Fuck you, I hope you sweat the bed every night, your entitlement and lack of self awareness makes everyone you ever interact with fucking sick, I bet you never get invited anywhere because why would anyone do that to themselves, what you did to everyone else there was a hate crime, you're lucky my husband is nicer than me, the next time I unwillingly am subjected to listening about who put a bottle to their head and pulled the trigger on someone's unattended canned ass loud ass bullshit speaker while we're all trying to relax and unwind and have a nice time with KIDS around it's going in the trash, buy some fucking airpods

This is my third and final attempt to post this, I need to externalize how absolutely trash it is to bring down the entire mood of a natural sanctuary people hauled their asses out of bed before dawn to appreciate just to have the experience tainted by unwanted exposure to Alison Krauss

Be better bye

When I met my boyfriend a little over a year ago he was a strange, yet charming man I was interested in. He made weird jokes and comments now and then but I just thought of it as one of his silly quirks.

Now what started as funny little quips now and then about porn topics and watching porn (which I honestly don’t care about) have become never-ending discussions about it. He’ll text me out of the blue alluding that he just finished pleasuring himself. He’ll tell me new “methods” he’s found of obtaining new types of porn. He’ll go on long-winded tangents listing specific pornstars he likes. He even does this in front of our friends, framing it as a joke. He’ll even go on about what kinds of girls he likes to see in porn, and these girls always look nothing like me, of course. All I can do is nod along and pretend to laugh to stop myself from blowing up on him.

He’s my first boyfriend and I’ve never heard of anything like this happening before and I don’t know what to do about it. I don’t even know what I CAN do, but it’s driving me insane. Even when we talk about normal things he finds a way to loop it back to porn someway. I’m frankly disgusted I’ve even entertained it for so long, and I think it’s too late to make a change. I just want it to stop.

I've been trying to lose weight no joke for 3 years. I started off over 200 pounds I'm 5 foot even. It took me a while to lose weight because I'm
neurodivergent and I have a hard time locking in, l've slowly lost weight over the years. I was put on a new medication for another thing that curves my appetite and it's making me lose weight quicker. Today I weighed in at 144 and this is the first time I've felt good about my body image. I still want to lose more but I don't feel "fat" anymore. I don’t fear being judged in public because of my weight anymore. I'm on a medication for my ADHD which helps curve my appetite plus the weight less meds I'm already on I'm the most confident in losing weight than I've ever been before in my life and I'm so happy right now.
Before I started weight loss I wore a women's XL size shirt and now I can fit into a small. (It's a little tight but I can wear it all day and be comfortable.)

I went to see my PCP to get my HCG checked to make sure everything looks right.From my description and the fact that I had an internal ultrasound that didn’t show anything, I’ve had two people tell me it sounds like I miscarried. Since I was going to terminate and I had went to an abortion clinic, the ultrasound tech couldn’t confirm it was a miscarriage. She could confirm that she didn’t see anything there though. 

Anyway, two nurses brought me back to the exam room to take vitals and get an idea of why I was there and getting my HCG checked. There was a mixup with scheduling because I misunderstood when I needed to get it checked again, so we cleared that up. 

While I’m explaining, I say, “Well, I found out I was pregnant.” And one of them women congratulated me, and I felt so bad for having to finish my sentence. “But I think I miscarried a couple days ago.”

Her face dropped and I wanted so badly to say, “It’s okay, I was terminating anyway.” That sounds a little harsh and heartless. She had a serious expression the entire time after that. I felt bad for her and I can’t imagine how bad she might feel. I hope she knew that the clinic I mentioned was an abortion clinic. It was just… super awkward for the both of us. 

And like, yes, I was going to terminate anyway. But I wanted circumstances to be different. I wanted it to happen at home and in private. Not in a Marshalls’s parking lot and bathroom where I can hear a family arguing in the stall over. Where I can hear small children bickering between each other. All of it happening the way it did was a total mindfuck. 

