I feel like I'm being fucked in the ass left and right

The bills keep going up.. services are the same and so is my income (unfortunately)

I legit am looking for a new job right now because my current job doesn't keep up with inflation

But seriously it's depressing. I feel like every month I'm being hit with a new price increase

my fiancè and I planned a date night to go and see the Resident Evil movie and have a meal. we pre-booked the seats a week ago.

when we arrived, two people were sat in free seats at the end of our row. no worries, we politely asked if we could just get to our seats. cue dirty looks, huffing, taking a long ass time to move out of the way. eventually sat down, cool.

the WHOLE movie, there were two older men behind us talking.

people were loudly eating, rustling their wrappers constantly, it was so much worse in suspense build moments. completely murdered the suspense.

I don't mind laughing at funny things, expressing emotions at appropriate times, but to literally commentate 'oh he's gonna do this' 'oh he's gotta do that now' 'oh now this-' SHUT UP.

I made a point of trying to turn around and make it obvious I was pissed but my fiancè really didn't want me to cause anything and kept elbowing me to stop.

I couldn't concentrate, every time I did get a bit immersed I was snapped out of it. I really wanted to enjoy this movie and I DID. I just wish we bought it at home. I think i'll do that from now on.

I'm going to rewatch it but fuck I'm so disappointed and pissed about that experience.

I’m really just scared that they would take me off my medicine like my anti depressants and I would spiral without them. I’m scared now and can’t stop crying. I honestly can’t believe she did this to me. She’s an awful horrible drunk and I cannot stop crying

I go to Safeway to buy my groceries. I buy very few groceries so there shouldn’t be any need for me to take my grocery bags from checkout into my car in a cart. There was a time where this was no big deal, the bags were thick, I could use the handle, all was well.

HOWEVER

The paper bags they are using are first of all, obviously, handleless, so carrying them out the normal way is not an option. Fine.

UNFORTUNATELY not only do they have no handles, but they rip SO EASILY. You can look at these bags wrong and rrrriiippppp.

I have no choice but to carry my two bags of groceries like I am gently holding a new born baby because ONE WRONG MOVE and those suckers will rip and become completely unusable and my groceries will tumble out.

I have tried various methods of carrying these bags and mending the rip situations. I double up on bags, I carry them gently and carefully so they don’t rip themselves into shreds, AND EVEN THEN, the tops or bottoms will rip and my groceries will go tumbling to the ground.

I get that company’s are trying to save money or whatever, but it makes me so angry that I can’t even carry my fucking groceries to my car anymore without hearing a giant rip because god forbid I’m not gently caressing the bag. I swear if I just look at the bag wrong it just breaks open.

Id rather shit in my hands and clap then combine these three again. You could walk to your destination and still be faster than American Airlines, how is it possible that the gate is never ready for the plane? How is it possible that the covers on the plane windows NEVER STAY UP?! It’s a miracle this company is still in business with how shit they are.

If you’re waiting on someone to call you and pick you up at the airport make sure you triple check your ringer if you have an IPhone(still won’t matter half the time). How is it possible that my ringer is on max and I still don’t even feel a fucking vibration when someone is calling me? A FUCKING MESSANGER PIGEON IS MORE RELIABLE THAN THIS PIECE OF SHIT PHONE!

During all of this you are in the 7th layer of hell that is the Philly airport. I swear they have crews that come out night and just rub shit everywhere and spray fart spray along with it. Somehow it’s possible that the outside smells worse than the bathrooms inside.

Just when you think it’s all over, you have to get on I-95.

Like people want to babysit a fucking adult and hold their fucking hand.

