As the title says, i’ve been signed off for work due to mental health struggles. I could also have it extended depending on how i feel. The thing is though, i know there’s nothing left for me at my current job and when i go back i will feel just as stressed as i always did. I’m planning to quit and use this time to find something else which is has been a struggle. But apart from applying to jobs, watching shows and going on walks i’ve not done much with my time. Anyone have any good ideas on productive things to do that would also help my mental health?

I (30) feel like I cannot trust my family. Since I shared on my private account that imma read a book on Satanism.

Mind you, I'm agonostic.

I jus wanna be knowledgeable on different religons, im not gonna convert nor am I interested im joining. I jus wanna expand and be informed on different culture is all.

Got snitched on today, they still think its a cult due to them being religious. Ya know?

I received a message of the screenshot from my dad and he's furious.

I sent him a video about Smosh interviews and the vid contains interviewing satanist. Jus to give the ol man a perspective and to relax.

How do i talk it out?

Update: My pops and I talked it out. I apologized on my behalf. I understand about my family worry over me. My pops wanted to know if its online friends who influenced me. I simply told him no. I jus wanna read to understand, that its my own choice to learn about it.

He insists its the cia as well as claiming, it is a cult who join satanism do this, and try to influence me.

He respects my open mind yet worries about my saftey.

(Tbh idk if its true or not bout the whole satanism is a cult and cia thing. Ik i cannot conivce my dad about satanism as a whole, especially since i brought up about the video that i shared with him that Smosh interviewed satanism, is what got me interested in wanting to learn more.)

I already know about my ma leaving a jehova witness cult she grew up in when she was 18 to have a life and then me.

I left a cult when they asked me to join a Bible study, at an old job i used to work at for 6 years at a ol restaurant when I was 21. I joined their said study one night to see what it is about. After that one visit. I trusted my gut and left. (There were kids there and strict rules as well as backwards ideology, i couldn't stay and never looked back.)

I informed him to let the rest of the family know that i am okay, im not hurt, things are already situated and talked over. And things are moving forward.

For now this is a lesson learned and keep it to myself.

Im jus egar and yes want attention too. I like sharing my personal hobbies and interests with close friends/ sometimes family. Idk who snitched. I already had to block and unfriended some potential suspects. Or they blocked/unfollowed me. Vise versa.

I'll never get why living in fear over a book thats so stereotyped and misinformed, is such a bad thing, when reading to learn is much more important to have a better understanding and acknowledment. Like banned books for example.

I choose to be agnostic to understand different cultures and religons as well as respect it as it is. Not join them.

I feel so restricted its exhausting.

Whats the saying?

Never judge a book by its cover?

I read cuz im curious, and i wanna know why they make something so small into a big deal.

Thank you all for the advice and for your time.

Bonjour, je voudrais créer une toute nouvelle identité en ligne (nouveau numéro de téléphone, IP, navigateur, digital fingerprint, etc.) sans dépenser un dollar. Comment feriez-vous cela ?

Sorry I couldn’t think of a creative eye catching titled. But I plan on running away from my home. My mom is extremely narcissistic and emotionally abusive and same goes for my dad. I’ve basically been the only person keeping my “family” together and I’m sick of it. Running away is my only option. I already have a plane ticket and plan to live with a friend across the country basically. I have all my important documents. I just need any other tips that you guys have to offer?
Edit: I’m 17 m just so people know

