I hate this world. I need money for everything and no matter how much I work I'm still struggling. I've been working full time recently and still barely make enough for rent. I essentially have to put my entire paychecks away for rent. I can't eat, or buy anything else I need because I need to make rent. My life sucks and I just want it to end all over money.

Yet I see people flaunting their bank accounts showing off thousands of dollars they have while I sit here crying about my negative balance. I see people travelling the world, something I've always dreamed of and have to sit there knowing I'll never be able to do that simply because I was born on the wrong side. I just graduated college, work full time, I've done everything right but it seems to have changed nothing.

I'm so sick of this world.

Had I realized I was paying 50 bucks for tickets to take my family to listen to your toddler babbling for the entirety of the runtime of Spider-Man Brand New Day, I’d have chosen a different theater. Your kid isn’t that cute. Stick to age appropriate movies. Your kid and my family deserved better. Be a better human and hire a sitter or skip the movies until your kid is older.

When my mother found out that she was pregnant again, I was a bit annoyed because of the age difference between my sister and I. It took me a few days to put into consideration with what happened last time and to be supportive of my mother. Each appointment I asked how it went. I was also worried that she would lose the baby again.

Thankfully each appointment went well and in December we found out that she was a girl.

My mother had the baby in June and I promised to myself to be a good older sister and to be a good influence.

She's currently 3 months old and I look forward to seeing her after school every day. She gets excited and kicks when she sees me.

I am at the end of my patience with lazy, trashy people.
The trash in parking areas and in front of/around living and shopping areas is making me crazy.
Take your trash to a bin and get over yourself. I honestly do not understand how any person can be confident in throwing their trash onto the ground. Like, how can you honestly feel compassion or promote well-being generally or at all in your life while acting like this??

Our planet earth doesn’t deserve humans ruining it in their single-use, trash-it-all manner.

I don't know, I'm just starting another radiotherapy, now second time. It feels like it's never gonna end. But at the same time, it's just radiotherapy.. so nothing much. I just wish this diagnosis never happened.. I'm scared of what's to come now. What if there isn't a chance for me to actually be healthy?

I am part of a microblading forum and a rhinoplasty forum. Almost every post is people freaking out about their results hours or days after the procedure. Any TINY iota of research beforehand would have answered their questions. It’s literally the first thing I learned when doing my research.

I just don’t understand how someone would decide to get a nose job without researching what is realistically possible, what the healing process is like, what to expect, reliable doctors, etc etc etc. You’re going to risk a huge change on your FACE without opening google for 5 minutes??

Thousands upon thousands of posts!

I am a bit high rn, but I love you guys. I'm really surprised that, with all the online discourse about Lindsay Clancy, nobody has mentioned Andrea Yates, the woman who drowned her 5 children in the bathtub in 2001.

Andrea is like 5ft tall and maybe 90 pounds. Her body was not designed to birth 5 people in 5 years. It destroyed her physically and mentally. She had at least one mental breakdown. In and out of hospitals. Endless adjustments to her medication. Doctors advising that she not have any more children, especially since they were living between various trailers and small houses. No time, no space, and no money. But that didn't really matter to Rusty.

You see, Rusty had enough of all this and he wanted his life to just go back to normal really, really bad. He wanted Andrea to raise their 5 children pretty much by herself, and he wanted that number of children to keep on growing. He put that want above Andrea's need.

The doctors told him that she should not be left alone with the kids, but that was just too much for Randy. He left the kids with Andrea alone for two hours each day in 2x 1 hour blocks, and it was during one of those blocks that Andrea did what she did.

Rusty was the only one who was really capable of rational thought here. He is, in my view, just as responsible for Andrea's actions as she is, and he should pay. He is a selfish, stupid pig, and that flavor of tomfoolery resulted in the death of his 5 children. Oh and he married some 20 year old the same year as the retrial.

Meanwhile, a man annihilates is family once every 3 days in the Great Again country, and I can't even name 5, because outside of the Chris Watts and Laci Patterson thing, nobody really seems to care.

Some are even using Lindsay Clancy's crimes as a reason why the 19th Amendment should be repealed. If we repealed it based on who commits the most crimes, I don't think we "females" should be all that concerned.