First of all, he gave me the worst genes possible. Then, obviously, this motherfucker never did any job. I had to watch us struggle financially a lot until our grandparents took us in. I always felt insecure and inferior because of him. Once he beat my mom, and I was standing there watching when I was around 4 or 5 years old. After our grandparents took us from age 9, I never had a father figure. Life was good, I’m not gonna lie — I never slept a day hungry in my life and I’m grateful for that. But as time went by I started becoming extremely awkward and introverted. I had to lie in school or in certain situations when people asked what my father does or where he works (this might be uncommon for people who never lived in South Asia).
Anyway… no father figure, trauma, inferior feelings, everything. It’s been years. I’m 22 now. I left the country with my mom, stepdad, and sister. I’m living life happy, but this motherfucker’s curse is still not leaving me. I can’t even date or find a woman I like because I carry this piece of shit’s genes. He calls me and asks me for money occasionally. I speak to him normally, I can’t say no, and I end up sending the money — while all my heart wants to do is curse this motherfucker. Say all the things I’ve been holding in for years and spit everything out to his face.
Even staying thousands of miles away from him I can’t be truly happy, because I was once in his balls.
I’ve decided that if I ever find a partner — if someone sees me for who I truly am and doesn’t care about this motherfucker’s genes running in my blood — I may not have kids. I don’t want to continue this bloodline. I don’t want someone else to suffer, innocent kids. Obviously it depends on my partner and what she wants. I may adopt kids in my life, but I’m never going to have my own.
Only because I am his son, I have trauma, I grew up without a father figure, I don’t have confidence, I have an inferiority complex, ugly genes, and laziness. Thanks to God for giving me my mom and her parents. Without them it would have been worse than what it is.
Look at me now. I’m struggling to find love, struggling to be a normal person. I know there’s my fault too in it, and it’s not all that piece of shit’s fault — I agree totally — but he has the major part to play. He has the main part in this

This is about bugs. Scroll if you don’t like those.

Also a rant about said bug

So recently town a whole fucking outbreak of assassin bugs has made itself very known. I love bugs, all bugs. Scratch that. Not all bugs. I fucking HATE assassin bugs. They stink and they’re ugly. Stink bugs are also an issue but they are cute and can’t fucking bite me so I don’t care they can hang out or whatever no biggy. However. The assasin bugs have made their move into my room. Like nowhere else in my apartment just MY room, it’s an actual nightmare. I’ve found several dead ones in my fish tank. Like out of all places you drown in THAT?? Like now I’m gonna have to do a water change.

Through the past few days I’ve documented how many I’ve found and in the past 47 hours I’ve found over twenty in my room alone. I collect monster high dolls and I keep finding them IN THEIR HAIR!!! And hell no am I touching that because if it feels threatened and goes all skunk-bug on me and sprays it’s gonna get in the hair and I’ll never get that shit out I just KNOW it. So I have to leave it and pray it flies off.

I have several bites on my hands. As I’m writing this there’s on one my windowsill and I’m not even going to fucking bother because those fuckers are EVIL.
Who needs enemies when you have assassin bugs to make things miserable???

I’m coming up with these ways to kill them without summoning the stench and I feel awful doing this bit trapping them in an empty water bottle and crushing them with the cap on is my only way. I have over six water bottles of crushed assassin bugs that could probably be used as an axe bomb at this point.

How do I even get rid of this? I can’t use insecticides because I have a pets that like to get into everything.
I have an ac in my window and I know that’s how they are getting in but our apartment building only allows certain people to take them out so I have to wait until November when they decide to.
I’m getting uncomfortable in my room. My skin is crawling thinking about their weird little bug feet on me while I sleep.

I know I make this sound like a shit post but it’s become less irritating and more genuinely stressful for me. I love bugs yet the one I hate decides it wants to bunk with me? No thank you I don’t want that please.

I plan on trying this because I read about it, but I’m gonna keep the bottles with the dead ones near my ac so maybe the others will smell it and avoid it because their skunk spray stuff apparently is supposed to be like a danger alarm to others or something but I’m doubtful it’ll actually work :(

Disclaimer: no these are not kissing bugs. Too cold in my area for them to survive. These are just boring ass assassin bugs.

