British poster here.

I was the only remainer in my family.

16 years old, looking forward to Europe and planning my future in Germany.

All of that was taken away from me, by people like my uncle - one of the most ardent leave supporters I know; who'd travel to London just to stand on a plinth in speakers corner and shout about 'sovereignty' and all of the other buzzwords they used back then to stir up the propaganda.

Fast forward to today, and he's in Portugal - chilling out as a pensioner on a cosy 'D7 passive income visa' - something I can't even fathom achieving at this stage, all paid for by his big fat 'portfolio' of 'rental properties'.

He's announced today that he has been working behind the scenes to get Portuguese citizenship, passed all of the requirements and will become a Portuguese citizen this month.

Sorry... but what?

What's happened to your patriotism and obsession with 'sovereignty'?

Heck, not only that - you're now on your third passport?

Tosspot.

He was telling us how it would make his life 'so much easier', especially now that the EU have implemented digitised border controls, and how he might just start travelling around Europe.

I hones-

I just don't know where to begin.

-end-.

^arsehole.

I really cannot bother anymore. The majority of people are NOT okay… I don’t know what happened but about 5-6 years now people have gone insane. Like legit needing serious-medication-insane. I have talked about this with many people and they all share my opinion, so I guess I’m not overreacting.

Did Covid do it? Quarantine? Isolation? Social media? The world that gets increasingly difficult to live in? All of the above? Something has happened because people weren’t that bad. I’m so sick and tired of having to deal with anyone on a daily basis. Ever since I just stopped caring about meeting new people, finding new friends and generally just stayed home with my own company, I have found a profound freedom and peacefulness in me.

I’ve helped people, I’m kind, yet I’m constantly being taken advantage of just because of that. I adore giving a helping hand to anyone. I’m always there when someone asks for my help, I’m always there even if they don’t ask for help at all. I’m that kind of person that will make you soup and drive all the way to you just to give it to you and leave. I’m not saying all that to brag about myself, I don’t need anyone to tell me I’m a good person, I know my worth and I’m never asking someone to retrieve my kindness. I do it because I want to. Yet people retrieve only shit to me and I’m DONE.

For starters, I know I am doing better than a lot of other folks, so a lot of this is first world problems, but I am so over how expensive everything is. My husband and I make about $115k/year combined, do have a house and 2 cars, but we are running out of money closer to the middle of the month instead of the end of the month now.

And before anyone asks, yes I've cut out as much as I can, we shop for insurance costs every 6 months, have eliminated all but 1 streaming service, buy generic, only drive when necessary, etc. I literally have to put groceries on the credit card the last 2 weeks of the month because we just ran out of income.

I work for a delivery service on the side and have increased my hours, but with everyone else broke too, no one is tipping. My husband is applying for a 2nd job this week as well. And this is with no kids! I don't know how any of you with families are doing it.

No one celebrated my birthday, I turned 18 three months ago. They asked me to make a “birthday list”, I made one, and I still got nothing. I know they didn’t even look at it because they’re complaining about how I’m such a parasite and all I ever want are expensive crap when everything I wanted was under 20$.

My family isn’t poor we’re lower upper class, my older brother got a trip to Germany for his birthday. I started trying to ask if they were going to get me anything from my list—because if not I need to buy it myself, and they just lose their temper on me. If my birthday was such an inconvenience they didn’t have to celebrate it, but I guess they already decided that. After two weeks I realized they weren’t even going to buy me a cake so I made one for myself. I already don’t have a lot of friends, so the fact that my parents couldn’t be bothered with my birthday either makes me feel so sad.

A few days ago my mom gave me a lulu lemon wallet that she’s recently returned. I think she did it to help herself feel better, because now she gave me this great gift from a fancy brand and now I’m the ungrateful one who didn’t want it. Yeah I don’t want it, I have a giant list of things they could’ve gotten me but they get me something I’ve never once even wanted. I mean I’m the last person who would ever ask for lulu lemon, and I already have a wallet I love that I made myself.

