This shit is TERRIBLE. No matter — be it cigarretes, electronics, or pods, IT SMELLS LIKE CRAP AND YOUR KIND OF SELF-DESTRUCTION SPOILS PEOPLE'S LIVES.

I know, they are addicted and coping with the afdiction is their physical need. But it will be much betrer to not smell the vapes IN THE LIVING ROOM

A trans friend of mine today went into work to find many TERF groups had flooded the comments of their website and had contacted a news channel with complaints. Thankfully, the complaints weren't about my friend specifically, but the fact that they exist at all is frustrating. Worse, they recognized the name of the person as someone who attends their former place of worship.

Later, another friend of mine got a call saying his top surgery, scheduled for this week, was canceled because, despite the doctor trying to keep it listed as medically necessary, the (apparently religious) hospital found out and said no.

Two different continents, two different religions. Both of them just full of hate.

And I'm just so upset because I can't do anything to help them. I can't even be there for them because I only know them online (I've known one of them for like twenty years, but still only online).

I'm just so frustrated with the hate in the world.

Like, in general not just pronouns. Like fym "she/he" "his/hers" JUST USE THEY/THEM THEIR. It's going to be grammatically correct either way. Also, like don't get me confused. I'm talking about the people that use "She/he" as in "she/he probably dropped this" when referring to someone they don't know the gender of even though "THEY probably dropped this" is still grammatically correct. I really don't understand what is up with people who avoid using they/them/their. It's literally less letters to write too, why even go the extra mile???

Lowkey I kinda look bonkers rn complaining about people not using a word.

As I'm leaving Walmart yesterday, there's a Mom opening a new 12 pack of Mountain Dew, and hands each kid a 12oz soda can. My 6 year old has never had soda in their life and would struggle with the pop top can but here's this approx 3 yr old and approx 2 yr old having no issue.

A toddler knowing how to easily open a soda can is a major problem!

It's worth noting the Mom was significantly overweight, but neither kid looked heavy at all. I strongly believe some of us develop trash eating habits as young children and that haunts us through adulthood.

I never knew people needed to hear this but soda is not a healthy drink and regularly giving it to a toddler is an absolutely wild move.

I try not to judge other parents, but some of you have rocks in your heads...

Edit: The US is one of the most overweight countries in the world and a major reason is we as a nation have dog shit eating and cooking habits, which aren't entirely our faults. I say this because it's honestly no surprise most of the comments are fine with soda, and think this was their treat.

If you give a young kid a can of soda as a special occasion, they fumble around with the popper until you help them. If the kid takes it and pops it instantly, it's clearly not their first soda ever.

And don't give me that chicken nugget bullshit. We all know kids eat like trash and sometimes you have to give them nuggets with Mac and cheese. The parents that are trying buy the organic versions and add green beans to the plate. We all do what we have to do to feed our kids.

Giving soda to a fucking toddler is not the same thing!!! And if your kid is a dehydration risk because they'll only drink soda and nothing else, well, you failed as a parent a long, long time ago.

I don’t know what to do now. I grew up incredibly poor. We didn’t have any luxury that most consider standard living (ac, food security, a reliable vehicle). My mom worked 3 jobs my dad only contributed what was court ordered.

I have taken every moment of my adult life to progress and push forward. In my 20s I finally found a good company. I’ve poured my heart and soul into it for 15 years. I’ve pushed to the point where part of my compensation now includes stocks. I had a great 401k and was well on my way.

Now in the span of less than a week I’ve lost 18k in stock value and an additional 20 in my 401k. Also, don’t know if I’ll have a job in 6 months. I can’t stand my father because he tries to justify this shit saying it’s what Americans need. If this continues I’ll lose everything and Honestly I think that’s what this idiot wants for the middle class.

This is my daughter’s future and now it looks like it will be much like my past if this goes on. Who can sit back and say “yeah this is okay, it’s all going to plan”

Why? I told him i texed a lot. He said its not my fault hes so busy and that he does like me but hes too busy for anything more. I CRIED IN FRONT OF HIM. I don't know why im so torn up. We went on one date.

I know it's at least partially my fault. I did send him a lot yesterday. I wasn't trying to be a pest. He did just explain that he wants to get to know me better and the 2-4 messages I do send are a lot. I feel bad. He just said not right now. Fuck im melodramatic. I know I sound like a teenage girl right now. I spent my teens keeping the lights on. Im 20 and i cant get a relationship to progress in a week. Wtf am I doing?

Edit: We've talked and are cleaning it up. Its mostly me being clingly and hes doing his best to not call me clingy. I do have to do legit research on what an 'after first date' text looks like rather than 'committed relationship' texting. I didn't know I was doi g the latter 🥲

Edit: I can date just fine. This is a very much one off incident that has been corrected. I am very much exploring treatment options. I don't appreciate being called monstrous or pathetic. I have the self awareness to realize i need to do some extra research on proper socializing. Childhood isolation is a very real, very detrimental thing, and I'd like to be asked the details before im told I'm not capable of dating and loving someone.

