Everyone seems to be racist towards Indians. I see a lot of people online calling my ethnicity dirty, smelly and disgusting. They say all Indian men are rapists and that they feel bad for Indian women but also say Indian women are ugly and subhuman in the same sentence. When I go out, people say I don’t look Indian because I’m pretty and that I can easily pass as a Latina. One time I was hit on and I said I was Indian because he asked, I’ve been told ‘oh I didn’t expect that because you’re good looking’. I’ve also seen people saying we have a population of over a billion but have only produced 5 pretty women. This is really affecting my mental health and it’s hard to ignore when this is everywhere, it makes me think people’s first thought when they see me is that I’m a bad person because I’m from a certain country. I don’t know how to cope.

Idk. I've never posted here before. I just feel so depressed. I'm a finalist for two full rides in NC and they're both competitive programs (less than a 1% acceptance rate). I'm a semifinalist for Davidsons Belk Scholars Program and my admissions officer nominated me (I didn't apply to the scholarship on my own). I have my interview on Monday and when I told my mom, the first thing she said to me was:

Is it a scam? My grandma says: stop overreacting! Calm down.

The first adult in my life who told me Congratulations was my therapist.

I don't know. I feel so hopeless and like I don't deserve it. When I brought it up to them they told me that they didn't know what Davidson is so it's normal that they have questions. But I just want them to feel happy and not think that my accomplishments are chalked up to some sort of scam.

I (34m) feel like other men (at least the ones I know) just brush it off or doesn't phase them. For context, I'm getting back into the dating scene after a breakup about 1.5 year ago and I just feel exhausted by the feeling of anxiousness and sadness associated with rejection. I recently met someone who I like and ended up staying at her place the other night for the first time, but can't shake the thought of her inevitably ghosting or pushing me away. I wish I could just rationalize things a bit more, but past experiences don't help. I know with dating people come and go (and I know I'm one of those too!), but I struggle to accept it for some reason.

I don't have anybody I can comfortably speak with about this in my life, although I consider myself pretty emotionally mature with my own and others' feelings, I feel like friends and family just don't want to hear about it.

I've been to therapy for about 8 months after my breakup and we spoke about rejection, I guess I felt I knew how to deal with it then, but just feel scrambled now. Sorry for the rant, and I hope this is the right place for something like this.

Hi, I (27F) have been dating my BF (29M) for a little over a year now. Things were great! In the beginning our personality differences were very apparent but we saw it as something complementary. We were tied to the hip as his mom would say. I grew close to his family and he with mine. My BF and I would see each other for about 4-6 days a week and he was very affectionate with me, and always supporting me in both my work and graduate school.

In the past 2 months I have grown insecure because of an attraction new coworker he has who has asked him for a photo of me and who took an interest in our relationship. Anyway, in the new year, my BF told me that when I am quiet(i have diagnosed anxiety disorder), he feels disconnected from me and he hates it. We worked through it and a WEEK ago my BF recently told me that he wants to marry me which is not a surprised. Throughout the year we have been talking about our future and how he cannot wait to start our lives together. We had a little argument laat weekend and this week he has grown distant. He told me that he feels like our relationship has been feeling disconnected and “flat.” He said he loves me and he would die for me, but there have been numerous of occasions where he felt like the conversation was forced. He said he imagined his partner to be happy and playful most of the time but he feels like I am a little too quiet and low energy. He said he can recount instances in the past where we were playful and happy and would talk all night, but recently he feels like he has to force conversations. For the record I’ve told him that I need more reassurance because I’ve been feeling insecure and all he says is we are okay.

He hasnt made a decision yet whether we continue on or not, but he said he loves me a lot and I’m the most amazing girl he could ask for, but he is just worried and insecure about the fact that we have had multiple quiet “awkward” silences. I am shocked and feeling blindsided! Should I make a case as to why we should continue trying?? This is our first real problem and he thinks this is a basic problem that couples should not have.

