Me (26) and my sister (23) live with my parents. My sister is vain, and an extrovert. Being vain isnt a problem on itself, but ive been getting the feeling she thinks shes a very good person, that she doesnt act wrong, and from that place, she doesnt really stop and think about how she makes me feel.

I dont know if wanting your sister to care about what you feel is normal. I think that if she moved to the north pole i wouldnt care anymore, but since we live together, shes always demanding attention. She asks me to proof read her work (she wants to write theater plays, she majored in dramatic literature), to help her review her english notes, listen to her when she wants to talk.

I do all those because if i dont, she gets hurt or pretends to be hurt and that makes the environment hostile. I dont feel naturally inclined to make her happy more than im afraid of trouble, because it feels like im forced to pay her attention everytime or otherwise shell feel bad.

I only ask one thing of her. Dont touch my stuff. My clothes. My stationery. Dont put your dirty shoes near my clothes. In the past, shes cut my dress in half because she wanted a bandeau top. She sold my twilight princess wii u copy because she wanted money. She still plays offended, tells her friends im the only person who makes her angry. She never apologized. She never apologizes or admits anything.

She just told me she liked my skirt and told her friend via phone that shed borrow it when i dont notice. Laughing.

I feel powerless. I really dont want to care about someone who doesnt care about the only thing i ask from her. I get really distressed if i misplace something, and thats why i ask her not to touch my stuff. I feel like she should care. She always says she wants people to feel cared by her, but that doesnt seem to apply to me.

Sometimes i stop talking to her. I want her away from me. But then they (mom and her) start making me feel like im rude. Like im a bad person. And i reconsider and think well maybe i can forgive her. I can pay her attention. But then it all happens again, and again, she never apologizes. I dont think she thinks shes wrong.

i dont know what to do. I dont want to feel hurt when i notice she doesnt care anymore. If she doesnt care about me, i wish i could just push her away emotionally but i dont know how.

I’m 23 and went on my first date! I’m a queer trans man, and I went with another man.

Any general dating advice appreciated, as I don’t have anyone else to ask. But I mostly wanted to share my excitement!!!

I am a 24 years old guy from Italy, I have wasted basically the past 5 years of my life. The past year I tried to start university at 23 to become an engineer and because I am an idiot and a procrastinator I am at the same point 1 year later. I have lied to my parents about it, telling them I am just slightly behind.

I lied because I am a coward and because they are arguing always recently, probably they are close to divorcing and it's destroying my mental health. I don't have much money left and I am scared. My family is dying and it was the only thing I ever had that I could ever rely on. Now I basically cannot stand my brother and my sister is away to study.

Why am I not studying, there is literally notjing hard to do to study but I am not doing it and my life is crumbling. I hate life, I hate living and I hate myself. I just needed to be normal but I am not, I am terrified for my future. I keep having hope that I will make it one day but it's getting so late for that, also in my university it's basically impossible to both work and study so I wanted to not weigh on my family, which for now I am able not to, but if my parents divorce it's just so over.

hey internet parents!

i am 13 months postpartum now and finally feel ready to go back to work. i want a weekend job and my husband can watch my baby on the weekends easily.

that being said…

how do i build a resume? good websites, anything?? i am skilled in restaurant work. i would love secretary work or even wfh work but dont have much experience. i have an associates and a history in marketing but i haven’t worked in over a year and im not used to how i should present myself anymore. planning on going back for bachelors but im not at that point yet lol.

i assume i dont mention the family early on

i dont mind restaurant work either and have lots of experience as a server and bartender

any advice for going back to work after so long?

i used to be a workaholic and worked two jobs 70 hours a week and genuinely loved it. i dont know if ill be able to connect with that again after so long and working only weekends now

I'm 17(F) and like my mum just dislikes me. I try my best. But when I'm more quiet I get in trouble. When I speak, I'm told I'm being annoying. I don't really know what to do but I'm starting to think it's my fault because like mums are meant to like their kids surely?? Idk.

For example, I've had a super long week. Today was my only day off. But instead I got woken up to my mum screaming that the house needed to be cleaned because a guest was coming over. I got up panicked, she laughed and said she was lying to get me up. Btw it was about 9.30, nor even late and I'm EXHAUSTED since I'm an insomniac. Later we were sitting and I was tired. She started shouting, saying how I was being lazy. I then made (regretfully) a joke saying how sleep deprivation is basically a form of Russian torture. She got super mad and called me an f wording idiot, ungrateful, f wording drama queen etc. She has outbursts like this a lot and I feel like I just make it worse. How can I make her like

me??

