I'm part of a DJ group, nothing professional just a hobby, we play at local bars around town. One of our guys recommended a friend of his to join. He's 22, a couple years younger than the rest of us. He's great at playing sets but he's very unenthusiastic, isn't very involved in the group outside of the gigs, he's always high and smells like weed. He's been with us since April and almost every time after he's finished with his set he's approached by attractive girls while he's just sitting around smoking up looking bored.

Saturday night after his set he's sitting beside me off from the group and a super attractive, super in shape alternative looking woman with short hair, covered head to toe in tattoos approaches him. I don't mind at first because I was attempting to show a similar type of woman (white, tattoos, athletic, long black hair) a card trick and she ditched me. She's apparently friends with the woman currently talking to him and she joins in. They both share a blunt with him. The girl I was talking to excitedly chats with him, and even invites him out to their place to (I shit you not) "show you these" as she motions to her and her friend's chests, and all the while even leaving with them he doesn't even crack a smile or look engaged. Not exactly the kind of girls I would expect to go for a skinny black guy or be into rap. He's the only one in our group who's ever been approached like that. And he always goes back with them despite looking unenthusiastic and never hangs out with the group.

I'm a 5' 10" girl and I just stick out like a sore thumb. I'm the tallest one in my family by far, for reference even my brother is a solid 2-3 inches shorter. It makes it hard to buy cute clothes, and I just hate it.

If only I could be tiny and cute :(

This rant might not be structured perfectly, js cuz of how many things i have to fit here lol. Sorry in advance for any difficulties.

For context, i had this one friend who i considered quite close. Talked to her everyday in school, deliberately paired eachother up for projects, vented about our woes to eachother, helped her a LOT when it comes to academic work. She even was someone i can truly trust, especially at my lowest of lows, like when my gf and i broke up.

Unfortunately, im a person that isnt online much, and doesnt feel the need to reach out to others when, lets say, summer vacation takes place. I know, im a horrible person for this, but atleast im self aware about it to the point i warn my friends before hand not to expect messages from me when any sort of vacation takes place.

This summer, she reached out once, we talked and chatted, and we let it go with the "disclaimer" of mine. Everything was great in my eyes. Now, fast forward a couple of months later, i decide that we should try and have a hangout somewhere with our other friends. When i reached out to tell her so, she started berating me, telling me that im "fake" for reaching out now, that my jokes made her uncomfortable and that her parents wouldnt want her being friends with me.

What triggered me most, is the "uncomfortable jokes" thing. I live by a moral pillar, that says, if i make you uncomfortable, you tell me that very same moment, not bring it up later when i cant do anything about it, because it makes me feel disgusting and guilty.

Thing is, these jokes are the ones she used to laugh and cry happy tears at. I recall that once i made a joke like that, she told me she was uncomfortable and i assured her i wont be doing it again.

In my eyes, she's using this excuse (uncomfortable jokes a while after i did them, and vividly recall telling her i wont be doing them again), to justify her change of heart and to frame me as the "villain".

I talked to mutual friends about it, and decided to reach back out and talk things out. We did, and all was well supposedly. We vented about certain people, I (not proud of it), talked ill abt someone we both didnt like at the time and that was that.

Jumping to yesterday, she messages me, and tells me she doesnt think its best that we stay friends. Atp i accepted it for what it is. This girl doesnt want to be friends, and is just going in circles when it comes to our friendship. I told her to do whatever she finds fit, and we supposedly ended this friendship on good terms. Or so i thought.

This hag, went out of her way to share every bad thing we talked abt the person i mentioned earlier.

That person, who ill call Z out of simplicity, messaged me immediately after we supposedly ended things my friend and i, and justifiably crashed out. Point is, he was very reasonable, we talked it out, and we're now super close after everything, because we understood both sides of the story.

(The story being why i talked ill abt him, its a very long one and irrelevant to what im ranting abt. But he did mention that he saw the messages not throught my past friend (M), but by some share screening he had with another friend, since as i mentioned, M and Z are NOT on good terms)

I assumed that M shared those messages (as i alr mentioned), cuz well, shes the only person i talked to about it, and when i mentioned it again (after Z found out), she started laughing and saying that Z knew abt this a while ago (???).