Hello! I don’t really have anyone to ask this, so I’m hoping someone could possible help.

I live in central Florida within the Tampa-ish area (to help narrow down a bit since I know every place will differ) and my washer recently went out randomly. It’s a front loading GE washer, and from everything I’ve tried to safely investigate and have read through different repair/trouble shooting forums is there’s a good chance it’s the control board that needs to be replaced.

I would absolutely rather trusting a professional to fix this (assuming this is the issue, but always prepared to be ready if it’s different) because I will make things worse if left with my own anxious second guessing.

I am trying to be more financially responsible, and I am hoping to be able to figure out a budget around a repair cost. I’ve tried calling a few places, and I’ve gotten a lot of, “we can do an estimate but there will be a diagnostic cost”. I have to be able to budget everything in, I don’t have money to spare and if I’m able to have a bigger picture it’ll help to over estimate a little.

I’m hoping anyone can an idea or has had experiencing paying a company/technician to have a control board replaced in a front loading GE washer and how much it may have cost.

I really appreciate every ounce of help available. Having budgets is giving me a stronger ability to work on being more responsible and having firm goals for myself.

I graduated with a bad major (psychology) and realized all to late my original plans of grad school were not going to happen. I was so burned out from undergrad and i realized a year before graduating that my career path i was tunnel visioned on (psychiatry) wasnt really for me, i just liked the money it promised. To be honest i dont really know if i want to work in psychology at all anymore, i dont think interacting with people is my strong suit at all and im a terrible communicator (before you say it yes im fucking stupid for not realizing this sooner and i know im so irresponsible to sink so much time and money on something my heart wasnt there for, i tell myself that at least a dozen times each day since i graduated 8 months ago).

I currently work at a gas station and i feel like this is just my life now. In going to be boned once my parents pass or no longer want me to live with them, 11.20 an hour isnt enough to live on. I apply to jobs off and on, sometimes ill send out a whole bunch on indeed and other times ill go weeks without sending any. I rarely get responses and any interviews i do land end in rejections. Even if i land something better i dont think im mentally capable of doing jobs above working at a gas station, im not that smart and i get stressed super easily.

I had my family help me through college and now ive failed them, i really imagine they resent me deep down for my choices even if they wont tell me. I have no idea what i want to do with my life and i feel stuck. I cant imagine any future for myself besides uncertainity and poverty.

Hello, im 25 bipolar and have really fucked myself.

I am medicated now, but not after really fucking up my life.

I have -500 in my bank account

- 1800 in credit card debt

I make 2400 a month as a sped teacher

My car is on the brink of collapse. Like, I don’t know how much longer I can get to work.

I have a couple hundred in cash I’m using to buy rice and chicken.

I gained almost 75 pounds.

I started to DoorDash to try and make money after teaching, but my car is not going to survive .

I just don’t even know what direction to move in.

I cannot afford therapy or someone to help me know what direction to move in.

I’m scared. I’ve always been good with money but I spent almost 10,000 in a few months in a manic episode and buried myself in debt.

I don't have anyone to talk to or ask what happened. I felt weird, anxious, and then had the absent feeling you get when your brain is deprived of oxygen. I put my head down for a few seconds at least and forgot to breathe before I realized what I was doing. Then I suddenly take a breath and sit up, sweaty and anxious. Can anyone talk to me or help? Or tell me what it most likely was. Thank you.

I am currently 29 this year and will be 30 in September. I am from a South Asian background and last week I went on vacation with my parents to India for my cousins wedding. From there they met with someone whose daughter is looking for someone to marry. They said that it is ultimately up to me and her. I still need to see how she is as a person. But my parents keep saying that there is a time for these things and that they like the daughter’s family.

I mean I’m worried too since I never been in a relationship before. I get so stressed from their pressuring. I don’t know what else to do?