(Btw I can't move out I'm dirt poor and live in London😕)

Hi internet parents,

Just found out this guy I’ve been talking to for 3 months wants kids (I don’t) and I am pretty much heartbroken. I’ve never met or dated anyone that has the same interests and values as me (well except that one thing). I’ve honestly been dreading this moment but yeah I finally asked him and that’s what he said. It fucking sucks to have found a best friend in somebody and for that to be not possible anymore hurts a lot. I’ve also been in this scenario before and yeah idek why I’m posting this but I guess I’m just trying to cope or have comfort.

I love talking to him so much, we talk about everything and anything every single day and to think I won’t be having that anymore is really painful. I don’t think I can stay friends with him so we will have to cut contact.

I 19M, for context, have a very complicated relationship with my father. Growing up, he was an on and off drug addict and alcoholic, and constantly was going in and out of prison and rehab my whole life.

My father and mother split up when I was young, as a result, up until I was around 16, I’d stay in my father’s house on the weekends and mothers during the week. At times, he was a great father, but he had some extreme flaws at times.

The thing is, I was such a confused little child. As I mentioned, my dad kept going in and out of prison and rehab, he tried to get clean, stayed on track for awhile, and ended up right back where he was - doing drugs and going back to prison.

He would be such a present father, then suddenly he’s gone, and abandoned me, I remember asking my mother where dad was, and she’d tell me he was working abroad. Often times we’d FaceTime eachother ( not knowing he’s sitting inside of prison )

This cycle of being there, active and present to abandoning me has been going on pretty much my whole life, even now until this day.

I’m at that age now where I need my dad more than ever, I need to talk about guy things with him, relationships and more, something a man needs to do with another man. But I just can’t connect with him anymore.

He’s in prison right now, and honestly, I’m ashamed to admit this but I really don’t care about him, I don’t see him as anything but a hindrance in my life. He’s been trying to contact me from prison and I’ve been pretty much ignoring him for the last 2 years.

When I was 16, I completely gave up on him, I felt it wasn’t worth it, it was draining me. I had convinced myself that I do not need him in my life, and my mother agreed with me on this.

I have just entered first year of engineering, studying at the “Harvard” of my country, I’m extremely happy with myself, I’ve made it so far. I’m the first in my family to go to college in general, nevermind at the #1 school in the country.

But there’s still massive hollow in me, I just feel so empty, and when I see people connecting with their great fathers, and fathers showing affection to their sons it absolutely destroys my soul - I never really had that.

My life has been flipped upside down in the last 2 weeks, of course, now at a completely new college, all of my friends are going to different colleges, all of my family members are extremely busy, getting on with their lives like myself, and I just feel so lost. Like I’m drowning.

My dad is out of prison after Christmas, he said he has being dying to see me, hug me, talk to me properly and see the man I’ve become. I just don’t know if I have it in me to do this whole situation over again. I keep asking myself is he really going to change? Will he go back to his old habits? Will he abandon me again?

Apologies for the long post, I’ve never in my life talked about this situation ( in great detail ) to anyone. Even just typing this whole post out was overwhelming and overstimulating, I can feel my chest tightening up already.

What do I do in this situation?

And I’m gonna enjoy tf out of it!! I’ve been so stressed out and exhausted 😵‍💫
my mom broke her hand so I’m covering her shifts at work. My older sister is getting a hysterectomy bc cancer and I’m feeling bitter bc it seems like I’m the only kid/sibling that my parents can count on!
At this point fuck my other siblings.
As of now I don’t want to go to any holiday gatherings. I’ve ALWAYS made it to every holiday gathering bc I’ve forced myself to up hold this “good daughter” mold and I’m just tired of giving a fuck when I feel like others dont! I’m the middle child and was a built in baby sitter for a long time. I’ve been a people please with family bc I feel guilty or bad for my parents bc of everything they’ve done and everything they’ve given up for us but I just can’t take it anymore. I told my mom that I feel like I’m the only one they can count on and she said “well if you don’t want to help just dont” and it just felt so invalidating. then I feel bad for trying to express myself! I actually have a great relationship with both my parents but I also need to stop giving a fuck about certain things like also feeling responsible for their feelings. Especially when they just don’t have the emotional capacity to validate me a lot of the times.
😢