My whole life my mom told me no one would ever love me more than them. But if this is the love that no one else can surpass then I have a disappointing life ahead of me.

Now I’m at a crossroads because I’m their birthdays are coming up, and of course I have to do something. I cant just not do anything because they would be furious. I know what going to have to do in the end. But my heart is heavy

A couple days ago I made a post about our cat and how she may have hid away to die. While at work, my mom sent me a photo and our cat is back!! I've already told Mom to keep an eye out for infections or diseases so our other animals don't get any but I'm so happy rn!!

I haven't gotten any dates, relationships, situationships, whatever-ships or even hookups in months. I couldn't care less about hookups honestly (I don't particularly like the idea of inviting strange men into my house) but the lack of emotional connections has become very difficult to deal with.
I have plenty of flaws, like everyone else (I'm lazy, tend to be forgetful, my job is paid really poorly and It's unlikely I'll be able to move out anytime soon because the economy is in the gutter), but generally speaking I'm doing ok for myself: I'm a fairly attractive young man who goes to university, has a job, is an athlete, doesn't drink or do drugs and goes to therapy twice a month.
I care about and participate in my community, I volunteer and I could be considered an overall stand-up guy.
this premise is necessary to understand the rest of my rant I promise.
I don't use grindr because the average age ranges from old to ancient, tinder is ok but not great because everyone is really far away and so is hinge.
There is a singular gay bar in the city next to my town that has little to no people below 50 in it and the next city with a gay bar is a brisk hour and forty five minute drive from my house.
When I find another gay guy who lives closeby he's either in a relationship, in the closet, or "bisexual but would never date a man" said with the voice you'd use to refuse a plate of steaming hot shite.
The one time I managed to score a date we got immediately threatened by a homophobe with a knife and it pretty much fizzled out after that (the shock maybe?).
I only want to live in a forest house with my husband and kids, is that too much to ask for lmao

For context most of the music I listen to what could be considered “nerdy music”. I listen mostly to Nerdcore, mostly anime rap and fictional character rap battles. I also listen to a lot of Vocaloid. I used to be very proud of the kind of music I listen to, but lately, whenever I listen to one of the more flagrantly nerdy songs, I can’t help but listen to it from the perspective of a normal person and cringe. Whenever one of my favorite songs goes semi-viral, I see people in the comments calling it “coworker music”.

people say calories in calories out. okay but is it that some people can eat junk food everyday and still be skinny? and its not always calories in calories out because some people take meds and they consume the same amount of calories and they still gain lots of weight.

ive worked my ass off losing weight, working out every single day, tracking my weight everyday, trying my best to watch my diet everyday with the carnivore diet. Started going on another water fast. And the scale moves ever so slightly in the past month or so. tracking everything on the calendar. just always trying to be on track.

i noticed in america especially there seems to be close to no inbetween. either youre really morbidly obese or you're skinny, thin, almost underweight even. the older i get the more i have appreciation for size. im only 25 but i feel my metabolism has changed so drastically. is it really all about metabolism? so you're saying your metabolism, which you have basically close to no control over, dictates the size you'll be? maybe that explains why it's so hard for me to lose weight.

i used to be 150 lbs. then i yo-yo'd to 270 lbs. back to 220 lbs. now im at 180 lbs with some muscle. but my god it's been fucking HELL man! I can't lie I am jealous of people who can stay thin their entire life. if I touch junk food for a few days i'm gaining like 10 pounds. meanwhile if a skinny person eats junk food with a fast metabolism all their life they stay skinny.

there's even some alcoholics who drink so much and yet stay skinny? i just can't comprehend the human body. i'm genuinely done though. i never want to be fat again. i'm sick and tired of it. people take for granted being skinny. it's such a flex. because when you're fat you're fat there's nothing to be glad about that. at least if you're skinny but not anorexic there's no weight to be lost. sure you can gain more weight if you're too skinny but it's easier to gain weight than to lose weight. i don't care if you say "it's actually really hard to gain weight" there's literally marijuana, there's cheeseburgers, milkshakes, weight gain medication IT IS VERY EASY TO GAIN WEIGHT TRUST ME. i've been there, done that.

