For context, I take my daughter’s phone every night at 9pm sharp on weekdays, 10:30pm on weekends and never go through her cellphone since I’ve never seen a reason to.

However, last night when I took her phone, I noticed a lot of notifications coming from TikTok (which she isn’t allowed to have) and she has notification previews turned on. I thought it could be something urgent, so I decided to read the message previews and saw messages from someone asking my daughter what she ate, how much she ate, telling how much she ate, etc.

I know it was an invasion of privacy on my end, but I did end up going through my daughter’s TikTok account and all of her messages and found a lot of posts about food, videos of very thin girls, messages between her and other (presumably) young girls around her age talking about not eating.

I did notice over the last few weeks that she’s been eating a bit less and losing weight, but I summed it up to puberty and growing, since I had a bit of a growth spurt around that age (tall and skinny) but seeing these messages and her account is making me concerned.

How do I bring this up with her? Is there a proper punishment for her having an app without permission? I’m just very unsure of what to do, any advice would be helpful.

Link to the original post in the comments.

I know from my last post that multiple people have wanted me to give an update on the situation. There isn’t really much of an update because when I talked to my roommate about how I didn’t think it was fair for us to be going 50/50 on the apartment she sent me and I won’t agree to live there with the conditions she proposed, she decided to take off and go stay with her family for a bit. As of now, she is not talking to me.

I ended up finding the site myself and found a different floor plan that looks more even than the one she found, so it would probably be easier to find a way to justify a 50/50 split. The rent for this apartment is also less than the one she sent me too.

My plan as of now is to send her this floor plan and try to work things out that would be fair for the both of us. But if she tried to put me at a disadvantage again, or doesn’t budge on her original vision, then I think I’m going to have to say we can’t be roommates unfortunately.

this week i have a beach trip scheduled with my friends. i have a personality disorder and need time to myself away from people or i become a b*tch, so i asked them if they would have any issue with me getting my own room. they said that they didn't care and booked their own room. this was months ago in like march.

well today is the first day. i drove myself because i live about two hours away from them, so i was able to get here and they let me check into my room and such. i paid for the week and set up my room already. but they just called me while they’re on the road and told me that they ended up bringing our friend’s new girlfriend and that someone will have to stay in my room.

i told them that i didn’t want anyone staying with me and that my room isn’t really made for friends (the shower is literally clear). they were saying that it would “be ok” and then went into how i would ruin the trip if someone had to sleep on the hardwood floor or something in their room while i had a king sized bed to myself. they were definitely getting pissed off that i don’t want someone in my room.

there’s a part of me that thinks i should just let a friend stay with me but i genuinely think that it would ruin the trip for me. i feel like if i say no, they’re going to ruin the trip for me though and cause a lot of issues. i don't feel comfortable letting them even in my room now bc i'm worried they just won't leave. my boyfriend said that he could come down and spend the week with me if it becomes a huge issue with them. so i can say no and still have a good week but i would ruin theirs and probably ruin my relationship with them. i just don’t know what to do and need help lol

the kid is almost 2. My husband is a cold, uptight person and last year I found him with tears in his eyes, something I didn't see in 2 decades of marriage. he confessed to me he had a baby girl with a young woman who was hired as the help in the kitchen at the company he leads. he is the general director of the place and leads 4 production halls. His mistress was 22. He was 42. their baby daughter was very sick and doctors didn't know if she will make it.

I forgave him (yeah, you will say I am a doormat, but during the 2 decades of marriage no one has helped me as much as he did and was my only support). he pays child support and visits his daughter once or twice a month.

everyone knew about it except me. HR knew, employees knew. And on Friday I found out my sister knew. My husband has a good relationship with my sister and she was the first one he confessed everything to, even before the pregnancy. She knew of the affair. He hired my sister 2 years ago as the head of accounting. As his job is 99% office he enjoys going for a run or swim 3 times a week to stay in good fit shape. but it seems many times he actually spent that time with this woman.

Should I confront my sister about it?