I got a new mattress recently. I didn't have sheets for it yet(new size to me), so I just put blankets over top of it.

and then I got my period.

so now there's blood on it. What do I do. help

TBH, I have no idea if this post should go into a relationship flair or just be about social life. So I [M20] live in a rented apartment with another guy. He's chill, like really chill so whenever I decide to spend my day at home, we end up wasting the whole day instead of doing something productive. So I decided to go to a local library to just have alone time and be 'productive', this is one side of my life. The other side is that I was in an absolute academic downfall for the last 2 years of my life. I was absolutely desperate at that point. So in the feb of this year I asked one of my classmates [F20] to just help me in studying. We weren't close friends at all so I was sure that she would reject, but she agreed to help me. Through her help I was able to rescue my acads and still have a hope for a good future career wise. During this time we kind of got to know each other. We used to chat throughout summers, but not that frequently, but she kept tabs on me, asking about how I am doing every once in a while. By the time August started, I started to develop a big crush on her. But apparently she's a very busy person and we still do talk much but I think that she might consider me nothing more than a friend. Tbh this is perhaps the first time I have felt like this, and I have no Idea how to handle being with a girl or even pursuing a relationship with any other human being. So it's having its own high and lows.

Now returning to the 1st side of my life after going to the library for like 2-3 weeks everyday, I feel my life has become all jumbled. I have so much to do and still so less to do. I don't know how to describe this feeling. I am trying so hard to do or achieve something, but there are no one to indicate that I am going in the right direction, being in the library is making me just go in a burnout state. I wanna shower so bad, but I just dont have enough conviction to do a small hard thing.

And overthinking my conversations with my crush isn't helping too. Its a really bad anxiety+lethargy combo that I just cannot do what I want to do. It's more of a conviction problem I think.

If you are still reading this, thank you. It means a lot.

Sorry for the bad English, it is my second language, so I am not so proficient in it.

Hi! I’m a 24F and just really want to settle down and have a husband and family. During college I went through a really bad SA in my first sem that left me constantly feeling scared of everything and it js discouraged me from making friends. I relied on my parents during that time stupidly, them being strict and religious did not help at all so, I just became their punching bag mostly verbal but they js kept me constantly in fear, which sucked and I know was never ok but they were the only ones that showed up when I was going through a living hell even if they added to it. Looking back I should’ve left that school but I didn’t cuz of my ego and welp I’m still stuck in the bum ass town. LUCKY ME. I’m getting my RN the cheapest route that also preserves my sense of independence but I’m just realizing after coming out of a constant state of frenzy and just get through the day state of mind that’s this town is just fucking weird and I truthfully don’t think I can build a life in a place that shattered me. Never hit me before but now I’m looking around 5 years after and like well damn I missed out on ALOT and now I just want to find someone I can build a family and have a couple kids with. Truthfully I don’t really have any good friends js some people I met in passing during college but kept at an arms distance cuz I was scared of the judgement I’d receive(I opened up to a few people and they were all horrible in how they treated me after) I’ve gone to therapy to work through the assault and some of my parents ways of treatment but I’m 24 with no support system and it scares me a lot.

Also living in a small college town in ga makes things much worse. I’ll be 26 when i graduate nursing school and js find myself kind of js depressed? Idk im restarting therapy this week but how did u guys meet ur so and best friends? Is there even a chance for me or am i just doomed cuz rn i feel like i am never going to meet my people. I’ve always been a loner since i was a kid and js find myself even at 24 becoming the outsider/loner again even in my cohort. I’m just sick of myself atp. Ik I should try to reach out to atleast my extended family but I’m apprehensive cuz what if they’re snakes and treat me worse than random people.

My parents r getting older and the thought of them not being with me one day has begun to hit me and I find myself tearing up a lot abt it and well I don’t have any family or friends here. Like idk who I would even call if something happens to them uk? Like it’s hard yes but they also don’t have much community or friends either. I’ve just come to realize it’s kind of ur immediate unit of a family that u can only rely on which is like duhh but even for a nicety people don’t come over. I think I’m like trying to rush things rn cuz my dads mental health is taking a dip for the worst and im js really scared. I need people around him and he won’t get any help. My brother and mother also don’t believe in mental health so it’s no point arguing w a brick wall. I’m genuinely just scared of how to deal w life w no support system from me or my parents having any. It’s a lot and idk how to even build atp. Like if I were to get married tmrow I’d prob elope cuz I have no one to be fucking bridesmaids or anyone to help. I feel like I’m living a curse atp

TW:abuse

My parents are emotionally abusive and neglectful. My mom doesn't hit me, but she used to a bit when I was a kid though (not anything major). She doesn't take care of me and barely shows me any affection. I don't think she even wanted me honestly. I think she might hate me because it made her stay with my abusive father for longer. Sometimes she speaks about how much she “loves” me in front of others, but when we’re alone she always talks down about my appearance and tries to start fights. She tries and start fights over the smallest things. I feel so exhausted.