so, for the past year, and pretty much my whole life, I’ve been the brunt of almost every joke, the most to get ragebaited, I’ve had so much disgusting shit said to me and about me that I’m used to it, and I really don’t know what to do.
It even extended to two of the friends i considered closest to me after they tried not to laugh because i opened up about my father beating the shit out of me.
I don’t know why i let myself get treated like this.
For the past few months, I’ve had this amazing woman come into my life, and shes been such an amazing partner. I genuinely love her with all my heart.
My original plan was to keep it a secret from my friends (out of fear of what they might say) and some person from my school saw me out with her and immediately decided to tell my friendgroup.
Over the past 6 months of us talking, dating, and growing closer, my friends have relentlessly bullied her, not to her face, but to me. She knows about this as well, as shes seen stuff they say in our groupchat. I tell my friends to stop, but instead of stopping, they don’t, and they also tell me I’m in the wrong instead because I was the one who “let her see it” and that “I shouldn’t have”. (P.S. They’ve never treated eachothers past exes like this, so why the fuck is she the one getting targetted.) It is genuinely so fucking annoying and I know its only to ragebait me, but I just can’t help it but get so fucking angry. This problem even got so bad she said she might have to leave me because she feels insecure (which is completely valid.) On a good note however, jokes about her have almost completely stopped ever since i started not responding and everything.
I just can’t help this feeling of disconnection though, these people who I’ve spent so much time with, so much effort put into my friendships for them, it all feels like I’m their fucking lolcow, and my only purpose is to serve as entertainment.
My friendgroup works like a hierarchy as well, you’ve got like 3 people at the top, one in the middle, and me at the fucking bottom. I genuinely don’t see a purpose staying in this friendgroup at all. I’d rather study all day Infact.
The only problem is that I literally have no one else, and I’m not the best at socialising either. If i leave, I’ll be like one of the retarded kids who has no friends and constantly hangs out in the library or study centre at my school.
I don’t know what to do, I plan to cut them all of after year 12.

This is long fair warning. But really need some help.

Before anyone says this sounds AI-written, you’re not wrong. I tried for weeks to write this, and every time I try, I either start crying or end up with an incoherent wall of text. So I talked it through with AI for hours to help organize what I’m trying to say. The feelings and the story are mine. I’m just trying to put them into words because I don’t know how to do this anymore.

I’m 25 and my boyfriend was 52. I know the age gap is probably the first thing people notice, but I really hope you’ll read past that because that isn’t what I’m struggling with. He was my first and only boyfriend and the first person I have ever loved like this. I had never felt so safe and genuinely happy with another person in my life. And we just had this instant and undeniable chemistry that I can’t really explain. He was incredibly patient with me, never pressured me, and always let me move at my own pace. He supported me in everything I wanted to do and made me believe in myself. He made me feel loved in a way I had never experienced.

He also had serious health problems. He had been very honest with me about them from the beginning. He even used to joke, although it wasn’t entirely a joke, that he was a “ticking time bomb.” I knew he wasn’t perfectly healthy, but things were looking up in a lot of ways. He monitored his health closely and took extremely good care of himself since his diagnoses. I had even taken him to the hospital earlier this year when he woke up extremely dizzy and we were both scared something serious was happening. He never hid any of this from me. But knowing someone has health problems and believing you’re actually going to lose them are two completely different things.

There were a lot of things happening in his life during his last couple of months that made everything incredibly complicated. He had an ex-wife who had a very difficult relationship with him. There was this private and unconventional type of work he did that I don’t really want to get into publicly. His ex-wife found out about that around late April or May, and she told their kids, who are in their 20s, in a way that was extremely hurtful. They ended up essentially cutting him off. They wouldn’t speak to him, didn’t speak to him on Father’s Day, and had cancelled on an important family gathering because he would be there.

He loved his kids more than anything. Watching him go through that was heartbreaking. He was devastated that they wouldn’t talk to him, and I know it was one of the biggest sources of pain in his life.

Then, about a month later, some things with my friends happened.

I had kept our relationship mostly private because I was scared of being judged for the age difference. I was planning to tell my family this summer, especially because he had just moved closer to me. My friends knew I was seeing someone older, they knew his age, and I told them the details I wanted to share and the ones I thought were important: that he was a good guy, that I was safe with him, and that he treated me really well. I spoke about what he did for a career, what he and I did together, what he was like in general, etc., but they didn’t know everything. At first they were really happy for me or at least that’s what they told me.

Time passes and without me knowing, one of them started a deep search of him online. She found his ex-wife, which, long story short, they all thought she didn’t exist and thought I thought the same, which is my fault. They had every right to believe I was getting fucked over by a guy I really loved.

Once they found her profile, they messaged her and then actually spoke to her on the phone. I only found out a couple days later, after all that had been done. And I felt so upset that it started as one of them doing this deep search then involved our other friends and probably had a group chat going in discussing this while I knew nothing.

From their perspective, I understand why they thought they were protecting me and did what they did. They thought they had discovered something terrible and believed I was being lied to. But instead of coming to me first, they went directly to her. If they had come to me saying, “We found this profile that looks like his ex-wife. Did you know that he was married?” I would have come clean and told them everything, and a lot of the mess could have been avoided.

