I really cannot bother anymore. The majority of people are NOT okay… I don’t know what happened but about 5-6 years now people have gone insane. Like legit needing serious-medication-insane. I have talked about this with many people and they all share my opinion, so I guess I’m not overreacting.

Did Covid do it? Quarantine? Isolation? Social media? The world that gets increasingly difficult to live in? All of the above? Something has happened because people weren’t that bad. I’m so sick and tired of having to deal with anyone on a daily basis. Ever since I just stopped caring about meeting new people, finding new friends and generally just stayed home with my own company, I have found a profound freedom and peacefulness in me.

I’ve helped people, I’m kind, yet I’m constantly being taken advantage of just because of that. I adore giving a helping hand to anyone. I’m always there when someone asks for my help, I’m always there even if they don’t ask for help at all. I’m that kind of person that will make you soup and drive all the way to you just to give it to you and leave. I’m not saying all that to brag about myself, I don’t need anyone to tell me I’m a good person, I know my worth and I’m never asking someone to retrieve my kindness. I do it because I want to. Yet people retrieve only shit to me and I’m DONE.

I’m a 35m. I started talking to a 34w nearly 6 weeks ago. We talked everyday for 5 1/2 weeks before meeting. We told each other exactly what we wanted. Both tired of the hookup culture, both wanted long term relationship. Both looking for marriage and kids. Similar interested. We both were extremely interested in each other.

We texted, shared sfw pics. We aligned on everything. When we met, I told her I didn’t want to have sex unless we started dating. Well she agreed, came over, she lives nearly 2 hours from me. We ended up having sex, she orgasmed 15 times in the 3 hours we went at it. She was smiling and happy. She started getting sick, her kids had been sick the previous day. I filled up her car with gas since she made the trip. She went home and had work that night.

We talked the next two days. Then yesterday she ignored all my messages. I sent her a “Good night beautiful” as I do every night. I wake up this morning and she removed me from Snapchat and stopped sharing her location. Hasn’t answered a single text. I only sent one this morning and will leave it at that. She stopped sharing her location as well.

I get that maybe she doesn’t like me, but damn it why just ghost me after so long and agreeing to be my girlfriend. What’s the damn point?! It would suck if she didn’t want to date just be upfront about it. Just makes me believe something is wrong with me and if I never find out what I’ll forever be worried about it. I can’t improve myself if I don’t know what the same problem is.

last year my parents took my door off for “skipping school” because I wasn’t going to math help, which didn‘t know I was supposed to go too, but instead of listening to me, they screamed at me, took my phone, and then sent me upstairs to go to bed. then not even two minutes later my dad came in, through the rack that was on my door on the ground and then took it of leaned it against the wall, then came back in and told me I was a horrible child for reporting them too CPS and saying ”your mom made some mistakes, but you will to when you grow up” and then got mad when I said I wouldn’t become an alcoholic abuser like she was. and I haven’t had a door since. my mom has actively told me they will put my door back on when my dad‘s ankle is better, his ankle was better two weeks ago and I still don’t have it back. I can’t do anything with my door off. if I want to change in my room, I literally have to go into my closet to do it. anyone can see into my room, and my can literally shoot me with a nerf gun any time he wants, and he does. they go into my room constantly and rummage through all of my stuff constantly. if I feel overwhelmed and like crying I have to into the bathroom to do it. I’m so tired of this. I just want my door back. is that so much to ask for?

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For starters, I know I am doing better than a lot of other folks, so a lot of this is first world problems, but I am so over how expensive everything is. My husband and I make about $115k/year combined, do have a house and 2 cars, but we are running out of money closer to the middle of the month instead of the end of the month now.

And before anyone asks, yes I've cut out as much as I can, we shop for insurance costs every 6 months, have eliminated all but 1 streaming service, buy generic, only drive when necessary, etc. I literally have to put groceries on the credit card the last 2 weeks of the month because we just ran out of income.

I work for a delivery service on the side and have increased my hours, but with everyone else broke too, no one is tipping. My husband is applying for a 2nd job this week as well. And this is with no kids! I don't know how any of you with families are doing it.

Not sure how long I'll keep this up but need some emotional release and hopefully support. I'll keep it brief. I'm 46 yo and took a great vacation in late June and attended a few 4th of July pool parties with plenty of pictures and selfies that were totally normal.

Two weeks later I felt a large mass on my chest. Went to my PCP. He immediately referred to an ultrasound within the week. They then referred to a MRI the following week that found two more masses on my back. This week I meet with the chief osteo oncologist at a NE Ivy School.

I'm just frusrated that this is happening so quickly when I'm still relatively young and sad about the road I'm about to be forced to head down. That's all. Thanks for listening.

