I don’t understand how being mean to people is normalized as a joke. I have coworkers and managers that bully me for my height, mock me constantly, say “we’re best friends”, etc. and say it’s a joke. How is that funny? I had friends in college who would joke that I couldn’t dance or sing, that I looked like a kid. I would always be too loud around them or not understand certain social cues. But they were just joking and I was supposed to accept that. I don’t understand why the world is so mean. Like I don’t understand how belittling someone is funny. I had a friend who was made fun of for eating green peas and everyone was laughing at her and one friend was going around to other tables, asking if they ate green peas, and I said this behavior was wrong, and I was seen as the problem. Why are other people even involved in the first place? What’s so bad about eating green peas and why must you yell and ask everyone in the cafeteria if they like to eat green peas? I don’t get how it’s funny.

i NB20 and boyfriend m25 have been together for a few months and i've been best friends with his little brother for almost 10 years now (my best friend was excited when me and my boyfriend told him we're together.) when i was 12, their mother was terrible to me when i was trying to get away from my abusive household and sicked her oldest child on me. i never actually let it go, i was a child searching for an adult to help me. i told my boyfriend i didn't want anything to do with his mother until i could prepare myself or the such. on my boyfriends little sisters birthday me, my boyfriend, and his son were at Spencers (we were in the front of it and looking at the plushies and backpacks they had, my boyfriends son was walking further in the store and i went after him, his son saw bfs mom and ran to her. i was panicked and ran to my boyfriend to tell him his mom was there. she said 'apparently we have a past.' to me and i was very obviously uncomfortable to be around her, so my boyfriends sister walked around Spencers with me and got me away from their mother. maybe a week later his little sister told me their mom said 'i don't remember her so i'm not apologizing,' i immediately told my boyfriend and he was pissed off, she had been better with her kids for years, but she said that about me. i told him until she can give me an apology even if it's 'i'm sorry i don't remember you, i'm sorry if i had done something that upset you.' that when we have a kid she will not be allowed to see it whatsoever because if she can't be nice to me or try to make amends that she can't see our child because it'll be a part of me and he said that was understandable, he is really upset that she said that about me.

You're all just so spoiled. You talk to everyone around you about things that are just completely out of touch with reality. Why are talking about fast food like it's such a normal thing? Spoiled ass bitch. That's rich people food. If you're making over like $30K a year in America, just don't talk to me.

I know that I will always be different not enough for most people. Idk when I will get an injury I could get it any moment my life is just stressing and being sad I try to make myself happy but it's just not true

This is from a long time ago, but I do I have to get it out somewhere I guess. I am a 38m. One Friday night when I was 18 I called up my long time friend, we will call Sam, to see what he and everyone was up to. Only Sam did not answer the phone. Instead his friend Craig answered the phone. Craig proceeded to tell me that they all hated me and did not want to be my friends. I in turn some how ended up at a random persons apartment and got blacked out drunk. Stupidly I continued to hang out with this group of guys. We never talked about the events of the night in question, but I couldn't help but feel like they did not want me around. It was not until I returned home from a trip I took to Europe in 2012 that I finally said enough is enough. I ceased all contact with toxicity of my so called friends and ended up moving cross country years later.

Fast forward to the now! People are jerks man. I have tried for years to make new friends, but no one gives a shit about you! I have spent the last 14 years attempting to make new friends. It is always the same. I reach out to them. I ask how they are and they respond to it. Yet it is never returned. I know they reach out to people because they are always hanging out with others. I have done the inviting myself to things in the past, but let us all be honest with each other if you did not invite someone you never wanted them there. Group chats that you have to hear about, but never apart of because you aren't that important. Camping or hunting trips that you see pictures of, but are never invited to attend. I know I am rambling, but I have been dealing with this for 20 years. I just want a friend to hang out with. I am not here for advice on how to fix this stupid shit. I just want to vent it out loud anonymously because I know it would do no good to tell the offenders.

