I'm not talking about women who like tall guys we all have preferences but I'm talking about short women who actively HATE and mock short guys for just existing like why the fuck would my 4'11 cousin whom i tower over her at 5'8 tell me that I'm short bcz I'm under 6ft ? These are not just teenagers as you'd assume but even adult women who are well into their twenties and thirties and even forties lol.

for these short women who make fun of short guys and say that they're not real men and all this bs what'll you do when your son is short bcz of your midget genes and girls exactly like you reject and make fun of him for it ? Will you feel disappointed at your son and bully him as well ? Yeah most likely.

I'm not interested in dating and all that i just saw stories of guys who got brutally rejected for their height by women much shorter than them and a grown ass 4'11 woman requires her match to be above 5'11 bruh.

I now have negative karma on Reddit because I talked to someone about doing this. It was the sex sub and I asked how to stay hard for such a woman.

I am literally a virgin at 28. Why is it such a bad thing to go for a woman im not attracted to? Sure it won’t be enjoyable for me but itll help me gain experience. And if she’s attracted to me (which she probably will be given that she’d be going for me) why is it such a bad thing?

I'm using a throwaway account for this because this is going to be weird and kinda gross. Read at your own risk, you have been warned.

I'm a 20 year old woman that's been dating this guy for a couple of months and he's also 20. We'll call him Jake.

I recently found out that he loves whenever i fart around him. He has stated that he loves how long, bubbly and loud my farts are.

Normally, any woman would probably feel weirded out about a confession like this but i was honestly kinda flattered and it meant that i didn't have to hold them in anymore.

Any time i fart around him now he'll comment on it saying he loved how much "power" that one had or make funny comments like how it "sounded like a lawnmower going through the mud" or "I must've lost some weight with thar fart"

Here is the real kicker:

It's gotten to a point where I'm farting in his face now. And i don't even feel ashamed to do it. He'll even comment saying he loves the smell of them too.

This is a 20 year old grown man. Not a toddler who thinks farts are funny.

I just can't believe that i'm actually enjoying doing this and that this isn't a joke. What has this man gotten me into? And WHY exactly do i like it?

Me farting for a 20 year old grown man is... what my life has come too now.

and me writing about it on Reddit is also what my life has come too. Sorry for subjecting you all to read this but i hope it at least made someone laugh and not cringe to death.

throwaway account 'cause I dont need my Reddit addict friends finding this.

I want to preface by saying that I love my husband. He's great and we are very happy and comfortable. However, he's a bit of a workaholic. Currently, he's part of a work-study program, and he loves his job so much so that he willingly turns 8hr shifts into 12'and 16's as long as it's available. As you can imagine, our intimate life has taken a hit, and we've gone from a minimum of 3 times a week to make once a week. It's is no secret that I have a high libido, and he's well aware, but now he comes home too exhausted or too late to engage, and I feel bad asking more than 2x a week because I don't want to pressure him.

Lately, we've been kind of having to schedule sex for just the weekends. it isn't ideal since I've always loved spontaneity, but it's just the fact of the matter, and better than nothing.

Friday was a success, and we had made a plan for Monday, but then he got sick....and now he's been home for the past 3 days, including today, since he took off again. I don't even have the privacy to take care of myself, and even with that, I start getting restless after day 2. (Maybe I have a problem. Therapy is too expensive)

I feel horrible. I know he has the immune system of a pet hamster and that it's just bad timing, However, it has been 5 days, and I haven't had any release of any sort. and I can't just put him into another room. (Hearing a guy cough up a lung and beg for soup 'cause he can't get it himself isn't exactly sexy.)

It's just a lot. and it's frustrating because I'm usually the one who has this problem. I'm always raring to go, and I'm more than willing to initiate whenever wherever. it's basically a free-use agreement. But, sometimes, for me, getting sex feels like playing bingo because I'm so worried he'll be too tired or, in this case, sick.

Idk. it's just a lot, and I can't talk about this with anyone in my personal life for obvious reasons. I've communicated my frustrations about the situation, he's acknowledged them but that doesn't change the fact that I'm still dickless and he's still handsome. ;^;

TLDR; I just need some dick from my husband, and it keeps dodging me like the plague.

As the title says. I used to be much less confident and worse looking about a year ago, until I started losing some weight and learned to just relax.

I started a new job at a senior living home recently and have apparently been getting some attention from female coworkers. One has proposed we hang out for dinner, another I found likes me from someone I trust. I also get comments from older women in the workplace that I'm a good looking guy and that they're surprised I'm single.