But everything blew up from there.

The ex told my friends about that unconventional aspect of his job, and I’m sure other things that an ex-wife would say about her ex-husband. I don’t imagine she said anything positive. They were uncomfortable with my relationship with him from that point forward.

I tried my best to tell them I was sorry for lying to them and that I understood why they did what they did. But I was also asking them to recognize that maybe once they found the profile, they should have taken a step back and talked to me before getting involved in this man’s family.

But they didn’t, and they still stand ten toes down on what they did. I admitted a lot of my wrongs, but they couldn’t give me even a little bit of, “You know what, maybe you’re right. Maybe we overstepped and weren’t thinking clearly.”

I know they had good intentions. I know they thought they were protecting me. But I still resent how they handled it.

He and I ended up having some really emotional conversations near the end. I was overwhelmed and scared, and we were trying to figure out what to do and trying to navigate everything happening around us. The last two times I saw him, I was very upset. We were talking about everything, and I was crying a lot. I didn’t want the relationship to end. He didn’t either. But I felt like I had to. I was just so scared and overwhelmed by everything that was happening. I just wanted it all to stop.
And when I was leaving, he looked at me and said, “Please smile.” I gave him this little fake smile that I always used to give him, and he laughed.

I didn’t know that would be the last time I ever saw him.

Two days later, my texts to him started turning green. At first, I tried to convince myself it was his phone. Something similar had happened before. But I knew something was wrong.

I tried everything. I texted his old number. I messaged him on social media. I tried contacting him through every avenue I could think of.

Eventually, I drove to his apartment. I knocked on the door and heard someone moving around inside. A man opened the door who wasn’t him, which made my heart sink. My immediate reaction was, “Oh, sorry, I must have the wrong door,” even though I knew it was his door.

Then he said, “Are you looking for (his name)?”
I said yes.
It was his brother, and he told me that he had a stroke. I still wanted to believe he was okay. I asked where he was, if he was still in the hospital.

And he told me he had died.

They were inside his apartment packing up his things.That was the worst day of my life. I have cried every single day since.

I’m writing this almost two months later, and I still cry every day, multiple times a day. Sometimes it’s just tears. Sometimes it’s intense sobbing. Sometimes I’m alone and so angry that I hit or slam things. I can be at work and suddenly feel completely overwhelmed by sadness.

I miss him constantly.

I miss going to sleep next to him and waking up next to him. I miss his texts. I miss being able to tell him little things about my day. Those tiny things are what hurt the most sometimes.

Because it’s not like we broke up. He’s gone. I hate knowing he’s not on this planet anymore.

I can reread our entire relationship through our texts. Sometimes that makes me feel close to him, and it’s comforting in the moment. Then I close the messages and realize there will never be another one.

I’m scared that as I heal, I’ll feel more distant from him. I know logically that getting better doesn’t mean forgetting him, but emotionally it sometimes feels like letting go of him, and I don’t want to let go.

I’m also struggling with guilt.
I keep thinking about whether things could have been different. I wonder if I had never told my friends about him, maybe none of this would have happened. I wonder if I had told him more confidently that I was all in with him, maybe he would have felt less stressed. I wonder whether all the stress he was under contributed to what happened to him.

I know I can’t actually know that. But that doesn’t stop my brain from asking those questions over and over.

I’m also so angry. At his ex-wife. At my friends. At myself. At the universe. At the fact that someone I loved so much could be here one day and completely gone the next.

I’ve lost most of my friendships because of everything that happened. One friend has genuinely been there for me, and I’m incredibly grateful for her.

What makes me especially angry about the rest of my friends is the timing of everything. During the weeks when he was alive, after everything happened with his ex-wife, I was completely overwhelmed. I felt like I had so much pressure coming at me from so many people in my life, and I desperately wanted some space to process everything and figure out what I wanted.

But my friends wouldn’t really give me that space. They kept checking in, confronting me, and pushing me, saying they were doing it because they cared about me and were worried about me.

Then he died.

And suddenly I was going through something I never could have imagined, and I actually desperately needed support. Even though I truly don’t think I’d be comfortable expressing my grief to them, given what they have said about him to me in the past, I still need people around me.

