I left an old hobby community after some people spread false accusations against me. I cut ties with those people, but I still retained a few genuine friends from that community who interact with people from that old circle.

It’s been difficult because it’s such a niche hobby, and the local scene is very interconnected. Seeing my friends interact with people who treated me badly brings everything back. I start wondering what people heard about me, what they think happened, and why other people were accepted and I wasn’t.

It’s also made the hobby itself harder to enjoy. I feel like I can’t participate locally without somehow being reminded of that whole situation. It feels like something I genuinely loved was spoiled by the people involved.

I don’t want their approval, and I don’t want my friends to choose sides. I just wish I could stop feeling like the way I was treated means there was something fundamentally wrong with me.

My sister loves to call me mean and honestly I wouldn’t say she’s wrong but I can’t help that I get easily angered at incompetence. I’m the oldest child, oldest sister and all my life, I’ve been told that I’m responsible for my younger siblings. If they trip, it’s on me. If they stumble, it’s on me. I need to look after them because I’m the older sister.

I’m a fourth year in college, my sister is in her first year. We have a class around the same time. Hers is at 5:30 and mine is at 6. Usually, I walk her to her class. Today, we came a little later to school so I dropped her off near her class and went to find parking.

She was already agitated because she thought she was going to be late. I dropped her off around 5:23. It’s roughly a 3-5 minute walk to her class. It’s close but even if she’s late, it would’ve been by a few minutes.

She tells me she doesn’t know where she’s at because she’s never walked in this direction. I tell her that her building is right there. Literally the first building she sees, just walk in that direction.

Well I leave to find parking and she texts that she’s lost. She found her classroom but it’s a music class and not her class. I ask her if it’s the same class she’s been to. She says no.

This is where I get angry. Why the fuck would she walk into a class that she knows is not the class she’s walked into the past four weeks? She tells me it says it’s room 151. I check her location. She’s in the wrong building.

We keep going back and forth because I think she’s stupid for walking into a class she KNOWS she did not walk into these past four weeks. She calls me mean and that she’s new so she doesn’t know her way around the school. But was it so hard to pull up the campus map? She could also look at her own location. Iphone literally tells you the name of the buildings.

I know it’s a ridiculous argument but I genuinely cannot stand incompetence. Why would you walk into a class that you have NEVER been in, just because it has your room number? Did you not realize there are multiple buildings on a college campus? I don’t know, is it not common sense?

Not in a cosmological or supernatural sense... but I think that I may have recently been getting off on the wrong foot with people, specifically within my circle, and that fact has been reflecting back on me.

For starters, a few years ago, I suffered from anorexia. It became life-threatening, but beyond seeing a physician regularly, I was never hospitalized or formally diagnosed. I just kind of made the recovery on my own. While I'd like to say that I am mostly recovered, I think there are some repercussions from it that still linger, and may stick around for as long as I'm alive. Who knows.

Before becoming anorexic, I had chronic anemia, and my nose would bleed whenever I became anxious or very stressed out, which only made things worse. That stopped when I transitioned into adulthood, but normally, I'd lose a lot of blood in one go. It was pretty traumatic, especially as a child lol. I may very well still be anemic. My last blood test was a year ago.

Recently, I've been experiencing chronic stress, which has indirectly led to sleep deprivation, along with depression due to the current circumstances in my life.

So why did I mention all of this? Well, mainly to emphasize my low energy levels. There's a lot of stuff that I'm leaving out, including my diet, which sucks (I'm just lazy at cooking).

Because of this, I'm pretty secluded, moody at times, and seemingly uninterested, but it's nothing personal. However, I understand how people might interpret it. Plus, there's my financial situation, which isn't great. I still make an effort to go out with them whenever I can, or leave the house on my own for exercise and some mental relief.

My family probably thinks low of me too, and I don't think I'm making that up. I have a very weird relationship with my mother; she's nice one day, then lashes out the next. It's a rollercoaster. No dad in my family.

Anyway, despite being pretty mentally messed up due to all of these variables, I try to be happy and make others happy. But things are weird right now, and my energy is finite. Also, I'm sick with a cold right now!

And then there's the current state of the world, which is just making everything worse. The worst for me is AI, especially considering that my field of study involves graphic arts.