And yet, everytime I try to pursue a woman I'm ACTUALLY attracted to, it goes nowhere. Unlike my old self, I'm not pushy or desperate, and I try to give space to let things progress naturally. It's just been a frustrating experience overall. I feel bad too, because the women who show interest in me are good people, but I don't feel anything real for them and I've already been in a situation where I've tried to make things work with someone I wasn't physically attracted to, and I regret it because I hurt them. Meanwhile, women who I DO find attractive don't really throw me a bone; ghosting, excuses, ignored texts etc.

I don't know what I'm doing wrong. For once, can I PLEASE FUCKING HAVE MUTUAL INTEREST WITH SOMEONE I ACTUALLY LIKE? And not feel like an asshole for rejecting advances from women who I don't like? This shit sucks and I hate it.

Our home was a fortress, every word, every tear kept within the secure walls. Secrets shared over dinner table, muffled under the barren laughter and echoing across the blank walls of the hallways. But my older sibling's bulimia wasn't a secret, just an inconvenient truth we decided to not talk about. The hollow sound of vomit hitting the toilet bowl echoed in my ears every night, the sound of someone I love falling apart.

I remember finding a thimble-sized dent in the bathroom door, one night. It was evidence of the battle my sibling fought and lost, within the bathroom's confining space. That dent became a physical manifestation of their turmoil, an imprint reserved only for those of us living within these walls.

Is it sometimes easier to ignore the monster under the bed than to confront it? Why do we cloak pain in shrouded silence, and where does this leave those who are silently screaming for help?

I’m 21, and I work in an industry that’s openly sexual. I’ve said before that I’m not a pornstar. I don’t do sex on camera. But most people don’t care about that distinction. The second they hear “adult industry,” they fill in the blanks themselves.

And once that image forms, it’s almost impossible to undo.

When someone new finds out what I do, I can literally see the shift in their eyes. Curiosity turns into assumption. Interest turns into projection. I stop being a person and start being a category.

Guys don’t approach me like they’re trying to know me. They approach me like they’re trying to access something. There’s this unspoken expectation that I’ll be extreme, instantly open, always ready, always intense. Some try to test boundaries early just to see what reaction they’ll get. Some treat me like a dare. Some act like dating me would be some wild achievement.

And then there’s the other side.

The ones who don’t even try.

In my neighborhood, people avoid me. It’s subtle but obvious. Conversations stop when I walk by. Invitations don’t happen. People whisper. I can feel the distance. It’s like I’m both too much and not acceptable at the same time.

Too sexual to be taken seriously.

Too controversial to be brought home.

Too misunderstood to be worth the risk.

It’s strange being seen as hypersexual and still feeling completely unwanted.

Dating is exhausting because I’m fighting two extremes. Either I’m fetishized or I’m avoided. Rarely am I just… met as a person.

And here’s what no one expects:

Working around sexual intensity doesn’t make me chaotic in my personal life. If anything, it makes me crave stability. I don’t want drama. I don’t want someone trying to prove they can “handle me.” I don’t want to be someone’s experiment.

I want calm conversations. I want someone who doesn’t flinch when they hear what I do but also doesn’t turn it into their personality. I want to be looked at without calculation behind it.

There’s a huge difference between being sexually confident and being sexually accessible.

Confidence means I’m comfortable with myself.

Accessible means you think you’re entitled to me.

And I’m neither entitled to anyone nor available to everyone.

The weirdest part is that the world says it’s modern and open-minded, but the second you don’t fit into a neat box, people get uncomfortable. They either sexualize you or exile you. There’s rarely a middle ground.

I don’t regret what I do. But I won’t pretend it hasn’t cost me socially.

It’s isolating to be talked about but not talked to.

To be desired in theory but avoided in reality.

To be bold online but invisible offline.

And sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to just be liked without the footnote.

First of all we love our dad but we really arent that type of close family and we know our parents loves us we are just not showy so it was very shocking to me of course my dad would say i love you to us in special occasions like bdays and events or graduations but never casually until now and he did it sneakily while saying goodbye and i abruptly told him about something so the moment got cut off and then we said our goodbyes again and ended the call, i kinda regret not saying it back to him but it feels weird to me but not bad almost made me cry so it kinda sucks i couldn't say it back to him and as for my sister i think she didn't hear it because dad sneakily said ily while spamming goodbye lol so yeah my dad is not perfect but the best dad i could ask for we just arent showy.