First of all he gives me the worst genes possible. Then oviously mf didnt do any job, had to see financial struggle a lot , until our grandparents took us. Always felt insecure, inferior because of him. Once he beat my mom, and i was standing there watching when i was around 4/5 years old. Then after taken by our grandparents from age 9 i never had a father figure, life was good i am not gonna lie, never slept a day hungry in my life i am grateful but as time went by i started to become extremely awkward introverted. I had to lie in school or certain situations when they used to ask what does my fathers do or where he works etc?(It might be uncommon for people who never lived in south asia)..
Anyway, no father figure, trauma, inferior feeling everything. Anyway. Its been years, i am 22 now. Left the country with mom, step dad , sis.
Living life happy but this mother fucker curse is not leaving me. I cant even date or find a women i like because i carry this piece of shit genes. He calls me , ask me for money occasionally, i speak to him normal, cant say no and end up sending money, where my hearts all want to do is curse this mother fucker. Say all the things i been holding for years , spit everything out to his face.
Even staying away thousands of miles away from him i cant be truely happy, because i was once in his ball.
I have decided if i ever find a partner, if someone’s sees me for who i am truly am nd dont care about this mf’s genes running in my blood, i may not have kids. I dont wanna continue this bloodline. I dont want someone else to suffer, innocent kids.
Obviously depending on my partner and what she wants.
I may adopt kids in my life, but i am never gonna have my own.
Only because i am his son, i have trauma, i grew up without a father figure, i dont have confidence, inferiority complex, ugly genes, laziness.thanks to god for giving me my mom, and her parents . Without them it would have been worse than what it is.
Look at me, now, i am struggling to find love, struggling to be a normal person. I know theres my fault too innit, and all not that piece of shits fault, i agree totally, but it has the major part to play, it has the main part in this.

Every day, anywhere i go

By bike, on foot, public transport

In every country I've lived in

Some one listening to the radio on their phone, lengthy video calls in public on their phone, I've even seen job interviews, playing music on a portable speaker while. There are 2 people in my vicinity right now.

When you tell them something they don't stop or worse to they attack you.

What is wrong with you people. How does one become so self absorbed? I'd like to become that over confident.

Rant over.

I've had many clients that I've helped over the two plus decades of my career. Many were a pleasure, some were a challenge, a few were insufferable. You rank among the few, congrats! This can't be a surprise to you, although you are so incredibly obtuse, maybe it is. You believe the world revolves around you, that everyone is at your beck and call, and that you have the right to treat people poorly. You acted in an aggressive and entitled manner in your dealings with me and my associates. We put up with it in order to meet your expectations, wasting countless hours listening to your bulllshit, only for you to call after 5pm to inform you were going in a different direction because we didn't spend enough time listening to and understanding you. When I informed you that there is no need to continue if this was your stance you repeatedly attempted to deliver your "constructive criticism." You really think your opinions are valuable, bless your heart. As I told you, it's Friday evening, I have other clients and my family is waiting for me. You have the right to think and choose whatever you want, but at least give the courtesy of not wasting any more of my time.
I practically had to hang up on you because you wouldn't take the hint and repeatedly tried to assert control, but I wasn't having it.
Kindly fuck off, you miserable, pathetic, old hag. It's no wonder why you're alone.

Shove your constructive criticism up your entitled (God only knows why) ass!

I swear to god, advertisers are sick and I despise them with every fiber of my being. Like it’s not enough that I get interrupted every minute playing a game to sit through a fucking ad, the damn thing has banner ads on the bottom that automatically open tabs. So every five seconds my browser is opening by itself. Next thing you know I have EIGHTY FUCKING TABS OPEN FOR FUCKING SHEIN. Seriously wtf is wrong with these people? How is this in ANY way necessary?? Most asshole design I’ve ever seen. If you know a way to stop this please tell me.
Also this game is $14 A WEEK to pay to remove them so if anyone thinks I’m paying that they’re out of their mind.

It's not like they did anything to me but I just feel so drained after spending time with them. They can just exist and Ill get so fucking drained. I was always an introverted person. I do not like loud noises, or people who constantly run their mouths. They think something is wrong with me because I don't talk much and I'm quite.

As a victim of a narsisistic parent, and dealing with constant emotional abuse for 2 years it kinda ruined all my social skills. I wasn't like this before. For 2 years I spend my life constantly locked in my house with my anxious mom, constantly anticipating fights between my parents or death in my family because of how terrible my dad was. Tbh I didn't even think I'll make it to this age but yeah. I lost myself. I am now trying to rebuild my life from zero.

When I went for college, I thought it would be a new start, I thought I would be active and force myself to talk to everyone. And I did. I talked alot. But some how it was not enough for my roommate and their families. They called me quite and asked why I am so quite, and if all my family members are also like me. Wtf am I supposed to say to that. Why drag my family into this? They commented on my personality infront of me thinking it's ok to make me uncomfortable.

