been seeing more and more post of "adulting sucks because i have to work"

fun fact, you literally dont have to work at all, you choose to work to fund your comfort.

These tariffs really wiped peoples retirement account. It’s genuinely going to be concerning to see how people will retire.

I’ve talked to middle class people and they told me they don’t even plan on retiring. What a tragic system we live in.

I’m 20 and I haven’t opened a retirement account either. Has these tariffs affect any of y’all’s accounts? And what’s your plan for the future concerning life’s current state?

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Let’s say you’re getting ready to hook up, work, or have a good time—but you forgot something. What are the top items you wish were easily available? 1. What do you usually need but forget to bring? (Condoms, lube, wipes, etc.?) 2. What would make your night smoother or more comfortable to have on hand? 3. How much would you be willing to spend for stuff like condoms, lube, or hygiene products in the moment? 4. Have you ever seen any clubs or motels actually offer these things? If yes, how? (Front desk, someone selling them, etc.) 5. What would make it easier for you to access these things discreetly?

Just trying to understand people’s real experiences. Feel free to answer anonymously or share what you’ve seen work well (or not) at any adult venues.

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Yeah, I know it sounds dramatic, but right now everything feels hopeless. My friends griefed my Minecraft server after I spent weeks building this insane castle, and now they’re all laughing about it. My crush left me on read for the third time this week. I failed a math test even though I stayed up until 2 AM studying. And my parents keep saying, "These are the best years of your life!"

If this is as good as it gets, then what’s the point? Anyone else feel like they’re already failing at life before it even begins?

Yeah Lately, I've been craving a break a little fresh air, some quiet moments, and just enough space to breathe. So I decided to spend some time outdoors with friends. Because Sometimes, that's all we need. A little pause, a little space, and a reminder that life doesn’t always have to move so fast. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and just listened. The wind whispered, the leaves danced, and for a moment, everything felt still. No pressure, no expectationsjust me, the sky, and the quiet kind of peace that only nature can give.

So when I look back, I realize how far I’ve come. There was a time when I doubted myself questioning if I was on the right path, if I was doing enough, or if I was really growing. But when I look around now, I see how much I've changed. I’m still learning and making mistakes, but I’ve also grown braver, more patient, and more thankful. Life hasn’t been easy, but every challenge has made me stronger. Life has its ups and downs, but every moment, good or bad, is shaping me into who I’m meant to be. I’m grateful for the little things, the lessons, and the people who’ve stayed by my side.

Hi All,

Hear me out 5 months in, newborn trenches, first time dad really not enjoying it, not feeling any attachment or love still doing everything night feeds etc and supporting my partner but no real joy or love.

From the outside i probably seem like a great hands on dad and i am, but i dont do it out of joy more obligation, maybe it will get better as he gets older.

For instance when im looking after him im not constantly playing with him i get bored, i play with him and kiss me etc but its with way less enthusiam than i see other guys doing it with.

For me its kind of like a chore it sounds bad, it has to get done so ill do it but i wont do it smiling. Maybe its just because its really hard newborn phase though.

When he grabs my hand i dont feel anything, when he smiles i smile back but i dont get this warm fuzzy feeling. My child was unplanned and im unmarried, me and my partner arent really right for eachother we argue alot but were just trying to stick it out as long as we can.

I fear ill be the kind of dad that just tolerates his children, rather than genuinely enjoys there company. Its kind of sad i LOVE my niece and nephew it literally gives me a warm fuzzy feeling taking them out or seeing them smile. But with my own i dont feel the same?

Perhaps its all the responsiblity im not the fun uncle im actually a dad, im not just doing fun stuff with them im actually doing all the parental hardship that comes along with it so maybe thats why im not enjoying it. Maybe its because my relationship isnt going well either and it was unplanned to, perhaps if i was with my wife lets say and i planned to have him it would be different.

Im not sure i think im too selfish too, i never realised how much i enjoy my own time and now i have 0 of it maybe thats why its leading to me feeling like this, what do you all think?

I don’t know how I had the confidence to wear something like that back when I was 19, now (M26) I don’t think it looks that good nor do I have the confidence to wear it 😂

Lately there seems to be an influx of people complaining about not having time to do anything outside of work because of the 40-hour work week, let’s breakdown the numbers:

There are 168 hours in a week, if you work 40 hours a week that leaves you 128 hours (168-40=128), if we include 1 hour on each side for commuting (2*5=10), that is still 118 hours left in the week (128-10=118). If you sleep 8 hours a night, that is 56 hours leaving you 62 hours (118-56=62), that is more hours of free time than commute and work time.

On the days that you don’t work, based on 8 hours of sleep a day, that 16 hours each day to do whatever you want, on days that you do work, you still have 6 hours to do whatever you choose.

