I’M ON MY PERIOD RIGHT NOW AND I FUCKING HATE IT EVERY TIME I GET IT, EVERY SINGLE MONTH I GET MY FUCKING PERIOD, I JUST WANNA DESTROY AND PUNCH EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE IN MY WAY OR EVEN COMES FUCKING NEAR ME. WHO EVEN CREATED AND INVENTED PERIODS ANYWAY?! BECAUSE I HATE AND DESPISE THAT PERSON WHO DID, LIKE I LOATHE THEM TO DEATH. PERIODS SHOULD’NT EVEN EXIST BUT THEY DO FOR STUPID REASONS AND I FUCKING HATE THAT!! I COULD NEVER EVER GET USED TO HAVING PERIODS BECAUSE WHO IN THEIR RIGHT FUCKING MINDS WOULD GET USED TO THAT TORTURE?!?!

I’VE REALLY GOTTEN TO A POINT I’VE WANTED TO BE A GUY, LIKE TURN INTO A GUY JUST TO GET RID OF MY FUCKING PERIOD!!! I JUST WANT MY PERIOD TO BE GONE AND OUT OF MY SYSTEM ENTIRELY!!! I DON’T WANT IT ANYMORE, LIKE I NEVER WANTED IT IN THE FIRST PLACE BUT YET IT STILL CAME TO ME, LIKE IT’S NOT EVEN FUCKING FUNNY.. I WOULD DO ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING JUST FOR MY PERIOD TO BE GONE AND OUT OF ME!!! I WOULD EVEN SACRIFICE ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING AND ANYONE IN MY WAY JUST FOR MY PERIOD TO BE FUCKING GONE!!!!!! UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
THAT’S WHY GUYS ARE SOOOO FUCKING LUCKY THEY DON’T HAVE PERIODS AND DON’T GET EVEN GET TO EXPERIENCE PERIODS LIKE HOW US WOMAN DO AND I FUCKING DESPISE THAT TO DEATH!!! I REALLY WISH AND WOULD WANT GUYS TO FUCKING EXPERIENCE PERIODS LIKE HOW WE DO.. I WANT THEM TO FEEL THE FUCKING PAINFUL CRAMPS EVERYWHERE IN THEIR BODIES!!!!! I WANT THEM TO FEEL IT SO BADLY!! LIKE I REALLY WISH FOR IT.. FOR GUYS TO FEEL EVERYTHING WE FEEL DURING OUR PERIODS AND MORE. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHSHSHDHDHEJHSH, I JUST FUCKING WANT MY WHOLE FUCKING UTERUS REMOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😤😤😤😡😡😡

Or dentists offices should be open better hours. Id take either.

I started my new job last week. I have no PTO, and taking an unplanned day off on your second week is a bad look at best. I discovered today, I have a dental abcess. This is classified as a dental emergency, so I start looking. There are 100 dentists offices near me. 90 of them are open monday-friday 9am-4pm, or some other standard work day variation.

Maybe 5 are open until 6pm, which would be great for standard dental work, but this will be a longer procedure, so those are out.

Then there's the "24/7 dental emergency offices". Which are actually just call directories that route you to other places, if anywhere at all.

That left me with 2 options. One that is open for 4 hours on Saturday, and is booked out until late October, or a place over an hour away that doesnt take insurance.

I have a dental emergency, but my best bet is to go to urgent care for some antibiotics to bridge the gap until I can hopefully get a walk in appointment on Friday when we get to leave early. I have an emergency, but a hospital cant do anything for me until the abcess ruptures and I go septic, and even then all they can do is stabilize me. Id still have to go into a dentist.

Like, imagine this but with any other emergency. Oh, you cut your hand really badly? Unfortunately the stitching doctor is only open monday through Friday from 10am to 3pm and closed for a 2 hour lunch from 12-2pm. You broke your leg? Well all we can do is give you some Tylenol until you can hopefully get a walk in appointment at the bone clinic because their appointments are booking out 6 months.