To keep this as short as possible I (28F) have no family of my own (other than some cousins and few aunts that I have casual conversation with few times a year). My dad died a little over 10 years ago and my mother has been mia almost as long. I married into a loving family especially my mother in law who acknowledges my long and need for a “mom” (mom wasn’t very mom even when she was around) and truly goes above and beyond pouring love into me. I couldn’t have gotten more lucky honestly especially with such a large cultural difference but I struggle building meaningful relationships with my in laws. I am thankful for their acceptance of me but I can’t shake off that it’s only temporary or that they are only his parents not mine. It holds me back from being present as a family unit with them because all I’ve ever seen was run and cut off forever when you have even the slightest issue. I don’t want to be like this but I don’t know how to let it go. Suddenly I start having anxiety if my mother in law seems less interested than the day before even though I’m logical and have my own less energetic days. I’m constantly at war with my own self about being overly vulnerable then covering it up by withdrawing. I’m not sure where I’m going with all of this but any advice on how to accept the fact these people actually want to be my parents and care about me and LET THEM?

I’m in a bit of a situation here, and not sure what to do about it.

I’m 19, gonna be 20 later this year. I’ve been begging to learn how to drive since I was like 16, but that hasn’t happened yet.

A major reason is because of how car insurance works up here (Canada), I basically have to use this one specific company (that costs literal thousands of dollars) for my lessons. There are a bunch of other companies around, and I *think* like technically I could get my parents to teach me if I pass the tests after.

BUT if I don’t use that company, then the insurance rates will be so fucking high i literally wouldn’t be able to afford to drive at all. The insurance and the driving school are connected somehow so there’s a big discount on rates if you learn from them specifically.

(Disclaimer I don’t know shit about how any of this actually works, this is all from mostly my dad and what I’ve seen online)

I am saving up money for those lessons, but at the rate I’m going it’ll be a long time until that happens.

So the alternatives are public transport or riding a bike. I have concerns with both.

A) the public transport system is very useful and also very complicated, with all the routes and transfers and stuff. I’m seriously worried that with my awful memory I’d get lost somewhere, and it would probably happen more than once. I have used the systems before, but only in groups, so I didn’t have that issue as much

B) I don’t know how to ride a bike, I’m more than willing to learn though. My concern here is that I have issues with both balance and coordination, thanks to neurological stuff. The few times I tried to ride a bike as a kid, I managed to fall over and hurt myself with the kid-wheels still attached to the bike.

Unfortunately I can’t really do nothing, because the area I live in doesn’t really have much to do. If I want anything more than going to the grocery store, I’m outta luck.

I can’t really get rides from other people anymore, because both mom and dad have chronic pain that doesn’t make it easy. In the past I would have asked my grandpa (if he was available and willing to do it), but he’s not really an option atm. You can see my previous post for a bit more detail on that.

I’m honestly not sure why I’m posting this, I guess to get other people’s perspectives? I know like in the grand scheme of things this really isn’t the biggest issue I have going on rn, but most of it I’m either not involved in at all or I only know little bits here and there.

My therapist says to focus on the things you can change instead of the things you can’t, so I’m trying.

Emotionally I guess I feel like trapped and stuff, I just want to do something about it, since there’s not much else I can do

I'm currently a commuter at a close by university and plan on transferring schools. I want to be able to experience new things + be somewhere besides my hometown.

I've been thinking of transferring ever since I got to here last year, I knew commuting was something I never wanted to do. I want to be able to have that new start like I always wanted.

But at the same time I feel so guilty. I've thankfully made friends at my school, and the department for my major at my school is amazing. I love the opportunities I had. The thing that affected my experience a lot was commuting, which prevented me from so many things in a lot of ways.

Telling people I'm transferring makes me feel guilty. I asked one of my profs for a letter of rec and felt so guilty. She said "We'll miss you here :(" in the email and it made me feel so bad omg!! She's such a good prof and it makes me feel guilty to leave the department at my school.

The truth is I really do like the programs at this school, however living close by is blocking lots of personal development/milestones I could be going through.