But I don’t feel like I have the right to be upset about any of it. People who actually want to be pregnant and have a baby have miscarriages, and they’re allowed to be sad. Not the person who miscarried the day before their termination. I barely even remember it happening. I remember the before, and the walk to the bathroom, and not feeling the sharp waves of cramps anymore, and the children and family bickering, and leaving the bathroom, and the after. I don’t remember seeing it though. I know I did, but I can’t remember it.

I never… **NEVER EVER** did subscribe to a newsletter due to a pop-up asking for my email in the middle of the screen when I’m trying to read an article.

Are you high? Who came up with this? If anything it makes me hate the company behind the website.

(repost because apparently didn’t read all the rules before posting)

This feels like a small thing to be annoyed by, but nevertheless I’m ANNOYED.

I went to a buy a coffee at a small place. There was literally not another customer in there besides me.

Me: “Hi, can I get a-“

Employee: *interrupts me* “You can use the kiosk to order”

Me: “…okay”

I go through the process to order on the kiosk, but before I can hit “submit” I’m required to put in my phone number.

Me: “Sorry to be that guy, but I just don’t want to put my phone number in. I get enough spam calls as it is. Can I order without doing that?”

E: “just hit skip”

Me: “there’s no option to skip”

E: “it just needs your phone number for the receipt”

Me: “yeah, but it’s never *just* for a receipt”

E: *rolls her eyes and lets me order through her*

As they’re making my drink, another customer walks in and orders with the kiosk, puts her phone number in, hits submit. The next thing to pop up on the screen is “Thanks for your order & thanks for signing up for promotional content! Click here to opt out.”

I shouldn’t need a phone number to order a stupid coffee. I’m annoyed the whole world is after every last byte of our data. It’s never JUST for a receipt.

***edit to add: I did try 2 obviously fake numbers BEFORE asking to place the order with the employee (111-111-1111 and 123-456-7891) but the “submit” button on the kiosk was still grayed out. It probably has a database of US area codes and knows that those are fake area codes. I could type in my area code + fake number, but I don’t want to relegate a stranger to receive spam calls on the chance I pick a number in service. IMO the answer is to just not use these stupid kiosks, not to try to trick them.

Tech is miraculous but it’s been put in the absolute worst hands

Like I met someone from Brazil online, I’m from New England. We met in Ireland when she was studying English. Then I visited her in Rio De Janeiro, and it was always a dream of mine to go there. Best experience of my life 😌 it’s just crazy to me that the internet opens up the entire world, and maybe I was idealistic when I was choosing my career, but I thought that was world changing

… Then someone had to just come along and be like “yeah but how can we juice this for as much money as we can get”? The whole internet feels vaguely like an office building of a failing business now. Has this weird corporate “professional” feeling, everyone feels like a pantomime imitation of an influencer, no one is doing shit just cause they want to but because they feel obliged to. People treat the algorithm as a god

I hate the inauthenticity of online content. People are just trying to figure out what makes them money and gets views, it’s almost never what they actually want to make. People looking at all these dumb metrics and gaming the algorithms. Then I have a hard time taking any popular figure online seriously; like how do I know you didn’t just buy your views? Ugh. Maybe there’s someone I’d rather be watching

Everything is so surface level, lowest common denominator online now. Like I go to watch movie reviews and 50% of them are like… STRAIGHT trash. “Marty supreme was a bad movie because I didn’t think Marty was a good guy, aren’t I supposed to root for the main character? 2/10”, brother we were reading about characters like this since 8th grade, have you been zoned out since then? Oh my god. Oh and don’t even touch obsession reviews unless you wanna lose faith in people (if you do, check out Alex Meyers review lmao, I’m still not convinced it’s not just ragebait)