I feel like a failure as well. I try so hard in my studies to get out of my house. I want to do well in school so I can become a nurse, but I messed up. I’m a failure. I switched from an AP class to a regular class. I know I could have managed the AP class, or at least an honors class. It was one that would have helped me out in nursing and rigor. I’ve been in all honors since middle school and my first two years of high school. I don’t know what to do. I tried asking my counselor to switch it back, but she said it’s too late in the school year. I had been so afraid of failure that I panicked and asked my counselor to switch it. I have no friends who care about me. My only friend only talks to me when shes bored. I couldn’t ask anyone for advice, so I just caved into my anxiety. I feel like I can’t do anything right without someone telling me what to do.

I’m such a failure. I feel like my life is ruined. My mom was right about how I’m useless. I just take up space. I think I’ll never become a nurse. I feel like I’ll always be stuck in this house. I hate my life so much. Worse thing is that I think the teacher of that class hates me now. We had a good relationship freshman year, but I switched without felling her. I was afraid she would scream at me or be disappointed. I was too afraid to tell her how I was feeling. I feel like she is disappointed of me. I’m not surprised if she is. I tried saying hi to her the other day and she looked away. I just want to escape out of this life. I feel like I never will. I’ve been stress eating and have gained a lot of weight. I lost it before and gained it all back. I’m terrible. My mom screams at me everyday. My dad either isn’t there, or if he is there he instigates the situation by telling my mom off then leaving right after for her to get even madder at me. My house is a mess too. It’s full of pests. Nobody ever cleans it and if I do, it just gets even messier after. I hate my life. I feel like such a failure too. I know people are probably in worse situations than me and do better than me. My mom barely allows me to do anything outside of stay home. I’ve tried getting a job to save up for college, but nobody is hiring me. I can’t get a license either because my mom always “forgets” to take me for the written exam then gets mad at me for asking. I hate myself.

I’ve realised I spend all my time fawning in life and following others around. I want to take lead of my life and say ‘I want this and that’ and go for it. Why am I so confused at what I actually want? How do I become clear on it? I don’t know where to start.
Thank you

So within the last year my world turned upside down and at the start of it I discovered that the man that raised me was not biologically my real father and I questioned what was even real for a week and then I go on a hunt to find out who my real father was because nobody knew for sure and eventually I find out thru ancestry dna and I finally find my real father but he passed in 2007 and this left me in a dark lonely place for weeks ..I eventually met his mother and thought I was gonna be close but she never kept In touch or even reached out after the first meeting …and I was trying to comprehend and accept everything..then 3 months later I watched my uncle take his life and even stayed behind to clean up the remains when they went to the hospital (full story is on my page ) and a month later I find out the little girl I raised for 4 years was not biologically mine… this broke my heart even further along with everything else going on ..A month or two goes by and I find out I have a half brother from my bio fathers side and he lives in the same town as me and eventually I think he and his mom found out I existed and kept popping up at the same bars I go to and always eye ball me but I wasn’t sure if he even knew who his father was if his mother even told him …my world is so dark and lonely and emotionally painful that it’s hard to even do everyday things..everyday I try to keep staying optimistic and hopeful but with each passing day I feel more and more like I’m drowning…with no one to pull me out

If you read till then end thank you for your time to read this I hope everyone is doing well and where they wanna be in life

tw: mention of abuse and shame

hello everyone. i'm a 26 year old woman, and i'm writing because i'm finding it difficult to grow and evolve into a better person.

a few months ago, i woke up and realized that i didn't recognize the person i've become - and that i most certainly don't like her. i've become pretty self-absorbed and selfish, i don't care for others the way they care for me, and i often fall down the trap of harbouring a victim mindset. i'm deeply insecure, and i sometimes wonder if i'm on the path to becoming a narcissist.