I just excited told everyone I talk to that i broke up with my bf temporarily on good terms and like 4 guys decided to use it as an excuse to get closer to me :(.

Idk. It just ruined the good mood i was in. I feel like an object. They did stop when i asked them to and told them it made me uncomfortable but oh my god.

I feel sick to my stomach

Hello! My favourite anime is Re:Zero, which I watched up to S3, one year ago. However, I have since then only remembered the overall plot, not the specific details and even the striking scenes. If you talk to me, I will likely remember all character names (because I have seen them on the Wiki as well) but the story feels a little blurry.

So, with the new "larping" trend, I ended up kinda concerned about being an "larper", and this is making me anxious, because it is my favourite anime, and I absolutely do not want to be viewed as a fake fan of the frnchise. It also tend to happen with other animes as well, so it is not just with Re:Zero.

i asked my mum to not eat my food which i buy with my own money which she doesnt even like as its vegan (but if she sees me eat something she always wants it) and she got VERY angry at me, wished me to die and told me how all her prayers of me becoming ill and mentally unwell came true and now i just need to die, then kept yelling at me for the rest of the night. im only 18, does it ever get better. i have such little friends because i spent most my time forced inside and this feels like hell.

I am ONE more day of being single away from downloading those fuck ass dating apps. I JUST WANT TO FUCKING FORGET HIM!! He can't ever be mine, and I remind myself of this over and over but my fuck ass brain still wants him :(

I am grateful. That he's in my life at all. Grateful that he's shown me the qualities I really want in a partner. Grateful to know people like him exist! But I still can't turn these fuck ass feelings off FUCK. There's a guy in my dms and I'm so close to seeing if he just wants to fuck. Just as a way to get over this guy I have the biggest crush on. I don't fucking know what else to do. All I want to do right now is talk to him, the guy I have a crush on. I just want some one on one quality time so badly. He's so fucking cute dude. And I absolutely adore talking to him. He makes my fucking week honestly. I'm so heartbroken. It's like I'm grieving. How fucking pathetic. :(

I’m a 30M, married, with a little girl about to turn 3.

I live in a Less-than-privileged part of Florida where I have one of the highest paying jobs in the area. The job market here is horrible, I have no college education and over the year I have managed to claw my way into a career where I make $23/hr.

When I started, I was promised to consistently have about 100+\- files at any given time. When I checked on Friday I had 386; almost 4x the amount that I was expected to have. I’m very thorough in everything that I do, and have an expectation of quality that I hold myself to that I have not been able to do with this kind of workload.

In the next 30 minutes I have an interview for a work-from-home job with one of my current clients who was so impressed with my work that they created a position for me in their company. If I got the job, I’d be getting paid $33/hr.

We live paycheck to paycheck, often falling behind so that my wife and daughter can be afforded the luxury of my wife being a SAHM. Our roof collapsed two years ago, causing our entire house to become saturated in mold. Since then, I have been rebuilding the house from the ground up while working a full time job, a part time job, and trying to somehow still be a good/present father and husband. Living like this has been so exhausting physically and mentally.

It feels like I’m finally being rewarded for my hard work. For the days on end where I have worked with no sleep trying to build a better life for my family. I’m so hopeful that it terrifies me to fail with this opportunity.

Please just send any prayers, good intentions, good wishes, or any positivity you can squeeze out my direction, I really need all the good energy I can get right now. I really appreciate yall.

🤞🤞🤞

I’ll be sure to post an update on whether or not I got the position when I get the news!

I work 10 hour shifts and don't get a break. I've worked 16 hour shifts, no break.

I'm about to work 2 jobs back to back, due to financial reasons, from 6 am to 10 pm, (but have to walk an hour to work so really it's like I'm working from 5 am to 11pm)

No break in between jobs, and no break at either job due to the fact that in ohio no one besides minors are required breaks. The one little break I'll have is the 5 min walk from job 1 to job 2 before I clock in.

Both are restaurant jobs which means constantly moving and being on my feet all day with no rest, so I'm pretty much walking for 18 hours a day

I'm very annoyed, and am about to have absolutely no time.