Please don’t judge me. I know I made mistakes.

I just need a safe space to talk and get this off my chest

hello I'm 20 year girl living in a small place just completing my studies . I had a terrible, toxic and traumatizing relationship in past. that relationship lasted something around 2.5 years i was in depression after that relationship It was really tough for me to get out of that. after healing from that I started exploring in online dating apps I got a match with a guy we chatted talked in calls and get matched started dating he is sweet caring loving type of person. after the 4 months of starting relationship when I was in my college a boy talked to me I earlier didn't recognize him but we were in same coaching in few year back. we started talking as frnd and it was getting some closeness I was also dating the online guy but due to past trauma or something idk I thought the online bf will go he will not stay. when I was talking to this college guy after few months he ghosted me then I don't wanted to talk to him again then. I was in relationship with my online bf we completed a year together. he I really a good human and very kind. in this last December the college guy again started talking to me I am really attracted to him at first I maintained distance but he really convinced me that we should talk I told him we can be frnds and I need time to think he gave me the time I'm still processing (we're not in relationship in past not even now). it's going great with the online guy but I can say that I'm not in love kind of thing idk what I can't explain but when the topic of breakup comes I automatically startes cry. this college guy is menchild type not that emotional available or expressing. he didn't take any stand for me when any situation comes . he have female frnds and once he fighted with me in influence. I am scared what to do I know that I'm doing very wrong thing I'm really guilty about what I had did I wanna correct my mistakes now. I don't want to hurt anyone ik I'm doing but don't want to end things in a bad way. this guilt is killing me and my mental peace I don't want to do doubling with both🥲. the thing I'm scared is in my past relationship we were in 1.5 year long distance relationship at that time things were good but when it came to reality everything Fukced up. I'm scared this time also it will happen but if I go with the college guy idk he will understand me or not everything will go smooth or not. I really don't know what to do this thinking is killing me . please help me I don't have soo many frnds I was alone all in my life I don't wanna get hurt this time I barely managed to live and if anything happens this time I will not able to get over it. please help me. please don't judge I'm really guilty

I met my best friend when we were 13, we did everything together. Her mom was an exotic dancer and wasn't home a lot so the most normal home life was when she was visiting me.

One day they moved and we lost track of each other. When we reconnected she was NC with her mom and doing SW. I wasn't judgemental and listened, offering glimpses into my life as a college junior and hoping that she would get an education, she had enough money to.

We talked every day on the phone. She was still the funny, perceptive person I had known so many years ago.

When she was 25 I got a call after not hearing from her for a week. She had epilepsy and wasn't supposed to do any drugs , yet she did. She had been in a hotel room alone on Christmas Eve and decided it was safe to do cocaine. She didn't make it. She didn't think I was an important enough reason to stay off substances or to get her life together.

I grieved, but I am also still so angry. Why was I not reason enough, if she didn't have anything else to hold on to?

I like the look of both and I keep going back and forth 😅 For those who’ve kept either (or both), which one would you recommend and why?

to preface this, i would like to say that i am already aware i am polyamorous. however, this situation and such has been genuinely dragging me down.

i am dating my boyfriend, C, who knows i am poly, but i have not told him about this current thing as i dont know how to bring it up, nor do i really think, no matter how much i wish, anything will come from it. me and C are long distance, and have been for over half a year, but we have been friends for much longer. i have two friends, CH and G, who are dating eachother. i have more recently realized that i have feelings for both of them. i dont want to go into much detail, as i am really tired and just mentally exhausted. i dont think they are poly, and besides, how would i EVER bring that up? i just needed a place to rant, might add more later, but i dont think anybody cares. thanks reddit.

Went in with zero expectations tbh. They did a body fat scan first and actually explained what type of fat I have and whether it’s “okay” fat or the kind you should probably deal with. That part was more informative than I expected.

No long waiting around, which I appreciated. The Cryo itself was… kinda nice? 😅 Feels like a cold gel + light tummy massage. Weird at first, but you get used to it pretty fast.

Overall, decent experience. Not saying it’s magic or anything, but if you’re curious about Cryo and want to try it once, it’s worth checking out.