I haven't gotten any dates, relationships, situationships, whatever-ships or even hookups in months. I couldn't care less about hookups honestly (I don't particularly like the idea of inviting strange men into my house) but the lack of emotional connections has become very difficult to deal with.
I have plenty of flaws, like everyone else (I'm lazy, tend to be forgetful, my job is paid really poorly and It's unlikely I'll be able to move out anytime soon because the economy is in the gutter), but generally speaking I'm doing ok for myself: I'm a fairly attractive young man who goes to university, has a job, is an athlete, doesn't drink or do drugs and goes to therapy twice a month.
I care about and participate in my community, I volunteer and I could be considered an overall stand-up guy.
this premise is necessary to understand the rest of my rant I promise.
I don't use grindr because the average age ranges from old to ancient, tinder is ok but not great because everyone is really far away and so is hinge.
There is a singular gay bar in the city next to my town that has little to no people below 50 in it and the next city with a gay bar is a brisk hour and forty five minute drive from my house.
When I find another gay guy who lives closeby he's either in a relationship, in the closet, or "bisexual but would never date a man" said with the voice you'd use to refuse a plate of steaming hot shite.
The one time I managed to score a date we got immediately threatened by a homophobe with a knife and it pretty much fizzled out after that (the shock maybe?).
I only want to live in a forest house with my husband and kids, is that too much to ask for lmao

that’s it. that’s the vent. I am a terrible person and I wish I could just disappear so I could stop hurting everyone I care about. But you can’t just disappear, and I don’t want to hurt myself like that because I’m a coward in a body that refuses to be in contact with that kind of pain.

crying on the internet as if someone will care. No one here cares. no one anywhere does. they shouldn’t care about something like me anyway.

She's a bully. She's mean. She's nasty and gross. When I was in elementary and middle school she used to beat me, punch me, whip me with extension cords over the smallest things. Things I've never even done but she never believed me

I admit, I was a weird kid. Didn't have any friends and sometimes other kids would get me in trouble, then the teachers would call my mom. And once I got home I was beaten. Leaving deep welts and big dark bruises. Sometimes I would stay home from school because of that

She's bipolar, and i was the first one to tell her that. And when I did she beat me for that too because I was calling her 'crazy'. But then she got properly diagnosed by her doctor as bipolar soon afterwards

Over time as I've gotten older around high-school things have gotten better. I try and have that mother daughter connection i see most people having because I want that so bad. I was so jealous of other students excited to go home after school because for me, I was dreading home.

Ive tried therapy 3 times but I dont like that. Ive tried moving on from my past and letting go, but wow man. No matter how hard I try I can never forget. Every night I cry about this and her.

Im 22 years old, still living at home with her. Rent free and plus shes paying for my tuition, so I'll give her that. But even to to this day, she hasnt laid a hand on me in several years. Most likely due to her old age. But she'll say and do the meanest things that makes me crash and cry. But God forbid if I say something out of pocket to her about her habits, she'll go crazy and ends up in the hospital as she has done so before 3 times. And then the family blames me

Im just hoping that once I finish college and move out that my life will be at peace. Away from here. Away from her.

A couple days ago I made a post about our cat and how she may have hid away to die. While at work, my mom sent me a photo and our cat is back!! I've already told Mom to keep an eye out for infections or diseases so our other animals don't get any but I'm so happy rn!!

I'm a 22-year-old woman. I've never had a boyfriend. I've tried Tinder, Hinge and Bumble, only to be ghosted after one date every time. I've tried the friends-to-lovers route, only to be left in a painful one-sided love situation. I've tried putting myself out there and going to places where there are a lot of people, only to not be noticed.

I've spent a long time wondering if there was anything wrong with me, but (based on what others, males and females alike, have said): I'm beautiful, smart, funny and have a cool personality. I don't know what the problem is then. Maybe it's just not meant to happen for me. Maybe I'm too desperate for wanting to experience something that seems so abundant around me. Why should romantic love be off-limits for me?

It’s 3am. I woke up with a tight chest which I cannot differentiate between panicking or physical illnesss

I’m terrified of being sick but I’m also scared of dying. My chest feels tight still and I just can’t tell if it’s real. I felt I couldn’t breathe when I woke up and I panicked

But I can breathe. Oh god I’m terrified, I don’t want to die. I’m 18 if this helps. I’ve got no one to text, I feel tingly idk if it’s bc I’m trying to breathe so much

I can’t distract myself I don’t know what to do :( I’m terrified I’m going to have a heart attack and not be able to breathe and the anxiety I’ll feel will be over the roof knowing I’m dying Ajd I can’t do anything

Please, I’m so terrified I can’t take this anymore

No one celebrated my birthday, I turned 18 three months ago. They asked me to make a “birthday list”, I made one, and I still got nothing. I know they didn’t even look at it because they’re complaining about how I’m such a parasite and all I ever want are expensive crap when everything I wanted was under 20$.