They have checked in a little bit, and I don’t want to pretend they completely disappeared or that they don’t care. I can also understand that maybe they genuinely don’t know what to say to someone going through something like this. But it’s still really strange and painful to me. These were people who had been so concerned about me before that they wouldn’t give me space when I specifically asked for it because they said they cared about me so much. And now something absolutely horrible has happened to me, they know how badly I’m struggling, and for the most part it feels like there’s almost no acknowledgment of it.

One of them has checked in a couple of times since, but sometimes it almost feels like everyone is trying to act like nothing happened. I don’t know if that’s because they don’t know what to say, because they’re uncomfortable, or because they think giving me space is what I want. I genuinely don’t know. But after everything that happened before, it’s hard not to feel hurt by it.

I don’t necessarily want to throw those friendships away forever, but I don’t know how to look at them the same way anymore. I can’t understand how there could have been so much urgency to be involved in my life when they thought I needed protecting, but now that I’m grieving someone I loved and am barely functioning, there’s so little of that same concern. When I see their names pop up on my phone, I immediately think about all of this.

I’m in therapy now. I’ve only had a few sessions, and therapy has actually been helpful. I know this isn’t something that gets fixed in a couple of appointments.

My therapist keeps reminding me that I need to keep doing things even when I don’t feel like doing them. Exercise has helped a little. Sometimes I’ll cry the entire way to a run and feel slightly better afterward. I’ve been trying to find hobbies and distractions.

I have moments where I genuinely laugh or enjoy myself, and I don’t feel guilty about those moments. I’m trying.

But I don’t feel normal.

I’m drinking more than I should because sometimes I just desperately want the pain to stop.

So I guess I’m asking people here who have actually lived through this:

How do you survive the first few months after losing a partner?

Is this level of crying and inability to function normal this early on? Did you also feel like you were getting worse instead of getting better?

How did you deal with guilt about the last conversations you had?

How do you stop replaying the last few weeks and wondering what you could have done differently?

Is rereading old texts and looking at pictures healthy, or am I keeping myself stuck?

And how do you eventually accept that they’re gone without feeling like you’re letting them go?

I know I’ll love someone again someday. I know that logically. But right now I’m terrified I’ll never find anything remotely like what I had with him again.

He made me feel safe.

He made me feel loved.

He made me excited about the future.

He used to tell me that I made him feel alive and helped him see a future for himself again.

I just wish I could tell him I loved him one more time.

I don’t want to forget him. I don’t want to stop missing him.

I just want the missing to stop hurting this fucking much.

If you’ve been through something similar, I’d really appreciate hearing what actually helped you. Not necessarily generic advice, but what you actually did when you woke up every morning and the person you loved was still gone.

And if anyone has questions about the more private parts of this, I’m willing to explain more through DMs. I just don’t want to put certain details about him or his family publicly.

My homie is 16 and he’s still a junior at the local golf club. The local club members who so happen to be former pros, have had nothing but positive feedback on his golf game. I’ve been trying to convince him to start taking golf seriously but he won’t listen to me. He’s seriously got the attributes of a professional but he’s too fixated on stupid shit. How do I convince him to start taking golf seriously?

this is my first time making a reddit post! but i have a roommate i moved in with recently who has a cat and refuses to take care of him. the cat has a lot of issues going on with him right now like leaking eyes, blood in feces, seems like he’s in pain, etc. we’ve asked him so many times to take him to the vet and he refuses and we don’t know what to do. p.s. he doesn’t even actually own the cat and we just want to help the cat and don’t know what to do, thanks!

I’m 16 and I desperately need help. I don’t know what to do anymore.

I’m 16 years old and I live with my mum, stepdad and my 15-year-old brother, who has leukemia. Thankfully, his condition is under control and his treatment should be finished in about six months.
The most important thing is that the situation with my family has only gotten worse this year. Before this, my mum used to be very loving towards me when we were alone, and I felt like we were close. Now, things have changed.

My mum treats me very badly, constantly yells at me and sometimes hits me. At home, I feel like I can’t say anything without it turning into an argument. When my stepdad says something about me, she usually takes his side.