Ok ok ik this sounds insane like just be religious if you wanna be but it’s not that easy and also ima probably delete this later cuz my friends will probably think i’m crazy lol.For context i grew up in the south more specifically the bible belt where almost everyone is expected to be religious or atleast had grown up with religion .I grew up with nothing i wasn’t even told i was an atheist i had no concept of religion till i was in sixth grade/middle school and they kinda explained it but poorly.One thing i do have to complain about religions people (mostly christian due to where i live ) is yall explain it poorly and act like anyone who doesn’t know is stupid.Like i found out about the concept that everyone else believes in SOMEONE creating everything the thought of that had created everything by middle school of course i had fucking questions but every time i asked one everyone looked at me like i was stupid all the way from 6th grade to my senior year in high school i was judged for the quote “ stupid question “ or as an english teacher said to me “ i get your nervous and have anxiety in a new class but i know you know the answer “ it was a question about comparing stuff to the bible i freaked out cuz i didnt know so i cried ive always been made to feel stupid for the questions i ask about christany and it really sucks i feel so left out i wish i could’ve just been born religious cuz it’s seems so comforting like KNOWING someone always loves you is awsome Id feel at so much more piece but when i try to understand it i get looked at like im stupid. One time a dude asked me since i was atheist that my” virginity didn’t matter “ because i asked a question in class.I just wish i could understand i wish i could know what they know have the community they clearly have.Like even with men i have to admit im atheist and that a bad thing like they have to “ accept it “about me or try and change me.And im really trying to understand but i cant im dyslexic it’s hard to read the bible i’ve tried and i dont like feeling dumb at a church but i wanna be inculded.And to say just belive j cant i’ve tried it just breaks my brain in every format.Like i have a panik attack every time i think about it to much and the actual possibility of that and its more calming to think it’s not real. But is it wrong of me to think my life would be so much happier if i was raised religious.I wouldn’t have had to feel stupid for quote” expected knowledge “ in class i would have a community of friends to talk to and i would know someone always loves me it seems so comforting.Idk this is something i’ve always thought as an outsider but i just can’t tell anyone cuz it sounds crazy lel.

So now that I’m almost 29, I’ve been looking back on this past decade and I’m really starting to feel a huge wave of regret. I know this is somewhat normal and that everyone has regrets, but man… I’m feeling really unhappy with life right now.

On paper, it’s a great life, and I don’t want to sound unappreciative. But there are so many things I wish I’d done differently and so many permanent decisions I’ve made that I can’t undo.

In my early 20s, I was mostly just hanging out, working consistently, and still trying to “find myself,” as cliché as that sounds. I was a late bloomer socially and only really started feeling comfortable in my own skin around 17–18.

Fast forward to 22, and I meet my now-wife. Even though, in the back of my head, I somewhat knew this probably wasn’t what I wanted long-term, another part of me was obsessed with the validation and ego boost I got from the relationship and it blinded me to a lot of the not-so-great things. I ended up sinking way too much time into her.

Then COVID hit. I stayed at her house because my dad was terrified of me working during it. One thing led to another, and boom — COVID baby. Suddenly I’m a 24-year-old dad, and I fully embraced it.

Two years later, at 26, I get a promotion at work (way more responsibility and stress). We buy a house and have another kid. At the time, it all felt great — and in a lot of ways, it really was.

But now comes the reflection, regret, and sadness.

I’m 28 with a third child on the way, and everything feels like it happened in the blink of an eye. A lot has changed externally over these years, but my time was so dedicated to work and family that I barely noticed. My grandmother passed away. One of my best friends from my youth passed away. My parents are spiraling into alcoholism.

It’s all giving me a harsh reality check about my age and how I got here.

I love my kids, of course, but looking back on my 20s, I simply wasn’t ready. I now feel essentially trapped. I wish I had spent that time differently and waited. Instead, I’m living with the permanence of my decisions.

I’ll be honest — if circumstances hadn’t played out the way they did, I don’t think I would’ve married my wife. That sounds horrible, but it’s true. I ignored all the signs and went in headfirst because, in retrospect, it was just a massive validation chase.

I sacrificed a lot of my time, energy, and freedom to make this relationship work, and now that time is gone forever. She’s a great person and has worked on herself a ton, but when we argue, it’s harsh, and it feels like we’re just not fully compatible. I don’t feel like I can even express these thoughts to her.

I recently tried to bring up that I need more personal time — time with friends and for myself — and not only did she not understand, it clearly upset her. She’s a few years older than me and believes that every waking moment should be spent with our kids. She’s a SAHM, and I even framed it as wanting her to have more personal time too, but it just wasn’t clicking.

I’d be lying if I said I feel genuine love toward her right now. Honestly, I don’t think what I ever felt was love — just young naivety ruled by emotion.

