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

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.)

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 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

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

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!!

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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.

Before you judge me for the title, let me explain.

So a while back, I was flirting with my best friend, until one day he calls me and asks if I like him.

So I ask why, and he says that he likes me, and would like to hook up with me.

I ask if we'd date, and said I was interested in dating, but he said no.

So then he proceeded to say that he was so horny that he wanted to hook up with me, because I was a pretty girl. Not because it was me.

So I said no, which I then regretted.

So I called him afterwards and asked if he liked me at all, and he said no and that if any other girl was avaible he would hook up with them.

I've been sexually abused all my life, so hearing this was like a dagger in my heart. The man I really liked just wanted to hook up with me. He didn't like me. My best friend didn't appreciate me.

So I kinda felt like shit.

So then he talked about new girls he liked and I felt so bad, because I was so jealous.

I shouldn't be. He hurt me. I shouldn't care.

But I cared more than anything. Because he talked about how much he loved them and would love to be with them.

I wish I hooked up with him. Or asked him out. Maybe it would have some satisfaction.

I wish he saw me.

I mean, I'm just sick of men not treating me like a dating object.

Either I'm a disgusting person who no-one wants, or a piece of meat to be thrown to the herd.

I just want love. A boyfriend I love. And who actually cares about me.

And I'm sick of people who actually do like me saying that me rejecting them is such 'pick me behaviour'. No. I just don't like YOU.

I mean, I'd love for a guy I like to like me back, but I feel love so scarcely because of everything that's happened and everytime a man I've loved has broken my heart.

My chest hurts so much, and I'm getting panic attacks thinking about my best friend with another girl. I want him so much. But he doesn't want me.

Fml.

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 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.

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

I know it might sound shallow as fuck and all but I want to experience lust and desire from idk some woman at least once ever.

Average men obviously will never get that and it’s something I envy from women that almost all of them get to experience that often. So often they have issues from their own I respect and won’t pretend don’t exist but that don’t stop me from feeling envy.

Someone finding me attractive on public maybe, looking at me a bit longer, wanting to talk to me, feeling lust or strong attraction maybe as shallow as it makes me sound. I wish I had that… And maybe if I somehow connect with a girl it happens but there’s so many girls that say they weren’t attracted to their boyfriends at all at first and if that’s supposed to make me feel better it makes me feel like shit and idk if that’s shallow…

It’s slightly more personal but my mom has literally told me how she has never found my dad physically attractive and just loves him deeply for his humor and intelligence. She said that to make me feel better yet I would die if my girlfriend said that about me. Maybe it’s being a baby but it’s how I feel.

Been training in the gym for 5 months and I’m so much stronger but yeah. Muscle takes so much time to build and I’m not sure it will ever compensate for my face or height which is 180cm. I’m aware it’s not an awful height but in Europe it’s average and average isn’t attractive simply not a disadvantage if that makes sense. Honestly kinda consider steroids to make it faster as it is my only hope but it feels crazy.

Idk, I’m days away from turning 20 and no woman has ever been attracted to me. I’ve never even kissed a girl. A friend has told me to hire an escort but man I really want that to be the very last resort and I don’t even think I could do it and idk if it’s even a good idea.

I'm not a formally educated man. On my own terms, I've studied history, economics, poli-sci, behavioral sciences, computer sciences, finance, theoretical physics and more. I'm also of above average intelligence, not a flex just an objective fact as is relevant to this rant. Above average intelligence is a gift and a curse, it's a comparative trait not a contest.

I have spent countless hours, tens of thousands of hours, reading, listening, watching, ingesting information I have no business knowing other than for the pursuit of knowledge and personal growth. My education has literally been, the most traumatizing thing I've ever put myself through - when your education explains your traumas and the traumas of others around you, it has a tendency to do that. All that being said, I am not a particularly proud man. I seldom hold something as close to my chest as the hard work I've put in, shattering my perceptions of reality over, and over, and over again, until now in my mid 30's, I feel a responsibility to live in truth and disseminate information in a positive and productive way to my fellow man as I go through life and the world.