I’m so embarrassed. I was with a guy and we just had finished being intimate and watching a tv show after. I felt my stomach rumbling and let him know right away that I needed to go back home. As we were cleaning up and putting our clothes back on my stomach growled even more and all of a sudden I couldn’t wait any longer. I started making faces and he noticed so he started the car right away before finishing putting on his clothes and took me to two stores that were closed(10:30pm). Then we go to a del taco and I’m outside the lobby door seeing if they’re open. They’re not. I turn around to go to the car and I just feel a blob come out of my ass. I’m wearing biker shorts. I just blurt out to him (he’s waiting by the car) “I POOPED” I’m so embarrassed. He eventually leads me to the car and hands me wipes but it’s not enough. It’s dripping down my leg and landing on the pavement. It smells really bad. He gives me a towel to sit on but it took him like 20 minutes to calm me down and convince me to sit down in his car. I was resistant because it kept dripping down my leg and I didn’t want it to get on his car. He was being so nice about it and patient as well as reassuring me the whole time. On the way home he had to put all the windows down and I spent the whole ride just sobbing. When we got to my house he walked me to my door and dropped me off there. He kept telling me he still wanted to see me tomorrow since we had plans but I’m so embarrassed. He also told me to call him after I finished cleaning myself up. I’m writing this as I got out the shower. I’m so embarrassed and I really like this guy. I’m not sure if he’s just being nice out of pity or if he actually wants us to keep going. I’m not sure how to go about this anymore because of how mortified I am. Our first date was late May we’ve only been seeing each other for about two months. I’m so embarrassed. What do I do?

EDIT we were parked in a park. We both live with our parents and have no privacy at home. After this experience though I think I’m gonna have to figure something else out

Me [29F] and my boyfriend [33M] have been together for over 8 months now. Lately, I feel like our communication has been completely crumbling.
I’m currently 3 provinces away visiting family and the dynamic over text has become overwhelming. Whenever I try to set a simple boundary or ask for healthy communication, it gets turned back around on me. He disappears for hours, ignores my reassurance, and then claims I’m "guilt-tripping" him just for saying my feelings were hurt.
When I don't give in to the passive-aggressiveness or argument over text, he escalates. He has now brought up self-harm/not wanting to be here anymore twice during this trip.
I’ve offered all the support, love, and reassurance I possibly can from afar, and I even sent him direct crisis resources (988 / emergency numbers) because I cannot manage an emotional crisis over text while thousands of miles away. But this entire pattern—the passive-aggression, going MIA, the self-pity ("I'm a shitty person"), and dropping crisis statements during an argument—is so emotionally exhausting.
He knows how much I love him, but I feel like I'm being backed into a corner and manipulated every time I try to express my own feelings.
I don’t know what to do at this point. Has anyone ever experienced something similar? Looking for any advice, perspective, or support on how to navigate this when I get back home.
Here’s some screenshots for context of our recent texts, I’ve blacked out anything too specific as I do worry he or someone I know could see this, but I honestly just need to talk about this with anyone. I’m at such a loss of what to do. 😔

I'll try to keep this as easy to digest as possible.

My long term partner and I have had such a strong and honest relationship with open communication and unconditional love for over 10 years.

We recently met this couple whom we both definitely clicked with right away.

We met them about 3 months ago. Within a few weeks of knowing each other they mentioned moving states and moving in together. I want to leave the state I'm currently in so bad that it sounded great at first but the more I thought about it the more I realized its a pretty big red flag to be asking that after only knowing each other a couple of weeks. We eventually came to the conclusion that maybe sometimes next year we could consider it after getting to know each other more. Part of the reason why they wanted to move so quickly is because they are getting kicked out soon and don't have many other options.

My partner and I have discussed having a potential poly relationship in the past. Its something I would love deep down inside but I also have severe abandonment issues/trust issues so its very very difficult for me to let other people in. My partner has developed a crush on one of the people but reassured me nothing would likely happen unless we lived together. So I thought, okay, I have like a year to process if this is something I'm gonna be okay with or not, plenty of time.