And I get it, no one wants to work nights and weekends, but you're a DOCTOR. You chose healthcare (so did the hygienist and receptionists, I dont want to hear it). Just one dentist, on call. Or a surgen who doubles as an oral surgeon. Or a dentists office open nights and weekends.

It shouldn't be this hard to get emergency treatment.

Every time I see a skinny girl post her outfit, the majority of the comments are ALWAYSSS accusing her of body checking. Omg I’m actually so sick of it and I’m not even skinny. What do you want her to do, hide her body 24/7? She’s beautiful and she’s allowed to post herself. Can women please just exist? IN PEACE?

A curvy woman can’t exist without “sexualizing herself” a skinny woman can’t exist without “knowing what she’s doing”
I’m sorry! but not every TikTok of a woman is a body check! Sometimes she literally just likes her outfit and wants to show it off. Sometimes she likes how she looks. Sometimes she’s just taking a fucking picture.

And nobody cares that you suddenly don’t feel like eating anymore! That is not some random woman’s responsibility to manage for you!

So many people live their life as a permanent victim.

Like grown ass men and women acting as if the world is out to get them, everyone hates them and why does everything bad always happen to them mentality. However, if they do anything wrong they have 100 excuses or reasons why they are not to blame.

I dated someone for a year (Much longer than I should) Who lived life as a victim. When I stood up for myself and told them they are not being fair suddenly I am a bully and I always blame them for everything. Turns out shouting, cussing, swearing and mind games are okay when you are upset. However, telling them to take responsibility for that is not.

People like this can not just have a normal conversation and be open. Its either they are always right or they are the victim.

The amount of adult toddlers in the world who always have to be a victim is scary.

I was born and raised in Turkey. I know that it's not exactly the worst place to be born in, but I still wish I was born in somewhere else. My life would've been so much different and better if that were the case.

The economy is terrible, most hobbies are a luxury. The education system is terrible, it only favors those who are good at math. The people are terrible, you can get killed simply for looking at someone funny. The government is terrible, they want to abolish secularism and create an Islamofascist dictatorship. The weather is terrible, it's hot and gross. There are almost no green areas, it's mostly a concrete jungle.

I wish I was born in Sweden or Finland or something. Hell, I'd even take average European countries like Poland or Hungary. I can't move abroad either, I'm a university dropout. I'll rot here for as long as I live.

I guess this is my fate, one of the reasons why God doesn't exist. I'm tired, I should probably go to bed.

Peace.

Edit: Grammar.

I don’t know why I’m crying. He’s not dead, he’s not dying, he’s not injured, he’s not sick, but I’m sitting here at 10 at night crying about him not being here.

I don’t get to see him daily because I live with my mom, but when I do I really hope he knows how much I love him. My mom talked about how he tried to commit when he was in high school and apparently talked about how my brother and I would be better off withot him last summer and I hope that’s not true.

I remember once him and I were getting lunch and he asked “what would you do if I said I was dying?”. I asked if he was and he just said “we’re all dying”. I’m only 16 and I don’t want him to die. I’m scared I’ll grieve him longer and I got to be his daughter and I don’t want him to die thinking I liked my mom more. I love my mom but I just want my dad

My mom and everyone else paints him to be a bad person. Even if he used to be he’s not to ME. Everyone sees him as a horrible person with no money who just gets mad at me all the time but he’s not and nobody wants to hear it. I love my dad. My brother doesn’t talk to him and him and my step mom don’t like eachother and sometimes I feel like I’m the only person that loves him and I don’t like it. I can’t change anyone’s opinion on him and if he does die he’ll die thinking people hated him.

Im tired of telling people that I am ugly as if that is some awful dehumanizing description of me. People ask me why im single and most of the times I get rejected by most women I talk to before I even introduce myself so reason points to my looks. Ive even flat out heard that I am too unatractive to date some women and that's okay. Im tired of hearing "No you are fine looking" or some shit like " Just be confident" I understand that I am very ugly (Proof in Bio) but I can also accept that I have a personality and confidence and a life. Ive even had a GF before, sure she was way put out of my league looks wise but still. Bein ugly doesn't mean you are talking down to yourself or you are feeling sorry for yourself but you can acknowledge the facts and move on from there.