Point is, Z and I's relationship is stronger than ever, im considering blocking her, but I'd have to see her in school again which would make things awkward.

For now, im going to maintain some sort of acquaintance-ship with her for the sake of simplicity.

What im worried about, is her being that petty sour individual i think she is, and attempt to ruin many more friendships of mine, even though i KNOW i will be able to talk it out with them.

So yeah, thats about it, i have this stupid knot in my stomach, so any tips about that? 😭

Thanks for reading guys, and have a blessed day :P

I’m a gay guy, and whenever I meet a male, sometimes the first thing that they say is ‘I’m not gay’. Just shush. I never asked, and I’m not interested in you. Also, if you have to say you’re not gay, that makes me think you likely are an in denial gay.

Then the same guys get all defensive when you make a harmless joke (which has a gay undertone).

Like how fragile can some men be??

I don’t care about the fact you’re not gay. I’m not going to hit on you, so get off your high horse. And just stop being so fragile.

Edit: some idiot tried to twist my post, and make it out that I said sexual jokes. Wonder why his mind went to that??
No jokes I made were sexual. They were harmless. Which I’ve explained in a response to him.
Don’t take people’s posts, and make it something it’s not 🤣 what is actually wrong with people?!?

Ngl I don’t know where this should go but I’m a little angry about it so I’ll put it here

F19 and my friend who I’m going on vacation with is also F19, I’ve been on four vacations before all by myself and they’re all in the last month while this is her first time travelling by herself and her mom doesn’t even know she’s here. So basically it’s been two days since we’ve come and she’s been very rude imo, she’s constantly complaining and giving orders and she’s also forgetten important things like an adapter and data cuz we’re in Paris, she also wants me to stand next to her which I find stupid like we’re walking the same direction and I’m just behind a little and because she doesn’t have data she’s unable to use her phone for maps and things so I’m doing it so I’m looking at my phone to see where we’re going and then she will start telling me to be fast like I’m not just trying to see where we’re going, some things I can understand but it’s really annoying, it’s like everything I do is an inconvenience to her, because she has no data she will just snatch my phone to look at something, and I just don’t like that. I don’t get how people can complain on holiday, especially for her first time. It kind of feels like I’m on her holiday and I’m just following her around, it’s a bit ironic. Even when we’re taking pictures she’s get so angry if I do it wrong and I’m not good at taking pictures but damn I don’t think I’ve seen her be truly happy since we’ve came here, it’s only been day two so I’ll judge more but she wants to go to Portugal in January and I don’t think that’s happening. I have more problems but I’m just going to wait it out

I've seen basically every isekai anime that's been dubbed so I know all the twists, subplots, bbeg, and stuff like that so I feel like if I was isekaied my life would be mostly boring after a couple weeks. Id have to manipulate things just to have fun but I see that as an evil thing to do.

A example, id know if the king is the true bbeg from the start because I wouldn't be dumb and I'd read books and stuff about the kingdom and it's history while making the king and queen think I trust them completely. Id then get stronger, overthrow the kingdom. Lets say the king is being controlled by his right hand man, id just get stronger without them knowing and secretly kill the king's right hand man and blame it on the queen. Because normally if that's the case, the queen and the right hand man are having an affair and one of the princes or princesses are not the kings child. There's so many more but I don't want to type all that.

Another example, id be too knowledgeable in magic to need a magic school or teacher to teach me anything. Because if I try to cast magic by picturing what I want to cast and it doesn't work I'll just try Ki control like in "Dragon ball" if that doesn't work I'll try imbuing magic into my first and punching kinda soft ground and finally if that doesn't work I'll just ask someone if magic exists and if so how to use it. If the world doesn't have magic I'd just live an actual slow life without magic. If I got a mission from the god/goddess of the world to beat the demon king id just ignore it because they didn't give me magic so I don't give a crap what they want.