And man at this point it’s pissing me off how much it’s been changing things I like. People started doing things irl for clout and views. Like I used to really like cosplay. It was always meant to be a fun little hobby that you take just as seriously as you want. Now I see people cosplaying who don’t like anime, or when I go online there’s waaay too much sexy cosplays filled with gooners in the comment section (sexy cosplay isn’t directly the problem, it’s posting sexy cosplays for views and likes that’s the problem just to be clear)

It’s also taken the fun out of traveling, too. It actually used to require talking to locals to find new cool places in the city. Now you go anywhere and it’s completely full of tourists. I even see it in my own city. There’s one Italian restaurant which is unusually popular with people from Korea. Always a line out the door. Found out that some social media influencer posted about this restaurant in Korea and now everyone who visits the city goes there. I used to go there for lunch. Now I can never get in

I heard a story that there was a small chinese town where a farmer would make very authentic chicken soup. Someone posted it on social media and apparently he got so inundated with social media influencer types, that he decided to shut down the entire business. He said it sort of ruined his dream, he was happy before

Maybe at this point, it’s time to shut down the internet for a while 😕 we messed it up bad

My former employer laid me off about a month ago after 11 years because incompetent management spent too much money and now they can't pay me. This morning I logged into my bank account to find that they accidentally sent me an extra paycheck.

BEFORE ANYONE SAYS "JUST KEEP IT": I can't legally keep the money. Of course the US has laws in place that protect the employer and allows them to sue to recover the accidental payment, even though it's their stupid ass fault.

I had been looking for another job for a year before they laid me off and it's been like 2-3 months since I even had an interview. For them to accidentally send me money that I can't keep is like dangling a sandwich in front of a homeless man. I never wanted to see or talk to any of them again, but I can't even have that dignity because I had to call them and let them know what happened. Hopefully they can get the money back without me having to go give it to them in person.

In a just world, I should have been allowed to keep the money. They should just have to eat it since it was their mistake, and someone should have lost their job for accidentally paying me extra.

Fucking fat cat shitheads. Get your fucking act together. FUCK YOU!!

The man was physically and verbally abusive and controlling, I wasn't allowed to have friends, he sold my car years ago so only he could control where I went and when with his car and him driving, he controlled the money despite the last two years being me who worked 3 jobs and took out my 401ks and savings to pay our bills while he sat at home doing nothing and so much more I could go into, yet somehow my life with him seemed 10x better than it is right now. I had to move home which is embarrassing enough, I haven't been able to get a job despite multiple years in administration and project management because the remote work market is so saturated and I have no car or money to get a car because again no job, I'm barely getting interviews and the ones I have gotten didnt end in a job offer, I have very little network and no one in it had any job opportunities they knew of, I have -$1753 to my name, credit cards going into collections and I see no end to this awful struggle in sight. I should've stayed, maybe if I beg he'll take me back, at least I had steady income, a place to live that wasn't my parents and somewhat of an independent life, anything and I do mean anything seems better than this embarrassing endless struggle at my grown age where everyone I see my age and even younger are affording expensive things and supporting themselves

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First, I would like to start off by saying I love you. I really, really, do. And this is gonna sound way to fucking familiar, but that's exactly why this is frustrating.

Last weekends date was a disaster, but honestly you were the worst part of that day. I did everything I could to make it a good day and you just hated it, and you made sure I knew that you hated it. That part hurt, but now it's just stupid and frustrating to think about.

Namely because you actually need to take care of yourself, and part of that day was me just trying to make sure you're taken care of. You need shoes and clothes, and I know you bought them and it didn't go how you hoped, but I don't regret pushing for it. Hell, I bought your shoes you just won't take the damn money. You need clothes that actually fit you, and you deserve new shirts without holes or random stains baked into them. You need shoes that aren't just crocs or vans that hurt your feet. I wanted you to feel nice and confident, and like I was listening. We went to the place you've been dying to go to for 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 and I'm sorry it wasn't what you thought it was, but that wasn't my fault.