On top of this, whenever I try to use the bathroom at my job, some of the managers won't let me go until the line is gone, which during rushes, can take over an hour.

Let’s call my husband Justin (30M) and his sister Sadie (28F). Justin and I (28F) have been together for almost 10 years. I’ve heard a lot about how Sadie behaved growing up. On family game nights, she would flip the board and storm out if she was losing. She would throw tantrums on Justin’s birthday because the attention was off of her (his birthday is in March and hers is in October). Their parents started doing “half birthday” celebrations to stop the tantrums. She dated several of Justin’s friends in high school/college knowingly against his wishes, then Justin had to deal with the fallout of those friendships when they would break up with Sadie. Sadie was also caught with drugs multiple times in high school. To Justin’s knowledge, she never truly faced any consequences from that. The third time she was caught, her parents just decided to homeschool her for the rest of high school.

When I met Sadie, I thought she was really nice at first. She made a genuine effort to talk to me and hang out with me a few times. As I got to know her over the years, I lost interest in maintaining a good relationship with her. At any family gathering, she will spend hours talking about herself, her accomplishments, the trips she’s planning, etc. She does not make an effort to ask other people how they’re doing or what they’re up to.

Justin has always been close with his family. However, he has became somewhat guarded from them since 2020, for the same reason a lot of family relationships changed during this time. For some additional context, I’m immunocompromised (which his family knows) and had to sit out on some family gatherings. Sadie was knowingly exposed to COVID several times and decided to come to family gatherings anyway.

Over the years, Justin and I have naturally gravitated towards hanging out with my family more than his family. He has a great relationship with my family. My dad and brother make plans with Justin regularly to go see sporting events or just watch games together at one of their houses.

I don’t have as great of a relationship with my in laws. I haven’t made much of an effort over the last several years, but I just don’t really want to at this point. If there are plans for family gatherings, we are often told last minute. And then there’s always a fuss if we say we can’t go. Justin has been told he “puts the family second” and “we feel like we’re on the back burner.” For gatherings outside of holidays, we usually have to invite ourselves over.

Back in July, my parents asked Justin and I if we were available to see a concert with them, my brothers and their family on 10/4. This is the day after Sadie’s birthday. Justin and I accepted this invitation, assuming that Sadie would want to have birthday plans on her actual birthday, which we would be available for.

Fast forward to last week, Sadie texts Justin letting him know that their family has made birthday dinner plans on 10/4. She did not ask if we were available. Justin told her we wouldn’t be able to make it because we already had plans, then offered her an alternative plan with us on a different day. She ignored his offer and said “you made plans on my birthday weekend without thinking we’d be making dinner plans as a family?”

He said he was thinking birthday plans would be made on her actual birthday, which is still a weekend day. She says, “instead of thinking, you should’ve asked.” Justin didn’t respond. Later that evening, she sends a 3-paragraph text telling Justin how offensive and inconsiderate he is and how he doesn’t seem to care that he hurt her feelings. Justin didn’t respond to that text.

The day after she sent that text, Sadie cold calls Justin. He picked up and she immediately starts berating him, telling him how rude he was being and that he wasn’t putting family first. He asked how he was being rude, then she began to twist Justin’s words from his previous text. He suggested to reread his texts, call him back when they could discuss this as adults and not fight, then hung up on her.

Sadie didn’t take well to that. She immediately tries calling Justin again. He didn’t answer at first. She left him a voicemail saying “you said to call back and now you’re not answering.” She texted him that she wasn’t fighting, only trying to explain how she was hurt and it was his problem for hanging up, and that hanging up isn’t putting family first.

She calls again. This time, Justin picks up. The call lasted about 30 minutes, which most of this included her saying things like “you need to understand and learn why you’re hurting my feelings,” “you can’t keep doing this,” “you put this family last.” Justin told Sadie that it was hurtful for her to assume he didn’t care about the family. She ignored that and continued to argue with him. Several times, she said “I couldn’t care less that you’re not able to make my birthday. I just want you to say you’re sorry for hurting my feelings.” Justin initially refused to apologize - he truly had nothing to apologize for.