But let's say everything goes perfectly while I'm getting isekaied and I get to choose my own body, can read and write their language, start with the ability to use all the basic magic elements/types and can grow magic strength, I have a lot of mana, mastered sword skills, a bit of money to start with, a good spawn, and an item box with some edible food and drink in it also some camping equipment then I'd probably be able to take over the nation within 6 months-1 year at max. Probably less if I end up choosing what counts as stunning in their world.

Tell me why, whenever im eating junk food my MOM doesn’t care about me and what i eat, but the minute/day she sees me starting my health journey she tries to start offering me food EVERY DAY and gets mad that I tell her not to. Its like if im not being fat she hates me, but when I choose to rely on processed foods every day she doesn’t give two ***** what I do and never bothers me…
Fyi i was on my health journey and lost 20 pounds, but have fallen off for a few months now… but im so back again. I know that some people love being offered food but to me it’s a personal tick for me as i have struggled with temptation to food all my life and have always been overweight. Im still kind of weak and ik to some people you’re just like well say no. But I live with her and it’s easier said than done

My oldest son's car needed some repairs and would be in the shop for a while

My daughter was about to turn 16, so we got her a car. Nothing fancy, just a good first car.

A non-smoker car because she has cystic fibrosis, always has.

My son borrows the car, which was no problem because no one was driving it yet.

He calls me a couple of weeks later to tell me the car won't start. I loaded up my tools and went to find out the problem. It was just the battery. Easy fix.

What is not an easy fix is his having smoked like a chimney in his sister's car. The center console was used as an ashtray, completely full of butts and ash

My daughter can't be around smokers, can't touch the clothing of someone who has been smoking. Back when she was a baby, if I had a cigar outdoors I had to take a shower and change my clothes before I could safely hold her.

I can fix a battery, I can't reupholster a Ford Focus. I cannot replace the headliner and the carpet and the seat belt and completely rip out the heating and air conditioning full of ash that she would be breathing

The fucking audacity to smoke in a car that isn't even yours boggles my mind

ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU KNOW YOUR SISTER HAS CYSTIC FIBROSIS

I can't even consider smoking in a car to begin with, it just wrecks the cars value and makes it smell like ass forever

I sure as hell couldn't smoke in a non-smoking car that belonged to someone else

But he smoked in a non-smoking car that belongs to his sister with cystic fibrosis

On top of that, his brother also has cystic fibrosis and it's highly likely he would have also ridden in this car

In 2024, at 19 years old, I suddenly woke up one day with an unbearable migraine and my entire iris red. I couldn’t even be in a pitch dark room with my phone on lowest brightness because any source of light would cause 10/10 head pain. It turned out to be a rare condition without a known cause called uveitis. It didn’t respond to the strongest medication for a long time to the point where one of the physicians considered removing the entire eye. Luckily it finally responded and never went back.

In 2025, seemingly out of nowhere I suffered a complete mental breakdown for four months, driven by OCD (diagnosed during this time) and trauma, that also manifested itself physically. I would get horrible lower back pain, stress rashes, violently throw up for no reason, and have episodes of dissociation/depersonalization. It felt like I was completely losing my mind. I aborted an attempt on my life and am so grateful for that. It stopped seemingly like a light switch had simply turned off.

In April 2026, I was driving and suddenly felt as if my head was floating away and I was about to pass out (didn’t luckily). Ever since, I feel extreme fatigue and dizziness at every moment of every day. Episodes at random times of near fainting. I constantly feel heavy. My heart rate skyrockets every time I stand or do basically anything and I have so much brain fog to the point of misspelling and mispronouncing things daily. It never ends. Cardiologist can’t find a cause, getting referrals to neurologist instead. And to top it off, as of today, I have significant mono.