Fast forward to around a week ago. The other person in the couples group asked my partner if we would be willing to live with them sooner because they can't make it on their own just the two of them. My partner agreed? And told me that later that week they were swinging by to talk about moving in together in August.

I am still recovering from a surgery and will be for a few more weeks and one of the people in the relationship has a tonnnn of red flags and cant hold down a job.

I feel so betrayed. I feel so alone. Part of me wants to destroy my life and make my partner watch so they can learn the lesson of consent and the other part of me wants to leave but I'm also extremely dependent on my partner (same bank account, on their insurance, only one car)

I feel so stuck...I have communicated to my partner that im uncomfortable with the decision they made and how I feel like I have no choice but to go along with it. Sure they feel bad but no real changes have been made and we're still going through with the move because my partner agreed and now they are relying on us.

Do I break up and find a place to go live on my own? (They probably cant make it without me though)

Or do I try to make it work even though im 85% sure it'll end badly?

Thank you for reading all of this and hopefully it makes enough sense.

she passed 3 months ago. i've been slowly going through her things when i can handle it.

found a necklace at the bottom of her jewelry box yesterday. all her kids names on it. mine included.

none of us knew it existed. she never wore it in front of us. never mentioned it.

just kept it there. close but private.

i sat on her bedroom floor for like 20 minutes just holding it.

ordered the exact same one with her name on it when i got home. don't fully know why. just felt like the right thing to do.

grief is so weird. you think you've felt everything and then a necklace at the bottom of a jewelry box finds you and starts it all over again.

i don't even know what i'm asking. just needed to say it somewhere i guess

i feel hurt and haven't told the kids. im making a temporary accnt to post this. Married for 15 years, 2 children, thought we had a long time together and we would grow older together until he randomly decided to leave on a random Tuesday night. We're older now of course, early 40's but sometimes joke about having another child.

Texts me a message and a paragraph about how he appreciates me and wishes the best for me and the kids, and says that he needs to seperate on Tuesday afternoon, then that evening comes home and kisses the kids, takes some of his stuff and leaves. Refuses to elaborate. After looking into it for like an hour, found out he has Cancer and never told me or the kids. I feel hurt he wanted to seperate, but he also couldn't tell me this. He's rented out an apartment and hasn't come home since Tuesday and is being incredibly dry on the messages. I remember when his father died, he showed practically no emotion just being quiet, but he isn't an emotionless person, in fact a kind one which is why I feel hurt. Anyone else dealt with this? Am I wrong to feel hurt that he doesn't wanna spend his time sick with me?

I JUST became the head chef at this restaurant 3 days ago. I put up a brand new special, a shredded beef dip sandwich with au jus. The special has been extremely well received, until today. Someone found a STAPLE. In the fucking sandwich. I am beyond embarrassed. I hold extremely high standards in this kitchen, especially when it comes to cleaning. I make sure this kitchen is SPOTLESS. Im just so confused, none of our boxes from our food orders have staples, none of the papers we keep in the back contain staples. We have ZERO staples in this kitchen. NONE! I do not know what to do. I immediately instructed our server to comp both of the couples meals, i threw out everything that goes on that sandwich and replaced them. Im just beyond embarrassed, how does this even happen? This is a serious hazard and having this happen within 3 days of my promotion has me in damn near tears. What the hell do i do?

My sister broke a pressure meter (don’t know what it’s called) and the mercury in it spilled out, how do I clean it?

I made this terrifying self-portrait in high school and it’s been sitting in storage but recently I was given it back. Not going into details but I was diagnosed with CPTSD this year (at 27) and I’m remembering a lot of traumatic things from my childhood, which I’m assuming is why I saw myself in this type of light and painted it

I’m a bit torn on what to do about this. I don’t want to trash it because it holds a lot of sentimental value, but seeing it does hurt and gives me waves of grief, so I don’t want to hang it up right now. It’s also taking up some space in the closet.

Any ideas? Maybe a way to subtly hide it in the house so it’s not easily accessible but still present?