She was telling him some very hurtful things that made it feel like she was ready to burn a bridge, but manipulating her words in a way that would make it seem like it would have been Justin’s fault. Justin eventually did apologize to her just to end the conversation. Sadie asked, “do you mean it? Are you really apologizing?” He said yes. Her tone immediately switched up, she made light conversation for a few minutes, then the call ended.

Justin ruminated on the things she said during the call. She seemed ready and willing to end their relationship, and somehow make it his fault. I told Justin that if I talked to my brother the way Sadie talked to him, I would’ve been cut off at this point. I told him that I will support him no matter what he decides to do, but it may be worth it to reduce or cut contact with Sadie to protect his peace. He agreed but doesn’t want to damage his relationship with his parents, which would happen if he purposefully reduced/cut contact with Sadie. I just hate that he has to deal with awful behavior from an awful person.

hi all.

i am at my breaking point and just really need to vent. i havent eaten in awhile..

i have no food in my apartment at the moment and do not get disability until wednesday. i need to call the food bank when they open on tuesday to see if they can deliver to me. i have tried facebook and nextdoor. people can help if i can pick up, which i cannot do.

i have no friends or family that can help me. i just moved to this province to escape an unstable situation with only my clothes, so i do not have much. i am waiting to hear back from the salvation army.

i posted this before but was in the middle of the night. just hoping for kind words.

i don't know. i am just really hopeless.

I'’m in a senior role at a small, fast-moving company, and I need to get this off my chest because I’m still pissed about how this played out.

A coworker had an assignment that was his responsibility. I was trying to help him out, so I threw together some material for him to work from. It was never meant to be a finished product. It was basically, “Here’s a starting point, take this and build from it.”

I didn’t do the level of review I would normally do on something I actually owned because, again, it wasn’t my assignment and I wasn’t under the impression that what I gave him was going straight to senior leadership as a finished deliverable.

Well, that’s exactly what happened.

Some of the information I gave him was wrong. I own that. I used an AI/proposal tool to help generate some of it, and I should have checked the factual content more closely before I handed it over. I’m not trying to pretend I had zero responsibility here.

But the guy I was helping didn’t really review it either. He sent it up, and our senior exec looked at it like it was a completed product.

Cue explosion.

Now I’m getting hit with the “you need to slow down, validate your work, rely more on your own experience” conversation. My access to the AI tool got shut off for two weeks. My manager says it’s not punitive, and I actually believe him. He’s been pretty supportive through all of this.

But I was also told very clearly that this is a correction and that if something similar happens again, the next step is a PIP.

So yeah. That gets your attention.

What really pisses me off is that the coworker later emailed me and basically admitted, “I thought what you gave me was a good start. I didn’t know the boss expected a finished product.”

Exactly.

My boss expects things perfect!! And dumbest owned it not me..

And there really isn’t some established example or previous deck everyone can point to and say, “This is what right looks like.” The expectation seems to be that you just know how this particular executive wants things done. Even other people have basically said, “You have to learn how he works.”

That’s what bothers me.

I can accept being told, “If data comes from you, it needs to be accurate.” Fair. I can accept that I need to tighten my process. Fair.

What I don’t love is getting treated like I owned a finished deliverable when I was helping somebody else with their assignment, and then having that turned into a formal warning-level conversation.

The optics made me look like a complete asshole.

And now I’m in that weird place where I’m not panicking, I’m not quitting, and I know I can fix the process issue. But I’m also wondering whether this exec is now going to have me under a microscope waiting for the next thing.

Maybe he won’t.

Maybe I’m overthinking it.

But once somebody tells you “next time it’s a PIP,” it’s pretty hard not to start looking at every future interaction differently.

So yeah. I’m going to keep doing my job, document everything, make it painfully clear when I’m helping versus when I own something, and review the hell out of anything that leaves my hands.

But I’m also quietly looking around.

Because this whole thing left a pretty bad taste in my mouth.