So here is to the assholes that treat people like this, you are the scum of the earth!

I literally dont know what else to say to my family other then "if nobody helps me i will kill myself" to get help

To start, it’s not exactly that i’m unable to feel the pain of others. It’s that their big struggles are not as important to me as my small issues. I get really anxious and overwhelmed when dealing with any problems. Example, i’m going to college (which is fully being funded by my parents and we are financially able to), i have the privilege of going on month long vacations to visit some relatives, get whatever i ask for (newest phones, games, pc parts, etc), two properties going under my name, and a savings + stocks account (that i don’t touch) made for me which gets money deposited every month. And i don’t pay for my living expenses (i just get a lump sum and if i run out i just tell my parents and they transfer me more).

But, I struggle to emphasize with others. like My cousin has horrible teeth issues that would cost 50k to fix but i was more concerned about my one tooth that needed a root canal (which is covered by insurance and parents) while hers is being denied because it’s too expensive.

There are more people struggling than me and their problems are so much more severe than mine. I don’t know how to stop the guilt i feel when I have my very minor problems. Like i know i can’t fix their problems but it feels unfair comparing my issues with others. I feel really bad worrying about what brand of car to choose, how i can’t find cute decor for my dorm, and idk what restaurant to get takeout from, which mall i want to go to today, and how theres nothing i wanna buy online.

So i guess i just find it hard to live without guilt? Like why am i the one living this life. Why am i even complaining about my non issues. How dare i live like i do when others my age are struggling. These thoughts have been getting more frequent lately. I don’t think it’s a self worth issues. idek

Hi, sorry, long vent post

I'm 20 and I just began my penultimate year of university where I study academic Art

I want to do animation for a job in the future, but I ended up going to university where I study academic art and art basics, because I didn't have other options within my city, and I couldn't leave the city. So I generally came here to get a diploma and basic art knowledge

But the longer I spend here the worse I feel, I don't understand color, my teachers can't help me, art coloring teacher refuses to teach me because "you don't listen!" When on numerous occasions I directly, clearly told them that I hear them, but physically cannot comprehend how to apply it in my art, I ask for more elaboration on the topic or examples but they refuse, assuming my asks for help is me just being rude and wanting to fight, which is why they get aggressive, I had times when they would throw my work around because they would get angry at me for not understanding the subject

Then there were a lot of other situations where teachers would be rude to me or refuse to teach me.

One time I was told to choose what additional subject I wanted to study, I chose linocut but then, with no prior warning I was added to linocut and calligraphy group, I didn't choose to learn calligraphy and have life long problem with it that I wasn't ready to resolve, so I asked if it can be fixed and I was told "of course, just talk to your teacher and he will allow you to study linocut only, like you chose" and so I did, but the teacher refused to do that, somehow, I was the first student in his life that didn't want to study calligraphy, and It shocked him, so after I elaborated that I was added to calligraphy by mistake and didn't chose to study it, and was told to resolve the problem with him directly he said "well now that I know don't want you study calligraphy, you will." I had a fight with that guy, I cried and stood on my own and I did get to study linocut only, this teacher kept joking about me "crying to avoid calligraphy" all year. I really don't like how this situation escalated, none of my group mates had to go through it, none of them got their classes mixed

Overall I hate classes and my university but I never skip a single lecture and even the thought of having to skip one stresses me out greatly, and there was a situation where teacher A made me skip a lecture of teacher B, to finish up the project I used to work on with teacher A, I disagreed at first, I could finish the work any other day and it wasn't worth to me to skip a lecture, but teacher A disregarded the class and made me skip the lecture for me to do absolutely nothing because teacher A just had me and other students sit in a class and talk about random things, my group mates loved it, and kept talking about how nice it is to skip a lecture for nothing, but it was absolutely unessesary, I stressed out a lot and didn't do anything useful

And situations like this kept going on and repeating, it's just teachers doing no respect, little education, and my group mates absolutely encouraging them in skipping classes

