Like Jesus Christ if I could never deal with myself I would be so happy. I’m sick of my thoughts, I’m sick of my feelings, I hate the dumb mistakes I made. My god, anyone else feel like this?

Oh YES!!! Hallelujah! I feel like a curse has been lifted! The sun is shining brighter! Music is sweeter to my ears! I have Covid but I suddenly feel like I could jump up and dance

In honor of this incredible news, I will now list the 8 perks of this exciting update

PERKS

1. Never again will I have to hear my manager brag about how everyone wants to have sex with him (they definitely don’t)

2. Never again will I have to give my shifts to my manager because “he wants more money” (me too! We all do!)

3. Never again will I have my manager yell at me to “get the FUCK over here” in front of a customer, or listen to them yell at customers because they wanted to close 30 minutes early

4. Never again will I have to hear about my managers sex life in excruciating detail

5. Never again will I have to do an entire shift by myself while my manager smokes weed and goes out to buy sushi for themselves (which they will loudly complain about the flavor of while I bust my ass)

6. Never again will I have to hear my manager tell disturbing stories like flashing their gun at a group of kids, or letting their dog maim and kill another dog at a dog park (and leave without telling anyone)

7. Never again will I have to fix my managers mistakes that they made while stoned out of their mind during a rush

And most importantly!

1. Never, EVER, again do I have to listen to them talk about themselves and how “incredible” they are for 8 hours straight!

Oh,

And I can finally get shifts again! I used to work 5 shifts a week but because of him I had 2

Now I get them back!

Glory glory hallelujah!

I just learned that I won a giveaway from an official goverment organization and as a 27 old guy I am truly happy to finally achieve one of my dreams. I will let my parents have the house. Since I was a child they have been applying every giveaway thats been going on and their only goal was to get rid of rent and have their own house. I felt truly powerless knowing that I am living in a country which doesnt have middle class people anymore due to shit economy. I couldnt do anything significant knowing that how much I could work, I would never be able to achieve something as big as a house. I am in tears to do this for them.

Just to make everything clear, it is not a free house but a significantly cheaper then a normal house price. To give you a clear point a big sized apartment costs 3M (dont think of it in USD or EUR) and this house I am getting is 850k.

Good things have been happening to me for a year, got a great job a year ago and now this, cant be happier more than this. Dont know how to share my excitement with you guys but I just wanted to share my feelings.

Hope is everyone having a great day as well

I took a nap this afternoon and in a haze went into my elderly dogs room to check on her and she wasn't there and I started to cry. I keep thinking throughout the day for just a second I need to look around the corner for her but to completely forget while sleepy freaking hurt.

She seemed peppy on her walk yesterday, I wish i took her longer. We woke up to her falling at 4am and found her breathing heavy and not looking right. We woke everyone up and stayed with her and within in an hour she passed. At dawn we dug a hole in freezing weather. She is over a 100lb and it took three of us to carry her and i hated seeing her that way. My other dog looked confused and I don't know if he understands.

Last night I was so happy about life and finally feeling out of my depression. I had lost my friend to suicide in summer and my uncle to heart attack in fall. Both caused fear of my mortality and yet not believing my life will get better. I can't take anymore death. I don't want to go back to a dark place. I miss her so much and I'm scared.

Edit: I didn't expect so many comments, thank you all for kind words, I know many people experience this with their own pet and know the loss. For me her passing was the first major death of a close pet (not including farm animals) and was present for while it happened.

This first day waking up a morning without her was the biggest pit of pain in my chest, but luckily I had a weekend class to force me out of bed otherwise i wouldn't have gotten up at all today. My brother didnt get out of bed until we had a family dinner. At dinner, my family shared puppy photos of her and decided we are going to plant flowers and a tree this spring on her grave to honor her.

In case some were wondering why she was so heavy, she is a giant malamute and she actually lost a lot of weight.

How do I fully move on from a friendship that is clearly dead?

I’ve been denial this whole time, but my friendship is dead. We’ve been friends for 11 years now but the past year she been MIA. I call and text her a few times to see what going on and I would rarely a get a response from her. I’d text her and it’ll be weeks until I text her again and then MAYBE she’ll response which turns into another few weeks till I get a response. She tells me that when she goes through her mental health moments she rarely in the mood to talk, and I dunno if she’s just saying that or she means it.

Either way, I’m tired and quite embarrassed that I’m forcing this friendship. I dunno if it’s the fact that she’s over the friendship with me cause I don’t live in the same country as her.

If I’m being honest I like the idea of having a best friend better than what we have going on right now, which I why I try to spark it again. She rarely replies to my text if ever, and I’d be damned if I get a callback.

I want to accept that its dead but how? What should I do?