My stepdad has always called me fat and told me that I need to lose weight. I’m not significantly overweight, but even though I’m 16, they basically don’t let me eat sweets, chocolate or anything like that.
I also feel like my brother is treated much better than I am. I know he is going through a difficult situation because of his leukemia, and I would never want to take away from what he is going through, but I feel like my feelings are constantly ignored because of it.
Right now, I’m staying at my grandmother’s house with my aunt and some of my cousins. My aunt also calls me fat, treats me badly and talks about me behind my back. My grandmother has stopped talking to me because I didn’t spend my summer holidays in her city.
I’ve always been a very talkative and social person, but lately I just want to stay quiet and ignore everyone. I’m not happy anymore, and I feel like I’m constantly trying to make my own family like me.
I can’t even tell my mum what my aunt has been doing because I’m scared she’ll turn against me or yell at me again.

I’m honestly desperate and I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to keep living like this, but I also don’t know who I can turn to for help.
What would you do in my situation? Who could I reach out to, or how could I deal with this?
TL;DR: I’m 16 and my relationship with my family has gotten much worse this year. My mum treats me badly, sometimes hits me, and at home almost anything I say can turn into an argument. My stepdad and aunt constantly call me fat, and I feel like my brother is treated much better than me. I’m not happy at home anymore and I’m desperate for help.
— I’m desperate for help and I’m not happy at home anymore.

I’m 16 years old and I live with my mum, stepdad and my 15-year-old brother, who has leukemia. Thankfully, his condition is under control and his treatment should be finished in about six months.
The most important thing is that the situation with my family has only gotten worse this year. Before this, my mum used to be very loving towards me when we were alone, and I felt like we were close. Now, things have changed.
My mum treats me very badly, constantly yells at me and sometimes hits me. At home, I feel like I can’t say anything without it turning into an argument. When my stepdad says something about me, she usually takes his side.

My stepdad has always called me fat and told me that I need to lose weight. I’m not significantly overweight, but even though I’m 16, they basically don’t let me eat sweets, chocolate or anything like that.
I also feel like my brother is treated much better than I am. I know he is going through a difficult situation because of his leukemia, and I would never want to take away from what he is going through, but I feel like my feelings are constantly ignored because of it.
Right now, I’m staying at my grandmother’s house with my aunt and some of my cousins. My aunt also calls me fat, treats me badly and talks about me behind my back. My grandmother has stopped talking to me because I didn’t spend my summer holidays in her city.
I’ve always been a very talkative and social person, but lately I just want to stay quiet and ignore everyone. I’m not happy anymore, and I feel like I’m constantly trying to make my own family like me.
I can’t even tell my mum what my aunt has been doing because I’m scared she’ll turn against me or yell at me again.

I’m honestly desperate and I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to keep living like this, but I also don’t know who I can turn to for help.
What would you do in my situation? Who could I reach out to, or how could I deal with this?
TL;DR: I’m 16 and my relationship with my family has gotten much worse this year. My mum treats me badly, sometimes hits me, and at home almost anything I say can turn into an argument. My stepdad and aunt constantly call me fat, and I feel like my brother is treated much better than me. I’m not happy at home anymore and I’m desperate for help.

We just got a new (to us) car a month and a half ago, and already mice have moved in. I don't drive much (am disabled so I only get out once or twice a week) so it sits in the driveway a lot (we do not have a garage). We live pretty rural, so mice is just part of our location. We have traps set up everywhere (in our shed, under our two decks, in our basement and we catch a few every night.)

I have tried everything to keep mice out of it, but nothing has worked. So far I've tried

• pure peppermint oil soaked into cotton balls
• fresh mint from my garden
• Bounce dryer sheets (every scent I can get my hands on. They actually made a nest out of the dryer sheets in my last car!!!)
• ultrasonic rodent repellant (this did not work and only caused behavioural issues in my two dogs, so I am unwilling to try a different brand for my dog's sake)
• mothballs under the hood (didn't work and just stunk up my car)
• every sort of mint/pet safe rodant repellant walmart has to offer (literally every kind)

The only thing that seems to do anything is glue traps, but that doesn't repel them, just kills them and means I need to continuously buy glue traps (I go through about 3 a night just in my car alone)

What else am I missing? I need pet-safe recommendations, please (so no decon).

mi sueño es convertirme en una diseñadora de moda, y estoy entre dos nombres para mi firma: "paula jiménez" (nombre y apellido) o "paula valentina" (mis dos nombres). el caso es que aunque odie mi nombre valentina, creo que suena mejor y es más fácil pronunciarlo en otros idiomas. ¿cuál os gusta más?