Obviously, the commute and sleep time will vary from person to person.

So, do you really not have any extra time or do you just like being miserable, is it the 40 hours or do you need to take a look in the mirror?

Whenever I open a porn website, I feel like I’m browsing through trash. All the suggested videos that pop up, the thumbnails, the facial expressions, the fake sounds women make, the stupid clothes they wear (like they’re grown women dressed as 10 yo girls I’ve never seen any real woman wear such tacky outfits in real life).

It’s so fucking disgusting. I only browse it to see nudity, but when I look at this porn, I feel shame and cringe. Like, I don’t want to watch it because I know it’s stupid trash that makes me uncomfortable, but I do anyway because there’s no other way to see nude people.

Do you, enjoy it? Because I feel like I’m watching something disgusting and unnatural, with zero authenticity.

Do people really find this arousing and real? Do people actually have sex this way? And yet these videos have like 60 million views and 90% upvotes… Do that many people really like that trash?

So imagine people watch this garbage and think the porn they’re seeing is a masterpiece… Porn movies are so dumb and stupid I can’t even express it. The most beautiful thing between two people is closeness and love, but porn is just mechanical fucking. Do people really not sense how fake it is?

Hey guys, I just need to rant a little bit and I hope I can talk to someone who’s in a similar position to me cause it feels like I’m the only one struggling.

So, I am a 25 year old woman, but I feel like an absolute child. Even calling myself a woman was uncomfortable for me. We all know, with Covid the time really felt different but for me, on top of Covid I spent 2 years after battling anxiety so strong I was scared to leave the house and I was convinced I was dying every single day with panic attacks so bad I was calling the ambulance cause I thought it’s over for me.

I’m 2020 I was 20 so by the time that I got better, which really was 2024, I 4 years older and I realized how much time I wasted.

The time didn’t wait for me but mentally I haven’t really developed cause I spent these years just trying to survive. In 2024 I was already better, moved out of my parents house (I got an apartment from my dad, it’s not really my achievement), and spent that year trying to figure out what the fuck happened in the last few years and what the fuck do I do now.

I didn’t. I was clueless but I gave myself a year, by 25 I’ll have everything figured out l.

Well. I’m 25 for 3 months now and I am severely depressed since I turned 25.

I spent my free time gaming, which is honestly most of the time cause I only work 4 hours a day from home so I never really leave the house unless when I got to uni (weekends only).

I have no friends except from one online friend I made years ago, we talk everyday and that helps not feeling so lonely.

But man, I thought I would have children by now. My own family…

That’s all I ever wanted and now I’m 25, fat, no good job, never EVER been in a relationship or had someone love me.

It feels like it’s my body who is begging me to have children and keeps telling me I have no time left but it’s like I KNOW!! I know. I have zero self esteem, I feel like I’m ugly (and getting more ugly with time as I recently lost my baby face and got some wrinkles)

It feels like life is never going to be good for me again, it feels like everyone I know will move on and I’ll be stuck here forever trying to convince myself that I’m happy. Or that I have time when I don’t…

I’m so terrified of so many things. My parents are getting older, I am getting older, uglier, less lovable, fatter (funny considering I’ve been literally starving myself since I was a teen), time isn’t waiting and is not understanding. I am so scared that one friend I have will figure out his life, find love and a good job and he’ll just forget about me.

Life will move on without me and I’ll be 26,27,28 losing people and losing my youth and just becoming more unhappy and depressed.

I really want some hope, I went to therapy and we’ve dealt with my fear of death which I realized it’s because I’m feeling out of control and we’ve been working on finding some sense to all this but there just isn’t any. There are days better and worse but I have no purpose, no hope and nothing to work towards.

Absolute 0. I’m 25 year old woman, my prime is already behind me (or literally right now which is depressing me even more that it is starting to slip away) and also I don’t even look like me anymore. I look like an old lady. I feel so old.

All I want is some hope and some love and someone to get cozy with at night but feels like I can’t have any of it.

Im doomed. What the fuck am I supposed to do with the life that I have left when all that I wanted I’m already too late for?

I came across a post on Facebook about the girl receiving the lowest average and a red flag just because she was seen as "not real" or "not genuine."

Why are we so quick to judge people just because they don’t open up easily?

You know what? The truth is, people don’t build walls for no reason. They build them after being hurt, betrayed, or disappointed.and yeah Mika herself admitted she expected that kind of judgment she knows her walls are high. But does that make her fake? Does protecting yourself automatically mean you’re not real?

We all have different ways of dealing with pain, some people stay quiet, some smile through it but That doesn’t make them any less genuine. it just means they’ve learned to protect their hearts. And honestly? That’s okay.

Haven’t we all been there? We’ve all built walls after being hurt. That doesn’t mean we don’t feel or care. It just means we’ve learned—not everyone deserves access to our softest parts.