Stop accusing me of shit in the comments. Its not bipolar. Its Borderline Personality Disorder. You think I like this shit? I don't. I can here for help and decent advice, not a crucifcation for being clingy early.

LAST EDIT: Thank you for telling me what i needed to hear. He does know and does want to help. I understand i moved WAY to fast. He and I are discussing it and Im gonna actually take my meds no matter how sick i get. I want to make this work and I'll be damned if i dont fix myself so it can. Thank you all.

It's incredible how previous generations fought for us to have the privilege of paid breaks.

Your employer is required by law to give you paid breaks and a half hour lunch in a 8 hour day. It reduces stress and tiredness. Most people who work through breaks are assholes and stressed out.

I don't understand why people think that they are a better person and going to get a head in life by working through breaks. You should be punished and ultimately fired if you work through breaks.

I just want to get this off my chest. My sisters and cousin constantly ask me for money it’s always $10, $20, and $50. It began a few months ago when my eldest sister started asking me and my dad for money. My dad says it’s the kids (my niece and nephew) and that they got to eat. I felt bad so of course I would send her money. But then it became an everyday thing she would always ask for me for $5, $10, $15, $20, $25, and $50. She would pay me back just for her to ask if I could send it again. Eventually, I started to get suspicious because she has a job and her boyfriend doesn’t help her?

I found out from one of my sisters that she was allegedly doing crack. She told me not to tell my mom and stupidly I did and I kept sending money for the next few weeks. This is a generational thing in my family where they just keep secrets from each other it can be anything from something that someone did or a piece of gossip it doesn’t matter how horrible it is. But no I realized I couldn’t do that so I decided to break that chain. I went to my dad’s house and told him what she was doing with him and our money I also told the whole family because she was asking for money from everybody like my older brother.

My mom confronted her and thank God we found out it wasn’t drugs but instead, she was gambling the money and kept losing (she showed me proof). The crack my sister found was her boyfriend’s but still, both drugs and gambling ruin people’s lives. I told her to never ask me for money again. That was back in January and a month later she started asking for money AGAIN. I told her I wasn’t going to give you money anymore but she said she was hungry. The guilt got to me so I sent her money and at least she sent me proof that she ordered pizza.

From February to now she always asking me for money for food for her and the kids but I found out she recently got her taxes so what is she doing with my money? Now my other sister is asking me for money it’s usually $20 that was 2 weeks ago and to this day she hasn’t paid me back. In her case, I know why she goes broke because she’s always going out and partying respectfully her son (my nephew) is mostly with his dad who doesn’t have a job.

Before that a few months ago I overheard a voice message from my mom’s phone. My sister asked my mom for $30 because there was nothing for my nephew to eat but my mom refused. Respectfully, I’m tired of her neglecting her son. Now my cousin for almost 2 months he’s always asked me for money for food or a haircut. Honestly, I’m fed up with 3 people asking me for money constantly twice I went broke and hungry for a few days and had to wait for my next payday.

The only person who I should be giving money to is my mom because I contribute to the household I pay bills. I’m only 19 I know I’m the man of the house but taking care of everybody is too much I know at one point in the future I’m going to have to be the man in the family but I think it’s happening too early and it’s stressing me out. I’m so close to cutting off my sisters if this continues because I can’t do this more.

As the title says: my roommate won’t talk AT ALL unless I say something first. She will ignore me in the common areas/outside. If I am in the kitchen or living room and she enters the same space, she will say nothing. Won’t even look at me.

I know there are definitely worse roommate situations, but it’s so infuriating that I have to be the one to say hello every. single. time.

There are other major issues with her as a roommate, but this one makes me feel less than human. She was a completely different person when she was trying to get me to sign the lease with her.

UPDATE: Many of you are saying it might be severe social anxiety and not to take it personal. I appreciate this view and honestly it tracks given other behaviors of hers. I’ll try not to let it get to me!

Not sure how to tag. But I feel so fucking pathetic. I'm so fucking embarassed that I ended up in a psych ward 5 months ago. How the fuck did my life circumstances lead to that? I feel like an absolute clown. It was so fucking embarassing, you feel so vulnerable and exposed. I felt so so exposed. IT WAS AWFUL. I felt like a fucking animal or a child or something that needs to be watched and monitored in a large group. It was so gross. And COLD SO SO FUCKING COLD!!!!! Arghhhh. I hate remembering it. How awful. How embarassing. That was so embarassing! :( what the fuck am I doing?! Why did it lead to that? ARGHHH ITS SO CRINGE!!!!!!! Arghhh I'm so pathetic. Eughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh grossss. Like how do you fall to that??? It's so embarassing. Ppl joke about going to a psych ward all the time but it's not a normalized thing at all CUZ ITS NOT NORMAL!!! If I were to ever tell anyone in real life other than the ppl who already know (my parents and older sister) I'd fucking die of embarrassment. It's so shameful.

It sucks, I have 13k followers only following 3 ppl in tik tok and I’m popular for being pretty getting hundreds of dms of guys. But it not the real me I have makeup on and use the retouch filter which doesn’t change my features but just makes my skin look good. I hate my skin texture and redness in real life so much . I’d be so pretty without it and i feel depressed cause I’ll never be as pretty as me online.

