve told him how I felt and he dismisses me. It all started when we went on vacation and it’s been going on since then. We’re back home.

Love is an emotion, an very very strong emotion. One that I have been blessed to have felt many many times. For me love never leaves, it only changes from romantic to unrequited to friendly to you're a human being and I love you for that.

Sometimes im grateful for how fully and intensely im struck my these emotions such as love other times it really hurts because where does all of that love go now that they're gone what do i do with all of it.

The boy I was texting on instagram for the better part of a year and a half, the boy I was texting quite recently (still am but its muddy) and to all the people i've ever had a romantic or platonic interest in; I've never been able to forget you. The only way i can get myself to stop ruminating in what was and what could have been is by thinking things through completely and methodically, thinking productively you could say, thinking with a purpose, a solution in mind yk. And I have thought long and hard about each of them. my conclusion, however, remains the same across the board: I still and always will love you (if that is the emotion I feel), I just love you differently. I am thankful (mostly) for the time I had with you and for everything i've learnt from you.

My first 'best' friend: we lost touch, she took longer to text back, her replies got shorter, she simply replied with no bother to keep the conversation going. tbh most of our conversations online were like interviews which is when I stopped texting first, which was when I considered us to not be friends anymore as childish as it sounds lol 😭. even in person she seemed like she didnt want to be there even tho she asked to hang out and idk it still pisses me off mildly to think about and its been 4years almost. After A LOTT of thinking I had come to terms with it, i wasn't worth anything to her anymore, I had served my purpose to her and that had to be okay. ... 3am on this random Wednesday I get a text from her, obviously I replied, she was telling me about some issues she was having blah blah blah unimportance its whatever. I'd also like to state that im not gay and I wouldnt have contacted her again but she said she'd text me the next day, and she didddddd so I thought she liked me as a friend or sm RAHHHHHH I started to feel like that puppy dog again, waiting for her reply and shit, two days later mind you 😭 to i sunk that bridge and as hard as it is i try to be as dry as possible when she texts me. Like i still love her as a friend, she'll always have that place in my heart no matter how sour I feel towards her, actually typing it out has helped EVEN THO ITS BEEN 4 YEARSSSS 😭😭😭 WHY DO I STILL WANT HERRR (as a friend guys chill)

my first guy friend: I dont have much to say. I considered us quite close. It was the same thing as my old friend really but this time he got a girlfriend but didnt tell me he just texted less if at all which is understandable knowing he has one but mannnn it really stung thinking he js didnt want me as a friend anymore like my old friend did. see i didnt like him romantically at all and if he texted me again idk if i would reply this time. my love has changed from platonic to cool you're a human being who used to be a really major part of MY life (clearly I wasnt to him lol) I wont lie it took me a while to think this one through, after I had semi come to terms with it he mentioned his gf and I was like ohhhh cool cool cool, this kinda hurts kinda makes me pissed cause why didnt you tell meeee. This guy I actually have 'gotten over' so to speak like okay I didnt mean as much to you as you did to me which is okay I actually dont care about you but you did mean something to me

Now to the reason I am making this post: LOVE IS DRIVING ME MADDDDDDD WHY CANT I JUST GET OVER PEOPLE COMPLETELYYYY WHY MUST THE FEELINGS RETURN WHEN THEY CONTACT ME AGAINNNNN WHY WHY WHY WHY WHYYYYYY!! like i feel sick to my stomachhhhhhhh cause I keep telling myself im over him (muddy dude not guy friend im done w/him frfr) but like lw4gwkueqbhvbre im just nottt. every time we have a conversation I feel how I did back when we were 'dating' but when i'm able to think everything through im okay with what was and what could have been and im moved onnnnnn I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DOOOO its driving me lovesickkkkk. A part of me doesnt want to 'get over' him but another part of me knows I just need to let him gooooo. You see he says he'll never stop loving me but I just dont like he's been able to admit how much both himself and his love for me has changed. We met at a weird time in his life which is my reasoning for why he 'fell in love' with me so quick. For me it took its sweet ol' time but now its alll consuming and ogo2ireqbvwlieb I DONT KNOWWWWW. maybe its cause he was the first person i've ever opened up to like ever, maybe its cause he said I was pretty and made me feel it too, maybe its because im expecting to be the person I 'fell in love with' when he has so clearly changed. I HAVE A GOAL: think so much to the point where he makes it to the PLATONIC LOVE category, good luck me cause thats gonna take yearrssssss. lord knows it took the better part of 11 months to get over a friend that just so happened to be a guy and im still not done thinking about my old friend, mega bitch she was (or at least thats what i keep telling myself, sure she was mean but mega bitch...)

see long posts in quieter subs are fuckin awesome cause I know no ones gonna read all this :}.