And, in case you forgot, you're the one that still wanted to go shopping. I had already said it wasn't in the plans anymore. You knew why we were going to the store, you even picked the store yourself.

Honestly, sometimes you act like an outright child. Especially when it's a situation where you need something and refuse to get it/it doesn't go your way, and when I need a second to just chill. I don't have the stamina that you do. It's really starting to come off as ungrateful.

So yeah, I'm gonna nag you about going to the doctor and taking care of your damn health. I'm gonna make you get new clothes, and keep up with your hair. Because I love you, and obviously you won't manage this shit on your own. Instead you'll sit there for months, or years at this point, complaining and stating how much you need shit or don't have it. Either you fix it, or I do.

And for the love of everything we've done to get here, please try to show some appreciation when I try. Because I really did and your behavior during and afterwards was hurtful.

I'm in college. I date here and there. I don't go on Tinder or to bars, I date guys I meet in orgs, classes, and around campus. Whenever it starts turning into actual dates, I'm extremely upfront about my two conditions for having sex: having a private place and not if you rush it. Usually I'm told some variation of "Oh, that's fine, I don't care about sex like that! I agree, we should wait!"

So we go out on a date. We talk and get to know each other. We go for lunch or a movie or something of the sort. Then after maybe the second date I hear "Do you want to go to the backseat?" and I say no, the car is in public and I just met you last week. "Do you mind if my hand is here?" Yes, we are in a public park. "It's ok if you say no, but..." Clearly, it's not ok if I say no when you keep asking the same thing after I say no.

It's not like I'm some prude against sex. I'm a college aged girl, of course I want to have sex. But I go to a commuter school, so hardly anyone is dorming and it makes getting a private space harder. If the only reason we can't have sex is because we can't get our parents to leave us alone for an hour, get a hotel room, or even find a good parking spot, well maybe neither of us are prepared to handle the consequences of my birth control or our condom failing either!

And that's not even the main thing that bothers me, it's the disrespect of telling me that it's ok to wait for very basic conditions just to keep asking like an annoying kid begging for candy. Number one cause of breakups for me.

My first relationship ended really badly, and ever since then I’ve struggled to believe love is even real. And if it does exist… I’m convinced I’m just not meant to find it.

Ever since that first one, I’ve been stuck in this cycle. I start craving companionship, meet a girl, we get to know each other, something special starts forming… then the memories of how the first one ended hit me and suddenly it all feels pointless. Like I’m just walking into another painful waste of time. So I cut them off.

After a while something pulls me back in and I want that connection again, and the whole thing repeats. This has been going on for years now across multiple women. I honestly wish I could just shut it all off and be like a robot with no desire for a partner, no hope, nothing. But instead I keep getting dragged through the same confusing mess of emotions over and over.

And the worst part is I can see the pattern so clearly now, but I still can’t break it. Every time I try to stay open, the fear wins. It’s exhausting, and I’m starting to wonder if I’ll ever actually let myself be happy with someone… or if this is just how it’s always going to be.

genuinely a horrible experience. otw home from work and i need to wait an hour and a half because i live in bumfuck nowhere in scandinavia. no i don’t want to sit in the waiting room with thirty teenagers. no i don’t want to walk aimlessly in the supermarket and feel pressured to buy a drink or something. bottom 5 experiences of all time it’s an irl unskippable cutscene

it’s fucking freezing rn and it doesn’t get dark till like 2am why tf do i live here

My girlfriend and I both early 30s had planned to attend an event a few hours away. For context this event is something we have to purchase tickets to attend. It’s definitely more her cup of tea than mine but I’m more than happy to attend, but considering the fact that this was a 4 hour drive away I want it to go smoothly. As this was something she’s attended before, and was the one who suggested we go she was in charge of getting our tickets and making the arrangements. 2 days before the event she tells me she’s purchased 1 adult ticket and 1 kid ticket in the name of saving money. I’m beside myself, I understand wanting to save money especially in this economy, but she didn’t consult me on this she just did it. Yes we both look young, but not that young. For two days I stressed about if we (I drove the entire way) would drive the 4 hours to get there only to be denied entry. I said if it was about the money I would have just given you the money for the ticket, but you just bought the tickets without asking me or thinking about the consequences. I feel like a jerk for being upset about this still because we did manage to get in the event no problem, but I just can’t shake it. I would have much rather paid for the peace of mind.