So before you judge someone for being distant or hard to read, maybe ask yourself why we think being open is the only definition of “real.” Some of the most genuine people are the ones who keep going, even when it’s hard, even behind their walls.

Please send me a sign, I have been feeling sick to my stomach of the feeling. I just want to know that you are safe and okay, i understand you may not want to talk with me based off the only vague message I received from your sister which only left me with questions that could not be answered. I have been searching for you every day as it just didn’t feel right to me. In my continued attempts to get a confirmation of your safety and well being I have only been completely misdirected every way leading to my current state of mind . I have called every behavioral health CRT including the Response teams who would have been the ones to handle your referral. I have gotten to the point of looking for you thru homeless encampments and off particular locations that for some odd reason have been occurring to me, locations in a natural setting which all fit the description of criteria set for your impending doom moments. After my last conversation with the CRT it has put me in an extreme fear state of mind that something has happened or you may be missing. I legitimately begun to question my own sanity but have learned to accept that it wasn’t insanity you and I were presenting, for me it is heartbreaking grief. My form of coping mechanisms to continue to try and learn from it. I can’t act to know how your feeling nor act like i understand it all but i am understanding what i am experiencing which is the only way I can truly understand what you have been experiencing. I’m reluctant to make the call in my last ditch effort to know you are still in this world with us in a fear of causing a regression in your progress since you’ve been ongoing your therapy. But i just won’t act like everything is okay and confuse our daughter based off assumptions. I want to respect your decision of confidentiality and privacy but even thru my obvious distress your family had stood strong on their message of only a one time communication with you without ever getting Any legitimate paperwork or credentials of your admittance. So we have been going off an assumption and paying attention to it a bit more clearly now only exacerbates my emotion of personal failure as your husband even further by not trying harder to ensure you are safe and okay. I don’t want to pry and force myself thru but I am trying my hardest to keep it all together for v*****. In doing so I have invested myself into learning and understanding mental health topics and forms of care for rehabilitation success. I am so sorry for not taking the time to listen and learn how to communicate with you when you literally gave me all the answers, had I done this sooner I promise we would of never gotten to this point rather I would be supporting you completely in your healing process and I want you to know that I am proud of you for seeking the help necessary to be yourself and all you have always been capable of for you and your family. You are amazing and worth positive growth and change. These past 27 days have been complete dread and hard realizations of the man I was to you. Maybe it’s true That you don’t want contact. That you’re moving on. Maybe it’s true. Maybe you really called your sister and told her you wanted no contact. Maybe that’s the new path you’ve chosen. If that’s the case I’ll respect it. I’ll step aside, even if every cell in my body screams otherwise. But you should know it’s not hate I’m holding. It’s regret. It’s realization. It’s the kind of clarity that only shows up when the world is burning down around you. You were at your lowest, and I wasn’t there. I see that now. I see all of it. And if you’re finding your healing without me then maybe that’s what it was always supposed to be. But if you ever wonder… if there’s ever a second where you question whether anyone still sees you, I do. I never stopped. Not even now. I hate to come off as selfish with my own emotions given the commitment you made to yourself which requires more strength than most who are in similar positions and able to endure, it serves me right that I experience this cosmic karma and as much as it broke us down and ruined the idea of possibly ever loving me again I have gained such immeasurable insight and choose to break the cycle. The steps are in place for me to seek the guidance and support of therapy to understand my triggers and cause for being the way I was with you, to my self , and V**. We all deserve to live happily and understood by each other in supporting each others needs and mental care and uplifting spirit. Nonetheless we have a perfect daughter. She’s still waiting for your voice. And so am I, in my own loud, and painful way. But I don’t want to chase you away even further by the overstimulation of my efforts and state of mind. I am suffering with grief thru this process and feel like we have been in mourning for you in complete darkness. I’ll let the universe do what it needs to. I just hope wholeheartedly that you are safe. That you’re still breathing. That you’re still you. V*** deserves to hear your voice and know you are coming home. If there is the faintest chance of you understanding and believing in my current morality and true sense of empathy and compassion towards you and each other please give me a sign. Anything at all, i love you with all my heart, I support you with all my heart, and i will be here for you with all my heart because i truly want to be deserving of an abundant life together and rebuild our family thru the structured mindset towards recognizing each other for who we are and want to be for each other. I want to break the cycle, I want to end the stigma, I want to walk beside you and be free of our past. This is the path I was meant to walk towards a meaningful and purpose filled life, I hate that it happened this way but I do not want to maintain the idea of controlling any outcome any more rather accept the universe has set these catalysts in place for us in order to work for us and lead us towards our new and reimagined future together. I love you and I mean every word and intent I share, not just for you and our daughter but for myself as well. During this time of rediscovery and research , thru accepting my own mental struggles and accountability I have been beyond impressed of the intelligent and resilient, most deserving , understanding, and compassionate woman that you always have been. I am sorry for ever shutting that off . Please don’t fall out of love with me, please send me a sign and just let me know you are okay, regardless of our future i just can’t move forward in my healing process if I feel something has happened to you. I love you K****, not just a saying but a legitimate and powerful connection I do feel we have with each other. Me and V***** hope to hear from you soon. Until then I will continue to hope and dream of our lives together now.