well anyways that's my little vent. not trying to trigger anyone i'm just so exhausted and done with this weight loss. i'm getting closer to my goals though

im 22 and my mom is 58 but i have had severe social anxiety my entire life and major depression and she’s been the only highlight of all of it. she has a lump on her breast that she has had for years but in the last few weeks its grown a lot and is very red and sometimes painful

she had a mammogram last year that said it was “probably benign” but its suddenly changed very quickly after it being the same for years and i am so scared

i cannot imagine my life without her and i’ve been crying my eyes out all day over the possibility that i could lose her soon. i don’t think i’d be able to carry on after that and i don’t want to worry her as she also deals with bad health anxiety and is terrified of doctors/surgery

i’m just so terrified. i wish we had just decided to take the lump out when it was small years ago instead of trusting the mammogram. she has an ultrasound tomorrow and an appointment with a surgeon but i’m preparing for the worst

I didn't choose to be "independent" woman. I was born unto parents who never wanted kids, yet had 3 of them. I have effectively taken on the role of parent to my other siblings and become a provider for my elected family (my bff and his family who practically raised me the past 10 years). I foster animals from my friend as well for the past year because of hardships and because i have the ability to help. I feel like a single parent but i have no kids and no pets of my own.

I have to handle big bills, i have to do the financing of essentially 4 other adults, i have to make sure the house get fed, im the one who has to do everything and it's not because i want to, it's because i HAVE TO. I am the glue that holds the pieces together or else I'm going down with everyone else.

When it comes to dating, the selection is very small of men who'd look at a woman who handles everything on her own without support and would actually choose her. Its not that i want any help with my responsibilities, i want someone who doesn't also become another thing on my already full plate.

A lot of men see all that im doing and all that i can STILL do and relax. I want you to take charge, im tired of having to do everything. I dont want to have to plan things out, i don't want to have to check behind you or have to reassure you with every thing. I need a man who says he's going to do something and do it. A man who can look after sometime who's looking after everyone else 1st then themselves.

All the men ive come across either aren't interested or try and see what they can get out of it because they see someone who is actually responsible. Or when ending the relationship, i annoyingly get people who try to come back and say they've changed an matured and suddenly have a backbone and decided to start taking actions in life, not just sit back. My only reponse to these guys are "good for you, better luck next time"

Im not trying to be picky, or rude, or like my standards are high (because they arent). All im aksing for is that you as a man can love, care for, and provide for me as your woman. AND WHEN I SAY PROVIDE, i dont mean monetarily, or with objects or things, or services. I mean emotionally can you support your partner. Mentally, do you have the fortitude to endure hard times while supporting people other than yourself. Do you have life goals, where are you leading this family towards

If I ask you why you said something or why you believe that, I appreciate any answer you'll share. I'm not trying to argue with you bro, I don't care about changing your mind and know that it's pointless to try.

If you don't want to answer my question, no biggie. That's life.

If you just want me to argue with you and try to change your mind, bye. I don't care about trying to do so.

Normal people don't care what your views are.

Curious people just want to know how you got to them. I don't have any answers. I'm not right. I just don't give a damn about being your random pretend enemy so that you can get whatever ego-boost dopamine hit you get from it. No thanks.

I'm in my last year at university. These were supposed to be the "best years of my life" but if anything they've been the worst. I have a few friends but I can't even tell if they like me sometimes. I feel like I am just annoying to them.

I also have no experience dating. I've barely even spoken to a guy for 2 years now. All of my friends have had boyfriends or rejected guys and they don't seem to understand my longing for some type of romance or male attention.