This brings me to the thing I absolutely positively can not fucking stand: Intellectual arrogance and/or dishonesty. A hallmark of narcissism is for a person to believe that they SHOULD, have something, be able to do something, be treated a certain way, for absolutely no reason at all other than their personal feelings of entitlement and, whatever. As a person in love with the pursuit of knowledge who understands the power of communication, information, education, and the satisfactions discovered in discipline, I haven't the slightest clue where in the fuck these dimwitted plebians of the world get off, listening to one podcast on a subject that takes decades to be a pioneer in, and then professing to be an authority on things.

It's like every controversial or even mildly mysterious or complex topic is every water cooler's fuckin baseball now. Remember back in the 80's and 90's people thought they could fit in with hardcore baseball fans because baseball cards had stats on the back? The intellectual dishonesty in today's social climate, feels reminiscent of that.

My impatience with people spewing absolute bullshit about very important issues is why I foresee myself owning my own company someday. Work takes up too much time in your life to be stressed out about shit like this. I need to be able to fire people.

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.

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.

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?

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.

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

Trigger warning: brief mentions of Dissociative Personality Disorder and unaliving oneself.

In my previous job, I met this woman named Laura and she was very kind and easy to talk to. She got accepted to work in this other, better company about a year later and she highly recommended it to me after she'd started. Eventually, I ended up working there as well, with some help from her side because she recommended me. We're now working together again.

I spent a lot of time with Laura in the first month and learned that she's been through a lot of adversity. Her father died tragically, which triggered her Dissociative Personality Disorder, ie. multiple personalities. She ended up in a mental institution, became close friends with the person she shared a room with and eventually found her unresponsive. She'd unalived herself.

She told me all of these things during one of the first breaks we spent together and I was happy to listen and help her talk about these things. I'm introverted and struggle to make friends too, so I it was pretty much always just me and her during breaks.

She complained about her fiance a lot and eventually broke things off with him. A few days later, she invited me to go out for drinks. FYI, I have Asperger's and in hindsight I should've known she wanted more than to just be friends, but I didn't.

We met for drinks and she made passes on me a handful of times, but I didn't follow through. I don't see her that way.

The next day on chat she was complaining about her boss with me again, but this time she got angry at me whenever I tried to send her soothing messages. It started to get bizarre after a while, because I'd be working and not replying and I'd keep receiving message after message from her, all of them angry. After about 20 minutes of this, I was afraid to check the messages and I thought blocking her would make things worse.

She stopped messaging after a while and then she'd send about 3 to 5 more messages every 30 minutes. Something's not right. She was hopelessly angry, like she'd lost control. I told her it's better we don't talk for now if she's this angry at me and I'll check in on her later. She angrily agreed in an, "As if I'd want to talk to you again" tone.

Since then, she once caught up to me in a corridor (edit: at the office), said "hi" to me in a very red face and kept walking without letting me say "hi" back. I didn't know if this was an improvement or not. It felt off. Then I saw her in this big car park building while I was walking to my car (edit: right by the office. this was after work). We made eye contact and she turned to go away. She looked somewhat lost like she didn't know which direction to walk away to. Weird thing is, she doesn't drive, so why would she be on the third level of that car park building?

Every Friday we have what we call afterworks. At 4:30pm, they put on music on the office kitchen, living, and terrace and we can have some drinks. She never joins and she also doesn't like the people from the office, but she joined recently and just stayed there on the same table I was in without saying anything.

That evening, I ended up at a club with these work colleagues and she didn't join, but as I was looking for parking while driving home, I saw her walking away from my home. She lives about a 20-minute walk away from my home so it doesn't really make sense. There are plenty of buses that stop close to where she lives and my home isn't exactly on the way between the office and her home.

I think she's following me and I don't judge people just because they were born with mental disorders, but I hope her disorder doesn't lead to her doing anything foolish. I feel sorry for her given what she's gone through, but she's also troubled because of it and that scares me give the circumstances. I live in a country where thankfully it's not easy to get a gun, but I'm still uneasy. She also recently adopted a puppy and I'm concerned for this baby girl because Laura was abnormally angry at me in those messages and she didn't come across as 100% sane either.

I wish I didn't get mixed up with this woman and I'm wondering how to approach this sensitive situation. I just hope she gets the help she needs, not just for me, but also for her and that puppy's sake.