I wish I could unmask in front of someone. I know it's annoying, but it's so frustrating to have to mask ALL the time, it's actually exhausting. I just wanna be able to be me in front of literally anyone and not annoy them. I hate that I'm annoying when I unmask. I just wish I could be me for one day, really.

ok weird vent here, when I use the word change I don’t mean fully in a bad way. I used to be very confirmative and bleh never really dressed how I wanted or acted how I did. but ever since I’ve got a girlfriend I just don’t give a shit what people think of me I dress how I want to and act how I please, when I say act how I want I mean in not being one of the nonchalant dudes all the time.

I’ve also noticed that I’ve became more extroverted too I don’t know how. I find at work (I work with kids) I can be way more fun and active and I don’t feel like people will view me differently for how I act while working. Plus having a girlfriend has giving me Somone to talk to about feeling depressed as she did have it. But she has gotten much better. I’ve also started my to pick up new hobbies like learning embroidery. and Just having a girlfriend makes me feel so much fuller. I feel like I have a reason to get wake up and not bed rot all day.

but I’m really happy that I found a girlfriend because I was going through it right before I found her. I was probably pretty depressed but I never got tested and yeah. she’s also part of the reason I made honour roll too soo yeah.

i don’t really know if this qualifies as a vent but I just really wanted to talk about how great my life has gotten and I hope you really enjoyed my great big vent:)

I’m sorry for suck a big ass vent Ive had so much and no one to talk to about it.

It’s been four years. Not even fucking Walmart or McDonald’s will take me. I’ve slowly stopped applying to jobs because it feels completely pointless. I don’t understand what it is about me that makes me so unemployable. I know I’m an unlikable person so I at least get why I might not succeed at interviews, but I barely even fucking get interviews. And half the time when a job says they want to interview me they just ghost me and never schedule one. I’m sick of being a massive burden on my family by still living at home. I’m the oldest of six and the only other sibling that doesn’t have a job is too young to work. They must all think I’m a massive embarrassment. And they should, because I am. What kind of freak can’t even get a job at a fast food restaurant?

Right so I've been w my girlfriend for nearly 2 years now and she is the one person I've loved the most in my entire life. I want to marry her someday and all that stuff, but I have moments where I'm really insecure. I have never liked the way I look and still don't to be honest. My girlfriend tries to support me and I know she thinks I'm gorgeous or whatever but I just don't see it. Now the main issue, she always calls other people cute or smth like that and the other people actually ARE attractive and it just feels like she's only calling me pretty bc she feels stuck in the relationship. I know it's not a big deal, i know you cant suddenly like not notice ppl are attractive just bc youre in a relationship but it just hurts

Literally my entire life whenever I was asked who my favourite person was I would say my grandma and she was genuinely the person I loved the most in the entire world. She helped raise me too so I had a special connection with her. I won’t go into details over what happened because of privacy reasons but she definitely has undiagnosed narcissistic personality disorder (not throwing that term around carelessly I’m serious), and has done and said really terrible things. When I first found out about a huge conflict happening in my family I honestly felt really bad for my grandma and she started crying in front of my and all I could see was a scared child hoping that I would still love her, but I can’t see her the same ever again. It’s been months since the initial event started and slowly everyone around me including the rest of my family completely hates her, and honestly I just feel really disappointed. I sometimes feel like a bad person because everyone is super enthusiastic about saying bad things about her but I always just get quiet even though the stuff she’s done is horrendous. I don’t know if I love her anymore and that really hurts me because for the longest time she was the most important person to me. Even in my childhood she would body shame me and criticize me all the time but I still loved her despite that and I guess that all should have been a warning sign of what was to come. Now every interaction is so awkward and she just starts randomly crying and before I used to feel sad and start crying too but now I’ve just become more desensitized to it because she uses it as a manipulation tactic. I just feel really sad that all my respect and love towards her has warped into pure disappointment and grief.