I know, many people say, you sure will find someone compatible again, there are still other men out there that you can love just as much one day and who would never leave you.

Maybe. I know that you can fall in love again in the future even if you can't see it now. But sometimes, you're just not able to find someone as compatible again and who you have this much in common with. Sometimes you just can't top that.

It feels impossible to imagine dating someone else or entering a relationship even if I'm in love just because I will never reach that level of compatibility again.

Yes, there sure are good and loving men out there.

And yes, maybe someone in the future will share the same humour and also likes hiking.

But I will never be able to find someone who's complementing my soul in the way that my ex did. I just won't. And I will always feel like there's something missing because I've already experienced the biggest level of compatibility.

I will never be able to date someone else if back in my mind, I just have the thought that I've already found the Man of my dreams and experienced a soul tie and probably the biggest love of my life.

Life had different plans for me when he lost feelings in the end of our relationship. Life's not fair.

It's easy to say that "it's not the love of your life if they left you". But maybe he was my biggest love. Even if I love again in the future, no-one could possibly ever be this compatible.

Edit: to everyone saying "you weren't as compatible as you thought if he broke up with you": Sometimes you just lose feelings and you can't control it. Doesn't mean something has changed or that the relationship wasn't happy or you just weren't happy with them, it can fade while you still feel happy and compatible with them. But they just turn into something like a very best friend over time. And that's okay, you can't control it. But looking for other reasons to understand why he left me doesn't change anything. It doesn't change that TO ME he was the most compatible person I could ever imagine and that I can't imagine that someone else could ever have this much in common with me. Yeah, i may fall in love again and feel happy with someone and have a healthy relationship. But knowing that I won't ever find again what I had with him just makes me really sad and lets me question every new partner.

I swear, August is always the worst time of the year for me. Not just this year, but also in years past. I think this is why my seasonal depression sticks around these last few weeks of summer, because there is always something negative happening within these few weeks. I have lost family members. There has been celebrity deaths that have taken tolls on me in August. Personal issues that seem to build up one after another. It happens every fucking August. I'm just so tired of having so much negativity around this time of year and having to deal with so much mentally to where I'm drained the fuck out. So August, go fuck yourself, and I'm not looking forward to seeing you next year.

We have been together about 4 years now & mostly things are good. We watch YouTube together & cuddle. She helps with bills & chores. She is great with our pets.

She just will not have conversations with me. She has no strong opinions on anything, no preference on anything, never askes me a single question about my interests or hobbies.

I have talked to her about it. I broke down the other day because she finally agreed to go to a farmers market with me but the whole time she had a frown & wouldn’t look at anything. I asked she opinion on multiple booths & she just said “I don’t care”. Then when we were going back to the car she said “finally”. Which crushed me inside. I wanted to cry the drive home.

I told her at home to please ask me questions, to care. She said she does care but she can not think of anything to talk about.

Before she has told me to never ask “how was your day?” or “how’s work?” because she thinks its annoying, she hates small talk. But she just shrugs on big talk!

I am sick of begging for, idk friendship? Someone who wants to know me? From my gf that lives with me. I want to have a gf that, if not excited, at least doesn’t act rude, when I finally manage to take her somewhere I really want to go.

Vent over.

Summary- gf doesn’t like learning about or going places with me but swears she loves me. So why do I feel alone.

She doesn't like my video games, movies, random historical or trivia knowledge. Dislikes my dungeons & dragons former hobby. Ask me "why?" When I ask her about anything about her day or interests.

I’m extremely lonely, touch starved, craving affection etc etc and so many of my daily thoughts are about how much I crave a partner or someone I can feel vulnerable with.

These are normal thoughts but not to the degree I have them, I already know any relationship I get into it will be a huge burden/expectation on my partner because of this insecurity.

