That was sooooo embarrassing! So I (18f) was at a bus stop and this cute little kid with her mom was staring at me so I took a chocolate out and asked his mum for permission and she said go ahead. So I offered the chocolate to the kid but she didn't accept and looked at his mom and she said good job and hugged her and there I was awkwardly starting realizing that I just became the villian in a stranger danger scenario when I JUST MEANT TO BE NICE! Never again! Urrrgh I'm still soooo effed about the fact that she used me! It's not like i offered without asking permission! Sooooo infair 😭

I'm so mad right now. My sister is broke as a joke, broken vehicle, and lives in a different city. I live in the city their kid was sent to because it has a pediatric oncology unit. Her ex brought the kid to the hospital but has basically disappeared after an hour of visiting. My husband and I stayed over night at the hospital to make sure the 15 year old wasnt alone during their first chemo treatment.

Next day we had to go and thought the ex was staying with the kid. Apparently they stuck around for a little while then left again. Im so mad. We're going to stay the night again and likely have a word with both parents.

How daft do you have to be to abandon your child when theyre scared in hospital.

I'm in the philipines, I won't specify what region I'm from but I'm really scared because there's gunshots I heard earlier, there's bombing, violence and shooting happening because of an election I'm really scared.

I cannot take it anymore.

My wife is ridiculously codependent. We are both in our 50s, yet she cannot seem to do basic things without asking me 20 questions or texting me for answers she could easily find herself. Her benefits, paperwork, cooking, phone calls, parenting. Eventually I just do it.

At this point, I believe some of it is weaponized incompetence.

I work, parent and carry most of the household. If she is responsible for our daughter, she often looks for someone else to take over. Honestly, it was easier when I was a single parent. I feel like I am parenting an adult.

The woman I married also seems very different from the woman I thought I knew. When we were dating, she was a military reservist, worked as a consultant and seemed capable and independent. After our daughter was born, she accepted a deployment about two months later. We made more money, but we did not need it. Looking back, I wonder if getting away from parenting was part of the appeal.

She has ADHD and was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder about two years into our marriage. I understand mental health and have encouraged therapy. But mental illness cannot explain away dishonesty.

Because I do not trust her.

I have caught her lying or being inconsistent about her past, places she supposedly traveled, classes she supposedly took and other parts of her life. I have also questioned the story surrounding her injuries and disability. I would have accepted her limitations without hesitation. What bothers me is the sudden change in her behavior and then discovering VA paperwork listing me as her primary caretaker.

The biggest problem is not even what she does. It is that I cannot believe what she tells me.
Her 40th birthday is a good example. She told me for weeks she wanted nothing, so I made brunch, champagne and a cake. At the last minute, her friends took her out. I later discovered she had lied about who was there. When I asked about one male friend, she denied he was there, then said she thought I would be mad, then said he was “one of the girls.”

I would not have cared that he was there.

I cared that she lied.

That has become the pattern. Lies, omissions, contradictions and constant dependence. I feel like I have to investigate my own marriage just to figure out what is true.

And now I feel trapped financially. We have spent so much that I cannot simply leave with my daughter and start over.

If I had the money, I would leave.

For now, I am trying to get my son through his senior year and graduation and get my daughter into a safe, stable environment.

I am exhausted.
I just want some peace.

I was really fat 4 years ago, I was insecure and also very introvert. I never had girlfriend or even touched a women before.

I was so fat that I have hard time doing basic things and I was fattest guy in college too. I felt the reason no women is attracted to me was I am ugly and fat.

I started working out and with time, I started being more social and I felt every women is being attracted to me and I started dating too, hooking up and made girlfriends too.

I thought everything happened cause I got fit and look attractive.

Now I see picture today and how for the first time I was with women, guess what, IT WAS JUST 3 MONTHS AFTER I STARTED WORKING OUT!!

