So basically I was a shy girl didn’t open the mic when gaming, like a year ago I decided to finally open the mic and got to know 2 friends, 1 became my best friend so they asked me what my name was and I chose a fake name just for privacy I guess.

This friend introduced me online to some new friends and I went by that fake name for like a whole year till this day. So all my online friends on that game know me by my fake name.

Long story short I didn’t have any trouble but I liked this guy from my group and were so close (in the talking stage) and we’re super close but he doesn’t know my real name and I didn’t wanna come clean because I’m ashamed I lied.

Today he asked me what if we buy 2 discord accounts from the same dealer, and I had to put my bank details + my real name and screenshot the receipt and send it to him. I lied and told him that I can’t put the info on the website because it doesn’t work so he offered to help and fill it out from his phone but I refused to give him my bank details and now he’s really mad at me because he thinks that I don’t trust him.

I’m so ashamed I don’t wanna come clean because everything will start being weird from now on + also if I decided to come clean now he’ll probably hate my guts for lying this long, and how would he react when everyone calls me by my fake name it’s just all weird and messed up. Tbh I deserve this I wish I came clean from the beginning. I also probably deserve all the hate that I’m about to get in the comments.

All this aside, any advice?

I work in a children’s home. In general I love my job. I have patience with young people. I am resilient. If they have an incident and say hurtful things, it goes straight over my head. However…

I am 25 weeks pregnant and a young person yesterday was upset in response to me reiterating a boundary/rule within the home (I’m the senior on shift so the final decision is down to me). In response, she said to the adult she was out with, “XXXX is a fat cow, I hope her baby dies”. Call me fat all day long, I don’t care. Use every name in the world to hurt me, doesn’t even affect me - straight over my head. But the comment about my precious, innocent baby hurt me so much. I have experienced loss previously but I also just think it’s an awful thing to say.

She apologised to me and I accepted it and we have to remain non-judgemental etc. so I will never treat her any differently to the other young people. But I can’t help but hold it against her. Not that she’d ever know. Another young person said something similar a month or so ago but she’s undiagnosed autistic and has less awareness and does regularly say terrible things so it didn’t hurt the same coming from her. This other young person has full awareness and is nearly 16 and should know better.

I understand she’s a young person in care and has faced trauma - it’s a big part of my job to understand and be empathic. But I was also a kid in care (one thing which drew me to this job) and I would never, ever say anything so unkind. It kept me up last night and I couldn’t stop thinking about it all day. There’s nothing I can do, just move forward but I wanted to get that off my chest.

hi im 19f and ive been in the same relationship with my boyfriend 20m for almost 4 years, we’ve been through alot together and Ive helped him come to terms with alot of his issues such as his corn addiction. he was watching it almost every day of our relationship even while he was at work, he wasnt even “using” it sometimes he would just look at it. he would lie to me about doing so and i really didnt trust him for a long time because of it but i’ve been trying to grow as a person for him. i went through his phone not too long ago and found emails from about 2 years ago for two dating sites, internationalcupid and ashley madison. these emails were while he was gone for a summer on a trip to minnesota to see his family. i know with addictions comes the things you do wrong but why?

TLDR; my boyfriend has had battles in the past and hes been unloyal yet i stick around. whyyyy lol

29 year old with autism feeling like I'll die alone.. I've never in my whole life had a girlfriend (only ldr) feeling like I'm not good enough.. I just want to sleep it off.. this pain is so much, I can cook,play guitar, I'm just feeling really down.. I'm so over this life 😭💔💔.. I just feel that I'm to wierd to find love and I'll just end up being 70 and still alone.. my anxiety is so high its not like I have anyone that truly loves me.. not eye to eye with family because of toxicity they bring.. idk I'm just so done ill never find love 😭💔💔.. being a little/regressor and family judging me over it (thanks online trolls) I feel a girl won't love me for me 🥹😭😭😭😭😭💔.. not to mention live in a small town so meeting women is hard..

Today my mother came to me telling me she found my sister who is mentally disabled has her underwear and pants backwards and that it isn’t possible for her to have them on the way she did. I hate confrontation ever since I was a kid because of her attitude towards me and how she used to belittle me, I grew up very anxious because of it. She came to me to tell me that if my father who she is divorced to, and who we only visit on Sundays didn’t shower my sister then why is her underwear and pants on backwards. My father lives with my grandfather and my sister will sometimes stay closer to my grandfather more, she is very attached to him and won’t even leave him to get groceries. My parents didnt divorce until I turned 15 and we had been sharing an apartment with my grandfather since we had moved into the country. My mother has said for weeks now she’s noticed bruises on her inner thighs, scratches on her bump and that recently she’s been bending over and not leaving her alone without doing so, I have noticed only one thing and that is that when I have to take her to the bathroom she will touch herself inappropriately. I have heard that children will sometimes do this without knowing that it is inappropriate to do, she has no malice towards people and doesn’t understand yet what is and isn’t acceptable to do. Today in the car I overheard my father tell my brother he doesn’t want my mom to accuse him of abuse which seemed to me Like a very strange conversation. All the signs she’s noticed have been pointing to it and I’m scared and don’t know what to do, my father isn’t a perfect person but I still love him. I learned from my dad that my mother had accused him of abuse towards me when I was a little kid. And according to her my grandfather had tried to force himself on her, and my father almost fought him but she didn’t allow him to because she forgave him. I honestly don’t know what to do, I’m 17 and don’t want to have to deal with this, she asked me if I simply didn’t care because i physically couldn’t even verbalize anything to say to her even if I tried. She knows she can call his family, my grandmother aunt and uncle. She’s told me to take care of my sister in case that she could be abused but I told her I’m not comfortable talking about it. She knows I don’t like this topic and when ever it is brought up I simply cant speak. I don’t know what to do now, I can’t speak at all, I don’t know who to talk to right now. Should I call the police? Should I confront him about this or his family? I don’t know what to do now.