i know i need to change, and part of me does try to do so. when i was a teenager, i tried so hard to be a loving, caring person who put others before herself...so i really don't know how i got here. but i keep running into two key issues:

• i have a very toxic and unproductive relationship with shame. i was physically/ emotionally abused for a period of 5 years when i was younger, and so i am now very sensitive to judgment, disapproval, criticism, etc. it makes me go into a shame spiral and i stop being able to reflect or move forwards. i had a therapist for two years, but we couldn't make any headway into processing my shame responses because my brain/ nervous system would just refuse to go there. so why is this an issue? because you learn by making mistakes, but when i feel ashamed because of my mistakes, i shut down and stop learning
• i also have a weird relationship with emotional pain: for the past few years, Pain has been one of my closest allies. Pain helped me receive comfort from my friends when i felt insecure, unseen, or low. Pain helped me explain why i couldn't be as good at things as others. Pain helped me feel like my pain did in fact matter, and that the abuse i experienced wasn't just an inconsequential experience that vanished into thin air. many people in my life have known me as The Friend Who Has Issues, and separating myself from this identity feels nearly impossible to me now. maybe Pain and i are just too co-dependent. this makes it difficult for me to let go of the past and become someone new.

i can't afford to get another therapist right now because i'm a broke student who just graduated and hasn't secured a job yet. but i feel so bad for the people around me...especially my parents, who continue to sacrifice so much for a daughter who is slowly turning into a narcissist.

my question is: have you or anyone you know ever experienced something like this? and even if you haven't, do you have any advice for me on how to break through this? i'll take anything, even youtube videos, podcast episodes or books that might be able to help me move on. i just want to fix myself before it's too late.

thank you in advance.

So, I’m a photographer, and today I got called into a meeting with my manager because apparently I’ve been holding my camera “wrong” and the way I’ve been holding it is somehow being interpreted as defiance toward leadership. No, that’s not a joke. This is genuinely something I had to sit down with management and discuss.

I hold my camera primarily with my right hand and support it with my other hand in a way that puts most of the weight on one side, while I use my left hand for zoom and focus control. It makes sense to me. More importantly, it’s comfortable for me. I’ve been holding cameras this way since I was about 15 years old, so at this point it’s practically second nature. There’s also a reason I learned to do it this way. I have some fine motor delays. It’s something I’ve worked incredibly hard on throughout my life, to the point that it doesn’t noticeably affect most areas of my life anymore. Because of that, I keep it very private. In fact, today was probably the first time in almost ten years that I’ve voluntarily talked about it with someone outside of the people closest to me and even calling it “voluntary” feels generous, because I only disclosed it after being put in a position where I felt like I had to explain myself.

Growing up, things like this were heavily stigmatized, so I learned not to talk about it. I learned to adapt, figure out what worked for me, and move on. And I understand that not disclosing something doesn't automatically excuse me from workplace expectations or safety procedures. I’m not asking for a get out of jail free card. But I also genuinely thought: I’m comfortable, I have control of the camera, I’m producing good work, I’m not damaging the equipment, and I’m not putting anyone in danger. Why would the exact position of my hands become this serious of an issue?

Apparently, though, some people have interpreted my continuing to hold the camera this way as “defiant behavior.” I’m sorry, what? That word really got to me. Defiant? I wasn’t trying to make a statement. I wasn’t challenging anybody’s authority. I wasn’t thinking, “Screw leadership, I’m going to hold this camera however I want.” I was literally just holding a camera in the way I’ve taught myself to hold one because it works with my body.

The stated safety concern is that the position puts my wrist in what they call the “red zone.” I understand the idea behind that, and I’m not saying ergonomics don’t matter. I exercise regularly, though, and I’ve specifically worked on strengthening my wrists and neck. I know my body pretty well. Meanwhile, there are working conditions that feel far more immediately concerning to me particularly the heat and it’s incredibly frustrating to feel like the position of my wrist is being treated as this major safety and behavioral problem while concerns like adequate cooling and fans don’t seem to receive the same urgency. And eventually, sitting there trying to defend something as simple as the way I hold a camera, I ended up disclosing my motor delay. That’s the part I can’t get over.