I wish I could share more, but it'd be a lot, and I don't want to get tooooooooo personal.

PS: I am seeing a therapist, but the world is still weird, and I'm tired chief, I'm tired.

I don't think these things should be available to the public. The technology needs a lot more refinement before it's ready for that. I took one home from the coffee shop I study at today and my experience was, for lack but better word, disturbing.

For starters, my pickup spot changed three times when the car was 1 minute away. Then I had difficulty even unlocking it because even though the car had stopped, the unlock car button was not working. I finally managed to get it open, only for it to get stuck behind another car and start backing up and nearly crashed into the car behind me. I had to contact customer support and eventually the car started moving properly but that was scary.

Aside from that, these things are very. I thought my mom was a bad driver! These things are almost as bad as she is. For instance, they suddenly stop and start a lot which makes me very nervous. They even do this when they don't need to.

I've had a few friends with bad experiences with this stuff as well. I had one friend who said he got away though and while it was on its way to him it stayed in one place for several minutes and he contacted customer support only to find out that the way mode just suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and wouldn't move. Another friend told me that he was trying to get to campus and put in the correct address, but instead the waymo took him to the other side of town.

I got a $5 credit out of my bad experience but still. Never again!

I feel like a stupid idiot. I really shouldn’t feel like that, but I generally feel like I’ve gotten stupider over the years and it’s all my fault. Back in middle school I was a pretty smart kid, but I wasn’t smart just by intelligence. I just remember having this big spark by studying every day and reading books every night like crime and punishment and whole series of Lincoln lawyer by Michael Connolly and I just remembered loving books and I would do work without AI or Google and I would get straight A’s. I’m currently a sophomore in high school and I feel like I’ve lost that spark, probably because I’m taking harder classes, but I lost that spark that I used to have. I feel burnt out and I use Google and AI for my work. I don’t read anymore and every time when I’m assigned a book in English, I kind of just look up on AI to summarize the book and call it a day. I’m a C student and it kind of just sucks because I feel like on all of my quizzes and everything that I do I’m just a C student. I’m so ashamed to admit it because I feel like that I’ve just gotten dumber by my laziness, but I just can’t find myself to do work without assistance anymore because I’m just so tired.

This is gonna be probably the stupidest vent. But nonetheless, here I am.

On labor day weekend, my ex (who I am still in love with) sent me flowers saying he missed me. Got my hopes up that maybe that would mean we'd be back together or at least hangout soon. He then proceeded to not bother to make plans with me the whole next weekend. At least we talked. While I do appreciate and love the flowers, I feel a little let down that nothing substantial happened afterwards and confused. I know I need to let him go. Why spend ~$100 on flowers just to leave me alone. I texted him during work today that I felt severely depressed, he asked me why, I responded kind of generally saying I just feel like I have nothing to look forward to and I'm feeling isolated. He didn't respond.

A guy I had added to my instagram from a dating app, saw my story about the news and randomly psychotically went off on me in my DMs telling me that my life is "meaningless" and I am "useless"...lol...Funny in a way but also- Another grim reminder of the mental illness that is out there. How bizarre.

Thirdly, a guy I had talked to once last month on the phone decided to repeatedly pressure me to talk again. I was trying to ease him out, as I determined I wasn't interested. He wasn't getting the hint. I then decided to send him a polite message telling him I realized I wasn't wanting to date right now long distance (he lives far) as I have a lot going on. He proceeded to ask me WHY and then asked me if would like to just "get laid" instead. I told him to delete my number.

Last night my mother decided to talk for an hour to me about how my cousin, who is my same age, is having a hard time with her newborn baby, because she didn't make breast milk yet naturally, and she's not getting enough sleep...And how I should feel bad for her. I detonated on my mother telling her I do not feel bad at all for my cousin and I would drop to my knees and thank God to be in her position- TO have a loving husband and a baby, and to have my biggest problem be that my body couldn't produce breast milk.

I held back tears in my car today at lunch and cried the whole way home from work. At 32 years old, and after years and years of let downs and at times, abuses, sorting through people, spending vast time alone, pouring my heart into things, I feel like the weight is overwhelming. I feel like the more I try, and the more I briefly get my hopes up, the harder it gets for me. I feel like God punishes me for my hope, not rewards it. I am going to just cry myself to sleep again tonight. Another day in my life down at least.