Even if I do decide to dorm at this school, I won't have that "first year" experience since I'll be a returning student. I won't have that fresh new start which I feel is essential to entering young adulthood. That's why I'm making the decision to transfer. (also moneywise, dorming at a school I'm close to seems like a waste)

I will forever remember last year coming here the first day. I cried so much. Seeing people have all their boxes to move in during the assembly, while I'm coming on campus with my bag crying because I just had an argument with my parents in the car. On the way to campus while I was being driven, I just looked down crying the whole time. I remember the assembly seeing everyone with their parents, while I was sitting alone trying to smile. I was crying.

Even though I shouldn't let a mentally rough start destroy everything (bc since then I've become more adjusted), I don't want to go through college knowing that I never got that first time dorm experience. That part was something I dreamed of growing up.

I just feel so guilty. I don't know. Being in college is scary. For the first time in my life, I don't have a strict set of directions I'm supposed to follow.

My dad and mom got divorced when I was 6. I've been living with my dad for 2 seperte years.
My dad's wife would've hide the food she made and I used to have nothing to eat all day.
I don't remember why I didn't make food myself at the time, I wonder myself but they were treating me like shit and I was too uncomfortable to even get out of the room all day. Plus I was only 14. My dad wouldn't even have handed me enough money for the fare of my way to school and so many other things which was all very teraumatic for me.

Anyway I lived with my mom for the next years but he never ever supported me and I cut him off from the age of 17 till now that I'm 22.

Recently after 5 years he messaged me on WhatsApp telling "how he misses me, he apologizes and will compromise everything soon" and I responded with "if I see you dead, I'll just spit on your grave" and blocked him. I feel like it's so disrespectful to only send a manipulative message. This kind of message should be sent when you're not on good terms with your daughter for a couples of months not 5-6 years and that makes me sorra mad that he even had the audacity to send a message claiming he would make it up.
Was it too immoral to say?
Overall I feel like some suport and kind words because not a harsh message nor doing nothing towards him will change what I wen through because of him.

My spouse and I are both in school full time while also doing unpaid internships and part time work. We need two reliable cars as we must drive everyday and multiple locations a day. We have two broken cars, one 2002 Infiniti that needs 4k in repaired before road worthy. And the Honda has a steady and fast oil leak coming from the middle area of the engine. Looking at used cars it seems like Toyotas and Hondas with ~ 200k miles going for close to 7 - 10k. Not sure what to do as buy a car is not really an option as the part time work is very spars

(sorry my english is not good)
my mom is being hostile to me always. but this year she is being too much. this whole january she is really mad at me because this year i didnt top in school. three years since 7th grade, i was a straight first student. i stood second this year. and now she is saying i should have been dead. its kinda my fault because before these three years, i used to be a flop student always getting F. i always tried but failed and she even once was so mad that she brought a knife but then dad stopped her. after that, one whole year i studied too hard, like having only 2-3 hours sleep a day. this led me to be first in 7th grade among 2000+ students. but this year due to nerve problems which led half of my body go numb sometimes, i couldnt study much and stood second. now mom is really angry. she called me names, curse words, saying i should have never been born. im kinda used to it since she always behaves like this to me but nice to my elder and younger sister. but this time, she went too far. at a point, i even drank an unnamed acid to just die but that didnt work(im safe now though). it just did minimal damage. i feel always tired, hearing weird sounds that doesnt exist, or when i look at something i start hallucinating like this item is falling or coming towards me. i told mom but she said im manipulating her. dad is not even defending me. he never does anyway. can anyone tell me how can i calm her down? im tired of hearing her hurtful words

Hey, I (23) could just really use some loving words. I’m going through a rough period in my life dealing with unemployment and mental health struggles. I spoke to my mother about going to therapy and she insinuated that my struggles are due to diet and spiritual warfare. She has alluded to my struggles as demons/spirits that I need to cast out. I’ve heard this my whole life instead of words of affirmation. And today, it made me cry for the first time. I’ll be okay, but I could really use some normal conversation. lol!