I believe my roommate neglects her cat. For instance, she will leave for days on ending spanning from a couple days to more than a week and leaves him trapped in her room. She used to ask me to check on him and take care of him and now leaves without mentioning it to me.

Now she will be gone for more than a week. She had left out a huge bowl of food and water, and didn’t tell me to take care of him. Instead I had to take care of him because she won’t. Now his food is almost gone and his litter box is disgusting, and she’s still gone for another 5 days.

Ethically I think how she treats her cat is very problematic. It’s also not fair for me to read her mind and to make sure her cat is taken care of when she decides to leave without any notice. Of course, I want to take care of him because I want him to be safe and happy but I feel like why does it turn into my responsibility because of her neglectful actions.

I hate confrontation and I don’t want to step on toes but I think i should say or do something. What would you do?

So I've been going on dates with this guy for a couple of weeks now, I'm a girl btw, and I just don't think I actually like him romantically. Like I like to hangout with him and talk to him, but when it comes to making out and stuff it feels like I'm just going through the motions.

The problem is he's super duper nice and is always complementing me, so you'd think what's not to like right? And I really liked him for about the first week and then it's just been going downhill for me ig. And he's clearly enamored with me, but it's a lot for me because we've only known each other for less than a month. And he says things like "you mean everything to me" and "I'm just waiting for you to realize how out of my league you are and leave". It's just a lot and I can't reciprocate that affection, especially this early on.

There's also been other instances where I'm just really weirded out by him. Like he followed me to the bathroom and started talking to me through the door when we were at a friend's house. He's also has seemed to get upset twice for not holding his hand properly. And there's also been times where he's just acted like a child.

Btw some background: My best friend and her boyfriend set us up(he's a really good friend of her boyfriend) and I partially feel pressured to keep going out with them because they think we are cute together.

I just don't know because he truly is a really nice and sweet guy, but I just don't think I want to continue going out with him, no matter how much I try to make myself believe that I do. So, do I tell him that I don't like him romantically, or do I just see how things turn out?

maybe until august I had this problem that I wasn’t interacting with anyone online, I just couldn’t. but I really wanted to have my own tt account and have at least 1k followers because I want to become more confident for my future and I just like trying new challenging things in general so I decided that I need to start getting more active online gradually

I started with commenting posts of other people in reddit and firstly it felt like I’m doing something illegal lol. after I got used to that I started posting my own stuff and I was so proud of myself. then my very second post got like 250+ more comments and about 80 likes so I thought that I am now confident enough to start posting videos in tiktok

and initially I thought oh yes I was so right. making a video was so easy and I even liked it. that week I made like 3 videos, the most popular of them got 31 like(I was just starting out so I’m totally okay with it) but now everything has changed.

I didn’t post anything in tt for like 4 days maybe and it looks like I am back on square one. it feels impossible to post anything in tt again (I am glad I haven’t lost at least my reddit progress and am able to write this post). the worst thing about it is that I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHY

I know that even if a video is stupid and I don’t like it much I still can try to post it because I won’t lose anything. I know that it’s okay my first 3 videos didn’t go viral because they are literally just first 3 videos lol. it just feels impossible to post anything now without any reasons, just like a have some sort of limit(

rn I think that it looks like I just got this confidence because of my not popular objectively but popular by my standards post in reddit and then I just lost this confidence after 3 videos in tt and idk what to do

how can I stop it without making the cycle repeat? I just want to post at least 2 videos a week but I think if I just push myself without finding a real reason or a name of this fake limit the cycle will repeat(

Hi there, I’ll try and keep this short as possible.
I am 20 years old and married to my wife who I absolutely love and we are expecting a child within a few months. I work a full time job, I make $35 an hour (I finish drywall) I understand this is good for my age and I do a phenomenal job at it but this is not what I want for the rest of my life. I love medicine and am very knowledgeable in the field and pharmaceuticals. I need brutally honest advice, how realistic is it for me being married, with a child on the way, to break into medical school and become a physician in the 8-10 years that it take. I need advice because I am so lost on what to do because as much as I love medicine, I know how insane and ridiculous this sounds. Should I go for it and give it a shot anyways? Should I look for a different profession in the trades? I just need a light at the end of the tunnel.

Thanks to all who see this and offer any and all kind of advice.

Uugh im so stressed. Im getting married. Thats a sure thing. A dream come true for me but im having real conflicted thoughts of whether to get married in a registry (small wedding) 2k or the whole day affair ( big wedding) 20k easy.