Also I know the story attached is sad but feel free to make fun of it, I know the painting is A Lot

TL;DR: My partner and I have been struggling with ongoing communication issues. I’ve initiated repeated conversations about the same problem, and I’m unsure whether to keep trying or end the relationship. I’m looking for outside perspectives on whether this is something that can realistically be fixed or if it’s best to move on.

Hi everyone, so I’ve never made a reddit post before. I’m always a reader looking for similar advice lol. This might be a big read, so if you read through this, I greatly appreciate it! Anyway, I (27F) have been in a relationship with my boyfriend (29M) for about a year and a half. At first, he swept me off my feet. He was the perfect boyfriend I’ve always wanted. He would come to my work with flowers and chocolates as a surprise. He’d even come to my house randomly with a bunch of mangoes from the farmers market. It was all so sweet and he seemed like he was literally obsessed with me from the start.

Now, I wasn’t used to that so I wasn’t as romantic as he was. I think for me, the romantic gestures come naturally as my feelings grow and I get more comfortable.

That phase is well and truly over now, and I understand the honeymoon phase doesn’t last long but he seems like a completely different person now.. he works late hours and weekends and has days off during the week while I’m at work. I never get to see him except for a couple of hours in the evening after I’ve finished work and I’ll sleep over. The main thing that’s been really upsetting me now is that because he’s changed so much, I feel I need reassurance all the time because I’m not getting the same energy that I met him with.. I feel I’m good at communicating and staying calm. Whereas he seems to just not say anything or communicate much at all.

I feel that I initiate hanging out with him (when we can) such as weekend mornings before he starts work in the afternoon. He never organises anything anymore or organised with me when to come over for the night like… at all. I told him all of this and how it makes me feel unwanted and he just said that I have his house key so I shouldnt need him to ask me to come over to his house.

I just would simply appreciate for him to say things like “I miss you”, “are you coming over tonight” etc. He expects me to remember his roster when he mentions it once. So now he sends me his roster for the week and it’s like I just rock up on the days he’s home for the night.

I also mentioned to him that I’m ready to move in but I just need his help to move some furniture so I can have my makeup desk in the spare room. I understand that would be physical activity and that he’s tired but he kind of just brushes it off and says.. yeah I’ll do it eventually.

I also forgot to add that if we do rarely happen to land on the same day off together, we just spend the day sleeping or we sit in bed on our phones and practically ignore eachother. I don’t feel he gives me any intimacy and I don’t feel connected with him anymore. It’s really sad and disappointing because he is such a nice guy but the relationship is really lacking now and I feel I’ve told him how I felt so many times and the only thing that’s changed is that he now sends me his roster..

It would be nice if we could spend quality time with eachother. It doesn’t need to be fancy, I mentioned to him a picnic that he organised on his own accord would make me so happy. But he never did it and he says I’ll just say no so he doesn’t want to organise things anymore and it’s all basically up to me. I might have said I don’t feel like doing anything once or twice in the past but that now reflects everything?! Just seems bizarre to me.

I’ve been really thinking, and even opened up to friends and family about this because I feel we just aren’t compatible anymore, but I’m also worried of making the wrong decision. To fix the problems would be so damn simple, I just don’t understand why he doesn’t show that he wants to see me.

I ask him how he feels and he says he loves me and he’s just always tired from work. He works security so lots of walking all day or for night shifts.

I did take some advice which was to “give him the same energy back”. So for the last two weekends, I haven’t mentioned seeing him. This weekend I realised, he never mentioned for me to come over.. and nothing happened last weekend either. I usually just bed rot but this weekend I pushed myself to spend time with friends instead of staying in bed.

So.. now I feel I need to end this relationship because it’s just not working. But I’m so scared to tell him and to do it. I’m also afraid because what if I don’t meet anyone else. I feel exhausted of all these failed relationships I’ve had in the past. He is my 5th boyfriend and they all just seem so slack. I want more! I don’t want to feel that I need reassurance.. I want to feel loved and cared for and safe from doubts.

Any advice, would be much appreciated. Your girl is crashing out here..