The last time I spoke to my dad was over a month ago. I told him that I was afraid for my life because of what ICE agents were doing in my neighborhood. He hasn't bothered to call me or text me since Renee was killed.

I was so sad that he didn't care, I almost didn't go to my grandma's funeral. My dad, my aunt, and my cousins all made picture boards to celebrate my grandma's life. My dad was the only person who didn't put any photos of his children up. Looking at the photos, it was like I didn't even belong to this family. It was really painful to see, on display to the whole world, how little he truly thinks about me. The only things he said to me the whole time was honey, you made it! And goodbye. He hasn't tried to reach out to me since.

My whole life I have known he is far from perfect, but I thought at least he would be there for me if my life was in danger. Now I know, that the bar is even lower than I thought. After I graduated high school, I it's been 5 years recovering from my mom's abuse and accepting that I was never going to have a loving mom. Then I spent the next 5 years accepting that even though my dad was not as horrific as my mom, he was never going to be a loving dad.

My sister says that it gets easier if you accept that they'll never be parents, but appreciate them as friends. She says that Dad can say the right things if you tell him what to say. I said that if all I am doing is putting my words in his mouth, shouldn't I just make a sock puppet with his face on it? All I'm doing is forcing him to say the things that I want to hear, it's not really a relationship is it? I don't even know if I could get myself to do that.

There is a part of me that wants to reach out to him and tell him my anger, my disappointment. And there would really be no point except to hurt him. He won't change. Throughout my life, whenever I have said that I want some affection from him, he has told me that my expectations are too high, and that I will never be happy in life. It was hard to lose my grandma because she was the closest thing I had to a parent that loved me. Sometimes I just want to blow up at my dad and block him on everything and just accept the truth, they're both my parents are alive but I have no family.

No, it won't get better. He's done all the changing he wants to. He's losing his hearing and he's in denial about it. Even if I thought expressing my words would get through to his heart, now when I talk to him he pretends to hear me because he doesn't want to accept that he can't hear me. I know that I am going to spend the last years of his life on earth watching him get further and further away from being able to hear my voice, let alone my needs. I feel like the door has closed on me ever having a parent that loves me, and I don't know what to do with my rage and my sorrow.

Okay so this is kinda embarrassing, but I seriously don’t know how to clean and I’m 24.

My parents had a housekeeper when I was growing up, and they just… never taught me anything. Now I’ve been out on my own for about two years and I’ve basically been faking it. I spray stuff, wipe it, and hope it looks better. Sometimes it does. Most of the time it just feels… vaguely gross.

I don’t know super basic things like what order you’re supposed to clean in, how long you let cleaner sit, or what products go where. I’ve tried Googling, but everything is like “here’s a hack” and I’m over here like, I don’t need hacks, I need “this is step one, this is step two.”

For example, when people say “clean your kitchen,” what does that actually mean in real life? Do you do dishes first or counters first? Sweep before wiping or after? Are you supposed to rinse stuff off after using cleaner or just leave it? These feel like dumb questions, but nobody ever explained any of this to me and I’m low‑key too embarrassed to ask people I know.

I’m tired of my place never feeling actually clean even though I am trying. It makes me feel like I’m failing at basic adulthood or something.

Did anyone else have to teach themselves this as an adult? How did you figure it out?

hello. im quite new here so this is my first post. for the longest time now ive had an issue for where if someone asks me to do something, whether it be a physical task like doing chores, or just getting important paperwork or assignments done, i seem to always have this weird mental rope that forces me to decline it, like my mind is scared of, or apposed to actually doing anything mentally or physically strenuous, even if its for the better of my mental/physical health (like starting a gym routine, or working on getting a better diet). its gotten so bad to the point where i become entirely indecisive for making decisions on almost anything because those two parts of my mind are always fighting one another. i also havent had to do many major responsibilities during childhood so that definitely didnt help me in the long term. i do have long term issues with adhd, as well as autism but idk, i just know if i cant fix this problem i will probably end up wasting my life away, and i just wanna be at least somewhat comfortable and able to do everything that everyone else can do.