Mine was two years ago, when I decided to plant sunflowers, alone, in the warm pouring down rain.

i’m so fucking alone🙂

Seriously, why does every smoker I know seem to have crazy mood swings? One of my buddies in my class at school is a heavy smoker and it’s always so obvious when he’s overdue for a cigarette because he goes from being the loveliest guy to being just this stressed out angry person. I was trying to help him with something in class today and he just snapped on me and started going off so I told him to go have a cigarette and then I just left. I wasn’t taking that shit on a Friday afternoon. It’s not just him though. Just about every smoker I’ve ever known is like this, my dad included. People shouldn’t just be forced to tolerate these behaviors from smokers. If you want to be a crazy mess and inhale a fuckin factory chimney the rest of your life then get the fuck out of my sight, because I have no patience for you if you’re gonna be a nicotine-deprived fuckhead.

I am a male.

I agreed to go out with a “friend” to an event because they didn’t know anyone going to this event. I had no interest in going initially, but agreed for the sake of being a good person and accompanying them. I think the message upfront was clear that it wasn’t a date.

This person wouldn’t stop touching me, and was a bit too touchy with my other friends and it made me uncomfortable. I had a miserable time, but didn’t want to ruin the person’s night, so I faked an illness. Probably should’ve been upfront.

I’m done agreeing to things for people because I feel bad or feel pity. I’d rather feel the discomfort of having a difficult conversation than going though a miserable experience like that again.

I am constantly doing things that are detrimental to my health,my intellectual disability prevents me from learning. I keep expecting things to be different and i am always getting the same results that's the definition of insanity or stupidity.

I don't want to brag or curse myself but i have an okay amount of money saved, and so does my gf. Were in a flat costing £400 each and we are in credit with our bills. It just feels so easy that we dont have to worry about anything and we can live even for a little while.

I dont spend my money much but ive been eyeing up a 2tb m2 drive for the longest time (and if anyone has any/ where to find holiday deals lmk).

Just having some money in the back really does pay you in peace of mind.

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I’ve been so tired of everything and everyone for so long. I’ve hit rock bottom. I feel so melancholic and exhausted all the time. Tomorrow is my birthday and I’m tired of all of it. I just want people to stop caring and leave me alone for good. I don’t wanna know about people’s lives anymore. Just wanna rest in my bedroom and sleep for 5 days straight. I’m just so fucking hurt and traumatized, I can’t describe it well with words. I feel sadness in my soul. I just wanna give up on everything. So I can rest and maybe one day heal.

It's been a week since now i'm starting to suspect its something, idk, i cant pin it.

But here's whats up, since last week ago, i started noticing how everytime during the after noon, i started to feel drowsy dizzy like and thought its "oh it's allergies" but idk, its been wayyy to presistent.

I'm going to setup a doctor's appointment soon, i wannna what you're guys thoughts are on a break.

Also could it also be because i was sad from a breakup which it could be why i'm just been forgetfull or dizzy ?

Thank you and please help!

I made a post asking questions because I want to take photos of myself at this famous place and everyone gave me backlash in the comments.

Saying stuff like nobody wants to see my cringe unoriginal selfie, obvious sarcasm like wow photos here are so rare, nobody ever takes photos here, etc.

All I want are photos of me there so my future generations have something to look back on. I have photos of my grandparents from their vacations that I cherish and love. That’s what I want for my grandchildren to have one day with the photos I’m planning on taking.

I’m fine with bugs like moths, any kind of beetles, larvae, even the big behemoth demon looking moth in Australia but spiders and centipedes scare me so bad. It’s kind of weird because I held a tarantula at this butterfly pavilion and I was fine with that but any other spider scares me. And centipedes are just really really scary because of their amount of legs and how long they can get.

And what I find so "that's so dad of you" is that he has no reason to be.

Both of my parents gave me so much crap for having longer hair when I was in HS (I'm a guy) always saying "a guy looks better with a buzz cut"

But my dad had massive LONG hair up until his late 20s like wut? Lmfao

Then both of them are giving my sister crap because she wants a helix piercing but hey guess what? MY DAD HAD EARRINGS WHAT LMAO

Then dad again is giving me crap for getting a half sleeve tattoo but again, all of his sisters have at least one tattoo and one of my aunts has like 10? Tattoos

Okay I get my mom being told fashioned, she's been closed off since birth but dad? Nahhh

Its the classic story you hear, someone gets cheated on and they change for the better. They work out, they become successful or at the very least they find a new partner that they form a stronger relationship with.

not in my case

Everything has only gotten worse since my fiance cheated on me 3 years ago. I wanted to become something better after it- yet ive made No career progress, had no successful dates since nor any interest, lost friends, and made no change to my physique.

i’m over here still trying to find any sort of growth, meanwhile shes now happily with the person she cheated with who is extremely successful.

all ive learned is the cruel reality that recovery isn’t always possible, and relationships founded on cheating don’t always fail.

It's such a stupid thing to be happy and excited about. She's my best friend of almost 9 years. Between the both of us, it's so difficult to find a weekend to hangout especially spending the weekend at the others house. I work in retail so my weekends are always filled with working. She has a son and every other weekend he goes over to his dad so it's hard to have weekends align perfectly.

