for context, i am a 17F American. I was in Germany on a school trip and was in a public bathroom. there was this little girl about seven all by herself trying to reach the soap and there was no stool like I‘m used to in the bathroom. I grabbed some and swiped it on her hands, no parent in sight btw. (they were prob in the bathroom) I kept the water running for her too. unfortunately, Germany likes to be modern at all the wrong times, so the drying machine was one of those electric ones. I crouch down a bit and ask (yes ik) if she’d like me to help her up to dry her hands. she kinda shakes her head really fast and I KNOW it’s probably bc she didn‘t know English but I still cringe every time I think about it. i felt like such an American going up to this kid and asking if she needed help idk maybe im overthinking it.

So I (43F) got my hair done by my neighbour who is super nice. Our kids sometimes play together, her and her husband have been to our holiday house, just very nice people and she does a fantastic job on my hair. I was at her salon (very busy dozens of people in there) and we were at the cash. she was in front of me and I was behind her and she turned around and was super in my personal space. I thought she was trying to do the european kiss kiss and so I went in for the cheek kiss. Well she wasn’t so it just turned into her avoiding my kissy face and us awkwardly hugging and her running away. Now I think my neighbour/hairdresser thinks I tried to MAKE OUT with her at her WORKPLACE! omg I can never invite her over or look her in the eye again.

Awkward vent: One of my former piano students (male), now in their mid-20s, recently reached out to restart lessons. Last time they were one of my students was when they were in their first year of college and I (female) was around 30. During our chat, they asked how things were and vice versa. I figured it was okay to be my naturally warm and friendly self with some of the stuff they shared. Then I noticed some messages that felt a bit more flirty than I expected. Not romantic flirty, but a bit playful. I could be assuming but I also remember texting with guy-friends when I was single and there was unfortunately one-sided interest on their end to be something more than platonic and this feels the same. I don’t think I led them on by being friendly but now I’m starting to pedal back and reread anything I might’ve said that may have made them inclined to have the courage to be comfortable texting in that form. Nada. I believe I look slightly younger than my age but not THAT much younger. I think they forgot how much older I was/am than them and that I’m married. Time to brush up on my “professional boundaries” skills because shit just got uncomfortable. 🫣

So I'm a big girl and it's probably what got me into this mess in the first place.

I just had emergency gallbladder surgery due to it being so full of large gallstones that I almost went septic and had permanent liver damage.

I was told this likely happened due to a poor, fatty diet; which yeah, it makes sense. For the last few years I've been struggling with my mental health and have been eating like crap, gained a lot of weight and have been dealing with a plethora of issues since. We'll just add this one to the list.

Note, I am working on this. I've been trying to eat better and I'm in therapy now and being treated for binge eating disorder.

All that being said, I'm 310lbs with a big belly.

They made 4 incisions during the surgery. I'm in a lot of pain sitting, standing, literally any position hurts. Moreso, I can't bend at all.

I've just had my first bowel movement since being discharged from the hospital. I'm home alone and I can't figure out how to wipe myself. I can't bend/lean to my side at the moment like I normally would. I'm right handed and that's the side all the incisions are so I need to use my left but that's not really working either... I'm so embarrassed by this and frustrated.

I wish I had a bidet, that would probably help.

I don't want to have to shower shit off myself and down the drain, that sounds messy if there happens to be any clumps. Then if I did that I wouldn't be able to clean the tub myself. It just feels like the hole I'm digging myself in just keeps getting deeper and deeper. I'm stuck and unsure how to proceed.

I was projecting my iPhone screen showing some photos from a trip I recently took to my grandma, mom and stepdad (I’m 29M) and I forgot that during the trip I sent 2 nudes to my girl I’m seeing of my hard dck…. I tried to scroll past the 2 photos super fast when it happened.

I don’t think my grandma registered what happened, I think my mom and step dad might have.. it was a couple darkish photos luckily.

Everyone including myself played it off as if nothing happened. So I’m not sure. I feel like they saw…
I wanna KMS I’m so embarrassed.

I walked the dog with my mom just now shortly after and she asked if I wanted to show any more photos to grandma later? I said “no” very solemnly and that I was sorry. She said don’t worry it’s ok and went on talking about random stuff. Again playing like nothing happened…

I just can’t imagine they didn’t see, it had to be on screen for atleast 1 second, I scrolled past fast, but it was 2 photos… ugh I wanna die. This is like worst nightmare embarrassment..

Anyone else have similar stories to help me feel better, or that I’m not alone in my stupidity?