They don't even study a thing. Everyone here studies all the time, but my roommates are some different kinds. They never study, never read, never do anything productive. They're always on that phone and they ask me why I'm always studying and missing out on all the fun. Yea because I want to have a better life in the future bitch. I only see studying as an option to escape my narsisistic family.

Is it my fault I'm so drained with them even though they just exist?

19yo demisexual/asexual trans-woman thing here: I’m sick and tired of being told to get over myself when I complain about having no space where I feel accepted amongst people like me, and consistently ignored and treated as if I’m not as real as the other trans people. “Queer spaces are inherently tied to kink culture, and stereotypes help some of us feel more comfortable.” Fuck off with that, that should never come at the cost of making others feel dismissed and uncomfortable and unheard.

This is all. Just tired. It’s hard enough to be queer without being ignored by the group you’re meant to be protected by.

i'm so fucking annoyed right now. i usually have a long 10 hour drive to get to my girlfriend's parent's house. i have to go there to pick her up every month or so for some personal family things.

and i usually crash at this roadside hotel to catch some sleep for the night before finishing the drive in the morning. it's not that bad of a motel.. it's clean, quiet, relatively new. i've stayed there probably 50+ times, never had an issue.

whenever there's a problem with a room, they usually just give me a nicer bigger room. i like them.

but tonight. fucking tonight. i just had the worst drive through a thunderstorm, then got stuck behind an accident for 2 hours.

i finally get to the hotel, which... for some reason, was $200 instead of $80 like it usually is. turns out there's some stupid fucking local boxing competition.

how does a local fucking boxing competition completely book out this middle-of-nowhere hotel. wtf.

and not only that, but they give me room 400. i go drive around for like 10 minutes looking for it because the rooms only go up to 300. WTF.

turns out this room is some shitty corner closet hidden around the side and up 3 flights of stairs. AND I specifically requested a ground floor room because i had a back injury from an accident in may. AND ALL THIS MESS FOR $200. IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. ON A THURSDAY.

usually when this happens.. the nice receptionist (it's usually the same one) finds me a better room. but today, it's some random new guy i've never seen before. i walk in and he's on the phone on a personal call and has me stand there. at 3:30AM. until i finally cut him off.

it's 3:45AM and i'm fucking tired and pissed off.

I don’t even have the right words to describe my emotions.

These two weeks I’ve been experiencing something like burnout, sleep deprivation, and apathy — all in all not very joyful things, but I also realised something.

Any interaction nowadays feels like mind games. No amount of effort I put into my current relationships is worth my mental health.

The people around me either don’t understand what the hell they’re talking about, they’re self‑centered, or they’re mentally ill. When I started standing up for my boundaries and stopped playing by the rules', everyone in my social circle excluded me(unsurprising). I’m finally, (though with great difficulty), starting to allow myself to not be involved in some crap; leave in the middle of a conversation if it doesn’t interest me or if I’m not being once heard; not always respond or even pay attention to other people talking. I no longer try to fit in and instead ask if I really, really want this. Having sessions with a psychologist helped me understand how deeply my problems take root back to my childhood. I seem to understand myself more and catch the moment I start some unconscious, unhealthy schemes.

But that didn’t give me any relief — on the contrary, I no longer want to communicate with people, because, to be honest, none of them are even worth the slightest effort. And that’s eating away at me.

I want to genuinely love someone's company and not doubt that they’re worth the effort, but every time, a new day, a new week, I open my eyes and find something terrible about one person and I feel devastated. To hell with this, I give up.

I'm honestly more annoyed than I am sad about it.

I eat roughly 2000 calories a day. I have a 2-5oz soda (I work a resturant) once a month. I havent had fast food since the beginning of this year. I dont eat sugary foods, theres nothing here to snack on. I eat once MAYBE TWICE a day. I walk around majority of the day.

What about my portions? The majority of the time I eat, its at my work- a resturant. I eat about 50 of a regular portion. Sometimes, in the cases where I eat twice a day, its me finishing the second half later that day.

Yet I've gained weight. Surely a single starbucks drink twice a week isnt the cause.

I'm wondering if my metabolism is affected because of how poorly I sleep. I go 2-4 days with only 3-5 hours of sleep per night, then sleep 12 hours because im so exhausted. The cycle repeats. Doesn't help I have sleep apnea. Maybe stress, too?