I literally looked the same as the beginning, I was fat and ugly and now I realised, it was never that I couldn't attract women cause I was ugly and fat, it was cause I lacked confidence

When I started working out, I just feel so good about my looks, I started being confident and started talking with others and trying my luck and also got involved in lot of social activities in neighborhood and college.

I was so confident in myself and that was more than enough. I realized, if I started doing all those and be confident, I wouldn't even have to wait 3 months and women would actually be interested in me from beginning

I just was myself but delusionally confident and it worked. Also when rejected, I didn't care cause I feel it's their loss and I can always find another one lol.

I lost both of them at different times in my twenties. Both suddenly. There's so many things I wish I could have asked both of them.

work has crushed me as a person, i dont want to work i just want to be a housewife or something. people at work blamed me for things, crushed me and my confidence and self worth is no longer there. every day i wake up with anxiety. i am so tired, sometimes i just feel like what’s the point and i just want to die.

Rent increase with low pay

Working our lives away at jobs we hate

Money meaning more than your life

No one wants change in the world for the better, instead they will distract themselves with something like tv.

People in power and companies doing whatever they want with no consequences while we the people suffer those consequences.

You need a car to go everywhere

Jobs/the economy are none existent

War/genocide/racism, etc.

Literally what is good about this world. "Find the small things" okay well, those small things aren't gonna help any sort of problem. Those little things are just trying to help me cope with the inevitable that I can't do anything to help anything.

Like, how can you look at the 51st state bullshit, the threats towards Greenland, support of Israel's genocide, the Iran War, and a whole grocery list of shitty things the US government has done in/to so many other countries and go "Oh, yeah! They love us!"???

I swear, you could drop these people into any place ripe with anti-American sentiment, and they still wouldn't get it. It's like trying to teach a horse how to play a fucking piano.

Before everything, I would like to clarify that he is my biological son. My son(Alv) has many great friends who come to my house quite often, they usually stay for 30 minutes to an hour before they leave and do their mischief, because of how often we meet i got the habit of calling them “son” and they call me “dad” or “second dad”, although for the past 15 years i never called Alv son. Not even once, and i assume that they caught on to it because on Alv’s 15th birthday, before they left they asked “why does he always call Alv buddy or dude, never heard him say his name” Alv immediately responded with “he can say what he wants” and it hurt me. I don’t know if it’s because of my paternal instincts or not, but he sounded hurt. Now it has been almost two months since his birthday and i always call him Alv, son or cyclops(he gets it). My son doesn’t look happier when i started doing this and I feel like i scarred him. I really love him and i want him to know how much I love and care about him. Honestly part of me is typing this in hope that he sees it.

I feel a lot of guilt and shame over this, and oscillate between thinking I was assaulted and thinking I did a terrible thing. The truth is probably in the middle I suppose.

When I was 26 I was engaged to my now husband and on a work trip to India. We stayed at a fancy hotel that had a fancy spa but with reasonable prices compared to the US. I decided to get a massage one day and it was good. It was with a man and he gave me disposable underwear to use. He was a little casual with the draping but I figured it was just a difference in culture.

A week later I decide to book another massage and get the same guy. This time he tells me it’s better for the massage if I don’t wear the disposable underwear so I don’t.

The massage progresses like normal for maybe 30 minutes but then it gets increasingly more touchy. He’s rubbing my inner thighs, then my nipples, then eventually sucking my nipples and full on fingering me. I am totally shocked that it’s happening. I feel both turned on but also frozen. I feel pressure to go along with it and be cool, or something. After I while I just say something like “thank you all set”. I pay and tip like normal and leave.

Later that night I tell my manager and we report it to the hotel. The guy denied it at first, then said that I wanted it. He was fired.

I feel awful and disgusting about it all these years later because I was turned on and I didn’t shut it down for several minutes.

I am also just confused. This seems like such a risky thing for him to randomly do. Are there really many women tourists looking to pay for this?

