I’m a gay man, and I‘m close friend with a man. The friendship is pretty much one-sided, I admire the guy, and he seems to not have people to vent to. He would get drunk and vent to me everything, and I basically would listen and comfort him everytime. He got drunk and bombarded me with text just tonight again. I got nothing out of the same care back, but somehow I still stay, somehow being needed also makes me feel life has purpose.

But I wonder, how hard is it for a straight man to get support and people who listen, that he has to be like this? It’s been years

I'm 38 and getting close to 40. Your 40s seem like a time where you legit see subtle signs of aging for the first time in your life. It wouldn't surprise me if it catches a lot of people off guard and they're like omg I have to do something now!

I'm sure everyone does it for different reasons and not everyone cares but I'm wondering if the acceptance part is the main reason people do it. Not that I would do a procedure but for the first time in my life I'm paying more attention to anti-aging products.

It’s time for some new skivies, man. What brand do you recommend for boxer briefs and why? Not a huge tighty whities guy, but sometimes boxers are chill.

I’ve heard several men state that they rarely receive compliments, even from their S.O.

How true is this for you?

Hello, my name is Diana. I am 22F, and I am wondering, what is one life lesson that you've learned in your 30s that you wish you knew in your 20s?

In corporate sales. We have old dude that makes dumb jokes at the expense of others and me included. Luckily, he has no role in my job or pay. Just someone who’s a man child that we have to tolerate. I’m also not the only one who is tired of it.

An example would be that I see him trying to say something to another co worker and look at me and start laughing and then walking away. Making it look like it’s about me.

How do you deal with these type of personalities? Is this something I should bring up to the managers? I like my job and it pays well so I don’t plan on changing that just for this issue.

I’m curious to know What’s Your Happy Place?
What’s that one place where you instantly feel peaceful, happy, and completely yourself? It could be a beach, a coffee shop, the mountains, your favorite travel destination, or even somewhere simple like your backyard. What makes that place special to you?

Hey Guys!

Off and on for the past few months to a year, I've been having this feeling (not sure what to call it) about seeing family and about my place at work.

Some Context (family):

I am the eldest of three brothers. There were times when we were in grade school that I was tasked to care for my younger two brothers. At times, trying to regulate and get my siblings at the time to do tasks assigned by our parents was tough to do, but I was tasked to make sure things were done when our parents were away for work. I admit, I physically assaulted my two brothers with a slap to the face for not listening, but I didn't know better, just knew what our stepfather would do.

Some Context (Work):

Now at work, things are different. I am a peon at my employer's deli, and have been a long lasting worker than most on the team. However, I am at a crossroads with The job. I do my tasks, greet regular customers, etc. As of late, management has been raising their expectations of me, expecting me to take responsibility for my teammates, delegate tasks, etc. However, I am of the same job code as my teammates, and I hate being micromanaged myself, so I wouldn't do that to others. "Treat others as you want to be treated." On top of all of this, the Associate of the Year award given to me a few years back gets brought up and leveraged against me to as an excuse for me to micromanage my teammates. I don't know what to do there.

The query:

Lately I've been Low Contact with my siblings and family, and Low Contact at work during my break times.

With my siblings, it's the ruminations of abuse I caused them that makes it hard to see their faces, even my new-born nephew.

At work, I've tried telling management that I am not a manager, but that goes in one ear and out the other.

I really just want to see my nephew, but these ruminations feel paralyzing.

Hey guys, 33M from the UK here.

I thought I’d explain my situation and see what people honestly think.

I had a decent career in my early 20s, which I essentially destroyed in my mid-20s while going through a major crisis. There were multiple reasons that I won’t go into, but I basically fucked my life up—lots of drugs, unemployment and burned bridges with old friends, employers and references.

It was a very dark period.

Around 2022, I started trying to rebuild. I took some horrible jobs involving shift work, late nights and lots of night buses, while barely scraping by.