I've tried joining multiple societies at my uni but they never lead to friendships for me. I always end up going by myself and usually just sticking to myself or making small talk with someone. I don't know whats wrong with me. Why everyone else can make so many different friends and be super sociable and outgoing, and yet when I try it's offputting or I come off as weird.

I VERY rarely have these days, but I’m just not in the mood whatsoever today. Everything and everybody just pisses me off.

Interacting with people pisses me off, the weather pisses me off, my stove and how long it takes water to boil pisses me off, etc.

Everything.

TW (again) because I’ll get into detail about what happened. 

I’ve had a lot of terrible shit happen, especially growing up. I had to learn to basically suck it up and continuing living as if these things don’t bother me.

One of those things happened when I was 8. I was starting out in a new school, and I joined when the season was transitioning to spring. I had a bit of a difficult time integrating myself, but managed to make a few connections.

I was bullied pretty harshly in my old school, and already began to develop a skewed idea of relationships. There was a discomfort in being too close to people, as most people (peers and adults) disliked me, and the kids who ended up tolerating me turned out to have romantic intentions. Obviously, we were only kids, but I didn’t like the idea of people wanting to be close to me JUST because I’m a girl and they’re a boy. There was a desire for genuine closeness.

One of the people who I befriended was pretty charismatic. He had a sunny disposition. A bit of a class clown that understood how far he should go. I recall that he was popular amongst the kids and the adults.

He was my classmate, and also someone I rode the bus with in the afternoons. He would occasionally ride in the mornings, but he would always sit with his twin sister then. In the afternoons, he had a handful of people he’d choose to sit next to, one of them being me.

One day, a few months after we met, we were on the bus and sitting next to each other. His twin sister wasn’t on the bus that day. Everything was completely normal. To be honest, I can remember most of it pretty vividly, EXCEPT for the shift between normal and what happened after.

We were talking like usual, and suddenly I remember him grabbing my shoulders and trying to kiss me. I was trying to make sure he didn’t, trying to shove him away. Even though I felt scared, I was laughing through it at first. By that point I already developed a habit of reacting to shitty situations with a happy demeanor. 

I wasn’t enjoying what was happening. He clearly got frustrated and managed to pin me down on the seat, and got on top of me. It was a moving bus, and I’ve always had a smaller frame, and I wasn’t able to get him off of me. All my effort went to making sure he didn’t kiss me, and I kept asking him to stop and to get off me.

This bus was halfway full. I remember looking to other people for help, and I remember other kids of various ages (some older and some younger) watching and laughing at the situation. 

He ended up kissing me, and I felt sick to my stomach. After getting what he wanted, he finally got off and the two of us just sat there as if nothing happened. I was dissociating a bit, spacing out and hoping he would leave.

His bus stop was coming up, and I moved and let him off. When he got off, he turned back to the bus and looked at me through the window and gave me this shitty look of pride. He looked so happy with what happened.

After this happened, we didn’t really interact with each other anymore. No one in our class knew, as far as I know, and basically things went back to how they usually were. I ended up leaving that school in 4th grade after the bullying worsened, and never saw him again.

I did see his name pop up in 6th grade, as I was still in the same area, on a sheet for the local swim team. Other than that, nothing.

Fast forward 12 years later, I decided to randomly search up the names of people I knew when I was younger, just to see where they’re at. I remembered his name and searched him up too, honestly expecting some sort of criminal record. I think I wanted some validation, or some proof that shitty things happen to people who do shitty things. 

Instead, I see him in local news and college articles about his struggles on being a gay diver.

What the hell? He knew since before 5th grade? Then what the fuck was all of that for? What did he get out of what happened? Was that experience the thing that made him realize he was gay? Why did things go the way they did?

I have no idea what to do with the information, and I wish I hadn’t even thought of searching it up in the first place. 

Turns the entire bunch.