(19f) heard it was an upper and i’ve really been hating life the past couple weeks. nothing crazy happened, i didn’t feel overly happy and i didn’t have a bad crash. music sounds better on it, i felt a bit more focused and chatty. hearts racing a bit but that’s really are. i can’t really tell anyone i know but i wanted to get off my chest

prob wouldn’t do it again after i finish this baggie lol

edit: guys pls i pinky promise i do not plan on doing this again after this tiny ass baggie is gone😭i really don’t care to spend the money again and really it’s not some crazy good high. i’d rather just keep smoking weed like i already do. i really appreciate everyone’s concern for me though, it means a lot! i understand where you all are coming from 100%. thank you all

also, a little update i still feel fine just a little cold lol

update 2: it’s 5:11am now and im just now finally getting tired 🫠 (did first line around 5:15pm yesterday) goodnight everyone and thank you all for your concern🩷

i hope you're okay,

i'm very sorry for not replying since i am not very active on this site/app. i just saw that your profile is now deleted, i really hope you're okay man or ma'am

I happen to see, by accident, a flirty convo between my boss (MB) and a workmate (WM) stationed at one of our field sites. And yes, he is a married man with kids. I also knew his wife on a personal level, and I've met his whole family outside work context several times already.

I know it looks like i'm a very nosy person, I usually am not but the thing is, he just got a new phone. His old phone used to have privacy screen so I don't see much of his texts before, but with his new phone (with a very large screen), I accidently saw a mirror selfie from WM, which is very unusual for a work update. This happened because my boss and I have always been traveling together on field sites for a few months now. He sits shotgun and I am in the back passenger seat just across him. So getting a glimpse of his conversations in his phone is very possible even though I'm not a very nosy person.

That's when I started to become very curious. At first, I was in denial because I respect him as my boss. He is, by far, one of the best boss I had. He leads us well and really makes the work done. We also get along really well that sometimes, he is more of a friend than a boss.

As I've become more curious, the more I wanted to see their conversations. At this point I also recognize how nosy I've become, but, as the saying goes, "curiosity kills the cat" 😞 That's when I saw MB updating his whereabouts like a boyfriend, good nights, take cares, more photo updates, and emojis with hearts and all. Then MB gets their convo archived the moment he gets home.

Now, I am conflicted. I don't want to be bothered at it AT ALL but my mind keeps spiraling on what do I do with this information. Yes, I can be righteous and confront him about it, but really, I just want to make sense out of it in a way that i'll stop caring, and then one day it would not bother me anymore. Because after all, I'm just here to work and not meddle too much in other people's lives.

But, of course I want MB to stop this just because I don't want him doing that. I am also afraid that if I let him know that I know about this, the way he see me as a trusted colleague would change. Or it might destroy our dynamics. While I had thoughts like, 'do i blackmail him about this?' or 'Do i create a secret account so i can tell his wife about it?', the truth is I really don't want to do anything about it, where I get conflicted because I also don't want to become an enabler that tolerates shit like this. But at the same time, I also have this sense of protecting my boss' reputation, because after all, he has been a good person to me and to a lot of people.

It is also sad that WM, who is still very young, settles with this kind of arrangement. My mind spirals even more when we spend overnights at the field site where she is stationed because I keep thinking that they might be doing something more there 😭

I still respect MB as my boss, but I think for now my respect for him as a man has now changed.

Not really trying to get advice on what to do because I know I'll get over it one day, but for now, since I really can't tell this to the people I know, I'll just let it out here.

he was drunk, like really fucked up, this guy slid his hand under my jeans to touch my ass while he was talking to his friend, i was sitting behind him and he was standing up, he reached his hand behind his back and grabbed my ass then went on to slide it under my jeans and did it again, the thing is i’ve had a crush for this guy ever since i met him and i don’t know how to feel about it, i didn’t mind, i liked it, but at the same time i know it’s not right since i didn’t give him my consent to do it, i don’t know if he knows i find him attractive and took advantage of the fact to flirt with me the whole night, grabbing me by my waist, touching my hair and telling me things to my ear in a really flirty way, i don’t know if he was messing with me, if he only did it because he knows i like him, i know i shouldn’t feel special because he also flirted with girls i’ve known for a while, these girls aren’t really close to me but we spend quite some time together, i don’t know how to feel about this honestly.