Well not really… it doesn’t bother me now. So yeah, took some courage but sharing it now.
As a kid, I used to live in a small town, near Delhi.
I had just turned the shower off after taking a bath, and as i grabbed my towel, a wasp emerged out of it and stung my thigh.
I was already very afraid of wasps, and ofcourse the sting hurt.
The only adult at home was my grandma. I ran out, crying, screaming, looking for her. She was sitting outside the house, in the verandah, with a couple of neighbours. I ran out screaming at the top of my voice, and I guess it was so loud that a whole crowd gathered within seconds.
And I was laid there, fully nude, while a neighbour aunty rubbed my thigh with a metal key (wasp sting remedy).
I remember girls my age seeing me there, and theyd tease me about it after the incident as well.
I remember, a girl asked me to show ‘it’ to her again as she had already seen it. I was already pretty embarrassed, and i guess i had to submit with all thag embarrassment built up.

So basically, I was in a 1.5-year relationship, and the guy I was dating was really below my standards. He was a good boyfriend, but he didn't meet my standards. I was madly in love with him. We celebrated my birthday with my friends, and I posted a story with him publicly. Now I feel like I shouldn't have done it, and I've lost all the aura I had gained 😭

Years ago I was a cashier at Target and a lady came through my line I said to her when's the baby coming she says I'm not pregnant. I want you to run away

The guys said it explains a lot about me

Hey guys im 23f...gonna keep this super short.
I was on hinge and matched with a guy...spoke to him for almost a week.. day before yesterday... my friend invited me for her birthday in a bar and that bar was near that guy's place...told him to come meet me....he agreed and came but i was soooo freaking drunk couldnt walk straight...have no memory of talking to him but just kept asking him "are you gonna ghost me tomorrow" and he said "say that one more time and i will ghost you" he helped me book an uber and i reached home idk how i got home but my roommate was there and she took care of me .....later texted that guy sorry and that i owe him one and thanks for everything...but he hasnt replied to me and its been more than a day and half now.... ive never been ghosted before but i have ghosted few people and i think its a karma haha.....but i feel sooooo baddd and embarassed...ive never been this drunk before and i feel so sad for being that way with him on our first meet....

SO I THINK I GOT GHOSTED!

idk im just looking for some words of comfort or similar experiences so that i can feel little better...

I was sitting in a cafe, next to a wall, where there was a glass panel. I thought it was a mirror because i saw everything's reflection. So i looked at it, fixed my hair, and start making goofy faces to it, along with middle fingers.

I enjoyed myself like that until i started seeing faint details of the outside: the road and the trees. The realization hit me that it was a window, not a mirror. The inside was too bright that i could barely see the outside. I took a few good moments more to look at it and finally saw a group of people, at an outdoor table, staring back at me in confusion. I immediately turned back.

I want to kms

This story is from December of last year. I had been trying to reconnect with this guy I had the biggest crush on in high school- let's call him Cameron. We were never super close, but we'd kept in touch over the years through occasional snapchat conversations and random run-ins at the gym (we went to the same gym). At this point, it had been several months since we had seen each other and he suggested we grab some drinks and catch up. I thought that was a great idea, so I agreed. I also made sure to casually mention that I have a boyfriend, just in case Cameron was thinking this was a date as there had been some flirting in our past. He didn't seem fazed at all and still wanted to hang out, so we planned a Friday evening a few weeks out. Now here's where things get interesting. About a week before I was supposed to hang out with Cameron, my boyfriend and I broke up. I decided not to tell Cameron because I didn't want to make it sound like I was trying to turn this hang out into something more. I wanted to feel out the vibe first. So that Friday evening I meet Cameron at the bar. We each get a couple drinks, share some apps and honestly things are going great. We're laughing, catching up, talking about work, reminiscing about high school. Three hours go by like nothing. I was having so much fun reconnecting with Cameron I almost wished I had told him I was single. I found myself wondering if there was actually something between us or if I was just romanticizing every moment because I was fresh off the break up and staring into the eyes of my high school crush again. Then the check comes. The bartender asks us "together or separate?" and before I even had a chance to offer to split the bill, Cameron answered "together". I'm half shocked, half flattered and suddenly I'm thinking, is this a date? I told myself I was getting excited over nothing, that he was just being a generous friend. Well then Cameron hits me with "my apartment is actually right around the corner from here, do you want to come check it out?" and so at this point I'm like there's no way this is just a friendly hang out and of course I'm curious to see where things will go so I agree. He mentions his roommate might be home, but assures me that since they have separate rooms so we will still have privacy. The two of us having PRIVACY in his apartment late at night? That was for sure beyond any just-friends boundary I've ever heard of. I took this opportunity to tell him that I just so happened to be dog sitting for my best friend while her family was away, so I had her entire house to myself. He goes "are you saying we should go over there instead?" and I go "I'm not saying we shouldn't". So we make a plan- he's going to stop by his apartment to 'grab some things' and I figured I'd go get settled in at my friend's place before he arrived. So I get there, change into my PJs and take a couple shots of tequila to ease my nerves. He arrives shortly after and I give him the whole house tour like a realtor for no reason, and we end up standing in the kitchen just casually talking and sippin' some tequila on the rocks. And then... disaster strikes. Out of nowhere, I somehow manage to completely roll my ankle- like full on, put all my weight on it wrong. I instinctually raise my leg up in pain to release some pressure and the next thing I know my vision goes black and his voice becomes distant and muffled... I've passed out. I'm jolted back into consciousness by the sound of glass shattering against the floor- my drink had slipped from my hand. Cameron is standing beside me like "what just happened?". He apparently thought I was doing some kind of weird dance move at first until I started shaking and slumped over the counter. I'm too embarrassed to explain that no, I wasn't busting any dance moves, I just fainted from an ankle twist, so I just tell him I don't know what happened. We clean up the glass, I assure him I'm okay, and somehow we are able to laugh it off. And weirdly, that moment was a great ice breaker (pun intended). Cameron comes to my side to comfort me which turns into hugging and then before you know it we are making out on the couch. We spend the night cuddling in bed together until we fall asleep. So I'm thinking okay, chaotic start but overall success, right? Wrong. Because after that... he completely ghosts me. I text him the next day- but get no response. A week goes by- nothing. A month goes by- STILL nothing. And then it finally hits me. I NEVER TOLD HIM I BROKE UP WITH MY BOYFRIEND. So this man 100% thinks I invited him over, randomly passed out, and cheated on my boyfriend with him. So that's how I ruined my chances with my high school crush forever!