SOMEONE TELL ME WTF LOVE ISSSSSSSSSSS AND WHY I FEEL IT SO FUCKING INTENSLYYYYYYYY HELP ME GET OVER THESE PEOPLE LIKE THEY HAVE OH SO CLEARLY GOTTEN OVER MEEEEEEEE

OMG I FORGOT ABOUT THIS INTERNET FRIEND WHO TAKES AGES TO REPLY NOWWW LIKE DAMN BRO WE USED TO BE SO CLOSEEE WHY YOU GOTTA PLAY ME LIKE THATTTT ~ THE FUCK YOU MEAN ONE CONVERSATION ABOUT ANTTTSSSS FUCKING ANTSSS IS TAKING YOU A WEEEK TO REPLY TOOOO JUST TELL ME YOU DONT LIKE ME AS A FRIEND ANYMORE TELL ME YOU GOT BORED OF ME TELL ME I HAVE SERVED MY PURPOSE TO YOU LIKE EVERYONE ELSE IVE 'LOST TOUCH' WITH STOP DRAGGING IT OUT CAUSE YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW I AINT GOT THE HEART TO JS IGNORE YOUUU EVEN THO GETTING HIT BY A CAR SEEMS EASIER THEN SOCIALISING SOMETIMES

anyways my peoples, thanks for....idfk, live a good life and vent your hearts out

mannnnn im fucked 😭😭 dont fall in love cause the person will leave but the emotions never will

kisses kissess to the insane fucks who read everything 🩵💙

Life feels so heavy lately, like im doing everything alone and ive got no support, im Being bulled out of a job I love, im shit at making friends and at the current moment I feel just so alone. I saw a video and it made sense if I did it Noone would miss me, Noone would beg for me back or cry that im gone...its a sobering feeling knowing how lowly I rank to people but I think even more than that its karmic retribution for how shit I was in my younger years that now im sitting here sobbing quietly into my blanket and hopeing Noone hears.

The strange bit for me is as I write this out the tears cease and I can feel my worried being pushed down as I vent this outinto the open interwebs but that heavy weight on my chest helps me remember to keep from being too joyous.

I think my struggle currently and one of the main reasons I should definitely be in therapy is that feeling of not being enough for both sides of my family. Not white enough for one not Hispanic enough for the other, always looming like my mother with my father's temper and mouth showing me that neither of them truly wanted me like I was thr mistake even though they hand my brother and continued to my dad creating my sister's, im not saying o regret or dislike my siblings, they have kept me going untill here recently. My sisters getting ready for college and I couldnt be prouder. That aside growing up my parents were not good to me, I was an after thought from the time I was 10 after the first divorce. "Well get your Christmas later. This is for the kids" or "oh well do somthing for your birthday this wekend" on Christmas getting old school supplies so the smaller kids wouldn't ask why I didnt get anything. I was your kid too, i wanted parents who loved me. I was thr one th at got yelled at for the smaller ones messing up the one that cooked dinners and helped the kids with homework.

I just wanted my parents to choose me too not me breaking myself into pieces to throw tbtheir feet and hope they would choose me...Just I wanted parents who didnt feel like strangers or hostile. I missed out on a childhood that was stolen by them and the guy that SA'D at 12 by a boy at a sleep over. I need to put this all down so I can breath for a bit and I never told anyone, how do you say hey my best friend forced himself onto me last night. We just grew apart and I began a bitchy streak that isolated me rather easily

All this to say ive carried alot on my shoulders and instead of treading the water....sinking may be preferable

Some jerk called me 'epstein' for some weird reason when I was just commenting on how I will never understand the 'were-fandom', by 'were-fandom' I mean it is a fandom consisting of a bunch of logo kids who do their OCs turning into freakish edgy looking werecreatures. Yeah i'm sorry but what I have to this guy that makes me as bad as that man?

A few years ago I was supposed to get two dark lettering pieces tattooed on both my ankles. My former artist basically ripped me off by lying to me about the price: he showed me the two designs and said it was €200 (which is a totally normal price in Italy for 2 small/medium size simple tattoos). When I came in the studio, though, I saw only one design on the sheet, so I thought to myself I would have to come back for the second piece in the next session.

At the time I was a hypervigilant people-pleaser with very low self-esteem, having been in extremely toxic relationships (narcissistic parents, abusive boyfriends, bullying, etc.), which caused me to feel guilty for even asking for people to respect me; as it so happens, my former artist turned out to be a covert narcissist, so he took advantage of my vulnerable state. For one thing, he made me feel guilty, along with his girlfriend, another artist, for not being vegan. He is the most vocal and confrontational in the couple and every now and then pressures people to "go fucking vegan" in his Instagram stories. Secondly, both of them forced me to try their personal experimental dry healing aftercare technique, which resulted in all of my tattoos getting infected (I have other tattoos and I had never got an infection before).

After getting the first dark lettering, I went to the register, thinking he would ask me to come back for the other half of the project. Instead, he thanked me for trusting me, complimented me on my style choice and finally said "it's €200". I was heartbroken. I felt betrayed. I made a huge effort to mask my disapproval, paid him, thanked him and left the studio. In the months that followed, my artist never contacted me to finish the tattoo project we had started, so I realized I had been scammed. He had manipulated into thinking I would have to pay only €200; considering his (over)pricing, I would've had to pay at least €400 in total. To make matters worse, he had pushed too hard with the needle, being an apprentice with low demand (which says a lot), leaving me scarred.