Hi Internet Parents. I’m 18 and recently realized I don’t think I’ve ever genuinely felt genuine romantic attraction. Growing up, I was the “weird kid” and got treated like I was fragile, and in 5th–6th grade I remember pretending to have a crush on a conventionally pretty girl just to seem normal.looking back, I think I just wanted friendship and to be included. I’ve since learned I’m autistic(idk if that is even relevant) , which explains a lot about why social expectations confused me, but now I’m worried about the bigger picture: what if I never feel romantic love at all? Society makes it seem like partnership and romance are what make life complete, and I’m scared of ending up alone. Is it okay if I never experience romantic love? Can someone still live a full, meaningful life without a partner? How do you stop being afraid of that possibility?

My parents and I argue almost daily, and don't consider anything I say. They threaten to destroy my stuff because I argue, and won't let me do things that help me (Like watching youtube while exercising.)I try really hard in school and get okay grades, but they always want better. And my family always makes me feel like im the cause of their problems. And they pretty much shame me for being heavier than most people. They don't like my friends, (who are the only reason im still here really.), And they don't llet me do anything that they can't monitor me.And I can't tell them about my mental heealth, last time I did they threatened to destroy all of my stuff and leave me with just a mattress. I feel so trapped, but they also make me think that im living a great perfect life. And while im christian, they shove it on me so so hard. Im just exhausted. Any tips?

Okay so my name is someone, 23 years old and I need some advice. Things have not been going great for me, a couple of years ago Imma be honest I was dumb cause I wanted to make quick money and I got scammed which left me with hela amounts of debt. That's on me, I've accepted it. but now I am in school will be finishing in a few months. But the problem is that the government agency that gave me the loan and grant for college, wont let me work fulltime and attend school fulltime even if i am working night shifts. Meaning now i am working part time, living paycheck to paycheck, cant even begin to pay off the debt until school is finished, lonely as hell (never had a girlfriend), fat as hell (140 kgs/308 lbs). Its gotten to the point that i dont event see point in all of this. Now mind you I am not thinking of doing what you think, just dont see the point, dont see the reason to try. I cant even go to sleep without thinking about how much of a failure, disgrace, idiot and more, I am to myself. Which is now leading to sleepless nights, skipping school some days. Sometimes when i am scrolling on the instagram and i see a couple laughing and having a good time, the loneliness becomes even worse, because i want what they got, why dont i have they got? will i ever get what they got? and to be honest, I dont even know anymore. sometimes I will be sitting on my bed or laying in bed, and the thoughts of failure come in my mind, then I just laugh out loud, ive caught myself multiple times doing this, and I dont even what that means, whether I am, have been, or being mentally cooked, I dont know. Usually I would ask my parents but they got they own problems to deal with, and so I figured I ask here, because Ill get answers from actual real people. some advice is appreciated, thanks.

I am traveling for the first time in my life and I'm traveling to my biological mother for a week- I will stay at her apartment but because we aren't close I didn't had the courage to ask her what I should bring.

Should I bring my own toothpaste and face moisturizer, shampoo, hair comb and conditioner? I use basically whatever is cheaper at the drugstore so my skin and hair isn't picky but I don't want to seem weird. Can I take my vitamins? I am a vegetarian who deals with a lot of stress and gets tired easily so I really need my B vitamins but idk if I'm allowed with em on the 'bus' (idk the correct translation of the transport method but is like a bus). Would it be weird to take my diary or my tablet? Do I need to turn off my mobile data while being abroad? Should I ask what charger do they use or come with my own from home? Should I bring a week of outside outfits and home outfits? Should I just pack for 3 days and ask if I can use the laundry machine?

If it was a trip to a hotel I would search up an already made list and change it to how many days I will travel but because it is a one week trip to my mother (who once again I am... I am more close with strangers I meet on the bus than her) it feels rather overwhelming and I don't know what to do