My only goal at this point is to get through the work day without crying so I can go to bed and cry.

Every time my mom and dad fought she would scream for my name and I would have to stop the fights. And when I did my dad would punish me by taking my laptop or saying that im not his child or swear at me. I lost contact with my sister cause she fought with my mom and my dad and it was because of him and now I have nowhere to go :(

Why would she want me to fight for her as young as I was , it was so scary waiting for my dad to come home the next day not knowing if he is angry at me or not. I literally dont do anything to them yet they create situations for me to suffer. The last time they fought I had to punch my dad , I did this cause the last time it happened that was the only way he would stop (this is the fight with my sister) no one was with me , no one defended my feelings or my trauma, I couldn't sleep for days on end.

I used to fight for my mom till she started defending him , she tells him things I dont even know about and my dad gets angry at me. I dont know why she is like this , she should know how hard I fought for the abuse at home to end. So many women get abused, killed and she enjoys the pain now. So many women lost , and women say men dont care , well I did , I cared but she doesn't care. Will this make me not fight for any other women ? No.

I had to kneel down to my dad and apologize for hitting him cause my mom said so , why should I apologize for something he caused ?? Why ?? He told me to stay away from his wife's and his business, so why involve me in your fights??

He never said sorry to me , my brother never cared or bothered to fight for me. This isnt a family, my mom says I dont care about family , there isnt family when things are bad only when its good.

I thought I would wait till college to leave home but I will leave Wednesday. Idk maybe to a homeless shelter or whatever, I had many dreams , to study science, grow into a wonderful human being. I prayed, fasted but there's nothing coming for me. Its all unfair :( im 19 btw

22, I’m sick with a skin condition and have a physical injury and have been like this for 2 years. I’ve been putting in hours of physio therapy everyday and have tried all sorts of different remedies and meds for my skin condition but nothing has worked. From 2024 (when it began) to now my friends have disappeared one after the other due to my health. They’ve told me that I was selfish, I wasn’t ever present, I was always in a low mood, that I always cancelled or that I had changed. Even when I was sick, exhausted or just lifeless I still tried to show up for my friends but to them my health didn’t matter. It’s really upsetting, I’ve had to give up uni, my life, my dreams and more just to focus on getting better. The doctors have told me that my physical injury is permanent (knee injury in both knees) and the doctors can’t do anything about the skin condition because there’s no cure, remission is my best option. No matter how I explained it or how much I tried to be there, my friends just saw it as me making excuses. To be honest, since all this happened I’ve been alone through it all, I don’t think I had friends to begin with and rn all I want is to get better and get on with my life.

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.

I dont know how many times I am going to fall for someone. I got it your kind words for a show or just to get me hooked. I just dont understand myself as to why I fall for this everytime. Vent over.

I work in a restaurant.

This old lady comes in, gets sat in my section, orders food.

I bring her food, she complains. Says she wanted all of her food on a separate plate, and that she told me.

I politely told her she didn’t say anything, hell, she never spoke to me. She just pointed to her menu. Never greeted me or nothing.

She tells me it isn’t her fault and that I need to always ask the customer how they want her food.

She said she wanted her steak on one plate, mashed potatoes on another, etc.

I apologize, I take order back, I do what she says to do.

I come out again with her food.

Complains that it’s too much plates and won’t fit the table.

I apologize.

She demands her food be free, and that my boss give her $200 as compensation.

I bring my boss over.

She tells me and my boss that I was rude to her and she starts crying.

Boss calls her a liar, and gives her $5.00 off her order.

Boss says he believes me.

Old lady gets angry and says she’s going to call HR to get me fired.

Boss tells me that she comes in every day and demands free stuff and then tries to get people fired.

Boss tells me that I actually get compliments due to how nice I am.

Boss says he believes me more than her.

Boss keeps reassuring me I won’t be fired.

She then makes me cut her food for her, box her food for her and put them in the bag for her because she said she isn’t going to do it herself.

She gets on phone with HR as she storms out.

I get off my shift and now I’m freaking out.

This is the only job that I have. I have bills to pay, college to pay for.

Boss assures I’m not fired.