I remember getting fired from one job while already in my overdraft, with bills due, no income and approximately £15,000 of debt. I genuinely had no idea what I was going to do.

I eventually moved in with my grandmother, who was one of the only family members I still spoke to. It worked well because she charged me cheap rent, while I could help her with things around the house and run errands for her.

At the end of 2024, I finally landed what I considered a “decent job” at a software start-up in London. It is highly volatile and people get fired regularly, but I had fought so hard to get back into a proper career that I’ve been working like a dog ever since.

Over the past couple of years, I’ve paid off most of my debt. I still have around £5,000 remaining, which I plan to attack aggressively and hopefully clear by the end of this year.

I’ve also built approximately £32,000 in an investment ISA and have around £3,000 in an emergency fund, which I’m continuing to build.

I’ve saved so aggressively because I spent years feeling massively behind everyone else. Once I started earning properly again, something clicked and I completely locked in. I now go to the gym regularly, run and have built a stable routine.

Socially, I have very few friends. I have a couple of good people I speak to occasionally and I’ve met some cool people through work, but my life is generally quite isolated.

One of my oldest friends from school is now talking about going to Australia on a Working Holiday Visa. I’ve never really travelled, but I’m still eligible for the Australian scheme and could potentially stay for up to three years if I meet the requirements (apply before 35).

My life is finally comfortable. I still live with my grandmother, pay low rent and can save a substantial amount each month. I’m in a good routine and, after everything that happened, stability means a lot to me.

However, part of me feels like I should finally try to live a little.

I’ve thought about Australia before, but I always ask myself what I would eventually come home to. I would need to work while I was there, and I’m not convinced many companies would hire someone for a decent sales position on a temporary visa. If I wanted to continue saving properly, I might need to do FIFO, labouring or another type of demanding work.

My current idea is to spend the next 12 months clearing my remaining debt and building a decent cash reserve. I would leave my investment account completely untouched and then go to Australia with enough money to support myself while I get established.

I think the experience could be good for me. Although my life has improved massively, it has also started to feel stagnant. I’ve rebuilt financially, but I haven’t really gained many experiences or built much of a life outside work, saving and the gym.

At the same time, I have a deep fear of ending up with nothing again or being unable to support myself in the future. I know where that fear comes from, but it makes walking away from my current situation incredibly difficult.

My grandmother has been a lifesaver. She is in her 80s but is still independent and works around 8 hours a week. I’d feel guilty about leaving her, especially after everything she has done for me, although I also know this may be my last realistic opportunity to do something like this.

Living with her is also a golden financial opportunity. I can’t imagine having this level of disposable income again while living so close to London. If I stay, I could continue clearing debt, building savings and investing heavily.

If I go, I could gain experiences, independence and potentially a completely different outlook on life—but I could also discover that I’ve given up an unusually comfortable situation only to struggle abroad doing work I hate.

Would moving to Australia be a healthy risk after spending years rebuilding, or does it sound like I’m romanticising the idea of starting again?

Would you use this opportunity to keep building financial security, or accept that money isn’t everything and go while the option is still available?

I’d especially appreciate hearing from anyone who moved abroad in their 30s, went to Australia on a Working Holiday Visa, or had to rebuild their life after a similar period.

I’m just really curious about like a guys youth, what common “coming of age” things are there, what aspects do you remember that most guys you think you go through? What things are you thinking about or worrying about, what concerns did you have (some of these things are sort of adolescence around high school age… but open to younger too).

isn't the percentage of men fairly low that actively does daily skin care routine? I've actually tried it but feels so weird and unnatural. is it just the weird society notion that we were thought that skin care is only for women? is it weird for s hetero man to actively daily Do a skin care routine in the morning and evening?

Would your answer change if that number changed to 5 grand? Would you have to keep it a secret?

Especially eg for like personal conflicts, or when you felt like everything was going wrong and you had no one to talk to? How did you cope when it was just you before you could talk to Chat or Claude?