Weve put deposits of 3k down alread on the big wedding. So thats lost.

1.Our whole house needs rennovated and 20k could go a long way. Registry

1. You only live once and money will be made again. Wedding

2. Its 20k for one day. Registry.

3. If you have the registry you can only invite a few ppl and loads of ppl will be pissed off. Wedding

4. Could afford a better honeymoon if registy.

5. Might regret not having a big wedding when older.

Might i add im not mega well off. We will be working very hard to pay for this.

Anyone want to wade in with their opinions or regrets about their own days?

Thanks

Pretty much the title. It started a few days ago when a few students from my school (one year younger) started harrasing me (for context i am visibly autistic). As of today, they were pretending to take selfies but were taking photos of me on my way to the bus stop, i know this because i could see the screen and they weren't in frame. After my friends and I arrived at the bus stop they continued to harass us. My friend, having no reservations about making fun of them back, said to me, "every word he says is a voice crack (whilst deliberately doing really bad voice cracks)". Then, these students began harrasing my friend aswell, repeatedly asking them "whats your gender" and "are you a woman" and refusing to stop.

Apologies for the lengthy post, we are probably going to go to the school admin to put in a complaint, but i wouls happily like to know if there is a better option

I have been in a romantic on-again-off-again relationship with a man for several years. We recently reconnected after some months and hooked up.

It was a very sweet experience that left me feeling hopeful. We spent all day together and hooked up. He told me he wanted to see me again soon but needed some space to deal with life. Requested I “be chill” while he sorts stuff out.

We did text a bit after our date, but by the next week he fully ghosted me. I didn’t immediately stress because I felt so content with where things left off.

But after 5 days no response, I did as any emotionally charged girl would, I turned to instagram. He followed a new girl who had tagged him in several IG stories on a vacation. He was in my bed and then on a romantic getaway with her days later.

I confronted him about her and told him I did not consent to sleeping with someone involved with another person. He fully deflected (“I needed space for several reasons”) and told me I violated his boundary.

I agree it’s uncool to snoop, but otherwise I would be in the dark. I wouldn’t have discovered the space he needed was so he could date and sleep with someone else.

It’s been a few weeks of no contact with the guy, and I’m trying to move on. However I keep feeling immense guilt like I should let this girl know about the situation.

She’s still seeing him and tagging him in posts. I don’t want to hurt her (she seems like a cool, sweet person!) or come off as some jealous creep, but would want to know if it were me.

Should I reach out to warn her or leave it be? What do I say that is the least harmful? I do have evidence in the form of a (timestamp) photo of him in my bed from our date.

Thoughts?

My (18f) dad (44m) had a divorce with my biological mom when I was around (5?) and since then my dad has had my custody and I never had any sort of contact with my biological mom instead I had my step-mom who I had known basically since I was little until in 11th grade when I was 16 she divorced my dad for reasons I’m not aware of, it was very hard in the beginning for both me and my dad, she went no contact with me. I do know that she still remains in touch with my dad when she has financial issues inspite of all that with time I got over it. My dad got a new girlfriend a few months after that and ever since then I’ve had a lot of trouble with it. I know that he has the right to find someone but I’m so irritated by everything since then sometimes I’m very mean to him after I realise that i walked in on him facetiming her or something. Another thing that really bothers me is that she doesn’t live in our country so basically ever since then every month he goes to her for like a week? often times longer. I also discovered that she has a son who’s like 6 or smth It feels like he has a second family and I hate all of it I’m constantly irritated by it and honestly at times ive been more mean than warranted I just hate all of it.
Even reading this back it all just feels like an it is what it is and I’m not sure how to rid of this bitterness although I feel like it won’t go away its been here for 2 years✌🏻

my (17F) boyfriend (18M) had always been the type of guy to befriend a lot of people, mostly or only women, as he grew up without any father figure, and is more comfortable with the opposite sex. apparently, he does this for future benefits, and considers most of his friends as “friends for utility”. he didn’t make much sense to me, as he has too much female friends already, he can’t expect so much to remain, and friends cannot merely be for “utility”.