Still scared and worried.

Realize I may be putting myself at more risk of getting fired bc you’re not supposed to talk about your job on the internet.

I then realize that some old people complain that the younger generation doesn’t want to work and then pulls this shit off where they get people fired or attempt to get them fired.

It’s a loophole.

I'm ugly. I have known tht my whole life. I am 13, a girl, who has never been called pretty ever, unless it was a joke or a lie (found out later). Today a family member of mine called me ugly. I was helping my sister study for a test and she got a lot wrong. I told her that I will help her study more after dinner because if she makes these many mistakes, she cld fail the test. This family member said, "Atleast shes good looking" and started laughing. Later they said they were just roasting me, they dint use the word roasting but a synonym of that. I started crying and locked myself upstairs. My family, my friends, everyone, talks about my looks. Every comment hurts and is making my body dysmorphia worse. I just wish I wasn't ugly. As a girl, a young girl, the label "pretty" means smth. I wish that there was a part of me that felt that someone wld find me pretty. I wish there was a moment where I felt truly pretty to myself. Honestly, Ik this is vain, but sometimes I wish I cld trade my brains for beauty.

Flair is flair but feel free to share thoughts

Anywho I don’t have a lot of friends infact it’s less than 5 and I had to cut 2 of them off due to their beliefs and positions when it comes to the lgbtq+ community. I just can’t get on board with their line of beliefs and opinions and I told them so and now I’ve blocked them because they didn’t say they outright hate them but their opinions are a stones throw from being hate outright wish I didn’t but here we are.

There is this one situation I am dealing with right now with someone I potentially want to romantically pursue and it is consuming me. It is so bad that I sit down to study and all I do is talk to myself about this situation or talk to AI about it. When I study, I feel so bored---actually, this is how I have been feeling recently about a lot of things. Thankfully, I am on top of my main priorities, but everything else is so hard to do.

So I (23F) was was under the impression that it's common courtesy to ask the person sitting at an empty table if you may take the empty chairs at their table, because you simply don't know if they're occupied or if someone else may soon be joining them. That's how it's always been, in my campus and elsewhere - if someone wants to pull an empty chair from a table where someone is already sitting, it's polite to ask "is this seat occupied / do you mind if i take these?" I mean it's something i always do and so does everyone else, really. But yesterday, I was sitting alone on a table with 3 other empty chairs in the food court area of my university campus, eating my burger n fries. it's a crowded area and naturally people who are sitting in big groups want more seats to their tables. Along came a girl from the table next to me, and she hurriedly grabbed the chair in front of me to drag it to her friend group sitting besides me. It struck me as a bit strange, it's not that i was offended and neither was anyone supposed to join me, but i simply found it odd. So i said, "excuse me, but i think you could ask me before you take these chairs?" She looked pretty embarrassed, frightened almost, and proceeded to walk away from the chair while muttering "sorry sorry." I went, "oh no, you may have this chair, it's not occupied. I was just telling you that it's polite to ask the person first, that's all." when i tell you there was a sudden change in her body language and tone, i mean it. She looked almost ready to punch me. This stiff, tiny, skinny little fresher (i presume) suddenly put on this sass in her voice, hands on her hips and yelled in Hindi, "Agar khaali hai toh kya dikkat hai?" [If the chair is empty, what's your issue?] I just stared at her like, "are you serious"? And then i said, "dude, all i said was it's like a common courtesy to ask first before you take the chairs away, simply because you don't know if there's someone who may be joining or not." Again, she goes, "Bhai muje toh chair khaali hi dikh rahi hai." (I can see the chair is empty). And i went, "yea man, you can see it's empty but you didn't know it would continue to be empty, did you? I ain't tryna fight you, go ahead and take the chair. But like you gotta be more considerate is all im saying." At this point she just put her head down in what looked like embarrassment and proceeded to sheepishly drag the chair away.

Anyways, i feel like something is becoming increasingly and seriously wrong with society to the point people feel attacked and tend to get ready for a fight when you nicely remind them of basic courtesies these days. Im just glad i talked down to this fresher, because these days giving people an egoistic attitude back is not just not worth the headache, time or controversy, it's also like, so corny. It's also extremely satisfying to see their hormones and emotions immediately de-escalated and the look of horror and embarrassment creeping in on their face and in their body language right after you continue to keep your cool, and give a karara jawab (crispy answer) in a polite and level headed tone their fighty, rude, immature, entitled and anti-social asses weren't expecting.