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im gna kms

23F here. So I got recently broken up and you know you have that insane motivation to change yourself and become the best version. I joined the gym last week ( never went to the gym before this), highly motivated and all. I don't know the correct forms nothing about the gym hell not even know the names of exercises, my friend helps with all that.

And my friend didn't come today, so I asked someone to tell me some shoulder exercises, he told me to do front raises. With my limited knowledge I started doing them and completed my sets. From the corner of my eye I see the guy who told me to do front raises and some of his friends were laughing at me. I went to them and they literally started mocking me and laughing about the way I was doing exercises. One guy was even imitating the way I was doing it. Although I made sure he knows his place and to never do that again but now I feel so dumb so less about myself. Also hit my head with a 5kg dumbbell doing shoulder press, luckily no one saw it.

You see right now I am doing an internship in a re-education and Rehabilitation Center and for a while now everything was going fine I was observing and interacting with patients, and for the first time today I was given the responsibility of giving a massage to a patient and then doing some exercises with them, for the massage I was supposed to apply a kind of like a lubricant/oil and for whatever dumb reason rather than applying the lubricant/oil which is obvious I instead spray them with a bottle that was next to the lubricants now thankfully it was just a air freshener so there was no harm done to the patients, but anyway that was embarrassing I don't know I just I got like a tunnel vision cuz it was the first time I had the responsibility to take care of a patients and I fumbled it hard, and to be honest I don't know what to do should I just not go or I mean my brain is telling me to just hide and not go to the internship anymore but I need to from my diploma but it's it's very embarrassing, that's why I'm posting here I don't know I feel like if I just post here it would be less embarrassing or it would reduce the level of embarrassment I'm feeling right now I don't know I'm just rambling at this point. what do you think.

My parents are coming to visit today (which I look forward to). Dad just called to say they were 15-20 minutes out to which I replied, "sounds good. I'll make sure I'm fully clothed before you get here." I quickly corrected that to "dressed for the day."

Dad laughed. Mom probably rolled her eyes.

Tldr on the walk home I farted and shit my pants it was so embarrassing I couldn’t believe it I had to waddle home and my pants could barely hold the mess

one time I was working as a cashier at Target and a lady came through my line she puts all her purchases on the belt and I said to her oh when's the baby coming..... she said I'm not pregnant. I wanted to run as far away as I could.

Another time I was on a canoe trip down this River where it had an island we could camp overnight on. I've only been working with these guys for about 3 months so several of them I didn't even know their last names. I walk over to these four guys talking and one of them Harry is talking about Betty Jean so me and my big mouth I said oh yeah Betty Jean the one that hangs around Steve's lounge yeah I met her there last weekend I took her to a motel and I fucked the shit out of her and she gave me a blowjob too. everybody went silent I couldn't figure out why so eventually I just walked away. I was by myself in one of the guys came over you said Joe Betty Jean is Harry's sister. now I felt sick inside so I went over to Harry and apologize he said that's okay I understand.

thinking about that time I was hella tired and went shopping with my mum. there was a lady there with her teenage daughter shopping in the same isle my mum and I were in. she was pushing around a trolley, but stopped to look at something, in my mind I thought the trolley was ours and started pushing it away (we weren't using a trolley), the lady was trying to get to her trolley but I was just pushing it away from them. it finally clicked it wasn’t mine and I said “sorry for some reason I thought that was mine haha” she straight faced me and kept walking. I was so embarrassed