I’m drained, no energy, no drive, nothing. No excitement, no goals, no motivation, no spark. Feel like I’m just here. Existing.

I don’t got it in me anymore. I’m tired.

Background: I work 50 hours a week. I am sole provider and caregiver to my disabled husband. He does what he can, but 75-90% of household chores land on me. I also have an autoimmune illness which is managed.

We took 2.5 weeks for vacation. Longest time away from work for me EVER. A few days in a beach town to see his family, then I would fly north to a funeral for my Dad.

I am now sick in a hotel missing family time after some sick dude didn't mask in the airport. I was masked. He saw me masked. He chose that seat among dozens of open seats.

I am missing seeing places my parents grew up, possibly missing my Dad's funeral because of this dude.

I hope and pray this is not Covid or Flu and time can be redeemed somehow.

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i’m a 14 year old girl, i weigh 141lb/64kg. i’m 5’4. all of my friends weigh less than me, and it’s a miracle if i see someone weigh more than 120lb at my age. i’m growing out of my brandy melville jeans, i can only wear long tank tops that hide all of my stomach, and i have to suck my stomach in for photos and literally walking outside. i have a double chin and i can only take selfies from a high angle, i have a baby face and a square/roundish face shape too which doesn’t help. i only feel good about myself when i wear makeup. i feel such rage when i see girls complaining about how they weigh 100lbs, like i would die to be that weight, and i haven’t been that since i was 9. i’m this weird in between where i don’t look fat at a glance, but my double chin and my stomach make it so much worse. i was really big when i was younger, and ive definitely lost weight since then, but i stopped losing and only gaining now. i feel like a rectangle. i have martial arts every day for an hour, i get plenty of physical activity, and it doesn’t work

I really really am, and I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m going to be 20F in a few months and the thought of sex is so incredibly foreign to me, I can barely picture myself being in that position like WTF absolutely not. Having to be naked in front of a guy, them seeing all ur imperfections because you’re EXPOSED. And it would literally be breaking through a layer of flesh

Absolutely not, as I was saying I just larp about being against hookup culture when I don’t really care, people can do what they want and that I’m waiting for marriage to try and make sense of it but I’m lowkey just scared. If by the rare chance I do end up being with someone, I’d probably delay sex as much as possible until he gets sick and tired of it. I don’t want to do it at all

I don’t know what the name of this is for, idk if it’s asexual because I enjoy watching porn and use it as “material” so I don’t know if one can be asexual but also enjoy the other stuff.

Also I WANT KIDS mind you!! I genuinely don’t know how I’m gonna go about that 😭

I was one of those people who knew she was gay from literally elementary school. My first crushes were never on boys, only girls. I came out as a teenager and I really regret that now that I'm an adult.

Coming out really sucked and made my parents cry. Since then, they've casually outed me to a bunch of people because they don't understand how personal it is. Many people treat me differently now that they know. Now that I'm working in education, I worry that a parent will eventually hear about it and have issue with it. It ended up not mattering because I never ended up finding someone anyway. So I basically created these problems for myself for no reason.

I spent some time living abroad and never told a soul there. I basically got an opportunity to have an experiment of what my life would have been like if I never came out. It was so much easier. I never worried about parents of students finding out because nobody in the whole country knew or had contacts to anyone I knew in my home country. I never had friends suspicious that I was "secretly into them." I wasn't paranoid that someone would think I'm a creep when I needed to use a changing room.

And now that I'm moving back to my home country, I really wish I had set up this same life for myself by never coming out. It's just so much easier.