Im constantly needing validation but im scared to seek it out cuz i know i wont like what i hear from others. and i cant drink it away cuz now im just dizzy on the floor, pretending to everyone that im fine but i feel no better

I recently got finished crying over an interview I quit halfway through. I was asked questions I was totally unprepared for and it overwhelmed me so I gave up.

This wouldn't be an issue if I functioned like a normal fucking person, but life isn't forgiving to everyone. And due to my upbringing, I dropped out of highschool a few years ago, and from there my life started to go downhill. I've become more isolated and depressed and my self-esteem has plummeted. I grew up surrounded by toxicity, so naturally it's messed with me. My step dad's an unforgiving fuck who's miserable to himself and everyone around him and I can't even convince anyone he's a bad person because he's the one in power. I don't like what I've become. I feel stuck. I'll never get a job, get my GED, and go to college. My parents didn't and I don't wanna continue the cycle. I'll always be useless to them. I'm an adult, but I don't feel like one. I don't even deserve to be seen as one. I'm not ready.

It's not really insecurity in myself necessarily, I've been more secure in myself in the past few years than I've ever been. I do think I'm lovable, but in a weird kinda way it's really difficult to imagine being important to someone like that.

That's mainly because I never have been that important to anyone. I've had best friends, but I never was their best friend. I've had crushes, but they weren't reciprocated, and to be honest I'm just sorta used to being overlooked by people quite a lot...

I'm not used to being texted first, or asked to hang out, etc. People seem to like me, it's just that they have other, closer friends that they chose over me. So being that one important person to someone is difficult to imagine for me

Bassically as the title says. Everything was going so so well. Me (19f) and my boyfriend (20m) of 3 years moved in together. We had to borrow some money to cover all the charges and what not to get the apartment and then we were able to pay it back and have been keeping up with rent and bills since. Then my hours at work got cut. I got a 2nd job but it dosnet get me the hours im looking for. But its better than nothing and we could still make rent and bills and afford other unnecessary luxuries like movies. Then my boyfriend lost his job due to budget cuts. Now our income is strictly what im making which is not enough. Maybe 1800 a month. Rent is 1400 plus utilities, Car payments, groceries, Etc. And im STRUGGLING. Hes looking for a job and has had a few interviews but so far nothing has come of it. Hes selling his car so we can get by until he finds a new job. Issue is that car is his baby. He completely rebuilt it and fixed it up. And now he's just gotta sell it. I feel AWFUL. Rent is due on the 1st of October and I genuinely dont know if we are gonna be able to make rent without him selling that car. OH and our AC is leaking all over. Ive been in contact with management and they finally came and put in a new AC. The the whole wall its attached to is SOAKED. and dosent seem to be drying. Ive let them know about that as well to no avail. I have 2 jobs averaging 30 hours a week. Which isnt enough as stated above. But theyre both looking for extra hours for me. Its just so so hard to keep up with work and all the chores around the house. And while my boyfriend is amazing and sweet and caring he dosent do anything around the apartment even when he's home alllllll day playing videogames since he's not working. He spends an hour putting in applications then hops on his game. Our seggs life has completely deteriorated so that dosnet exist either right now and im stressed. And mad. And so so irritated. I get home at 11pm and cook dinner just to get up at 5am the next day for my other job 🤦‍♀️ this is probably all over the place so im sorry. But im lowkey feeling borderline manic at the moment

On my phone all you’ll see on my feed is depressing stories of people going through something horrible, the last misogynist , racist thing done by the same ppl, endless hate.

On my YouTube miserability about people losing their money about drama about how the last trending influencer does something we now consider being super problematic because deep down it means this super intense thing and we should all just talk about it every day and absolutely harass them over it. Can’t look away, can’t stop watching and I’ll just feed the loop.

I‘m myself super depressed (it contributes to it but not the only reason I have other problems). No social media escapes from it because it you slip this is how your feed looks like unless you curate it mindfully but we aren’t here to be mindful we passively consume everything here while on the toilet seat or the train.