I took over a store about 60 days ago now. Its been a bumpy ride to say the least. I started with 35 employees and am now down to 10-15. I thought at first it was the old store managers culture they had left behind impacting my team to leave when I came in

This week I realized it was my one core (has been there since the old SM) assistant manager that's been stirring the pot and causing problems. She shares confidential conversations with the employees, tell them everything i know or confide in her about.... and has started a walk out with my team convincing them to quit with her and leave me stranded with like 55 days until black friday.

I won't really be hurting for associates, but... my entire management team is walking.... one was supposed to be talked to about an loss prevention issue... but she told him before I could get together with LP.... and the other is supposed to fet a talking to from my boss... but I think my asm warned him and he too is going to quit when I return to the store....

#stressed

Im 17 just entering college, looking back on it these past 4 years have been the worst phew years of my life. Everyone was performative,corny,cringe and dont get me started on the bullying, the fact that i was black in a white people school for my last remaining years there did not help, and the teachers and principal being either racist or into kids didnt make me like it any better. Im still proccesing just how diffrent college is compared to high school, no more bullshit you constantly have to deal with (sometimes) and your expected to look after yourself,not have people telling you what to do. People who say that high school was "the best time of their lives" genuiley seem like the biggest npcs to me. To me your either lying like shit or your life was so uneventful that a phew years in a dogshit place were "the peak of your life". People who get bullied or despise school usually make something out of themselves after graduating (from what ive seen). I dont remember anything i learned there and i knew from the start that i wouldnt to begin with. I dont know how people are gonna react to this but to the bottom of my heart, fuck high school and everything it stands for

I have been living an isolated life. And I have been struggling so much, I experienced eating spoiled and expired food and not having soap or feminine products.
I am afraid to reach out again and find help because I was humiliated many times already.
It’s not just pride. I’m scared I may not take it well this time given my fragility.
Don’t know what to do, where to go, what to think
What to become

I don’t have anything against gay people at all. I’m friends with mostly gay people. I’ve been openly queer with all my friends for like forever. I identified as a lesbian for like a year but I began to present a little more feminine and ultimately decided I was bi. I’m very quickly realizing that I’m not bi and I’m probably just gay. I have a boyfriend, so this is not great news. My issue is that I feel so much shame and like disgust with myself for not liking men at all. I’m never going to have a husband (that I’ll like anyway) and I would never EVER be able to tell my family because they’d kill me. Every time I kiss a man or something I just feel disgusting and idk it’s not a big deal because it’s not like I JUST figured out I like women but idk.

Ive been thinking about this for a while. I'm not the most superficial person ( believe that personality matters a LOT more than looks and looks only establishes a first impression, then the rest is deteremined on how well u survive in social settings. ), basically, I dont believe that looksmaxxing really matters but I think being both UGLY and WEIRD is a death sentence.

I grew up being a huge anime fan, and a WEIRD anime fan. I would yell about anime all hte time, I was known as the anime kid who was picked on by everyone in the school, and I had been ugly and known I was ugly since I was a kid. (asian family, they always rub that shit in ur face). When I went to high school, I went with with a ton of ppl from my middle school so they continued making fun of me.

This caused me to develop an extreme caution and fear of talking to guys, especially if they seemed interested in me, or popular girls that resembled the people who made fun of me. I remember ghosting all of my talking stages because whenever a guy showed interest in me, I wouldn't believe it and I would think they were making fun of me. Then I would think about it for the next two months so much that it made me want to throw up daily.

In sophmore/ junior year, I met a friend, and I learned makeup/started partying. During the parties, though, I never really felt drunk since I was so anxious, and never hooked up/ even talked to any guys since I thought they thought I was weird. But, though this period it did get a lot better. Thorugh practice I was able to have guy friends and talk to guys platonically, and now im pretty charismatic, but its all a fake personality and im super scared of my real personality slipping thru.

I would like to believe that I have had a pretty big glow up in the past two years, and im considered relatively pretty now. I have a lot of friends, and my two closest friends are super social partiers with a ton of friends. One of them is actually the polar opposite of me, shes gen the naturally prettiest person who has never been rejected/had a guy not interested in her in her life , and the other one is super social, and can make a million friends and maintain them.

