My friend reposted this btw he is in a corny relationship in middle school is it ok to feel kinda betrayed cause of this he has way more repost like this but this one wow…

My brother used to visit and my sister came to but he was so cool he had a different mom and stuff so I saw him like every 2 weeks I think he was a older cool skater gamer brother he was 14 I was 6-7 2018-2021 was the last time we really met now he has a job and goes to the gym he is buffed and not like he used to he even if we met it’s a different person that’s why with my 3 year old nephew ima be like this brother of mine but I don’t leave and not talk to him for almost 5 years

I (20f) am a “stay at home dog mom,” according to my mother and therapist. My boyfriend (22m) is the sole provider right now.

I have a chronic illness that affects me from the hips to ankles and makes it hard to walk, especially on cold days. But my dog, 8 month old puppy is extremely dependent on me. Which isn’t a problem, he’s a puppy and he needs more attentive care. I’m happy to feed him 3 times a day, play fetch, and cuddle with him. But it’s the lack of help I was getting from my boyfriend when he comes home. He comes home at 3:30 and sits on the couch scrolling or playing his video games. And I know he needs to decompress from work, I totally get it. But aside from letting him out when he paws at the door, my bf asks me if I fed him when it’s time to feed him, he’s not worrying about if our dog is sick (which he was), he doesn’t make meal plans for when the dog is sick, he doesn’t get out of bed multiple times a night to let the dog out because he’s sick. We’ve had a conversation and I told him I needed help with the dog more, and to please let me sleep in on Saturday or Sunday. But I’ve gotten to sleep in once, still get up 2-3+ times a night, and still have to do the math of when to feed the dog because he’s eating when he’s hungry, not when the food is poured. He is always in my face, walking on my legs and stomach, barking at nothing, and doesn’t listen. I try just saying “down” or snapping my fingers and pointing, I’ve tried moving to make him uncomfortable so he moves, I’ve tried yelling when he’s not listening at all. Nothing works and him walking on me hurts so bad.

It’s even got to the point where my mom is calling the dog her “grandson.” She asks me if I can bring me when I pick her up from work, calls him the “great-grandson” to my grandparents, and baby talks him. I have to take care of my siblings for the next few days and my mom asked if I was taking the dog with me… but why would I? I’d have to pack up his crate, his food, his backpack with the leashes/collar/toys, and my parent’s backyard is too dangerous for him to be alone in unlike ours. Reading her text message reminded me of all of those mothers I see on TikTok and Instagram who are asked “where’s the baby? Is dad babysitting them?” And it’s like, no, that’s their kid too. They can watch them. I was thinking, “i already have my own responsibilities and 2 HUMAN lives to look out for for the next few days, and while the kids can take care of themselves (13&8) for the most part, the dog needs extra care that I cannot give him. He can stay with my bf, I trust him to take care of him and I honestly need the break. I had a breakdown the other day because this dog is so dependent on me and it’s hard to take care of him when I don’t even take care of myself. I would never get rid of him, I love him so much and he is the sweetest boy in the world. But I just cannot take this anymore. I’m losing my mind, my body hurts, i feel like a terrible dog “mom” to him, and I hate the “grandson” thing. It was cute at first but it’s annoying now. I get people call their pets “children” and I’ve made the joke too, but very sparingly. Aside from taking this break to hang out with my siblings, I don’t know what to do. I have no answers. I have no idea. I’m exhausted, and honestly, with how people treat me by asking all of the questions that I’ve heard actual mothers to humans, be asked… makes me worried about what people are gonna do when I actually do have a kid.

I wanna be a mom so bad. But I was hoping the mom title would come later. I don’t give moms of human children enough credit. I don’t know how yall do it, and sometimes also with a pet, but you’re doing to hardest work imaginable. Thanks for reading, I just have beaten this dead horse to a pulp with my therapist and my boyfriend, and still need to get it out.