The one thing I crave would just be completely unfair on whoever gives it to me

He had a follow-up doctors' appointment coming up in a couple of days and he started screaming and throwing a tantrum that he wasn't going to go and that he would refuse to set foot in the clinic and started flinging stuff at the wall until I called and canceled the appointment.

He's almost 42 and autistic and our parents are dead so I don't have anyone who can help me. I'm just forced to deal with it. I'm just venting so I don't really need any solutions. I don't have many real-life friends or family I can vent to that would be understanding as he acts like a perfect angel around them.

There isn’t really a flair warning for this but I guess warning I talk about fights with an animal? Idk my girlfriend doesn’t like to hear about it she’s a big animal lover. Which is why I’m writing it here.

I live on my dad’s farm and I do most of the work with the animals every day and I don’t mind it I like doing it. The pigs have always been great, the rabbits are fun, the chickens are chickens. The sheep are the bane of my existence. They have 80% of the farm space to themselves the rest divided between the other animals so even when I’m with the other animals they’re there. The girls aren’t the problem and the younger boys are fine too for the most part but the oldest male is my enemy. Laugh if you want but he is literally the devil I just can’t prove it.

Sir, I took care of you your whole life and you ram into me full speed every day. It’s a dominance thing, yes. I assert my dominance every time and every time you run away in fear. Do you not learn? I have kicked you. I have thrown rocks at you. I go out to the farm equipped with brass knuckles for your thick thick skull.
Note: he is fine. I am not abusing this animal, if anything he’s abusing me.
I’ve tried peaceful solutions. I’ve talked with other farmers and I know this behavior isn’t out of the ordinary for rams. But if you have experienced this then you should understand the anger and frustration I have. I’m writing this in a fit of rage because I was just knocked on my ass while installing a scratching post for that ungrateful little bitch. He’s the biggest, the oldest, and he’s already fathered children. He was going to be the male goat we kept while selling or butchering the rest but now? NOW? You will pay. You will reap what you sow and I will favor every bite. Your son (who is very nice to me and was originally next in line for the butchers) will take your place. And you will take his. In my belly. My only regret is I won’t have the pleasure of doing it myself. I hope you burn in hell, Smudge.

It's not like I don't have any self-respect, don't have any boundaries or think that I don't deserve better.

But I hear so many people say that they immediately lose interest and feelings for them after someone hurts them, cheats, disrespects them or just shows them that they don't love them.

It feels like I have such a huge level of unconditional love that my love exists no matter how much they love me back or how they act towards me. I just love the person. It doesn't mean that I don't leave (okay to be fair it sure is hard for me for how much love I feel and it hasn't happened but only because I've been dumped by those people that I didn't have to leave them anymore) So I would leave at some point, but my love for them continues to exist.

I’m angry. Resentful and just over life. I can’t even smile at babies anymore because looking at them makes me sad. My family is terrible and I don’t feel motivated to create or find my own. I feel numb. I spent some time outside today but I still feel blah. I’m losing track of day. Even changing up my routine isn’t working. I’m over it.

Now that is September, I’m reflecting on how this past year has gone. I’ve spent most of it working, and depressed. I’m 22 and I’ve just more or less accepted that I’ll always struggle and life will always be dissatisfying. I look around at people my age working important jobs, maintaining serious relationships, even starting families. I’ve done nothing. I work minimum wage at a service job I hate. I work hard but it’s never enough. Growing up I didn’t have a good childhood. Lots of instability and anxiety and neglect. My teens weren’t much better, my sibling and I couch surfed after our mom died. I’d say things only started to feel “okay” once I became independent. I started working at 20 and I’ve been doing everything myself since then. I love the control adulthood gives me, that’s it. My baseline feels more relaxed as an adult but my life is just so pathetic. It seems like everything that can go wrong does and if it doesn’t I’ll end up sabotaging in some way anyway. I wish I could’ve had a normal childhood and lived a normal life. I wish I was like everyone else. I hate my life and I hate what’s happened to me.

I have Sunday and Monday off. Today is my first day back at work for the week.