And it doesn't stop, my teacher wants to take us on a bus trip to another city to hang our artwork in the gallery, and I got worried, because I didn't want to skip any classes for that trip, and instead of discussing the schedule of the trip and our classes, my group mates just kept saying how amazing it would be to skip a class for the trip, and the teacher encouraged it

I just don't understand, I'm really tired, I don't like my university but I will finish it for a degree, degree only since I'm not getting much of education here unfortunately. I also hate skipping lectures because I need good grades, if I get 98% grades I det additional scholarship money, that's why I care about classes so much, but my group mates, who can also get that scholarship if they have good grades (which they do) feel absolutely excited about skipping university and not doing much to get good grades

I feel empty, I'm almost friends with them, but I don't like them, I don't like anything that's about that place , I also really don't like oil paints we are using right now, I feel like I'm failing despite the fact that I'm a top student in my group, I'm lost and I have no idea how I am going to get animation job in the future when I have no animation education (I study animation by myself but I don't think it's enough), I'm extremely frustrated and I feel like I'm wasting my time (I know I don't, I'm working for a degree), but I still feel like I could be doing more useful for me things

I don't have any more energy to talk to my group mates or show my emotions, I don't want to make oil paintings, but I still continue to do even through tears because there is no way out of it but pushing through for until I get the degree

But with that, I have no idea what to do after I get the degree, I have no animation education, and my art education alone would be useless, since they mainly teach us how to make oil paintings and I cannot stand oil paints, I'm going to give mine away after graduation and forget I ever had them

This is very frustrating

I think it's all because I chose the wrong major, but unfortunately it was the only one available for me

idk if this is considered bullying so i wont label it as that but i genuinely despise when boys tap your shoulder and laugh when you look or that stupid thing they do when they say their friend has a crush on you or just when they say your name so you'd look back

its been happening to me way more often

this has been happening since i was in middle school, i know what it means

a boy tapped my shoulder and i legit just started crying and trying to run-walk away because i just cant take it anymore

it pisses me off and reminds me constantly how ugly i am and how low they think i am by treating me like an animal

i just cant stop thinking about killing myself and being reborn as a man who isn't autistic, i want to claw off the skin on my arms so i can be distracted by the feeling of being so ugly

We're online friends and he's had his ups and downs in his mental health.

He's my age (19) and we've been pretty casual, inside jokes, being on calls with other friends, sharing interests and playing games. Normal friend stuff.

The other* night when he got on call, he was acting really weird. One of my other friends has just barely made out that he had taken something. The next hour and half was spent trying to get him to throw up, to call emergency services or give us a number for someone who can physically check on him.

Since I was the only one in his state, the other guys on call were like "be prepared to make some calls to get him some help". And I ended up having to do that.

It was back and forth trying to get info (with him also dropping on and off the call and going scary quiet at times) until eventually he said he had called the cops.

My other friends and I kind of just stayed in call for a bit, trying to process. Needless to say, it was a scary experience. And I haven't been okay since. I can't sleep, I'm constantly checking my DMs for any news and just hoping that's he's alive.

If you're ever considering committing, please don't. You have people somewhere that really do care for you and will try their hardest to make sure you're okay. Don't be afraid to reach out to someone. You're not a burden. You're not annoying. Just find someone, anyone, that you gotta keep living for.

As someone who's gone through a fair share of trauma, I too have considered. But this in a fucked up way, made me change my mind.

Reach out to your friends. Hug your loved ones. On that note, I need a serious hug. Or ten.

Edit: it's also pretty fresh so I don't know if he's okay or not. The people I called took my name and number so hopefully I'll get an answer? But it's just radio silence at the moment.

My older brother had his football friends over Saturday. They were screaming at the game and talking to me on commercials, last year they didn’t want me around. I went to the movies later and later changing into my night shorts my laundry basket wasnt the same my shorts and panties I just put on top were not on top of and the ones in my jeans I remember are gone, why guys ??? My dumb dog started eating them a couple years ago and now I have to worry about guys too, not really sure what to do either ??

