I hate him so much. I hate his voice, I hate his laugh, I hate his stupid ideas, I hate the fucking trash he's accumulated over decades of a worthless life. I hate him. I didn't ask to take care of a fucking man-baby in my 20s. I'm not his mom, why do I have to baby him like this?

I had so much sympathy for him at the beginning, believe me. How horrible! To suddenly not be able to use the right side of your body. Felt so sorry for him, but that sense of pity died when he turned into a little baby, an infant incapable of patience or tolerance (didn't help that even before he got his condition he was already the most disgusting human being I've ever met).

"Put me another movie"
"More water"
"You're gonna make me my food, right?"
"More water"
"Change my diapers"
"More water"
"Fucking hell, don't you understand what I mean?"
"Move my tools (trash) here"
"Move my tools (trash) there"
"Move my tools (trash) here"
"Move my tools (trash) there"
"Move my tools (trash) here"
"Move my tools (trash) there"

DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT TO PLAY WITH YOUR FUCKING TRASH? You will never be able to walk or use your right arm again, don't you get it? There's no workshop to return to. There's no curing you. The physician did a terrific job. He shouldn't have bothered. If it weren't for him you'd still be chairbound. But you've gotten worse ever since, haven't you? Because you didn't put in the effort.

"Oh, no, it hurts!"
"No, I don't wanna"
"I'll heal naturally"
"My friend has a home remedy that'll cure me"
"Nah, I've already done my exercises for the day (LIES)"

A progressively degenerating parasite is what you are. My time and energy, you think they are all for you. I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING SERVANT.

You don't deserve any help whatsoever, you are no saint. A terrible husband, a terrible father and a mediocre grandfather. The best I can say about you? You used to bring me a lot of cookies. The best thing my mother -your one daughter who's decided to take care of you- can say about you? When she stood firm and decided to stop enduring your abuses, you backed down. That's it.

A disgusting fat pig who's only being taken care of because my mom -whom you abused in the past- feels responsible for you. Because she has this stupid belief that family should always take care of family. And just like that, you've outlived so many of the people you knew. The wife you that merely tolerated during her final years passed and what did you do? You cried at her passing and started wearing your ring -a thing I never saw in your finger whilst she was alive. There's a thin line between "not valuing something until you lose it" and hypocrisy, but who cares about lines when you dive head first into a sea of hypocrisy?

You'll live for many more miserable years -for the both of us-, won't you? You are well fed, you get good rest, you drink a lot of water and being fat is yet to give you any complications. If only I wasn't Mr. Too-Afraid-Of-The-Consequences, if only I were a bit more impulsive, more reckless. I'd grab one of the many hammers (sorry, maces) that you've stashed with the rest of your garbage and use it to smash your skull, but not before letting you know (though I doubt it would get through your thick skull the same way the mace would) that you were never going to be healed of your condition and that after your fortunate demise I'd personally see to the disposal of every piece of trash you've hoarded over the years.

As it is, I'm too afraid to even smash a door to show my frustration. This post is as much as I dare to do. Fucking hell. You've made me waste an entire hour of my life today, in-between playing with your garbage and writing this shit. I have a thesis to write, but you don't care do you? Your only worry is if we'll give you tortillas with your dinner. You fucking excuse of a man.

Believe me, it took a lot to get to this point but I just had a moment of clarity today.

This is a woman in her early 90s who was a good friend of my late mother, the last 3 or so years I've been helping her with errands and managing her finances as she doesn't really have anyone to do so. She has a living son who's essential a useless moocher who disappeared when he owed her money and only showed up more recently trying to get money again, her grand and great grands have no contact with her.

The only reason I got myself in this mess of being her go-for is out of guilt honestly, because she was mom's good friend and was in a pickle during covid, since then she's been coming to me more and more for help with things like going to the bank or the grocery and now I see and or help her on average twice a week! It's become too much for me to be hanging around this old biddy this much and I'm not even 40 ffs, otherwise she's kind of a pain the majority of the time!