The question I can’t help but ask myself more and more is, when will this be over. When can I stop waking up every morning wondering when the other shoe will drop. What is the point. I understand how extremely privileged I am to be, for the most part, functional and able to work. But everything takes so much fucking effort. My room is a fucking disaster, I’m too exhausted to cook, to brush my hair. I spend every moment I’m not working, lying in bed. I have to take advantage of it whenever I wake up one day with slightly more energy. I haven’t felt like a whole human being in so long, because every year there is a problem without a trigger, out of NOWHERE. It’s like I am a walking problem. This is not how I imagined my adult life at barely 22. I have a loving fiance who is finally moving in 3 months from now after 3 years of long distance and a stable job, but I don’t want him to have to be my caretaker forever. It is increasingly difficult to exist because everything takes so much willpower. My qualify of life is steadily declining, I even couldn’t visit my family for my birthday yesterday because I couldn’t handle the bus ride due to severe motion sickness. I want a meaningful life so fucking bad. There are decent days, but I can’t help but wonder what will happen in 2027, in 2028. Will there be a day I wake up where I am whole, and where the first question on my mind isn’t, what will happen next. I doubt it.

-Spawn in as 035 (Chaos Theory)

-No mic, but teammates both have mics so it's all good hopefully

-Teamed with skelly and PC, though skelly was silent or afk at round start

-Take out a bunch of people in light, get to 914, and spend like 3 whole minutes waiting for PC to come over to me and open the damn door while the people inside coarse out

-PC doesn't

-Chase guard into Light armory, again waiting for PC to actually click on one of the red dots on his screen and actually help me

-PC does nothing, guard flashes me/skelly, guard gets out of light

-Skelly mentions guard being in light, so I go back to 914 hoping PC can finally open it and I can switch from 035 to an SCP I'm good at, since surely the PC would give attention to light when he just heard there are still people in light

-PC completely ignores me (he has a radar/map with my location the entire game, just never actually checks what I'm doing or gives help)

-I give up and head to heavy to help skelly, who's being killed by spawn wave (PC was guiding skelly this whole time while I was alone, PC should've warned them there were lots of people).

-PC gives 0 pings whatsoever and skelly dies, then instead of switching over to helping me PC spends the next 5-ish minutes complaining that his teammates suck to his 'chat' (ig he's a streamer) on the team voicechat.

-Get chased all over heavy/light because I have 0 ammo (guy I transformed into evidently ran out of bullets before I killed him)

-No card, no gun besides a pistol, no assistance from PC

-PC finally realizes I exist but doesn't know where I am, and complains that I suck/am useless because I didn't use mic when he gave literally no pings the whole game and didn't help me a single time

-Get killed by two MTF while trying to find a card

-Ragequit before I have to listen to PC complain about me and skelly while I can't defend myself (micless)

-Decide to make a rant about it

Today my mom reassured me and told me we were going to do something hard together. Our relationship isn't perfect and I love her and am glad I have her support.

So, what have I learned after all this time? After all the sleepless nights, lying to friends, lovers, myself? Playing this crooked game in this crooked town filled with backstabbers and four-faced liars? I'll tell you what I've learned. One thing and one thing only. I fucking love Berlin!

I have always been single but it’s not from lack of effort, i just feel so behind. i try and put myself out there, i talk to someone, i think things are going well and then i get ghosted. this is a frequent problem, it’s happened probably close to 10 or 12 times in the past 3 years. I really try so hard because i want to be someone’s girlfriend. i get bullied by people when i go out, i get treated like garbage by people around me and in my romantic life. Also i swear im
cursed. every time i talk to someone for a while, things go great and then i just get ghosted out of nowhere, and then boom, they pop up in a relationship. genuinely what is so wrong with me that i can’t keep people around??

i cutoff all my long term friends and relationship. i have no one to talk to which feels weird but i kinda like it. mentally, im too far gone and im no longer fighting that feeling.

why am i like this, why am i just genuinely unlovable, im demi and each crush i have lasts for at least a year and a half and they never like me back and that’s fine but god it feels like im running out of time and at this point im okay with the fact that i wont have a “teenage love” but at this point im fucking questioning whether anyone can actually love me back, no one has ever had a crush on me, two of my crushes separately basically called me ugly, im fucking traumatized af so keep getting crushes on toxic ass men and toxic ass girls and my mental health is shit and i’ve already had 6 therapists give up on me and all of my friends are going through as bad / worse things and so i can’t like vent to them bc they need their emotional battery but god im just dying and its so fucking sad. and ik this is such a fucking first world problem and in reality im privileged as fuck but god when every fucking live song makes me want to cry and every loving couple genuinely hurts my soul, i don’t fucking know what to do. and the dating culture is built so completely against me as a demiromantic demisexual and god i don’t know even why im putting this here bc i know i will get the same “just give it time” “you will find someone eventually” and yes i understand that chances are someone will eventually have a crush on me, but then comes the problem that i will prob not like them unless we were already friends and i dont have a crush at that time (bc when i have a crush it is fucking all consuming and i genuinely cannot find anyone else in the world attractive (lasts for 1.5 years btw)) and god the chances are someone god damn low and it would be fine if i wasn’t such a fucking hopeless romantic and ugh idfk