In photos my skin looks horrible, my face shape looks horrible, my body shape looks horrible, my hair texture, hairline and color is horrible, my sideprofile is horrible, my nose and eyes are horrible, my double chin is horrible, i look horrible because im fat but when im slim I look still horrible. Even my very good lookin clothing turn horrible looking when i wear them.

I would really enjoy takin selfies and outfit pictures but i just look way too strange and ugly on photos especislly outdoors.. bright lights are my big enemy

Just wish had money to fix this all

Basically title. It’s gotten to the point where Ive almost entirely given up on seeking out relationships due to the debilitating fear of rejection. And it’s not like I don’t go outside, or I don’t talk to people, or I’m ugly or anything, quite the opposite actually, I’m just horrible at picking up hints, and every single time I think someone MIGHT be into me, turns out they were just being nice, and I just lost a friendship by asking them out. At this point, literally the ONLY thing keeping me from playing single player Russian roulette is the fear of what comes after. It also doesn’t help that I was bullied to the point of attempting to kill myself starting at 14 years old. And I mean SERIOUS bullying, like those pieces of subhuman shit were spreading rumours that I was a pedophile among other things, which needless to say completely decimated my social life during the most important socially developmental years of my life. I feel like I’ve been dealt an irreparably bad hand of cards and there is no way to play them that results in happiness. All Ive wanted for a long, LONG time has been to be loved, but because of a combination of Asperger’s, crippling fear of rejection, horrid social anxiety from highschool and my recently developed inability to visualize a happier life, I honestly don’t know how much longer I can tolerate living on this god awful planet.

My wife tried to overdose infront of me because I broke up with her for calling me slurs. She then threatened to take half my money unless I buy her a sowing machine. I got her the sowing machine. And got back together with her because she apologised for everything. A month later she breaks up with me. Gets with another guy immediately after a few days. Starts living with him.

My credit karma won't let me in, my t-mobile app won't work so I can't fix my credit karma. Idk what insurance number to call to get a new insurance card for my very important doctors appointment coming in october that I haven't even scheduled yet. I didnt realizd how soon october was and I am freaking tf out. And the last few days my check engine light has turned on and off. I tried to take it to O'Reillys yesterday but shit happened and i couldnt. I feel like I have absolutely no help, and yk what? Its true. I dont have any friends, true. I lost them all because I dropped out and took care of my brother in hs. I dont have any family, true. Because my mother acts like a child. My "family" hardly knows me, they don't talk, they don't have events. My "family" hates my mother because of how she treated me and now they don't even talk to me because of how I turned out. Not the A star student I should've been. I dropped out so they all hate me. How is that on me? I SAVED my brother. I was coming home to her asleep, him crawling around in his own filth. He got into chill on the ground in a container while I was gone one day. He could've choked. That was my last day of school. I have TOO many problems, not enough time and zero support. I am doing my best I have in years. I'm keeping my head up but *this is so hard.* Im trying not to be suicidal but its so hard to not drown in my problems right now. My car, I dont have credit I didn't know I needed credit, I wont have a way to get to my job if my car breaks down. I don't even know where to call for my new card. Im just crashing out so hard right now, I want one thing to be fixed today. Just ONE.

I just talked to my mom and I’m so afraid for my future.
DNI if you’re anti feminist, homophobic, or a bigot in any other way!!

So I’m lesbian.

I’ve known for a while, and I’ve come to an agreement with what my religion thinks about it. It is a sin, but the sin doesn’t necessarily make me a non believer, so I’ve decided that I’ll live a life that takes account both my religion and my sexuality.

Now my family is the last hurdle. I know they love me. I know they won’t fully support me for any girl I bring home, but I really doubted that they would openly force me to suppress it. I planned on moving far away anyway, they wouldn’t have to see her.