I woke up and I knew I didn’t want to go. Maybe it’s the transition from weekend to weekday? I tried to push through it, on the way to work I cried twice. I keep telling myself “you’re an adult, you’re a manager, the job market is tough, you’re so lucky to have this job”. But I couldn’t do it today. I called out and I’m lucky that my job is pretty flexible and if I’m not there, things will function. I’m actually not anxious about work, which is new for me.

Yesterday I could barely get out of bed, I didn’t even pick up my phone once. I didn’t have a good sleep. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

I go to therapy, I’m trying to eat healthier, I socialize, I work, I journal, I do things I enjoy like making art and playing video games, I’m continuing to work on my goals for career, I have a loving partner, my relationship with my family has only been getting better, I take my medication.

Things are okay. But I’m the one that’s not and that’s what’s making me feel worse. Does that make sense? I’m trying everything, and throughout my young adult life all I hear is “keep going things will get better”, and I just feel like I haven’t gotten better. Why do I feel like my life is constantly falling apart when it’s fine. When everything is fine??

Days like yesterday and today, I want to throw away all of my things, my clothes, I want to cut everyone off, I want to quit my job, I want to spend all of my money, I want to cut all of my hair off. I want to crash my car I want to do something risky. But I won’t. I’ve worked so hard to not do shit like that anymore. So I push through or I take the day off and sleep.

Any questions I have here don’t need to be answered. I don’t really know what’s wrong or what to do or anything. I have therapy this afternoon, so I’ll keep working through it, even though sometimes it feels pointless.

Thanks for reading, thanks for being here

For context- I never had a lot of people to talk to throughout my life as I was shy and insecure and was bullied in school,only had 1 or 2 friends in School and they weren’t super close either, so for most of my life (11-18) I was chronically online but when I got into college, it was pretty much the same thing but eventually I started socialising and met so many people, made a lot of really good friends but its all falling apart now. I was so grateful and happy that even I can have multiple friends, I genuinely thought that these people actually cared for me because I did. But lately I just got to know that they talk shit about me behind my back and act normal in front of me. Now I am so used to being with my friends that it hurts, maybe my expectations are a bit too much. Now I am just alone and ive made my mind, ill be alone for the rest of my life.

I’m 21 and currently working 2 jobs, both every day back to back from 8 am to 11 pm, I get one day off about every week and a half. I’m trying to afford my bills and afford a car but I feel like I’m genuinely dying and it’s catching up with me. This morning I walked into my first job, 5 minutes before my shift was supposed to start (and 10 minutes before the store even opened) to a line of angry waiting customers from my register to the back of the store, yelling at me and accusing me of being late because one of my managers, no where to be seen (was in the back) accidentally kept the door unlocked, so floods of customers came in and shopped while the store was CLOSED. We have signs on the door. And I was the one that had to pay the price of his mistake and apologize to every angry customer for being ON TIME before I could even clock in or put my purse away.

So after that I go straight to my other job, which I work at a very busy restaurant hosting, bussing and to go. Today I was hosting and it was so busy that even the servers that have been there for years were wondering what was going on. I was the only host since the other one with the availability for nights had quit, so I’ve been working understaffed with lines out the door. A party of 10 came in unannounced, no reservation or call ahead, which is very normal for large parties unfortunately but in the height of this busyness there was no where I could put them for the time being. I tried my best to accommodate them through the line out the door and yelling door dashers, and had to tell them they’d be on a wait while tables cleared up we could put a party of 10 at. After about 30 minutes of peak dinner time and tables still eating, I informed them that it will just be a little longer and one of the tables we were going to fit the 9 at was finishing up. A lady from the group came up and started yelling at me saying I need to accommodate them more and she said she needed to know exactly what time and minute it would be, which I tried to explain I didn’t know because I don’t have an exact answer when the other table will be leaving. I had to get the manager, and keep a door dasher from trying to get into the back because he’d been waiting for 10 minutes while everyone yelled in my ear about wait times.