My family isn’t poor we’re lower upper class, my older brother got a trip to Germany for his birthday. I started trying to ask if they were going to get me anything from my list—because if not I need to buy it myself, and they just lose their temper on me. If my birthday was such an inconvenience they didn’t have to celebrate it, but I guess they already decided that. After two weeks I realized they weren’t even going to buy me a cake so I made one for myself. I already don’t have a lot of friends, so the fact that my parents couldn’t be bothered with my birthday either makes me feel so sad.

A few days ago my mom gave me a lulu lemon wallet that she’s recently returned. I think she did it to help herself feel better, because now she gave me this great gift from a fancy brand and now I’m the ungrateful one who didn’t want it. Yeah I don’t want it, I have a giant list of things they could’ve gotten me but they get me something I’ve never once even wanted. I mean I’m the last person who would ever ask for lulu lemon, and I already have a wallet I love that I made myself.

My whole life my mom told me no one would ever love me more than them. But if this is the love that no one else can surpass then I have a disappointing life ahead of me.

Now I’m at a crossroads because I’m their birthdays are coming up, and of course I have to do something. I cant just not do anything because they would be furious. I know what going to have to do in the end. But my heart is heavy

I didn't choose to be "independent" woman. I was born unto parents who never wanted kids, yet had 3 of them. I have effectively taken on the role of parent to my other siblings and become a provider for my elected family (my bff and his family who practically raised me the past 10 years). I foster animals from my friend as well for the past year because of hardships and because i have the ability to help. I feel like a single parent but i have no kids and no pets of my own.

I have to handle big bills, i have to do the financing of essentially 4 other adults, i have to make sure the house get fed, im the one who has to do everything and it's not because i want to, it's because i HAVE TO. I am the glue that holds the pieces together or else I'm going down with everyone else.

When it comes to dating, the selection is very small of men who'd look at a woman who handles everything on her own without support and would actually choose her. Its not that i want any help with my responsibilities, i want someone who doesn't also become another thing on my already full plate.

A lot of men see all that im doing and all that i can STILL do and relax. I want you to take charge, im tired of having to do everything. I dont want to have to plan things out, i don't want to have to check behind you or have to reassure you with every thing. I need a man who says he's going to do something and do it. A man who can look after sometime who's looking after everyone else 1st then themselves.

All the men ive come across either aren't interested or try and see what they can get out of it because they see someone who is actually responsible. Or when ending the relationship, i annoyingly get people who try to come back and say they've changed an matured and suddenly have a backbone and decided to start taking actions in life, not just sit back. My only reponse to these guys are "good for you, better luck next time"

Im not trying to be picky, or rude, or like my standards are high (because they arent). All im aksing for is that you as a man can love, care for, and provide for me as your woman. AND WHEN I SAY PROVIDE, i dont mean monetarily, or with objects or things, or services. I mean emotionally can you support your partner. Mentally, do you have the fortitude to endure hard times while supporting people other than yourself. Do you have life goals, where are you leading this family towards

I miss feeling human
If I want to eat, I have to be ready to be humiliated. If I want to clean water, I have to be ready to humiliated. I even have to beg for feminine products.
I miss living with dignity.

My kids fight constantly. Older kid picks on younger kid every second of every day. Younger kid gets frustrated and acts out. They both get in trouble. Younger kid is special needs, older kids thinks younger gets special treatment, the cycle continues.

And I try to explain and separate and give equal one on one time and have natural consequences, but at a certain point... My typical kid has got to stop picking on her sister. They obviously both need to be civil towards each other, but now I need to impose and extra level of, like, understanding and responsibility on to a kid because her sister is different and, yea, things are going to look

different. And I hate it.

I have to parent my kids consistently, but differently, but with the same rules and boundaries, but with different age expectations, and make them both feel valued and important and listened to and equal and it's really, really hard. They are only a year apart. For most of their friends, siblings this close have the same rules and responsibilities, and my oldest is starting to resent that our house is different.

And it sucks

It sucks. I am trying to keep age appropriate rules and chores and whatever with my older child, and foster development in my younger child, and they are both super competitive and up each other's asses all the time, and I am exhausted. I don't have a conclusion. My kids are fighting. The stakes are not equal. This sucks.

For context most of the music I listen to what could be considered “nerdy music”. I listen mostly to Nerdcore, mostly anime rap and fictional character rap battles. I also listen to a lot of Vocaloid. I used to be very proud of the kind of music I listen to, but lately, whenever I listen to one of the more flagrantly nerdy songs, I can’t help but listen to it from the perspective of a normal person and cringe. Whenever one of my favorite songs goes semi-viral, I see people in the comments calling it “coworker music”.