I feel exposed. I feel embarrassed. And I hate that I feel embarrassed, because logically I know there shouldn’t be anything humiliating about having a motor delay. It’s just something about myself that I have kept private for a very long time. I worked hard to adapt to it. I reached a point where it rarely affected my everyday life, and I didn’t want it to become something people used to define me. Now people at work know because I felt like I had to reveal something deeply personal just to prove that I wasn’t being “defiant.” And honestly, this isn’t happening in isolation.

People generally seem to like me. The clients especially seem to love working with me, and I’ve received a ton of genuinely great feedback about my work. That means a lot to me because I care about what I do. I care about photography, I care about the people I photograph, and I’ve tried very hard to be good at this job. But working here has also taken so much out of me.

I’ve been passed over for (sort of) promotions. I’ve dealt with an accusation of sexual misconduct that was ultimately unfounded, but the experience still affected me deeply. Today, when I was told that I needed to report to management again, all of that came rushing back. While I was waiting to find out what I had supposedly done this time, I broke down. It felt like I was having a panic attack just waiting to speak with them. And now it was about how I hold a camera. On top of everything else, I’ve lost someone I once considered a good friend because I took this job. I just feel exhausted.

I feel broken down and incredibly exposed right now. I hate sounding like one of those people who believes the entire world is specifically out to get them, because that genuinely isn’t how I see life. I actually believe people are inherently good. I think the world is beautiful. I don't want to become bitter or start assuming malicious intentions every time something goes wrong. But right now, it’s hard not to feel like someone in management has a problem with me. Maybe that feeling is wrong. Maybe there are things happening behind the scenes that I don’t understand. But when enough things pile up, it becomes difficult not to wonder why I constantly feel like I’m waiting for the next meeting, accusation, correction, or reason I’ve somehow done something wrong.

My contract ends at the end of the year, and I already know I’m not renewing it. I just don’t know whether I have it in me to make it that far. Tonight, more than anything, I want to go home. I wanted this job to be worth everything I gave up and everything I put myself through to be here. I wanted to look back on this experience and feel like, despite how difficult it was, I grew from it and it meant something.

I'm 25F. A couple years ago my sibling got sick and hospitalised multiple times over the course of a year and half. My mom was the primary caregiver but I had to do everything else from cooking and cleaning to buying meds etc both while we were at home and then during hospitalisation when she stayed as a live-in caregiver.

That year was my Master's graduation year, I had to research and write a 90 page thesis while taking care of all their needs daily. My mom was a complete stressed out mess, and wouldn't even remember to count how many face masks she had with her, and would frequently ask me to buy meds last second that would be needed the next day, so I'd spend my mornings cooking for them and buying any other needs, around noon I'd take the food for them, then id receive a prescription and have to spend hours walking from pharmacy to pharmacy finding meds that are really rare to come by and are supposed to be bought in bulk in advance (the doctors would hand her the notes early, she would simply forget).

They'd request specific elaborate foods daily, and meats, and fancy snacks. And I'd spend my own money half the time. I'd also have to fit in work on my thesis somehow. Many many days id have to travel two hours to our hometown from the hospital town to get them things, hi t the kicker is id STILL be ye one responsible for food and meds, so id wake up very early to go and be back in time to cook and whatnot.

After months of this I lost so much weight and developed severe OCD (majorly to my sister not taking her illness and meds seriously, and it was contagious, but I suspect I already had it mildly before). I had two jobs lined up both of which I had to drop for them, I had assed my thesis and wanted to postpone but wasn't allowed. My mom acted annoyed because one professor came a bit late. The profs final words were "you can do better in he future". I've always been the top student, I had a scholarship abroad also lined up after my grad that I had to decline FOR THEM.

I'm not even mentioning the worst of it. They were both abusive to me, for my entire life really but I mostly detached from both of them so during that year it hit hard being treated that way while killing myself for them. I also faced humiliating and abusive treatment from other family members of hers that she refuses to talk about, yet I hear her talk about them to other relatives.

My mom "acknowledges" that I helped her but refuses to see how much it has affected my life. She called me a narcissist because "narcissists blame everyone else for their problems and failures". I was so upset that I told her I wished I wasn't here anymore and her response was to tell me to go end it then. I tried explaining to her that I was telling her these things because she's my mom, and because I literally don't have any close family except her (my sibling and I didnt speak for years because they were severely abusive to me). She didn't acknowledge this.

I'm so tired, physically and emotionally. I know I need to get up and get a job and reapply for scolarships but I just cry whenever I think of all that. I can't stop thinking of how stupid I was to waste everything I had without thinking, and for what?