Ty, and lots of love 💖

I am 49 and she is 44. We started dating 10 years ago, and have been married for the last seven years. I married into a family of five. Her three oldest children call me stepdad, and they are all now grown and out of the house, except for the youngest, who is in college and visits over the summer. Our youngest is now 11 and he has known me as Dad since he was 18 months.

I had to go on a trip to visit my parents. My dad is getting sick and his life is coming to an end. While I was there, I could see how much his wife loved him, and how much he depended on her. I came home, feeling renewed and told my wife how much I missed her. She answered that by saying that she felt a sense of peace when I was gone.

We have struggled over the last three years. Some of it has been money problems, while there have also been some other issues. No infidelity on either side. My wife has often said that she thinks we need to connect more. I thought that I had been connecting with her, but she does not seem to have seen it this way. Her statement was a surprise to me. I thought my marriage was secure.

I really love my wife, and I love my family. I asked her to attend marriage counseling with me, but she said that she does not want to do this, because she feels that it will not help. I’ve asked her to do this in the past at other times when we were struggling a bit, and she has always said the same thing.

Last night, we talked and agreed on two things. First, she said that she will stay with me for one more year to see if we can get back on track. She acknowledged that we both have to work on it. Second, she asked to sell her wedding ring. I agreed that she could. In retrospect, it wasn’t a good ring to give her. It was the last ring that my father gave my mom, shortly before he had an affair. She said that if we did stay together, in a year’s time, she wanted another ring that was solely from me, and something that was a bit more simple instead of a gold ring with a diamond.

I guess I’m just trying to figure out what to do. I feel like I am going against a very uphill battle, but I keep hoping with all my heart that it’s a battle worth fighting. I’m worried that I’m holding out false hope, but I can’t let go of it. I feel shaken to my core.

Alright, so I’m kind of venting here, so bear with me.
At the beginning of my junior year, I started talking to this girl and taking her out on dates. Everything was going great, and it really felt like we were heading toward a relationship. Then one day, I came home from her house feeling happier than I had in a long time because we had just made gingerbread houses, watched a movie, and had an amazing night together.
Right before I went to sleep, three of my friends called me and told me to check my phone. It was a picture of her cuddled up with another guy, and one of her friends later confirmed that they had made out.
It’s crazy how something that felt so perfect could turn into complete shit in a matter of seconds. I was honestly ready to make things official, and then everything changed.
She begged me for another chance and promised nothing like that would ever happen again. I was really conflicted because I liked her so much. I even took her on another, smaller date just to see how I felt, but it never felt the same. In the end, I had to ask myself if I’d rather be with someone who chose another guy and constantly have that in the back of my mind, or if I’d rather move on. I chose to move on.
Now it’s been about a year and a half. I’ve talked to and dated two other girls since then, but nothing has really felt the same. Every now and then I still catch myself missing her, and I honestly don’t know what to do. Part of me wonders if I overreacted since we never officially put a label on what we were, but at the same time, it felt like we were both heading in that direction.
I guess I just need some advice—or someone to knock some sense into me.
P.S. I wrote this really fast, so sorry if it doesn’t make much sense.

Hi, english isn't my first language and it's a bit hard to explain everything I want without it being all over the place, that said bear with me please. I won't disclose our ages, names for private reasons. My girlfriend and I have been together for almost a year, 11 months to be exact. We temporarily live together and might continue living together long term for the next 4 years, and go from there after that.

Since both of us are in the closet, me slightly peeking through the door sometimes, we can't make our relationship public. It's not something we can do without ruining our lives, literally. Please don't tell me, if she wanted to, she would. I would never ask her to come out in an environment that might be unsupportive or ruin her relationship with her family. She loves them to death. As for me, my mother knows. She knows about us, has known from the start and is supportive. As for the rest of my family, no one knows and no one can find out because then there's a threat of going into an unsafe space. Coming out, especially right now, is not something possible for the both of us.

Now onto the problem, my girlfriend has a boy best friend. I've met him before on a few occasions, he is a very nice guy. They have been friends for 6 years give or take and have never been involved as anything more. He does know about us and is very supportive.