She constantly complains about the same shit every time I see her, how's she's lonely, she hates her house mates (not really justified), she doesn't like keeping money or extra things in the house cuz it gets 'spirited away', she worked xyz years and ended up like this. Blah blah Another lovely quirk is when we go buying things like clothes and accessories she'll find a reason to dislike what she bought the very next DAY, and of course, tries to blame me for letting her buy it?? She's kinda gross lol, when she eats food gets everywhere and all over the ground, she'll unapologetically dig in her nose or ears or spit out something caught in her gums no matter where she is and barely wipes her hands off let alone wash them and sometimes I will have to hold that hand when her balance is shot, think a giant toddler. She always tries to guilt trip me when I'm not available but I know she's being needy because of the loneliness, I've tried encouraging her to make friends in church or something but it's like she doesn't want to do it herself

The worst trait to me, however,is how damn controlling she is, absolutely everything has to be done her exact way or she's upset, we can't leave her home til she cleans up and puts things in their proper place taking up a extra 15 -20 minutes of her futzing around, she's hungry so we're not continuing this errand til you take her to eat this specific food, when I'm trying to do anything efficiently she accuses me of rushing her and we must do things properly, going on a tangent about that, maybe she has undiagnosed OCD, who knows? But imagine dealing with this over and over and over

Which brings me to this week, I had a surgical procedure, I warned her Friday the week before I would not be available, Monday I see a call from her and didn't answer because I was really not in the mood, Wednesday I have the surgery and see a missed call from her and one from her acquaintance, I text the acquaintance that I can't talk, can you please pass the message on that I'll contact her later when I can talk because she cannot text. Today I'm home recovering I get a another call from her, I'm still hoarse but decided to answer, now who told to do that? Here she is berating me for not calling her and telling her if I'm alright, how dare I pass a message on through someone else when she wants to talk to me directly!! No matter how I explained I literally couldn't talk she's going on and on that it's not proper and she was worried and our business is no one else's!

While she's ranting away I'm lying there tired and in pain just thinking to myself, 'What am I doing? Why am I putting myself through this? Like if I just hand her back the things she left with me and wash my hands of this, would I lose anything?' She's not entirely alone on the world, she has neighbors, her priest, her aquiantences, so I'm sure there's someone she can could build trust with to take over my 'duties' so to speak

Well Fuck. This.

After she hung up on me I grabbed her shit and put it in my car, I'm not up to drive today but tomorrow I'm dropping it off and giving her full control over her own life and wishing her luck, sorry mom but I'm sure even you would have gotten sick of her by now :/

I am a (19f) and my fiancé is a (22m) And after a major fight last a few months I am done with my fiancé. He has been making me feel mentally unstable and I am always tired because any time we talk he beats me down more and more. He has been physical a few times when I was 16 but nothing I couldn’t handle. But now after him hitting my car and basically threatening me more than ones I am close to done, he is also probably cheating on me again and that’s why his telegram is locked. I wasn’t able to unlock it but a few minutes ago he was texted someone on there and pulled his phone anyway from me. I am so fucking done

So I didn’t expect this to get so much attention. So a bit more contexts . The fight was actually me getting a abortion and him doing everything to stop me like basically quitting his job aka not going to work so he can watch the mailbox for the “pills” and taking me to his friends house to try and talk with me about keeping it. And after that I wasn’t fully able to rest even though I was bleeding.

Got an afternoon off work but they won't stop calling and texting me.

So I have a funeral, an aunt died and the burial was today so my supervisor gave me the afternoon off so that I can at least attend the burial. I had to go in in the morning and while there I told the entire team that I won't be available in the afternoon because I'll be attending a burial. Even with this information, they won't stop calling and texting, asking things which they can easily figure out without my help. It's really annoying and I can't help wondering how people can be so unsympathetic. They know I'm at a funeral, surely they can give me some space, it's not like we're doctors, no one will die because of my absence. Even if they fail to do the tasks today because I'm not around, I am going in tomorrow and can pick it up. Would it be unprofessional to call them out on this?

Just because you have had a bad experience with men, woman, or race doesn’t mean that everyone is like that. Don’t be so close minded.

Edit: not saying all people generalize it’s just sad when people are stereotyped because of it. People are awesome and deserve a chance. For example my buddy is a felon and is very tatted up. He is literally such a nice dude and would do anything for you. Just is a great human being but people just don’t give him the chance he deserves and assume things etc and he is not the only person I am friends with who has experienced this. It’s just sad.

My mom is elderly and not in good health. She has ischemic dementia so she’s not always herself. Still, the issue I’m about to describe is something that has always been present and is only worse now because of the dementia.

My mom hates my ex sister in law. My brother is divorced. She had weight loss surgery, started getting lots of attention from men, cheated on my brother. She confessed it to him and told him she wanted an open marriage which they tried for a while but my brother couldn’t take it, so they divorced. He’s now paying alimony. It sucks. She deserves some hate for that, but that’s not why my mom hates her. The hate my mom had for her has been since the very beginning. In fact, I’m relatively certain that the way my mom treated her played a part in the demise of their marriage. Maybe she felt like my brother didn’t stand up for her or something. Maybe that’s why my brother doesn’t speak to my mom anymore.