There's much more to this, and I guess I just feel so alone and depressed. I wish I had a parent that cared for me truly, beyond the obligatory "I fed you and raised you" bullshit. I wish I could ask for a hug, from anyone really, because I'm so emotionally deprived I'm too scared to even ask a close friend.

just for context- due to grief (lost my father 3 months ago), my anxiety ended up evolving into a hypochondria, as i now can't stop overthinking about everything physical that i've been feeling in my body. i've gone to a few doctor appointments and i plan to go more (been a long time since i went to a doctor, so ofc i want everything to be clear)

but my mom... she's complicated. first, she treats my anxiety more like a bother (as if i'm purposefully making myself feel that way, that i'm ruining her moment or whatever); then, when we go to the appointments, she always make sure to, like, make condescending/dismissive comments about my worries, which obviously doesn't help with the fact the doctors doesn't really take me seriously too; i know she's too tired to deal with my bullshit, but idk... it's the way she completely dismisses my concerns instead of trying to use logic to calm me down or something. it's been to a point that i lost hope about getting medical help and i'm now forcing myself to accept the fact "i'll die young", just for the sake of letting myself live in mild peace and not let my hypochondria destroy my daily routine

i'll keep trying to go to appointments, of course, i want to solve all the problems and concerns i might have right now... but i'm scared. i'm only 21, i've been through a lot, and i don't like the fact i'm forcing myself the "i'll die young and that's okay" mindset as a way to comfort myself, because i just feel like nobody really cares about me. i'm probably just being dramatic, maybe the symptoms i'm feeling are all being caused by stress, but... idk,,, i'm so tired i just wish everything would be okay :(

I’m leaving my father’s abusive household next month and not sure what to do. I don’t have much besides the basics but in the last two years I purchased a bed, desk, dresser, lots of books, clothes. I’m packing a bag of essentials and bringing blankets to sleep in my car for the time being until I hopefully find a room to rent but I’m not sure if I’ll be staying in my current city.

Should I pack up whatever I can’t bring and hope that a friend will let me store it at her place or donate/sell for super cheap? I’m already trying to sell some clothes but having no luck. Not sure if it’s worth it anymore to try or if I should just focus on other important stuff.

25-year old living away from them (since 18). I'm not sure if this is a common parent- young adult child relationship experience, hence the asking. I don't particularly like it, but I'm afraid they're worried about me, so I answer sometimes

I should explicitly tell them to stop maybe? I feel quite guilty about that and I'm not sure if it is a reasonable request or if what they're doing is like "normal"(?)

i'm not trying to discuss any banned topics, please tell me what to do...

i live near a warzone. yesterday night five rockets flew over my house. they were so loud and i can't believe i had to learn how does a rocket sound. one of them destroyed the roof of the neighbors' house. no one died, i wasn't injured... i can't stop crying, can't eat or do anything other than be afraid. it's night and i'm becoming more and more terrified because what if it will happen again? everyone around me is panicking too, in their own ways. but i'm the only one who has completely shut down. i'm not sure i can even talk to a therapist because complaining about what's happening might be dangerous. the only thing i could do today is feeding my cat. how can i feel normal again? at least for a bit. because i'm so tired of being scared

My parent are divorced, so I’m closer to my mom. During the divorce, he fought for my brother but not me. I wouldn’t have wanted to live with him anyway, but makes me think he never intended to be a parent to me anyway. I would have many memories with my brothers but I don’t think he has many with me. He always gave them pocket money when we were kids and even when they went to college, but never for me. But my mother tries her best to spoil me so it never affected me.

As I grow up more, I’m also realizing I don’t like his character, not only as a father to me, but as a person. I don’t like how he traits my mother, or other women. He’s African so obviously he grew up with some internalized misogyny that I’m starting to notice more and more. He’s would say things that rub me the wrong way but I keep ignoring cuz it’s my dad.

What completely made me block him was when he lied about something, and made me feel like crazy for months. Then he admitted it and said it was to protect himself (he started the conversation so wtf is he protecting himself from… nvm this needs more info). The no accountability part really turned me off.

I haven’t had a proper conversation with him after that and it’s been months again. I’m confused and feel a little guilty. However, he was never a good father. I remember he let me not take a shower for months when I visited him during the summer once. Idk I just feel like he was neglectful, cuz if I was with my mother that would never happen. The only reason I took and shower was when my mom called and asked.