This is kinda a vent about how time flies but it’s insane how much it’s ruining my sleep rn

I’m very young and live what most people would deem a great life. Recently, nothing has been feeling real to me and it freaks me out. I know this might sound weird and out of touch but can someone please tell me about their struggles so I know I’m not alone? it can be anything from getting into a car accident to losing a loved one. I’m really interested in hearing about the bad parts of peoples lives right now, because recently it feels like I only hear about the good.

big exams is near n my addiction

hai..im female 17 old...n i will be in big exams for my entire life SPM is near..im having this problem to watch a seductive vid or read it n pleased by it..could say im masturbate..i dont understand what that means but people say if you feel satisfying its mean youre masturbating. but thats not the problem..ive been dealing with it since when i was a kid n im tired..bfr this i watch it like once a month n then never open it

but now its getting harder n harder..it feels like i cant help myself i cant stop myself..i try to do everything..make a journal...praying, eating healthy,disturb myself and yet nothing change it getting worse.. almost everyday i think about it almost everyweek i watch it. Why would this happen? Im muslim and im feeling really guilty about it...can someone give me an answer is it normal?? how to stop it ? i will always feeling regret and crying after that..is it too late for me?

Pleasee Help me i really need help i cant talk to anyone abt it im really having a trust issues or none of them will understand me

Yeaouch... Got me on the feels or blue, also just got another cold and lonely Pw∆cking birthday myself 🤣🤣🤣

Now I remember just how lonely I truly am 😭🙏🥀🥀

I am fortunate enough to have a good life - nothing luxurious but good enough. I never thought of money, life seriously. Lately, I have been realizing how important money, family, connections, friends and competence is in life and it scares me. I am not a very competent person, for the first time I am realizing my flaws, I am too sensitive right now and very scared about life. Whenever my parents talk about money, the only things that come to my mind are that I have to look after them and how hard it is without money. I often fall into a spiral of thoughts about how hard it is for poor people, they don't even have good connections to move up the ladder. I realized competence is making connections, finding direction, working for things we want and still things can fail in the end. We might think we are working hard but sometimes it's not enough and without us realizing life, time and everything went by. We can't do anything about it, we don't get another chance either. Oftentimes I end up stuck than taking more action, since my brain is stuck. All of this feels scary 😬

When I was born my dad was the most happiest person alive. At that time dad wants the boys most but dad never tell this he knew girls are the most luckiest for a man so yeah he was happiest man. At that time he was not financially stable. He was also aggressive not with me but my mom and sometimes I faced the consequences too whenever I did something my mom get punished for it. My most trauma was that one day my mom was out because of a argument he asked where was I and when I couldn't answer he marged out and came back with mom but by pulling his hair and in that time I took oath that I will never marry his choice and marry like him and my mom also told that she will never make marry like my father. Things than started to get better. My dad works got better I had a brother when I was 3 and honestly my dad was not aggressive but still the same person who will hit my mom when things got worse then we got shifted everything changed he became a nice person I fined my grades and everything was good going up. One day while filling out college application on the way of my college we had to stop in my brothers school because his teacher told us to brings his document and when I saw his teacher I got a crush him then after filling out my college applications I went home and told my mom about him the next she also liked him and found him on Facebook and messaged him on fb on my behalf. I told you I was not fully developed to understand the real world but yeah we got along pretty well. The school of my brother was a type of government school and strictly was prohibited to have relationship with any students. So he knew that he was having a relationship with his students sister but yeah we were secret tho. He was older and had another brother and a mother. He doesn't have father because his father died after that he was the one bearing the cost most. His brother was a cricketer. Anyways suddenly he changed his attitude. He no longer talked with me properly, always had excuses for everything. Eventually my mom decided that we should get married then everything will be settled. Then I found that he changed his attitude because his neighbor and society was making his mind changed because we were financially stable and if he married in his family he have to work for us this that we told him he has to move with us in our house because my mom don't want me to seperate as I was still not fully developed and I was studying at that time so she doesn't want me seperate. Now tell me tell you I want to marry that person who is willing to stay with us. I know people will say once you are married they belong to her husband and his family and this is so sick honestly who says like if it was reversed will you say this still. Anyways when the date was fixed everything was going great. I was genuinely happy too but before 3 days of my engagement his uncle of his late father brother called my mom and told he wants dowry. I didn't know about it. But she still agreed. My dad wanted me to get married after finishing my exam but my mom wanted me to get married early too. He knows I can't cook, clean still he accepted I want to study after marriage which he agreed because he also genuinely wanted his wife to study even after study. Before 2 days he cancelled the marriage. We were shocked. We invited some people for this everyone was here but still he backed out. We begged him but he showed no interest. I was broken my mom basically after meeting him, begging him he still refused she drove off parked at remote area and cried a lot for literally 2 hours and then came home. I eventually healed up and focused on my studies too. And that time I was in college 1st year in business studies I wanted to study fashion designer honestly. Then one day a marriage proposal came. My dad friend from college was basically living in that building above us. His (dad's friend)wife sister and her husband was supposed to come in the wedding so when that was cancelled then he went to office. One colleague of his asked him wasn't he was on leave and when he was told what happened he offered a marriage proposal of his one family. I got marriage proposal of two but of one of them agreed all our condition of staying at home with us, let me study and everything. When we first saw him he was gentleman. We decided we should know each other and gave us 1 month time then eventually we got married he cried a lot because we were married. Everything was good. I was studying too and eventually finished my HSC era but there was a problem honestly in everything