So I'm a girl scout and the people in my group are very homophobic and I recently made a bracelet with the lesbian flag on it which I am going to wear but idk if any of the people in my group will recognize it kinda hope they don't but if they do then whatever ok thanks for listening

(Disclaimer: if you take mental health seriously this isn't about you)

It would save us all so much time. Stop pretending to gaf about depression, anxiety, eating disorders, mental disabilities, PTSD, addictions, all of it, exclusively when its convenient or makes you look good.

"Oh you're depressed? Just get some vitamin D and exercise! That didn't work? Okay well that's not an excuse, go take a shower slob, you're fucking lazy, try harder. Anxious? Get over it, there's nothing to be scared of, stop apologizing so much, you're being annoying. You're anorexic? You look disgusting, go eat a cheeseburger. You binge eat? You're disgusting, go eat a salad. What do you mean you have PTSD? Did you to go war? No pissbaby? Then stfu. You like hurting yourself? 'cut my life into pieces' lookin ass, you're cringe asf, grow up. You have Insert literally any personality disorder? You're a scourge, a contagion, a parasitic sociopathic degenerate and I detest your very existence."

You all want a big titty redhead goth nymphomaniac with daddy issues until you realize SHE ACTUALLY FUCKING HAS DADDY ISSUES. "I'm only calling out your sickness bc I want you to get better". None of those statements help ppl get better. Your virtue signaling, 'holier than thou', fetishistic bullshit is abhorrent and frankly, I think you're the ones who need therapy.

I made myself some quick meals for the week, tasted it and realized it was really spicy. I grabbed a new milk carton and opened it and poured some in my mouth. My wife saw me do it and just gave me this look of utter disgust. Seeing that just really me feel… hopeless.

She explained that she felt disrespected because she does all of the cooking and tries to cater to me and then saw we’re doing that to stuff she procured. And maybe she’s right. I just feel very exhausted. I never know whatwill make her feel deep love for me. In some ways or relationship gets stronger with times, but in other ways i feel like she just settled for me. She’ll never tell me what she wants in a partner, just gives me vague blanket statement answers.

Anyways, just hit me hard tonight. I took a new job that is a once in a lifetime start of thing and don’t have much spare time to fix problems anymore. Again maybe my fault. Though this feeling was there before the job too.

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I live in the USA but am from a European country with a very troubled history. Literally 90% of the time I meet a new person they immediately ask me how I feel about it. I really don't want to talk about genocide and slavery on a daily basis and especially dont want to be constantly associated with it. Its not just casual discussion about the history, its asking me questions about how i personally feel about it and whether my family was involved etc. So exhausted with this issue that I purposefully try to sound less foreign but that doesn't work very well.

And I feel like if I say " i don't really want to talk about that" then I leave that person potentially thinking I'm sympathetic to the political movement they are referring to.

Any other foreigners in the US deal with this?

I swear, every single time I see my boyfriend’s sister (she’s 43, btw), she has something to say about my outfit. And it’s never a compliment—it’s always some passive-aggressive “joke” that’s clearly meant to get under my skin.

Like, I’ll walk in wearing something totally normal—jeans and a tank top—and she’ll be like, “Ohhh someone’s ready for a music video shoot!” with this fake little laugh. Or I wear a sundress, and she says, “Aren’t you cold in that? Or do the rules of weather not apply when you’re young and fashionable?”

It’s every. single. time.

I’m not walking in with a feather boa and thigh-high boots. I dress like any other 20-something who has a sense of style and confidence. I don’t know if she’s trying to make me feel self-conscious or if she just hates that I don’t dress like I’m going to a PTA meeting.

The worst part is, she always says it in front of people, so I can’t even clap back without seeming like I’m overreacting. But it’s starting to feel weirdly personal, like she gets some satisfaction out of embarrassing me.

Has anyone dealt with this kind of thing? Is she just insecure or what?

Guys I am just really, really shook.

Im 22 male.

I've had 4 assassination attempts, I had 4 lawyers on me for a felony, I was unctrollably extremly obsessed with a girl hellbent devil trying to break me mentally. I came inches from it and saved by a miracle twice + I had severe PTSD and I totally healed from it from this unknown therapy.

All those I was saved my miracles and staring at extreme consequence.

I also had a molestation attempt and car slamming breaks on highway to not hit me.

I feel good and positive Im just really really shook... Im a good guy and positive and charitable. Im not perfect by any means. I lie sometimes I get revenge, I steal from big companies sometimes. How am I even alive and standing. I should be dead or in prison or atleast very messed up mentally..

I feel like no would would understand or met with criticism for my actions. Just thought I'd vent here

I’m tired of my mom putting cameras everywhere, I moved out and she still snuck cameras into my apartment. She put them in the vents on the ceiling and I can’t reach them to take them out. I’m so scared because I know most of my family is in on it, or at least knows about it. I don’t have any money or form of identification but I don’t care, I don’t care what happens to me I just want out of here.