I invited her to come over next Saturday and Sunday so we could hang out for my birthday but just also chill together. She said "Yes absolutely I will be there even if I have my kid. I'll have him stay at his dads." I felt so happy that she said that. I felt.. loved.

She told me today that she wanted to come over on Friday and stay until Sunday. I cried. I was so fucking happy that she said that. She never asks me to hang out or plan anything (really because of our schedules). So when she said that I was so fucking happy.

I'm so excited now.

It's been two years since any of my friends reached out to me and asked me to hang out; let alone do something she just did. Wanting to come over a day earlier than planned.

I have two friends who've I always ask to hang out and something would always come up last minute or they'd say no or if all three of us did hang out, I was always pushed to the side. This came to the point where I stopped asking since October of last year. Did they ask at all since then? Nope. Neither of them did for 2+ years (I've known them for 4 and don't remember being asked before the 2 years) and continuing. I just gave up asking.

So the fucking relief and happiness I felt at the tiniest thing is fucking crazy. I'm so excited for her to come over. I'm so happy that she wanted to come over a day earlier.

Wooo it's senior year, time to let loose and have some fun! Right? Right???

Nah, senior year's been the complete opposite.

I'll admit, I've never been that sociable in person - people tend to tolerate me well, but not really accept me as part of their group. So, COVID-19 was kind of my saving grace - I found a group of online friends my age who all played the same game, and eventually we became really close, even after the game that originally bound us together shut down. For once, I actually had a group I was part of, a group that genuinely wanted me to be there.

Eventually, I became really good friends with one person there, and even as the group drifted apart a bit after COVID ended, we still remained fast friends. Well, eventually she got bored, and started ghosting me. Like wtf? And I'll be honest, my reaction to this was definitely the wrong reaction, and the rest of the group quickly sided with her. 2.5 years later and I'm back to where I started in 9th grade - not a single person to call my friend. Heck, I go most days without talking to anyone except my parents, except for academic reasons. When I do speak, I just get ignored 99% of the time.

And don't even get me started about college applications. I started them with pretty high hopes - 3.95 unweighted GPA (out of 4.0), 4.81 weighted GPA (out of 5.0), 1560 SAT (out of 1600), and had a few pretty nice extracurricular experiences to talk about in my application (including top 20 in a worldwide competition, albeit not the biggest or most well-known in the field). Within my school, this would put me at about the top 10%, and my school's a pretty competitive public high school (to give some perspective, we had 5 people get into MIT this year, literally the #1 STEM school in the US. At most schools, getting just 1 person accepted would be considered rare).

Didn't expect to get into any ivy leagues, but a top 30 school seemed within reach, considering I applied to 12 colleges (only 4 were ivies). The result? Total wipeout. 12/12 rejections (and, for some reason, one of my college interviewers literally wrote me a feedback email and prefaced it with, "I hope this experience wasn't too traumatizing". Dang did I mess up the interview that badly? :P). Literally everyone in my school got into at least a top 30, and here I am committing to my state's school, ranked 90th in the field I'm applying for. fml

I know this statement sounds crazy but hear me out. I used to suffer with social anxiety and it was pretty bad, I couldn’t strike up conversations with strangers because I was terrified with how they would perceive me and the rare instances I tried I kept being super conscious of their body language and them not accepting me and judging me

But then I started working on my social anxiety and talking to more people and something I noticed is people will always be a bit uncomfortable with strangers talking to them, almost everyone is like that but that’s not a bad thing, the uncomfortableness can make people reluctant to talk to people but one thing to know is for the most part, if you’re a normal person it will go away and the conversation will flow naturally

The fear of making people uncomfortable was one thing that made me reluctant to talk to people but now I can see that it’s not that deep. Obviously don’t be a creeper though lmao

I (17m) have never had a girlfriend my entire life. It’s always been an issue of mine, but not like an end of the world kind of issue, I figured someone would have shitty taste or low enough standards to give me a chance at some point.

I was RIGHT! I found a girl! She’s gone now, I’ve been absolutely miserable for months. People have told me not to bottle up my feelings and to just be with them and feel them. I can’t do that anymore. I’m tired of it, but idk what to do. Life has improved some, my birthday is in less than a week (technically I’m still 16), I secured a job at the radio station, Summer is coming up, and I think some girl likes me but I’m unsure if I want to proceed or not.

I’ll still see things that make me miserable though. Our time together was so short, we weren’t even dating, we were just “talking”, I still loved her though. But that’s the problem, I got too close too fast for her and she left. She was right there and I scared her away. I can’t forgive myself for it, that’s not something that I can forget. I’m an idiot, I can’t believe this has happened to me. I don’t want to just sit here and feel like this, but idk how to make it stop (well I have one idea but I’m not doing it).

I’m 23 years old and have spent so much money on flights for women, trips for them, gifts, and even spent 2,000 dollars paying for half of a girl’s car, just for her to leave me the next week.

I have evaluated the behavior and simply put, i have no self respect. I want to change this, but don’t know how.