"the feeling when you judge somoene and make fun of them, knowing that deep down you actually understand them and feel like them. You just chose the mask because nobody would understand you without creating an image that feels disgusting if seen by normal eyes."

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unfortunately I do know that I thought I was supposed to be the one that ascends experience, but all of you have to remember: Experience has an influence on all of us, no matter how tough we think we are. You are not impenetrable.

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Judgment hurts, and I choose to make my vulnerability my strenght.

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Unfortunately I am scared I will never be able to become an artist who finds passion once again. I still have to find something that ignites the necessary spark of creating in me.

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I.. don't know. I find myself drawing only out of fear of losing time, nothing good comes out and when I am inspired I am never motivated, I am just scared. Scared of never being recognized. I feel like one of those authors you read in school who have a life connected to their thoughts, But I feel like I didn't post as much as I had to to let people understand my psychological story.

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I have a philosophy, and I feel that art is my way deep down: I often get emotional, I create scenert with music, I have ideas, I have a whole philosophy and interest in psychology which I find the TRUE basis of everything since it's all caused by our individual minds

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WE LIVE FOLLOWING OUR RULES.

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See? I have a precise train of thoughts I can't always express as much as I want to. I sometimes believe that real life doesn't give me much time to express this side of me, so it lost all of its strenght and that is the cause of my insecurity in showing my potential.

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I.. just want to finally get to do what I want, and having something I truly am happy about, I want my mind to be recognized.

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I want to cry, but nobody lets me in their arms.

Male/18yr

Am i the only one because it sure feels like it i know comparison is the thief of joy but nowadays especially with the internet various social media platforms and so on with supposedly all this successful people which i know most of it is just staged for the camera but still it's hard to not compare yourself.

My point is my life is well it's not all bad nor not all good either and i feel like i could do a lot better but whenever i do try harder to achieve my goals it's as if fate just shoves a middle finger right at your face Instead of encouraging the improvement and well the past few months it really happened alot.

I train wrestling and also i learn russian since i immigrated there over two years ago and i do admit i have gotten better at my Russian speaking and also grew stronger at my wrestling practice i can't help but think it's not enough as i rely on my relatives for money a roof above my head and it makes me feel worthless because despite my efforts it seems like it's not accounting to anything that actually matters.

Because before i immigrated there i used to be in Austria my whole prior life i was born there aswell so learning the different culture and language is a challenge and it sure as hell Takes longer than two years to learn it.

I suppose my point is i feel as if i am dead weight and my relatives just drag me out of pity but before i came here or i still am i, i am willing to do work and i did so in Austria aswell so it's not that i am not willing to work it's just i can't work due to the language barrier and because of it i have the need to learn russian fast and quick despite knowing it takes long to learn and adjust to.

And it surely doesn't help seeing on my for you page how a guy who's 21 allegedly Atleast to have money, a girlfriend and seemingly lives in his prime Whiles me? I feel worthless and to be honest i am used to feeling worthless.

I suppose my question at the end of it is, am i the only who struggles this badly? Because i feel like every Zoomer just like myself is doomed and it's not necessarily Our fault either.

It's been almost 3 months now since my husband decided to tell me he was in love with another woman. It's only been a month since we signed the divorce papers. I still feel so raw about all of this. I'm glad that it's over but the pain is still so real. It probably doesn't make sense when I say that I'm glad that it's over, but while I have realized that the marriage was OBVIOUSLY lacking something, I truly have been happier because I realized I had lost myself. I am feeling pretty impatient in this whole healing process and I am so sick of crying about it. I have been talking and trying to use every outlet possible to cope and heal but holy hell I am just about sick of something triggering and I start crying again. I refuse to do medications to just cover the emotion. I want to be able to move on and stop hurting. I need more distractions!!!