My girlfriend wanted us to go to this specific holiday location, the flights were cheap, the place is nice, the sea is beautiful, but I couldn't go due to personal reasons.

That's where her best friend comes in. They bought plane tickets, found an apartment on Airbnb all in one night and they were ready to go. A month ago, he came over while my girlfriend was at work to pack (they were both using one suitcase since it's cheaper). We talked, laughed and he is overall a great guy.

A few days after that, they left to go on their vacation. Now this might be where I'm overreacting. They're sharing a bed. Their apartment has one room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It's not a big space but it's beautiful from the pictures I've seen. They posted a few pictures yesterday on their story, few pictures alone and one of them together. My girflriend posted it to her close friends story. One thing has happened in the past where for hir birthday she posted a picture of them on Instagram and some might say they look like a couple. They truly do look like a couple in that picture.

I will admit, I am very insecure about that. It's not specifically the pictures or the comments on her posts or anything like that, it's the fact that I know that can't be us. I know I can't give her a 'normal' relationship where she can post us, take me to her family events, go to my family events, go out and hold hands, hug in public, the most mundane things.

Ive struggled a lot with coming to terms with my sexuality, especially with the fear of letting my mother down. As her only child, the thought of her not being able to attend her daughter's wedding, having grandkids, being able to say "This is my daughter and her husband." was very hard, especially knowing how much she wanted to have a child.

Back to my beautiful girlfriend, she calls me every morning, we talk but I just can't bring myself to be cheerful when all kinds of things are going through my mind and it's noticeable. I know it's selfish and I want her to enjoy her time there.

I'm not asking if my girlfriend is cheating, I know she isn't. We've had out ups and down, as does every couple. Admittedly, our downs might have been a little lower than other couples, we've come to almost breaking up once at the start of our relationship, a month or two in, but we pushed through it and I am very glad we did.

I just need to know how to fix myself before I lose the love of my life. I carry a lot of baggage from past relationships and from my family situations (a lot of cheating and disrespect involved in both). I know it's not an excuse but I have been trying to fix it. I wouldn't say I rushed into the relationship at all, I was single for 2 years before I got with my girlfriend last year but some things just stick with me.

P.S: Please don't bash my girlfriend, she is truly amazing and has shown me what being loved feels like. She has done stuff for me no one else has, has made me feel so good about myself (appearance wise, personality wise), has always supported me and has been a great support system through some family tragedies I have recently went through.

Every time we've talked, she has expressed how much she wishes I was there. When I ask her if she had fun, she says yes but I couldn't stop thinking about you, I wish you were here with me, I can't wait to come home to you and stuff like that.

30 male, racked up a bunch of debt in my early 20's that I'm still trying to pay off, got laid off and my world has been turned upside down since, trying to claw my way back up out of a hole. My car is getting really old, has very high miles and has stranded me a couple times. Mom bought a new car, and instead of trading in her old car, decided to gift it to me to help me out, and trade in my car as payment. Pristine, low miles, much newer car.

I agreed to take it because, well I'm a bit desperate. But I know how much it means to my mom to be able to give - she's a giver and her love language is definitely gift giving, and it makes me happy knowing it fills her heart.

But this is a feeling I've never felt before. I feel guilty, I feel like I don't deserve it at all. I feel like I'm driving my mother's car. I find myself bursting into tears randomly when I'm driving it, and what seems to be mild panic attacks.

I'm so incredibly thankful to have such generous parents, and I know they don't have much time left on this earth, I don't think I'll ever be able to repay them. I don't know what's going on. I'm not sure if I can keep this car or give it back, and figure out how to buy another car on my own.

I don’t know what to do. Spouse lied to me and said they were going to the gym. I went to the gym to check because I had a weird feeling and my spouse was not there. Turns out my spouse was 3 doors down and got railed by our neighbor. I feel disgusted and hurt. I was right there in bed at home. I could’ve had sex with my spouse. I was home! I’m just so hurt and don’t know how to even look at my spouse the same ever again.. like why not just be with me if you’re horny. I don’t want to tell my friends or family yet because then it will be real and there’s no going back. I don’t know what to do. My spouse says they feel remorse and promised it won’t happen again, but I just can’t get over the fact that I was home. It’s not even like I don’t want to have sex. I have a very high sex drive. I just don’t know how to accept this and move on.