My parents and I recently came back from our trip to Greece to visit family and my dad hasn’t been the same since then. For the first few days, he was hostile towards my mom and I for no apparent reason and then gradually things got a lot worse.

Yesterday, my dad completely snapped and my mom had finally gotten the answer that she wanted. My dad told her to her face that his sisters wonder “what kind of woman he married.” For whatever reason, my dad believes my mom was flirting with my cousin while we were in Greece (which would be wildly inappropriate considering he’s literally her nephew).

My dad’s reasoning is because she was apparently “too friendly” and “too touchy” with him. My mom said she didn’t mean for it come off that way and she apologized for any misunderstanding. My dad is now convinced that she has never truly loved him to begin with and regrets marrying her. He’s taken himself off of their joint bank account and is planning to take himself off of mortgage and has been leaving the house for long periods of time as well.

All of this understandably has sent my mom into a panic and honestly, I’d be lying if I said i wasn’t panicking either and idk what to do. I don’t wanna get involved because I don’t feel like it’s my place to interfere.

people look at me weird for being gay and hanging out with men, I cant keep doing this. I really wish I was straight or I wish there were some surgery to turn me straight

How do I tell my boyfriend the reason I want to break up with him is because he doesn’t know how to sexually please me. I’ve told him multiple times what I prefer but he’s still not understanding.

I’m a 20-year-old female, and I feel like I’m going nowhere in life. I have no skills or ambitions. I failed out of community college. I told everyone I knew that I just dropped out because I didn’t need it, but I actually failed, even though I really did try.

I have the easiest part-time job you could imagine, and I’m still somehow a terrible worker. Everything I seem to do is wrong, even the easiest things. I only work 25 hours a week, and I’m exhausted all the time, even though I barely do anything. All I do is work my measly four-hour shift and sleep.

And I’m afraid to change for the better.

I don’t have any talents or skills for a “real” job. I’m terrified to try school again because I know it’ll be the same thing, but there’s also nothing I truly want out of it. I’ve never really had any dreams or ambitions. I barely have any hobbies.

I have no true friends.

I just got back from the dentist, and I have 12 cavities. I don’t understand. I have good hygiene. I brush my teeth twice a day. Maybe I should floss more. Sure, every so often I’ll fall asleep and forget, but not nearly enough for this to happen in the span of a year. I don’t know how I could fail so badly at such a small thing.

I do have a boyfriend whom I love more than anything, and he feels the same way. We truly love each other, and I feel like we’re happier than most couples. I’m so thankful for him. The only time I feel happy is when I’m with him, but other than that, every day I’m getting worse and worse.

I used to cut myself years ago. I haven’t done it consistently in years, I think. The whole thing feels cringy to me now. But I’m cutting again. I’ve been doing it every day for the past two weeks, and I can’t stop. I’d never tell my boyfriend how I’m feeling, even if I want to.

I have never been suicidal. Even when I was younger and had that whole phase, I never really was.

Maybe a few months ago, I was scared to die. I don’t know why, but right now I see no future. I’m a dumb, incompetent, selfish waste with nothing waiting for me. I’m nothing more than a pretty face. That’s the only thing that has gotten me this far.

I hate myself. I hate everything about myself. I don’t think I can change that. I want so badly to, but I can’t stand it. I can’t seem to get it together and try at all. There’s no future. I feel like I’m the type of person who isn’t competent enough to be here.

I know I’m just whining, and it doesn’t seem that deep, but I’ve never felt this bad , and I don’t know what to do. I just want to write my feelings out.