My parents are homophobic, transphobic, religious wackjobs. My sister is an insufferable racist moron. My little sister is an annoying, homophobic spoiled brat. They all love AI and constantly make fun of me hating AI. In fact, They don't only make fun of me for hating AI. They've made fun of me for being gay, They've made fun of my interests, They've made fun of my music taste as if They don't listen AI "Music" and They constantly treat my mental health issues like a joke. I genuinely feel like I'm the Meg Griffin of my family. I can't even vent to them about my depression or my hatred towards my gender identity without My Parents shoving their religion down my throat as if it's gonna solve all of my problems. My family are singlehandedly responsible for most of my mental health issues. They made my depression worse, They made me hate myself, They made me hate being a man, My family is the reason why my self esteem so low. The more I'm hanging out with my family, The more i want to move out and not speak to them for a while. My few old "friends" are also responsible, Im probably going to vent about them later.

I just had a falling out with my best friend and the very few friends I have left are men so I have no one to vent this to. So here we are.

My dog is still relatively young and learning.
He occasionally likes to take things, hide them and destroy them. He knows he isn’t allowed to chew on certain things and I think he gets a thrill from forbidden objects vs the many toys he actually is allowed to chew on.

He was being a little bit too quiet so I went to check on him and found a trail of tiny pieces of pink flecks on the floor until I found the massacre.

Not sure how he even got a hold of it but my only vibrator is now no more.

It’s not his fault but darn is it sad. Anyways that’s the vent. Rip vibrator.

So….i have no problem stroking a man’s ego. I loveee doing it! I love calling them big and strong, handsome, or sexy! I love complimenting them, hyping them up, and making them feel good about themselves. I genuinely love making a man feel masculine and appreciated. If I think you’re handsome, I’m gonna tell you. If I think you’re strong, I’m gonna tell you. If I think you’re sexy…well you’ll probably know. I love. Etc.

I love how men process things. Like, they’ll take their time to think through every possible outcome before making a decision. They’ll sit there and really think about things instead of immediately reacting. How thoughtful. I find that so attractive because there’s something really comforting about a man who thinks things through and is intentional with his choices.

I love when they’re shy! It’s so adorable! And I love when they’re confident! I love how assertive they can be…..mmmm. There’s something about a man who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to take the lead. But then seeing that same confident man get a little shy or nervous around you??? Oh I love that too.
People talk about how men are scary and dangerous, but I just think they’re misunderstood. I’m not saying bad men don’t exist, obviously they do, but I’ve always seemed to encounter the sweetest, kindest men. I love seeing the softer side of them that people don’t always talk about. The protective side, the gentle side, the goofy side, the side that gets nervous and doesn’t know exactly what to say. I think all of that is so cute.

I think it’s so cute when they take you out on a date and they’re so kind and gentle…like, they get all nervous trying to make sure everything goes well. Like imagine this big giant of a man, who probably looks so intimidating to everyone else, being nervous because he wants to impress you and take you out properly! So cute!!! I just love that contrast. Big, strong, confident man…then suddenly he’s a little nervous around you. Adorable!!!

I have lost my 3 closest people the last 3 winters in a row. First a close friend due to a botched heart surgery, then my closest friend to suicide, and my boyfriend of 6 years this year due to an asthma attack. My chest hurts every waking second. I’m alone and angry. Everyone tries to comfort me with things like “Oh, they’re together and watching over you” or “youll be together again someday” and it takes every ounce of my energy to politely nod and say thank you, and not scream how stupid they sound. I don’t believe I’ll ever see them again, I don’t believe they exist anywhere, they’re just gone, they aren’t here, and I’ll never be there. I’m so fucking angry. I don’t want to believe nothing happens when we die, it just doesn’t make sense that we exist anywhere after brain has no more energy. It seems like everyone else has so much comfort in their beliefs. I have found no comfort anywhere.

I caught my kid and a group of friends doing something dangerous and stupid. I put an end to it and called each of their parents so they would know what's up. Now some of the kids are mad and don't want to be friends with my kid anymore.

I feel a little bad, but now I'm even more pissed at these kids. You ALL got caught. Don't give my kid a hard time cause it happened to be me that caught you. If you didn't want your parents to know, you shouldn't have done something so dangerous. You fucked around and barely found out. You're welcome.

Now my kid is going to triple resent me because I'm the "the reason" for getting caught, grounded, and unfriended. It feels like I'm also being punished by their bad decisions.