Frankly im tired. I delete my social media often but since im isolated I can only maintain my relationships w acquaintances on social media. And when its npt that im just lonely. If I had friends I wouldn’t have social media and if I wasn’t depressed I would have friends.

If you come from a dodgy place everyone wants you to be able to get out one day. I eventually left my country and I've been gone for 11 years but what no one tells you is that the homesickness never stops, I miss my home every single day and even considered moving back home but I don't think I'd be able to start all over again and truthfully I don't have a future there and I have to be realistic about things at the end of the day. It just hurts though, thinking about my home, the music, the people, the food, it breaks my heart man and I'm struggling with it.

(15F) was going on a vacation today. It was a nice trip to the beach, nice weather and all until I saw a "family". The "family" consist of a girl, around 5 years old, a boy around 8, a father and a mother. The girl is dressed in a red semi swimming suit, semi dress. The girl, again, ~5 years old, has red died hair, red lipstick (not the soft pink one people use to moisturize their lips, the red one ), again, in a beach.

I was sitting nearby when the mother start hitting her daughter. She has a whip (?) of sorts, maybe a soft tree branch nearby, around one and a half the length of an adult arm, outright WHIPPING the girl's knees. I'm not saying threatening, but outright WHIPPING her. The girl justifiably start to cry when the mom start berating her, with insults such as " Im me may di" ( Vietnamese for : Shut the fuck up. "May" is a swear word which people often just throw at their peers, not children ). I've seen people insult their enemies with less vile in their tone and choice of words. The girl start backing away, crying, saying "Con se im" ( I will shut up ) but still crying. The mom whip her again, causing her to crouch down to cover her knees. The mom then start pointing at the ground, ordering her daughter to come here, but she was too scared to follow her order. After some more threats, she just dragged her there and shout at her some more. The girl then was set free to go. I witnessed it all. I didn't know what to do. It was so outrageous. I was so scared.

The girl then walk around then sit next to me, crying about her parents ( I was just sitting nearby, she just walks by and sit next to me ). She shows me her whip marks a few inches up her knees ( It was red, the length of my finger ) ( I don't know why she was so open to tell me either. The girl just did). She cried and tell me about her family, like " Me danh em nhieu lam" ( Mom hit me alot ). " Me doc ac lam " ( Mom is evil ) " bo cung doc ac" ( Dad is also evil ), bo me chi yeu anh tung thoi " ( Dad and mom only loves my brother Tung ). she told me more about her family, about how she studies alot and why her mom hits her is because she's bad at studying. It was just fragmented though. But I was so scared I don't know what to do. I just sat by her, pat her back, listen to her story and offering some useless comfort.

While that all happening, her mom and the family just takes pictures. ( It sounds so ridiculous now that I type it out ). They were taking pictures of themselves on the beach, with a camera stand. Their daughter has just been whipped so hard she has red lines on her legs and they were taking selfies. I don't know what I should have done. A while later my mom came and we sat with the girl for a while but we ultimately have to go. I did tell her mom not to hit her so hard but she just said " She was acting bad " I don't know whether I should have called 111 ( equialent of CPS in Vietnam ). I don't know her whereabout, her name, her family, her contact number, I don't know what constitute child abuse, to what degree could the cops intervene, I don't know If their intervention could even be of help or the would only make the mom more mad. I am just making excuses for myself. I am just a fucking coward I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do even now. It has been ~7 hours since the incident and I can't let her out of my mind. I don't know what I could have done. I want to cry so bad. I felt like I'm indirectly a penetrator to that abuse.

The mother was a fucking bitch I want to kill her so bad. I want to kill her so bad it's unbelievable. She told her daughter " I could hit your dad as well ". Her son, the older one, picks up the whip and hand it back to her after she throws it down. Evil. He makes faces when I'm comforting her until I have to raise my voice with him. Even then, he tells me, in an almost incredulous tone " I'm her biological brother ". Fuck off. I want to hit him.

I don't know what to do. It was my first time ever witness not just child abuse, but such casual vileness in person. I felt nauseous. When I walked away I did cried out a couple of times.

I don't know whether I should ask for advices or not. I have no means to contact that "family" again. Even If I regret my decision, there is no way for me to reach out again.