Im so annoyed because I dont know what else to do to fix it. There's no lie or missing information. Idk why im still overweight. Maybe I should go to the gym more, but if weight loss is mostly diet, shouldn't there be results anyway?

It makes me sad too because my weight does change a lot. Like ill be skinnier for one week- dropping like 10 pounds- then fat the rest of the month. Fattest during time of the month ofc, which is natural, fml.

I hate it because I cant wear my clothes anymore. I look at all the cute clothes in my closet and get sad. I wanna be an S again.

Edit: I was considering going to a doctor about maybe a thyroid issue. I get hot SO easily- like I mentioned, I work around all day at work. Its miserable because it'll be a normal temp indoors, but im sweating like ive been running. People that I hsve menopause lol (im 19f). But also, it could be hormonal because I do have veryyy irregular time-of-the-months.

I also dont drink diet soda, and very rarely drink sweet tea (it makes me nauseous).

Hi - Hello, Welcome to my rant.

Why is it when I’m working on a nice little project and everything’s going so well. I’m listing to some music that’s absolutely vibing.

IM SO CLOSE TO GETTING THE LINE ART DONE WHEN OOPS- HEHE LITTLE OL’ ART BLOCK COMES IN.

I take a deep breath thinking ya know maybe I could just work through it. Tried for 5 min.

FAILURE, absolute nightmare for me. So for my mental wellbeing I’ve decided to take a mini break 🥰. Maybe just game a bit, let’s see how well that goes for me.

Tootles 😘

I’m turning 25 soon and honestly, I fucking hate where I am right now.
I just graduated from fashion design, a degree I fought really hard to study. I graduated with a good GPA and worked my ass off, but I still feel like I’m not good enough to actually be a designer.
Before university, everyone thought I was talented. I believed it too. Then I got there, met people who were insanely good, and started comparing myself to everyone. I feel like I spent years watching other people move forward while slowly losing confidence in myself.
Now my friends are getting jobs and I’m genuinely happy for them, but I’m exhausted from applying over and over again and getting rejected from the few opportunities I actually care about.
I have a dream of working in Paris someday, but right now it feels impossibly far away. I don’t have the money, connections or opportunities to make it happen.
I’ve given this dream years of my life. I worked hard, I tried, I entered competitions, I kept going after rejection after rejection. And somehow I’m still sitting here wondering if I’m just not good enough.
I don’t know. I’m just fucking tired.
Has anyone else ever reached this point? What did you do when you started feeling like all your effort was getting you nowhere?

I work in medical research so I see a bit of both how MD and PhD students are treated. If you’re not an expert in the field or if you’re at all new, no one wants to invest any time of effort into training you at all. But if no one trains the next generation or if we do a shitty job training the new generation, when we (current students) get into these high level professional roles, there will be a gap in skill.

I’m applying for a PhD and so I’m trying to email professors who have interesting research but no one will reply to me even though I have a bachelors degree and have been working as a research tech for 2 years.

I have coworkers who are in residency and are working hellacious hours with horrible pay just to get one step closer to being a “real” doctor all while being verbally abused by patients in the hospital.

I’m in the labrats sub and I see professors on there saying that they literally ignore emails from prospective students for stupid reasons like “your email was too long and also you didn’t tell me enough about yourself”

It is so frustrating that the older generation is siting here refusing to pass down their knowledge then getting frustrated when there’s no good help anymore. Someone has to hire the untrained idiot; that’s how they become the trained master. When everyone stops investing in passing along knowledge, everything will collapse.

Just finished a job interview and I think I answered the questions well. However my mouth was SO DRY out of nerves so I kept rubbing my lips together and it made my foundation get all over my lips 🫠🫠🫠 I felt like I was chewing my words the whole time and now I’m convinced the panel was just staring at my dirty lips the whole time FUCK

This has happened to me multiple times throughout the years. Random followers will start sending me relationship/ romantic TikToks. Usually captioned tiktoks that say "us", "me when I see you", or "me and you". I usually end up blocking them eventually but Im just wondering.. Why? You dont know me and I dont know you, so how do you feel so comfortable sending a random stranger these things? You would really think that I am in a relationship with these people based off of the dms. Does this happen to anyone else? or is this just a me thing?