I know that the restaurant can be slow at time and have issues, but i literally don’t control the kitchen, what the cooks are doing, what orders are being put in, and I wasn’t even on to go that day either. I know a lot of jobs are harder in life and I’ve worked many jobs but I’m feeling so drained and I’m tired of being the constant punching bad for the public. I have to get up and do this again for 12-13 hours and I just can’t do it. I can’t anymore

I don't get it. People would rather be in a relationship with a complete trainwreck/manipulator/abuser/user because they're pretty or handsome rather than find someone who matches their personality, and then they wonder why their relationships fall apart and they're not happy. I see it all the time. They come to the conclusion that, because someone is attractive to them, it guarantees a lifetime of commitment, compatibility, and potentially marriage. If you're not looking for a relationship, yeah, I guess I can understand why people would just go for attraction. But in the case that they do look for companionship, I don't understand why they never question this first when things fall apart.

I've tried thinking about it. I've never been the kind of person to be led by attraction, and I know I'm an outlier. I guess my point is, I wish I wasn't the only one. I wish people understood that there is a PERSON behind every body, and that person has a life, dreams, and a personality of their own. It'd just be nice if we saw people for who they WERE, not what they look like. And I think social media is the main culprit, which has reduced dating to shallow attraction and reduced a LIFE to a dating ad. I don't understand why society accepts this. I don't understand why anyone would want a lifetime with someone who is attractive yet tears them apart. Maybe I'm just missing something here, but I think it's important to see who a person is inside before seeing who they are on the outside...I don't even think the outside matters if I'm being honest. There are so many people who have huge hearts, and they never find anyone simply because they're not fitting society's standards of attraction. And I find that so depressing and demoralizing.

as someone with intense social anxiety, i hate it when someone says something like "social anxiety is narcissism or being self-centered" and all that shit. i think i've even posted something about social anxiety maybe a week ago but idc im thinking about this rn im gonna post it. any time you open up about being socially anxious, everyone just shuts you down by saying "no ones looking at you, no ones judging you, no one will remember you, no one will record you", and thats just not true. half the time those people are the ones who'll talk shit about a random person thatwalked past who may just look a little different. literally go onto tiktok or youtube or reels and you'll see at least one video of someone being recorded without consent, usually to be made fun of. think of every time you've judged a stranger, because even if you are a good person, im sure you've at least made some judgements before. personally for me, i observe a lot and remember. like if someone with a distinct feature, or someone whos extremely large or small walks past me, my brain will take note of it. not in like an "ew that persons weird" way, just like an "oh that person has that feature" way, and the thing is, knowing how awful people are, im sure that most people are doing the same but instead saying horrible things. and i know everyone also says we shouldnt care how people think, but that is definitley not as easy as it sounds, and when you say that, people then act like you're just annoying or self centered when really you are stuggling so much with something you cant even speak about without someone saying "its not real no one cares or is looking at you!"

unfortunatley it is real. some people will judge you, remember you even if you've never talked, make fun of you, record you, and its disgusting. theres nothing i can say to stop that or make it better, but it happens and im sick of people saying it doesnt.

I know this won't sound like a huge deal, but it deeply bothers me, so please be nice.

I'm 26 years old and constantly get told I look like a teenager. It's like almost every day. Anytime someone finds out I'm 26, I know the first thing to come out of their mouth will be: "Really, I thought you were 16!"

I know everyone and their mother will say "Take it as a compliment, you'll be so grateful when you're older!" but right now it is NOT a compliment. I'm not a 40 year old woman right now. I don't wish to look younger than I am; I want to look my age. I feel like people don't take me seriously and view me as a child because I look like one. And I hate being reminded of that. Plus, I am married and planning on having kids soon. I hate the thought of strangers looking at me and thinking I'm a teen mom.

Plus, I don't even know for sure if I will continue to look young when I'm old. I could hit 40 and immediately get a bunch of wrinkles. To say that I will be grateful when I'm older is not only dismissive, but it might not even be true. Also I'm not someone who is afraid of getting old/looking old. I think aging is beautiful and shows all the years you've been on this earth. I look forward to the day where people will not see me as a child.