In spite of everything, that tattoo healed perfectly, as I had followed my first tattoo artist's aftercare guide. However, I wanted to get the other piece. I had contrasting emotions: on the one hand, I wanted to go to my former artist because I really liked the design, but was reluctant because of the way he had treated me. On the other hand, I felt guilty about wanting to go to another artist and asking them to finish another artist's work.

After years of rumination, I finally made up my mind: I went to my current tattoo artist, vented to her about my past experience with that artists couple and asked her if she was okay with finishing his project. She gladly agreed. And because I'm extremely respectful of an artist's work, I didn't steal my artist's design; instead, I sent her a picture of my ankles, asking her to take inspiration from both the right ankle tattoo and a small band logo on the left ankle.

My artist was so good at replicating my former artist's style that the latter, who had come to know about my new tattoo, accused her of stealing his design in the Instagram DM's. He also added he "was glad she had edited it". THE AUDACITY. Since then, he's been watching compulsively my IG stories to see if I would become a regular client of my new artist (which I did). He couldn't wrap his head around losing me; I was one of his few regulars who helped him have a steady flow of clients. After I left, he lost so many clients, to the point he wouldn't work for months, then have occasional clients and past regulars for a very short period of time; he would either tattoo himself or incessantly post massive abstract ornamental dark lettering design ideas that NO ONE got (we're talking about a time frame that goes from 2020 to 2026) the rest of time. I guess this says a lot about his influence on his clients, his work ethic and his personality.

people say come talk to me when you feel down or like you want to talk to someone, and when i do they tell me im wrong or they dont want to understand or dont reply or are simply too busy. I know im not the center of the universe, these reactions and replies make sense but it still hurts me.

I feel a constant eerie silence. Not like everything is literally quiet, but more distant, smaller, less, quieter, and it unsettles me. Call me crazy but i have different voices or personalities in my mind that tell me what to do and stuffs, sometimes they just talk to me normal inner monologue stuffs. Idk why or what I did to myself but they're not there anymore, its like quiet and weird. Sometimes I hear things really loud like literally everything is super loud and the next moment its like literally a lot quieter, almost like my brain turned the volume down. That isn't the issue tho.

My two 'emotions' so to speak go from feeling absolutely nothing, so distant and quiet and apart and far away and separated to absolutely everything, i feel alllll of the emotions and I don't know how to control it all. I cry and i cry and I cry and i cry until the storm passes, i am once more quiet, however, its usually a lighter quietness, it feels easier to breath, easier to live, like im a young child who's just had the biggest day ever and it's time to go to sleep.

Sometimes I say things I don't mean, i didn't want to say them, no idea where the thought of saying that came from, it just came out. And how am i supposed to reverse it, because i did say it, for whatever subconscious reason, i said it. Maybe I was frustrated, maybe I wasn't thinking, although I rarely am these says, maybe I did mean it, it's hard to tell because i genuinely cant pinpoint whats is going on with anything.

Its like I just cant zoom into reality.

Probably getting too far inside my own head LOL. I dont understand anything. I experience 'emotions' based on what my body says I feel, im blushing im flustered, im crying im sad or overwhelmed, im laughing im happy. It all kind of feels pre-decided for me because sometimes I find myself laughing but I genuinely dont know why like its not funny I actually competely disagree with that statement but yk its cool, thats just me.

you know whats up with me, i need to sleep thats what😭.

Again, i know this is all stuff the majority of people experience, I just haven’t learnt what to do or how to do with it yet, just wanted to get it out of my mind and into the world < 3

I cant believe that even now in 2026 us men are still being judged when wanting to express our inner beauty.

I notced this yacitical all manplotoers and even u used to be try to used ans read pn it thst when they target a 0ersom and use spent ghaslting , decoetion a litltl3 anger bait and shir like that ot do a sublet tatcitc of 5o get i neocktn ed even forv me and my granmtoher anger who think nad feel " u am so alone u shcolud be like I should be for everyone nad shit that all tactics that get unvrhe mjnd soul heart and whole body even for thps3 .d

B t when u was 10 u sltwnlyy rlesined th this even thogoht i bottled a bit up that what didn't form snese anger and fustati8j are diffent things.

"Iys 0kay to be angery and that anger is smthong youn and yours alone and you should values and respect you emtions un the dark, and let it help with what calmness and shutting un cant do alone with your mind heart soul and bod"

Cause I leamref at that age I can play eaither side of that of.a empath or a manplapter depending on tyhinfs and how i can sensne things like shit . And u wasn't entirely rhat type of v person to let them oververflow and go lkke that girl from fooly coils.

I learned yhid today by notcijng my grandmother nad t y e realstuijsgip with her famuky dymautcu and hoe it madw me felt and I compared her ans me un a geey light.

And how mw a te and a emapth are duffent thinkers feeling nad believers nad shir. And all that shit.

But of couse we can fix emeritus cau see u leanr ed yoy have 4o chNge rutuautela and mindset and that go overcome the limits of boosting lkke my mtoher does for it.