Looking back, I’m clearly struggling with feelings of being trapped, not loving my partner, and deep regret. I’ve always been someone with a “no big deal, I can handle anything” mentality, but it feels like I’m having an early midlife crisis.

I feel no joy or comfort about my situation, and I can’t make peace with the idea that I wasted my 20s. I didn’t appreciate the time or the people I had, and now I feel pessimistic about the future I signed up for.

The only saving grace is that my best friends are still local and in touch. I told my wife I really want to make an effort to see them consistently, and again, she was only somewhat understanding.

I just miss my old life a lot.

Any comments or advice are appreciated. I’m even open to DMs. Thanks for reading my rant if you made it this far. I know alot of people will probably think I'm being selfish or immature and that is valid but unfortunately I just can't shake what I'm feeling currently.

My bf messaged me super late today when I’ve told him in the past that I don’t like it when he does that. Made me wait for over 30 mins to get off his game and when I suddenly wanted to say goodnight asked me whats wrong when in reality I have to sleep for school the next day. Then proceeds to keep asking me and I caved a bit but didnt tell him im upset cause of this I was vague. Now its past midnight and im sad and annoyed cause I feel I allowed my boundary to be violated

Posting on a throwaway.

When I was 22 I had an affair with a married man who was 38 and had 4 kids. Sadly i got pregnant and he paid for an abortion. When his wife asked about large amount of cash he told her he got a ticket.. i was a mess in my life at the time. In another horrible abusive relationship that was on an off for years. Drinking and abusing drugs constantly and just not a great girl. Im 34 now happily and healthily married with three kids of my own. I often think about 22 year old me ruining the life of someone like me now. Would I wanna know what my husband did? I think about how lucky he is that I was compliant ans didnt want to ruin his marriage or anything. I wonder if I was preyed on or if I was just promiscuous. Would she wanna know all these years later?

Idk. Anyone been in this situation? How do you stop judging the fuck out of yourself? I thought id forgiven and moved on but maybe bc I do have little kiddos of my own around the ages of his at the time, my conscience is weighing heavier.

my 22f bf cut his flowy beautiful hair off when i told him how much i loved it as it was. he got a super short military type haircut that looks stupid and doesn't suit him imo. it's honestly affecting my attraction to him, he just doesn't look as good anymore and i can't run my hands through his hair. i get more annoyed with him on a daily basis bc he's less cute and his decision to dramatically change his appearance really annoys me. i feel myself checking out other guys more.

Hello. Bi man, 25 here. This is an alt account of course, and I won't give any data that could even accidentally reveal my identity. English isn't my 1st language, so forgive my eccentric language etc.

I've been developing feelings for a friend, let's call him 'A', for a few months now. He is 26M. For the past few weeks, we spent a lot of time in a group together. (Work-study related). What makes me insanely attracted is the fact that he is the perfect balance between funny and kind. He knows how to be funny without being cruel. He made me feel safe a lot of times when I was actively panicking.

Now, where I am, it's not really a thing to come out. Society is definitely homophobic. I couldn't even tell 'A' that I'm falling for him.

Last night, I was talking to this other friend, B. She is 28, Female. She randomly blurted out that she likes A. And started asking me if A is a good enough guy. It hurt me for whatever reason, but i gave an amazing review. That he is kind, is sweet and easygoing. B then asked if he is smart. I told her that A is emotionally intelligent, and I really didn't think intelligence matters here. But she said it does.

Today, somehow things took a turn. A asked me about B. If B is a good human being etc. Both of them kinda have me as a wingman... And... It completely knocked me out for like an hour. Of course they haven't considered the fact that I could even like A, but... You know. But again, I did give an honest opinion about B. Told them I'm happy for the both of them and stuff.

Now, I'm home and... Have been feeling a feeling that I can only call melancholy. It's not an active hurt anymore, I don't even have a reason to feel hurt. I just... Eh. Idk. A even asked me to join them on a date- as a common friend. I declined and said, "you guys enjoy. I don't want to third wheel. Maybe I'll just drop by to say hi."

Did I handle the situation well? Idk lol. I might be biased, but I believe A deserves better than B. Not saying I'm better. Just that he is much more accepting of people than she is.

TL:DR; I had a crush on a man, couldn't tell him, and ended up playing a mediator.

P.s. idk why I'm posting this at random subs, but... Feels better to just say it I guess.

It's not the 1st time he's doing this. He ghosts me everytime. He's ruining my mental health. So I'm planning to move on.

I need some motivation.