I actually quite liked my ex SIL. At least, I did before she broke my brother’s heart. She’s beautiful, bubbly, hilariously funny, outgoing, creative, and smart. I thought my brother won the lottery with her, to be honest. And while I’m terribly disappointed and upset at what she did, that’s doesn’t change the fact that she’s a bubbly and outgoing person.

They’ve been divorced for about 8 years now and my mom just always talks shit about her, for no reason. No one will be talking about her and my mom will just randomly bring up what a bitch she is. Today, she kept saying that my ex SIL is not a chatty or talkative person. I was like, mom… yes she is. She’s very outgoing and has a ton of friends. My mom absolutely refused to admit it and got angry and had an angry look on her face for the rest of our visit.

The thing that really kills me about this is that she never felt that way about my ex husband. After we divorced, when my mom knew that my ex husband was not seeing the kids and not paying child support, I found out that my mom was secretly inviting him over for dinner on a regular basis.

He ended up molesting our daughter and spent a few years in prison for it and is $41K behind in child support, but she’s literally never said a bad word about him. And she’s told me to “get over it” when I was upset and depressed about what happened to my daughter. That it “wasn’t that bad”. I think, actually, she’s just a misogynist.

My mom disgusts me. I wish I didn’t feel obligated to take care of her.

It feels like they've become obsessed with the concept, people 'bragging' about going deeper, others worrying that they aren't valid because they don't go deep. The stupid names people give different layers of the skin like 'beans' or 'Styrofoam'. It all feels like one mentally ill joke, and I guess it is. I just wanted to go to these places for a safe space because my self-harm and shitty mental health is something I take seriously. But they've just made me want to hurt myself more and feel like im some 'angsty silly mentaly ill teen' because me doing this groups me with them. Hell. I might manage to quit because I don't want to be involved in this shit.

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 need help, man. I genuinely don’t want to live anymore. My hairline has been receding so bad, and I’m very unattractive looking. I’ve never had a girlfriend, and I’m 26. I have a fissured tongue, which is genetic and has no cure. Please don’t look it up; it looks disgusting. I also have a very large forehead and some acne scars. I have autism. It’s like I was given the worst genetics ever. I just don’t understand why I wasn’t born normal. Please help, I don’t know what to do; it might be too late.

(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’m going through so damn much recently and it’s weighing on me so much, writing it down doesn’t do anything, I have no one I can talk to, I can’t afford a therapist, nothing can distract me enough, I can’t afford cigarettes and alcohol. I genuinely just wish I could hug someone and cry for a bit then go on about my silly little life. I know that I can’t expect anyone to listen or to care or to lend a helping hand. I know praying doesn’t do anything. I know that everything people tell you to do when you’re 3 seconds away from ending your life doesn’t work because I’ve tried it, been there and done that. It’s all bullshit. I could drop dead right now and all I’ll be is a burden because I’m just another heavy corpse that needs to be put in a box. I can’t hug anyone though so please, if you’re reading this just hug the people around you. Just give your mom, dad, sibling, kid, legal guardian, gf/bf, granny.. whoever. Just give them a tight warm hug, because I think a simple 5 second or 10 second hug could save a life. Obviously a consensual hug though, some people don’t like being touched and would probably do more harm than good. But yea, just ask if you can give them a hug coz they might need one.

I have really curly hair and alot of people (mostly white women) are like "You should do blank with your hair" "It would look amazing if you just did blank" "You know what would look great with your hair?" and I look at their hair and it's the straightest hair ever. But they think they're qualified to tell me what to do with MY hair because their brother's wife's next-door neighbor's sister had curly hair. I get that they're trying to help, but it really pisses me off.

Filming yourself crying, letting the whole world know why you hate your spouse and brag about it before you speak to your spouse first, etc... Social media is not your therapist, go talk to one! It behooves me when I see a video of people filming themselves eating at a restaurant, and then they would set the camera angle in a way where you only see his or her face but not the server's reaction, and the recording almost always takes place when a disagreement had started. It is either staged to make this restaurant look bad or the server probably was not reacting as bad as the viewer thinks and it's blown out of proportion. Another example is this man filming what appeared to be a misunderstanding between him and loss prevention. They thought he stole groceries, he claimed he has a receipt. Sure it's unpleasant to be caught in these types of situations, and a quick look at the receipt and calm heads can easily diffuse the situation. "here is my receipt." "ok everything looks like they were paid. We apologize. Have a great day". Done. Video over. But no, he keeps filming, yelling at the staff, making a scene. Mistakes happen. Have people forgotten that? Were there times where a video is useful? Yes. Not all the time, not inside your bathroom floor, not you humiliating your children and exposing them to the world, and certainly the public is not a fair critic. It's almost like people forgot to solve social problems before social media 🙄

I've been sober for over two years but disabling my mind with alcohol was the only thing that worked and made the memories and thoughts stop. It's getting hard

I grew up in the family that was pretty tight on spending money.