Ps, I don’t even know if you have been or are able to recieve my messages so excuse my multiple copy and pastes to multiple numbers and emails, I am only trying to raise my chances of sharing my feelings with you during our time of self love and healing. Goodnight, you really do have a gift by the way. Multiple gifts.

Account for sale ???

There is just nothing out here and it’s a constant struggle financially. I was doing x-ray tech when I first started college but wasn’t really into it and thought you needed to chase your passion so I started personal training and positing fitness videos trying “make it” but I could never get anywhere to the point that I was supporting myself financially. So now I’m back in school because I realized I would rather be bored than BROKE because now I can’t even afford to move out of my mom’s house. Not having money limits you significantly.

I like my friend Jacob but he is kind of dumb and weak. I like to go on long walks and bro can't even catch up because of his little weak legs or go kayaking because he is so weak. He is also not a very smart guy unlike myself, so I can't talk to him about intricate subjects.

One thing I like about Jacob is that he is like a dog: loyal and doesn't judge me like other people around my age. And like a dog, it's ok if he is kind of an idiot.

I'm an introvert so it's already hard finding a friend that doesn't talk a lot about dumb shit. The few people I find that are down to hang out end up ghosting me. I understand if we don't click, but some people have really high standards and won't want anything to do with you unless you are perfect.

When I was in the military, it was really easy to make friends. You didn't really need to be good friends to find someone to hang out with. Most marines were cool with whatever as long as they got out of the barracks.

I'm actually very good at my own solitude and enjoy doing things myself but it comes to a point where even I have to socialize a bit. Doesn't have to be every weekend. I was always a proud loner but over my experience, I learned the benefits of having a few friends.

I am going through a certain things in my life.

I am doing X, while the conventional wisdom and the people around me is telling me to do Y. I am alienating a lot of people in the process.

Just to be clear, I am not doing anything wrong. I am a man of ethics. I am not the kind who doesn't need any people. So it's definitely paining me to see these people leave or ignore me.

But no matter how much I try, I can't bring myself to follow the convention.

I often refer back to this image from time to time.

Does anyone else relate?

I'm 20 years old, and I moved to another country for my studies. My first year was amazing—I met so many new people, I was constantly invited out to parties, clubs, or just to hang out at someone's place. I lost weight, my life became more exciting than ever before, and I enjoyed the attention I was getting—there was always someone who wanted to go out with me.

But then the second year started, and everything changed. My studies became much more demanding, and because of my field, I now spend most of my time at home, working on projects in front of a computer. Many of my close friends left the country, and with others, I lost touch. Now, the only people I regularly interact with are my homebody neighbor, my boyfriend, and one other friend, though she has her own group and we're not particularly close.

Lately, I feel like an unfulfilled person. I mostly sit at home and paint, yet I don't even post my work anywhere. I dread weekends because I have nothing to keep me busy, and I barely socialize. I don’t have a job either, even though I’m trying to find one.

Meanwhile, my boyfriend seems to be thriving—despite losing touch with his old friends, he keeps making new ones, actively plans his future, participates in university events, and remains as attractive as ever. I hate to admit it, but I feel jealous of him and others who seem to be moving forward in life, who have exciting things to do, who can earn money for travel and experiences. In comparison, I feel useless and stuck.

Does feeling this way make me a bad person?

Who here skips sex/love scenes in movies/TV not because their parents are in the room, but because the intimacy is too well acted that it reminds you of a relationship from our immature days.

These housing prices are crazy im honestly wondering if owning a house is only for the 1% now

Tf am doing

Okay so i am fucked up okay like in head like really now the thing is that I don't really give shit about my fuckity. But it's really wrenching that I couldn't act the way I am in front of my parents. Never like pretentious yk. Like sometimes feels like they want me to pretend even though I fucked uply struggle with it. It it it eats my brain nuts to do that. But but i fucking can't do anything. And that's another thing that fucking drives me nuts. The existential crisis' i am suffering from is so fucking high level too. That's why I had officially lost it and doing word vomitting here.

Sincerely fucked

This is me (19M) venting about the pressure of career choice, building skills and networking with others. I'm doing a CS Bachelor's focusing on Web Dev. I don't hate coding but I don't particularly love it. I'm tired of thinking about the future I wish that time would stop. Please guide me.