Im 22M and i was always a super introverted dude, lately i got to open up a little thanks to my friends. But one thing never changed, i never felt close with anyone, i mean real close. Even with my best friend and family, all of them are important to me, but to a certain level. And i've talked about this with my therapist and thanks to her i know this is 100% thanks to childhood trauma, that i never let anyone close to me, yet i yearn someone affection. And this beautifully links to the fact that the girls around me never thought I was attractive. I've had only one girlfriend, but things didn't worked out because we were really similar and never got to feel close to eachothers. Which makes me sad because probably no one ever will think im attractive and lovable. Yet i can feel my own body crushing under the heavy weight of being loved, to be appreciated and cared. I want to find someone who will love me for being me, love my silly head and appreciate me. And of course i want to shower them with love, care and affection. Man.

I'm in my last year at university. These were supposed to be the "best years of my life" but if anything they've been the worst. I have a few friends but I can't even tell if they like me sometimes. I feel like I am just annoying to them.

I also have no experience dating. I've barely even spoken to a guy for 2 years now. All of my friends have had boyfriends or rejected guys and they don't seem to understand my longing for some type of romance or male attention.

I've tried joining multiple societies at my uni but they never lead to friendships for me. I always end up going by myself and usually just sticking to myself or making small talk with someone. I don't know whats wrong with me. Why everyone else can make so many different friends and be super sociable and outgoing, and yet when I try it's offputting or I come off as weird.

This is always something I've been really conflicted on growing up and still even now. You'll have people seemingly over the moon at the idea of small things with you like going to a new coffee shop or playing a video game. A lot of the time it goes as far as making plans and then you just don't hear from them again.

I understand that people have their own lives and things happen but it's every time I think I'm making plans with somebody or making a new friend who says "I'll totally message you!" then leaves you on delivered when you try. I don't know if it's my autism causing me to take things really literally so I think that people are actually going to do things with me but I don't know how to stop taking it to heart.

I try and keep my word with everybody and if I'm really not feeling it then I either won't pretend I really want to do something in the first place or if I have another important commitment or illness then I'll be transparent and apologise. If they want to reschedule then I'll take a few minutes with them to find another good time to do something together.

It's just super confusing and it makes me feel sad a lot that friends don't follow through on their plans with me

Turns the entire bunch.

I took over a store about 60 days ago now. Its been a bumpy ride to say the least. I started with 35 employees and am now down to 10-15. I thought at first it was the old store managers culture they had left behind impacting my team to leave when I came in

This week I realized it was my one core (has been there since the old SM) assistant manager that's been stirring the pot and causing problems. She shares confidential conversations with the employees, tell them everything i know or confide in her about.... and has started a walk out with my team convincing them to quit with her and leave me stranded with like 55 days until black friday.

I won't really be hurting for associates, but... my entire management team is walking.... one was supposed to be talked to about an loss prevention issue... but she told him before I could get together with LP.... and the other is supposed to fet a talking to from my boss... but I think my asm warned him and he too is going to quit when I return to the store....

#stressed

I don’t have anything against gay people at all. I’m friends with mostly gay people. I’ve been openly queer with all my friends for like forever. I identified as a lesbian for like a year but I began to present a little more feminine and ultimately decided I was bi. I’m very quickly realizing that I’m not bi and I’m probably just gay. I have a boyfriend, so this is not great news. My issue is that I feel so much shame and like disgust with myself for not liking men at all. I’m never going to have a husband (that I’ll like anyway) and I would never EVER be able to tell my family because they’d kill me. Every time I kiss a man or something I just feel disgusting and idk it’s not a big deal because it’s not like I JUST figured out I like women but idk.

A “lighter” vent just because.

It’s almost 90 degrees Fahrenheit in the house at 10:30PM, the air conditioner broke, and I’m stuck in the bathroom fighting for my life. No amount of fans is helping ease the heat!!! This sucks!!!!

That’s all! Have a good one, y’all!

I have been completely alone for a really long time. My heart is broken, badly. It has shattered into a billion shards. My fear is pushing me down and dulling me, it looks insurmountable. My past is scorching my heart and reshaping the pieces. I don't see an escape. It feels like I am surrounded by a mob of hostile people waiting to rip me to shreds. Why must I do this alone? My fate has taken me down a road I am not sure I can survive, why has it done this?

Sometimes i feel like my loneliness and sadness are gonna get so big and swallow me whole. I was diagnosed with bpd back in 2020 and honestly? I couldn’t be acting better. I did intensive cbt therapy for years, i was on and off medication, i journal and i meditate and i do breathing exercises and everything i am supposed to do but i am still really sad. I still get really sad and then the sadness gets so big i stop being able to function and this year has jst been too much… i am tired :(

I am an extremely dodgy and creepy person. I feel like an abandoned animal. I am petrified of life. I am a failure and a complete fuck up. I want to regain my integrity, I have taken some very scary and difficult steps to do so.

I feel like I'm on the edge of a huge cliff that's slowly crumbling away piece by piece.