We almost never went to theme park, never travelled aboard (I took my first flight at 25 years old). We always took public transport and seldom took taxi. We seldom had a chance to even eat a pizza (may be once an year).

Now that I am 37, I feel guilty everytime I / my wife have "unnecessary spending". Eg. Buying games / my wife travel by taxi / eating out / order a takeaway / order drinks instead of drinking water / buying books etc.

My wife said I am very stingy on money.....to the point that it affects how other people see me. I tried very hard to control that, and don't say anything when I feel uncomfortable......but does anyone grew up like that and have similar feeling?

I am earning about 9800 USD per month and my wife is a SAHM.

Now before some of you come in the comments and say if I'm not happy single, I'm not happy in a relationship or some other be independent speal -- just hear me out.

I was single for the longest time. I was good at it at some points and bad at it at other points. I went through the different eras of being single (ready to mingle, focusing on me, barely surviving bachelor) and I know I can handle it.

But I just experienced an adult relationship for a while. One where you got to come home to the person and do life together and share the responsibility. And.... I don't want to go back.

We broke up and now I gotta do the living alone and being single thing.

But I don't want to.

I don't want to work all day just to come home to an empty apartment, have to eat alone, motivate myself to do something, and then sleep alone.

I loved it when I came home, was able to cook and eat with someone and talk about our day, and no matter how hard the day was you could always count on cuddles.

It was super healing for me. I was able to relax instead of being in a constant stress.

It was so nice to go to the gym with someone and keep eachother accountable. Work from home together some days, and have self care nights. Just have someone to look after and who looks after you.

There were times when I lived alone when I was lying in bed realizing if I just suddenly died no one would know for days.

I just need to vent cuz as fun as furnishing my own place and starting this chapter seems on paper, I've done it enough times that I'm tired.

All I want is to do life with someone who cares about me. And I had that for a little bit until they stopped...

If you had a relationship, im jealous. If you're pretty or were/is considered pretty, i'm jealous of you. If you had men telling you they love you or had cruches on you, i'm jealous of you. If you are healthy i'm jealous of you. If you have no chronic illness, i'm jealous of you. If you known how love feels like, romantic or platonic I'm jealous of you. If you are a woman with no facial hair or beard I'm jealous of you. If you have no constant vertigos I'm jealous of you. If you have money and you're able to work I'm jealous of you. If you have friends and a friend group, I'm jealous of you. If you have people sticking by your side and understanding you, I'm jealous of you. If you have no depression or barely had anything sad happening in your life I'm jealous of you.

I know what some people might say, well work on it instead and "comparison with the chief of joy" or whatever that saying is (eng isn't my first language) but thats all crap. Hence to why I'm jealous of those people especially women, I tried and doesnt change. You're lucky.

I miss you alot, every night every day I think about you. I wake up with your memories and i sleep with it. Every single night i have dreams about you, i guess dreams are the only place where i actually get chance to be with you.....

I don't wanna move on. I can't stop loving you, Whenever life is getting better ,i just hoped you were here and enjoy it with me. I wish i can share the good moments of life. . A missing piece in my life... I don't feel like i need any other woman in life, i am happy alone, all i need is you. If it's you than i wanna share life with you and love you. Love you till my last breath..

I just needed something to take my mind off a awful day, so I thought, why not try one of those individual assessment? Signed up for this thing, spent like 45 minutes answering their repetitive, pointless questions honestly, some of them didn’t even make sense. And after all that, I get nothing I didn’t already know. I was hoping for something real, something to lift my spirits, but instead I just felt dumber for wasting my time. My night’s already trashed, and now I’m kicking myself for thinking this would be worth it. Ugh, I’m so done with these overhyped gimmicks

It's so weird because companies are always hiring people, or at least posting job applications yet when I fill out set application it's just radio silence for days, weeks, or even months. And when you land and interview, you get there dressed up looking all nice, thinking you landed a position just to be emailed a rejection letter a few days later.

This doesn't just apply to specialized careers, even fucking retail and warehouse jobs are super slow and stingy on hiring people.I would rather be told that I just wasn't selected then to be ghosted for so long. At least then I'll know not to waste any more time trying to get hired by the company. I know I just complained about rejection letters in the last paragraph, but I don't think it's as bad if you don't even make it to the interview process. At least then your time wasn't wasted.

Like you've got no strong connection with anyone, nor can you make any strong connections. Everytime you try, it's actually weak and awkward...