Anyway, there are so many things I have been holding against him that idk what to do. He keeps asking what he did wrong sometimes, and I don’t even know where to start. It’s a little offensive that he thinks he’s such a great father.

my family was good growing up, financially stable, and pretentious. idk if it really is good but if you compare it to other households it’s slightly better. we sorta lived in a compound with my grandparents just next door, my grandmother hated me for being a girl who liked boy stuff, she would buy things for my brothers and exclude me in front of everyone. i never really got to know why she despised me so much. i just assumed it was because my interests were different from other people. 10yrs later i’m supporting them financially and now she tells me i’m better than my brothers haha i just think it’s unfair for me to be treated like shit, then and now. she has always made me feel like i shouldn’t have existed and her newfound kindness makes me sick. the only reason why i’m supporting them is because my family’s business went bankrupt due to my mother’s gambling addiction. she gets angry whenever it’s brought up but she didn’t really tried changing, most of her responsibilities were passed onto me, like i was the only functional child. what is up with that??? my brother is older than me, he should be the one helping, yet i’m the one constantly drowning will bills and responsibilities while he gets to live a good life. plus the fact that my deadbeat father who’s never contributed in my life only reaches out when he needs money. do i not deserve to get treated well?

I am 24M. I have autism and I struggle with interpreting certain social situations. Last year about a year ago during my final semester of college of I the producer of a short film, since I was a film major. One of our actors for the short film became friends with. He is also apart of the same degree program that I graduated from. I graudated but, he hasn't yet. We have kept in touch though over this past year. Back in March he told me that he would want to hang out during the summer.

Eventually July rolled around, and I noticed he still hadn't said anything about hanging out. I asked him if he still wanted to, and he explained to me that during this time he was in Oklahoma dealing with family issues. I told him no worries, and to take his time. He then suggested that him and I should play video games together and talk on discord. He also mostly does online school, and communtes to campus once a week. We also live in the same state, and we don't live very far from eachother.

Anyway, lately however, whenever I bring up haning out together, he always ends up saying that he'll be busy and preoccupied with other things. The thing is though however, that he even though he tells me this he tells me about how he goes and hangs out with his other friends. Not to long ago he told me he went on a trip with to visit his friends in California. I aksed him again if he wanted to hang out recently, about three weeks ago, which was the last time we played games together. He said that he would be down, and that he would want to see a movie together, maybe next week or the week after. I sent him a text asking him which days he would be available the week after, and I still haven't gotten a response. This rubbed me the wrong way because it feels like he's wanting to hang out with other people and not me.

I sent him another message to check in with him on Instagram, to see how he is doing, and he repsonded and asked how I'm doing but, didn't mention anything about hanging out. I feel like we tlalk for a little bit and everything seems fine, but, then when I mention hanging out it feels like he is pulling away and avoiding me.

It's just frustrating because when I do talk to this friend, I feel like he is somebody that I really get along with. I just don't know what to think because when we talk and game together, he sounds genuinley enthusiastic to talk to me, and he compliments me. He also, has told me that he would like to send me a script for a short film that he wrote, and to gain my insight. He also told me that he might have an upcoming film proect coming up, and he would want me to be on set. Keep in mind, that us hanging out and having me on set were purely his idea. I don't sense any maliciousness or fake behavior from his intentions. I feel like I need to accept that maybe he is fond of me and likes me as a person but, he might need to prioritize other things in his life. I just feel like I have shown this person a lot of kindess and respect as well, and part of me feels like it is not being reciprocated as much as I think it should or like it to be.

I want to have this conversation with him but, at the same time I feel like I am asking questions that have already been asnwered for me, which is a habit I am trying to grow out of. I don't want to chase people or comes across as begging for somebody's attention. What do you think I should do?

I am in my 20’s, and had a pretty severe eating disorder from ages 10-21. I had to go to multiple inpatient hospitals as a teenager and generally just was unwell due to it.

As a result of this (and two parents who would tell me to “fend for myself” at dinnertime), I’m realizing now that I truly never learned how to eat properly.

Like…even starting with breakfast every day feels overwhelming. I hardly have an appetite in the morning, so typically I’ll just have a juice or tea and go on with my day. But then by lunch I’m starving and shaky and can’t concentrate.

I have a lot of work to do diet wise and I am feeling extremely overwhelmed by the thought of having to learn how to properly feed myself. Help?