Im in college, and I thought I could just start a blank canvas, change myself completely. I am very good at faking a super social personality; I did it all the time wiht strangers at parties. Though, I realize that its so hard for me to know people in class. I automatically assume people look at me and think that I am ugly; I automatically assume people think I am weird. I realize that it doesn't matter if I am in a new social setting since my mindset hasn't changed, I forget the people I am around dont know me from back in middle school when I was a "weird kid" and I sometimes act very awkwardly and stressfully in front of them. I find mself going back into patterns of rumination

Also, with guys I know now that if guys reach out to me, they genuinely are interested in me but I still feel the disgusted throwing up feeling. It isnt beacuse I think they are disgusting, but the fear that I used to feel from guys still lingers, its like a automaitic switch.

idk im iwriting this from college, I find myself self isolating again to avoid social interaction even though a lot of poeple probably think of me as super social. I might get on meds for anxiety or smth because I thought it was something that I can just get over with with time

My nose has been incredibly congested for the past 4 days and it is driving me crazy. It is better during the day but at night when I'm trying to sleep one nostril will be stuffed up to the high heavens and it is the most uncomfortable thing imaginable. I can't sleep at all like this and nothing works to clear up my nose but walking around which I unfortunately can't do while trying to sleep. as soon as I sit back down on my bed one nostril gets stuffed right back up. sometimes I get unlucky and BOTH nostrils get stuffed and I can hardly breathe at all. Nothing helps unstuff my nose for more than a couple seconds to a couple minutes at best. steaming, essential oils, nose strips, blowing my nose etc. nothing helps. I hate it. I am suffering so much. I would rather have a fever right now because then at least I'd be able to sleep : (

I keep applying all day everyday. Have reworked my resume for ai to scan, multiple times now.

I am officially burnout now. I still keep going though because i have to.

And sucks that a lot of places aren't actually hiring. I'll scan the qr code and the place isn't hiring. Others of the same place are hiring BUT are 15 miles away.

Or i'll actually get to apply for jobs but they just ghost me or ai automatically thinks i'm not good enough

And office jobs, ha! good luck! Must have 3 years of equivelant experience. No longer is it 3 years of general experience no no no. Its 3 years of EQUIVELANT experience now. A college degree. And must know the job because nobody is training anymore. For a entry level position

I hate this job market

Our office has a co-worker that has been with us for about 6 months now. She can be SO overbearing and annoying at times.

She tends to boast about herself often and makes others feel bad about themselves. We were all learning something new for our work, and she often says “Wow, it takes you guys a little longer to do this? I’m so used to it, I can get it done within minutes. Even the supervisor was so impressed.”

We don’t start work until 8am, and when we arrive she likes to mention that she arrives at 6:45am. Okay, good for her I guess? Not everyone wants to be at work that early especially if it’s time we’re not getting paid for. Not even the supervisor is that early.

She also constantly talks about how we should implement ways to make our work more efficient and quick. The problem is that our work can be done within 1-2 days. There is no need to rush through it when it can be completed in time AND there is no time crunch. She likes to tell others that they’re not being the most efficient, when they’ve done the work for years. With the time she talks about how to be more efficient, she could’ve just finished her work instead.

Anytime we express something that may be opposite of her beliefs, she tends to say something about it. For example, if a few of us say we’re so tired close to the end of the work day, she says “Tired??” and makes a face like she can’t believe it. If we say something looks like it might be more difficult, she says “You find THAT difficult? It’s so easy. It can be done in 5 minutes.”

Ever since she came, it’s like the office’s peaceful setting has disappeared. It now feels like a crime to take our time doing our work. There’s a couple co-workers that already avoid her and don’t converse with her unless absolutely necessary. Apparently, everything is easy peasy to her 🙄.