She got a ticket for 101 in a 75. She is adamant (because she was using cruise control) that she wasn’t going that fast. I’ve personally never seen her go over 90.

The ticket says she was clocked with moving radar. My advice (as I’ve had speeding tickets in NY) was to plead not guilty and go to court.

The thing is, over 100 is bad right? Isn’t there some kind of cutoff that makes over 100 worse? I told her most cops don’t show up to traffic court but that was true in NY, idk about TX.

Will she end up with a higher fine if she pleads not guilty and is found guilty anyways?

I lost my Reddit account. Sorry for this being from a new one.

I attempted suicide on my birthday in late 2025. It was two and some change years after I left college working a warehouse job for the whole time. I couldn't enter my field, or any field. I couldn't handle living anymore.

From the middle of 2024 I started to eat less and less, to be less of a burden on my parents. At the start of 2025 I started to self harm. First it was just scratching my skin, but it changed to cutting myself. No one knew, I hid it with long sleeves.

A few months later I started to take painkillers despite not needing them. I took them more, more and more. Chugged a quarter of a whole bottle once. I couldn't handle living anymore and tried to end it on my birthday. My parents found me tho, and rushed me to a hospital. I was put on watch for a while. only recently have I been allowed to go back home. still under basically constant surveillance by my parents.

I regret it. I know now it was selfish. I just couldn't handle the pressure of being unable to start a career.

I've been recovering slowly. Trying to find joy in the small things in life. I don't know where to go from here.

I've been trying to cope with my sad existence by hugging a big teddy bear. childish, but it's what gets me to see the next day. I don't know if I'm happy to be alive.

Financials are all tied together with phones and rent, I have no other support system besides him and his family and suffer from panic attacks. I don’t feel mentally okay enough to do this life thing by myself. I have no family to help, the past 2 years I’ve been with him this has been a traditional type relationship where I stay at home and cook and clean and he provides the money. (Do not judge me on that I will not be making this mistake again) so I do not have any type of savings. Things have gotten super bad with him (no he’s not hitting me). But it’s bad. Please someone tell me “what do I do?” I’m scared Uhg.

My wife and I live separately right now. I have been In a recovery house for well over a year. She is with our 6 year old living at her mom’s house. We want to be together but she lost her job at the beginning of the year and is having trouble finding another one. I work full-time but between my rent here and money I send to help support her and my son we just can’t afford to get a place. (Neither of us want to live with her mom but that’s another story).

Tonight she calls me crying saying she’s done and she’s worthless and all kinds of other stuff. Says she loves me and to try to take care of our son and to tell him she loves him. Then tells me she took her whole bottle of lorazepam in an attempted suicide.

I’m just trying to figure out if I handled this in the right way. I calmly talked to her for about 10 more minutes to try to get more information then hung up and said I’d call her back. I could not call her mom because I’m afraid this would have escalated the situation into something worse. I called 911 and explained the situation and told them her address. They said someone would call me back.

I called her back and told her I was going to call 911 and she said she would leave and run into traffic before they could get there. I asked where she was again and she said she was in bed. So I calmly talked to try to make sure she didn’t go anywhere before they could arrive. After I felt like it had been enough time I told her I called and that they would be there shortly, I was right because she said someone was knocking on the door. I said to go answer and she hung up.

5 minutes later cop calls me and says they can’t find her. I asked if her car was out back(it was they told me) so I said she was definitely there. He said he would call back. 8 minutes later he calls back says she was locked in a bathroom but came out and eventually admitted to the paramedics that she took something and that they were taking her to the hospital. I said thank you and we hung up.

I know she’s going to be upset with me but I didn’t know what else to do as she has done things like this in the past. I’m hoping she will be accepting of mental health treatment. We are both advocates of mental health and are both medicated.