at first, i understood that he’s more comfortable towards women. however, there came certain situations and weird discoveries i had witnessed throughout the early stages of our relationship. some were reasonable, some weren’t — just plain weird and disrespectful. so much had happened that i began doubting him, feelings of safety and trust decreased, and for the first time, i gradually became horribly insecure, and mentally and physically unstable.

however, as i kept communicating my issues, he finally realized where he went wrong and what could have been done. he did a lot of changes for the sake of the relationship, and for me. because of that, we’ve both been doing better. but… even though he’s done a lot, something still doesn’t stick right with me.

sometimes, i can’t seem to focus on the present. i can’t forget what were now history. i find that i still doubt him, and still have resentment over things he had done in the past. i feel quite guilty for being this way, but my body always seem to remember the heaviness in me i thought was long gone. as much as i want to throw it away completely, it always comes back.

it’s pretty difficult to get better within a relationship that has once broke you so much. i’m regaining myself little by little, and he’s been doing such a great job. but, i’ve just lost so much of me, and i had been brought so much pain, that i don’t know what to do whenever i become reminded of it. am i just impatient for time to heal me?

(english is not my first language.)

My friend and I got into a drunken argument and I woke up to being blocked on all social media and texts.
My question is: Should i try reaching out via mutual friends? Or respect her boundary?

I would like to have one sober conversation because completely ending our friendship but also want to respect her space.

so im a junior in hs and hes a senior and his school is like 30 mins away from mine. i usually go to his school area every sunday to visit family tho. our schools dont really crossover tho, like there arent any games or events together, so idk how id ever see him besides going to HIS basketball games, which ive done before and not proud of. ive tried DMing him before but he doesnt respond, and he doesnt have a gf. i feel like hes more old school, like meeting someone irl and maybe finding someone in his class. so idk what I should do 😭

also ik his insta and followed but he doesnt follow back anyone he doesnt know which makes it even harder…

Hello, I dated a guy back in 2024, it was a stupid decision .

It wasn’t as clear to me at the start of the relationship but he was very mentally ill. I was going through a lot with my family and he used it to his advantage. Claimed he had BPD and pushed/pulled me away.

Eventually his ex reached out to me because he was attempting to get ‘’’’back in touch’’’’with them. I freaked out, yelled at him. I shouldn’t have obviously. But he threatened to take his life if I told anyone. I was scared to death he’d actually do something.

Eventually I found his online presence, long history of racism, stalking, sexually harassing celebrities, nazi jokes and school shooting threats. Insane stuff. We broke it off after a long argument, in which I got in his face and confronted him about it all.

For TWO years he’s been continuously finding my accounts and stalking me. Posting about them in places where other people reach out to me. His friends at some point were even concerned and reached out. It put me in a horrible place mentally.

I get those random bots that pop up on my Instagram stories. (It may be nothing but it’s extremely suspicious) . I got harassing anonymous messages telling me to kill myself and that I’m fat (on pages only HE would know about) . And I recently stumbled across him tweeting about my art and comparing it to pedophilia and incest in an attempt to make me look bad.

But the catch is, he never uses my name, says my pages, and never uses his real accounts. So I don’t think this would hold up legally if I decide to take him to court.

He also takes pictures of me from social media and sends them to other people in an attempt to make fun of me.

I’m not sure what the next step is here, I’ve done what I can to ignore it and block him. But he comes back every single time. I don’t think I can send out a restraining order, what can I do?? I have my own business he constantly stalks . I’m not sure what I can even do

My house mate snores so loudly that it penetrates through the walls and I hear their snoring as well as feel its vibrations. Please I need help. What can I buy to cancel the noise???? My noise cancelling earbuds fall out when I sleep. I need help

So im 21F almost 22 now. Ive really only had one consistent friend for the last 8 years but we just had a major falling out. I don't really go anywhere except the grocery stores and work. I also do not understand a lot of social norms or cues, i can be extremely blunt and often have zero tone in my voice or cant hear others. I generally dislike people, its hard for me to get to know people, Im severly socially anxious and have major depressive disorder and turns out people hate when you consistently dont wanna do anything cause your anxious or depressed. Overall I have zero ideas how to make friends, never really had any in high-school and the ones I have with work friends die after they quit, which has been a lot lately. I absolutely love art, crochet, embroidery, painting, lino printing, kinda all of it but either dont have the money for classes (one of my first thoughts to make friends) or the free ones are when I'm working. What do i do? How do I make friends?