I was talking to my mom about feminism, and what role it plays in a domestic setting.

She literally appreciates the patriarchal system, which is a story for another day. I was arguing against it, saying that a marriage is a partnership on equal footing. We didn’t convince each other of anything, but it was a fun argument, and it ended on a happy note, unlike most of our other discussions.

I asked her what she’d think if I pursued my idea of a happy relationship, which involves neither my partner or I having full power over the other, and us parenting and running the house with both of us as equals.

She told me, among other things, but those things were heavier and I’m not ready to talk about, that she wouldn’t like it because I would be “running a business, not a home.”

She’s not ready to accept me for not wanting to be below my so called “life partner”, how is she gonna react if I ever come out? Am I gonna have to pretend to be that one “I’m not ready for marriage” aunt?

I feel stupid for even thinking she could accept me, when she’s not even ready to let me get a buzz cut apparently because people are gonna judge, even when they aren’t supposed to see my hair in the first place? She doesn’t even wanna let me start covering my head, A RELIGIOUS PRACTICE.

ive had a little confidence built up today just for my classmates to call me ugly 🥲 i thought i looked okay but its never enough for anyone nowadays

gosh i just wish i was pretty maybe then id actually be able to dress up nicely for once

everyone thinks im just ugly, weird and gross and i just dont know what to do i realy have no motivation for anything

ive cut my hair, ive got glasses that suit me, i tried doing make up, i tried losing weight but none of it works im genuinely hopeless

i just wish maybe i was a little bit taller and good looking

it'll probably fix most of my problems

my whole life nobody cared, nobody liked me not even my own friends, one person came along that did, and seemingly really enjoyed my company, but like everything else was just TOO FUCKING GOOD TO BE TRUE and in the end shes fucking worse than everyone else ive ever met up to this point and genuinely desires to make me feel bad and cant just be satisfied with cutting me off

I will admit i placed too much value on that too quickly but what could you expect from me ???? i was only 17 anyway its not my fault BESIDES its not like she just cut me off and moved on, to this day 2 years later she still talks shit about me knowing im gonna hear about it, and a few months ago randomly texted me just to say fuck you to me WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO U ??? YOU STUPID BITCH

Anyway sorry i know none of this matters anyway but im not well and only 19 so this seems like a big deal now, but its fine 5 years from now im gonna laugh about this im sure

This specific genetic condition is one that you do not want to even be a carrier for. Carriers also have pretty significant health issues, including increased risk for diabetes regardless of lifestyle and diet, various internal organs failing or having issues. I have had lifelong issues with these organs, including various appointments which involved invasive biopsies. I recently did genetic testing and found out I was a carrier. My father then said oh yeah, he's a carrier too. So that wasn't important to say before? You know, when I displayed all the nasty symptoms of being a carrier? This is not to mention the fact that had I not done this testing, I could have unknowingly given my children either the carrier or full thing of this condition. But no, I have to sit through multiple appointments now with all of my doctors outlining what my genetic counseling team told me.

Im starting to notice, the older I get, the more I wish to be alone. The only problem with this is that, my own MOM, doesnt understand signs.

Here is an example-

One day, I was laying down, and I was clearly tired and upset. My mom, looked at me asked me what was wrong..Thats fine, I told her 'Its nothing' I didnt want to talk. I was already having a silly episode and I just wanted to choke myself out and die, but..My mom noticed it, and she said "Im getting so tired of you and your attitude." I dont have to even say anything to trigger her. She has always been like this. Everything I do never pleases her, everyting I do something, its horrible, but when SHE does something, its okay. My mom never listened to me. Another day, she threatened to beat my ass if I dont see anyone come into our room. I have bad memory so, I think I remember her saying this.

"I dont want anybody in our room. The next time someone comes in our room, im beating your ass. And dont give me the 'I wasnt in the room' bullhsit either.'" By the way she is treating me, I dont know if I wanna make it to my 15th birthday.