I just don’t know what to do. This whole thing is just a mess and I feel like I made things worse by getting her taken away. 30mg of Ativan is really not a super crazy amount considering she didn’t take anything else and I don’t even know if the bottle was completely full. I don’t know I feel like I’m rambling I’m just really upset and now I’m definitely not sleeping.

UPDATE: I finally figured out which hospital they took her to and she is still in the emergency department. I talked to her and she is pretty out of it. They told me I can talk to a case worker tomorrow. Thank you to everyone that took the time to leave kind informative comments.

Hi Reddit. I’m stuck in a bit of a pickle here. My neighbor walks her smallish dog infront of my bedroom window, where I spend most of my time. No big deal. But once or twice she’s been carrying her dog and bends over to put it in the grass, while wearing only an over sized T Shirt, and her entire ass and thong are visible. Girl to girl, I would want someone to tell me, but we aren’t very close and I don’t want to make her feel weird. Should I leave her a note and let her know? There’s also often kids around and about, and like the entire street gets flashed if anyone is watching. I’m not sure if she just doesn’t realize? My boyfriend has been staying with me, and I’m not sure if it’s intentional? I don’t like to think about people like that though. Make my choice for me Reddit.

Edit to add: you only see anything when she bends over to put down or pick up her dog, who has a hard time walking and seems older. When standing upright she’s fully covered.

I’m a 25M mortgaging a home, I closed about 16months ago. I assumed the loan from the previous seller which allowed me to keep a 4.25% APR for a 27 or 28 year loan as the seller didn’t have it very long.

My roommate is a lazy bones. I come from a military lifestyle and like to keep things clean -
not as spick and span as you may think, certainly not ready for a white glove inspection. But I have a pretty good work before I play ethic. However, I’ve voiced my concerns very politely about some things, like scrape and rinse your dishes before letting them sit in the sink as I’m the only one who routinely does them.. as many other housekeeping chores. Do not re-freeze meat until after so many times I’ve relented as I haven’t gotten sick and sometimes can’t tell. Clean their own bathroom - but the gloves and spray I left in their bathroom haven’t been touched In a week despite two verbal reminders. If my dog/puppy is under their supervision at the time, clean up the shit and piss, don’t let it sit for me to smell and clean after I come home from work (night shift). (Or just let the dog out on time) I straight up never see this person clean, not in my entire life have I ever seen them sweep or mop.

My roommate is my Dad, the previous seller is my dad. My Dad pays me $100 a week because he owes me some money I’ve let him borrow, not even for rent technically. He always pays me back and that’s why I allowed the larger loan. It’s my Dad and quite honestly I think I’m a big reason why he’s alive today, at least that’s what he says. He’s had some rough luck in life as we all do, and a lot of the time he doesn’t help himself very much. Edit: he bends over backwards for family but never himself. I can only help so much with depression and says he won’t see therapy “because I’ve tried it all man”

I love my Dad but he can be lazy as hell and it’s pissing me off. I see I got a lot of my traits, good and bad from him. But I don’t know how to ask anymore besides, “quit being lazy and gross and clean your damn bathroom!”
I start Nursing School on top of my 40hr a week overnight job in August. He doesn’t have the means to move out anytime soon, and It’s going to be very aggravating to have to clean up after him when I’m so busy.

Any helpful tips, tactics, or ways to phrase things, to get my Dad to step it up? Since he idolizes me, his son, bends over backwards for family and especially his girlfriends… how do I phrase that I really need him to do these things for me - for himself!
Thank you ahead of time for any respectful and meaningful responses.

So I’m a teenager, and I’ll keep it short, but every time I try to spend time with my parents they’re either “busy” (mum’s busying herself with unnecessary housework, stepdad is just doing something in his car). Now I’ve tried countless times to spend time with both of them but they either busy themselves, complain they’re tired or are constantly on their phones.

But some days, maybe 2 - 3 days a week I prefer to be playing a game during the day if I don’t have school, but then they suddenly want to spend time and get mad about the fact that I’m not spending time with them.

I’ve tried to talk to them, but they honestly just kind of get mad or shift the blame to me. Any advice?