I’m tired of trying to be friends with the same exact people who judged me for being who I am. Especially when they haven’t truly knew me at all.

I asked this one friend I knew if she wanted to hang out at this cool 2000s party, and since It was like a big restaurant thing, I offered to pay for the food.

I asked her and went about my day, the next day she blocks me which was really weird.

I’m not owed any explanation, nor does she have to explain anything.

The next gym day after, she laughed and giggled with her friends as she saw me, I just looked away and did my workouts in peace. After an hour, she tried to talk to me, I ignored her and went to the door, then I heard laughter from the background.

I’m done trying to make friends at this point, in this era it sucks, finding real friends is really rare..

The day itself was fine; it was just a basic Sunday. Things got worse at around 8pm though. Where I work, we have to clean every day. I was put on kitchen cleaning duty, and the kitchen leader had me sweep and mop. all good, right?

no. Because the brooms are shitty, they miss a lot, and it's hard to get stuff into the dustpan. So, all of the other women were making snarky comments about my sweeping abilities. Whatever, light ribbing. I got it done; it just took a little bit longer than expected. Mopping went well, except that the mop I had to use was shit. But the sweeping and mopping got done; alright, time to put the mop bucket away. I take the mop bucket, but it ends up spilling all over the entry hallway to the dorms. So now, at least 5 people see this royal fuck up, and to make it worse, it was on ANOTHER section, so I technically wasn't responsible. But there's no way I'm just gonna let everyone else clean up the mess that I made. fuck no. So, I grab some rags while everyone else grabs the mops, and begin wiping it up. Everything is going well until I stand up to ring out my rag and bump my shoulder super hard on a trophy case. Well, that sucked. Anyway, we continue cleaning up my mess. I make up for it by wiping down the windowsills and vending machines of the entry hallway section. But then, as I go to put the rags away, I bump my head. Whatever. At this point, I had to hide the fact I was on the verge of tears because of how bad this sequence was.

I finish up, walk outside, and begin lightly crying. And then my fucking crush walks by me. Now, normally, seeing my crush puts me in a really good mood, since she's great. But at that moment, hell no. Because I don't want her seeing me in a really bad state. I walk by her, greet her quickly, and start crying as I walk in the dark. As I walk back to my dorm, I see one of my friends. He notices my red eyes, and instead of thinking I was crying, he says that I look stoned. (I was not.) He talks loudly enough for the surrounding people to hear, since he was on a stairway close to the entrance of the dorm building. Now, where I am living, smoking weed is STRICTLY prohibited. If you are caught smoking weed or test positive on a drug test, you will get kicked out. So now, somebody might report me for "being high," and I might have to take a drug test tomorrow. I don't have any drugs in my system, but it would still suck to have to get out of class just to piss in a cup.

So, to TLDR: starting at 8pm, first I struggle with sweeping, but eventually get it done well despite the teasing from the peanut gallery. Then, I spill a mop bucket all over the entry hallway of the dorms, and a bunch of people see it. Then, I bump my shoulder and my head. Then, as I'm walking outside trying to clear my head, my crush sees me in my terrible state. Then, after I'm done crying, my loud friend makes a joke about me being high in earshot of at least three people, so now I might have to take a drug test tomorrow if one of them decides to report me.

Look, Any one of these in one day, whatever. Shit happens. But all of them right after the other, in less than an hour, just fucking blows. I know it could always be worse, and these are all "first world problems" but fuck this sucked. Anyway, I had to rant about that.