He was so mean to me, he cheated on me, hit me, verbally abused me. but when things were good, they were so good. It felt like my soul was actually connected to his, like I could show every ugly awful part of who I am and I knew it would be okay. He saw me cut myself, saw me suicidal. When I was committed to the hospital for it, we talked on the phone every night I was there. When my dad was dying of cancer, we got into a big fight and I told him I wished he was dead. It is my biggest regret in life and I had never shared it with anyone, because I was so ashamed of myself. I shared it with him. He just held me while I cried. And god he was so fucking beautiful, the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. I can’t get his perfect beautiful face out of my head for the life of me. I am completely obsessed with him and don’t know that I’ll ever stop. He has expressed to me that he never wants to date me again and we have no future. Every time I start to like a guy, I just feel like im settling no matter what. They’re great guys, handsome. But they will never compare to him and what we shared together. I don’t know that I can ever move on or actually fall in love again. If I ever do get married it will be with someone who makes me feel safe, but not someone im head over heels passionately in love with. I can’t come to grips with this without feeling like life is absolutely pointless. I miss him so much.

I (F) am nearing the end of college and have decided Im over casual hookups and friends with benefits. I didn’t want to admit this for a long time, but I was using sex as a way to get validation. Im insecure about my weight and ig I thought if guys wanted to fuck me that meant I wasn’t as ugly as I felt like I was sometimes. After sleeping with 21 guys and 1 girl I’ve finally realized how empty hookups are fwbs feels. I had a bf for a year and a half in the middle of it all, and honestly I still think he’s the best I’ve ever had. Now I yearn for sex with an emotional connection again, and the thought of having another hookup or fwb just makes me sick. I just really hope the next time I have sex is with someone I share a really deep and special connection with.

My life has gone downhill, I made an attempt on my life in November, you always hear about people who’s attempts fail say it was the best thing that happened and they have a greater appreciation for life. I don’t. I’m the opposite. I can’t stand the constant stress. I have no money. I can’t find a job. I have so much debt. My family turned their back on me. I have to pay rent tomorrow and I have nothing.

I’ve sent hundreds of applications in the last 2 months and heard next to nothing, aside from a few “be your own boss” mlm companies.

I’m at a loss.

I can’t do this shit anymore. Im exhausted.

Here goes:

First son of two from an immigrant Hispanic family whose father is in the health care field. First language was Spanish and I had a difficult time in American schools- language barrier and being bullied. At home, it was very quiet, father was mostly gone and mother did not speak much, any interaction from parents were the typical commands (wake up, eat, get in the car, etc). They bought many toys and things for us, I guess as a substitute for personal interaction.

Every month, we would drive 2 1/2 hours, one way, so my mother can see her family for that weekend (she did not have any friends in our hometown). So round trip and depending on who we visited that weekend it would be a minimum of 5 hours of silence. Reading was not an option because of car sickness.

As you can imagine, I did not develop very well socially and have built a thick wall. I dove into books and school because that was the only way to get some mental stimulation (my younger brother was basically mute, I did most of the talking).

Mother was not very educated and my father was not very nice, he was the type of person who would make angry scenes at restaurants and such. Typical Boomer type things. My father and I would get into arguments (I had a gut feeling he was not a good person, but did not really listen to it) and he would turn my brother against me during our disputes. I remember one time he pointed a gun at me as I entered his office, it was a joke, but still, wtf?

We moved several times, which required different schools. In high school, my mother became more and more aloof. She sat me down and lied about the need to buy more plants for our home as her reason to drain the savings account they set up for me. I could not say, “No,” considering I was only 14 or so. It turns out she used the money to hire a private investigator to follow my father to see if he was cheating on her. Which he was, with another man. The man was some distant relative of my mother’s and they tried to gas light her which threw her into a craze (don’t blame her). Well, that guy my father was having an affair with committed suicide and my parents obviously got divorced.

By the time they got a divorce, I was in college and placed quite a bit of distance between my parents and I. After college, I decided to change career paths and entered another college closer to home. During this time, I started to visit my parents again. For some reason, I decided to enter the same field as my father (I wanted to help people and thought he could give me a jump start).

I was able to finish professional school and started working with him. As expected, we got into an argument (don’t work with family members people). There was no way we could make it if we have this tension between us even if it goes way back. So I swallowed my pride and approached him saying, “I know our relationship has not been the best and would like start over so we can improve on it.” His reaction shocked me, he became angry, pushing me and yelling expletives at me. This was a shock and in my mind my relationship was irreparably damaged with him.

Work as very awkward and after a week or so he tried to talk to me and I asked him why he reacted angrily while I was trying to extend an olive branch to him. He said, “I never did that.” This time, it was me yelling expletives at him and pushing him. I could not believe he tried to gas light me.

I immediately got a job at another office and that was when I learned he was taking advantage of me- He was not paying me fairly. He tried to hide it by suggesting he was such a good guy by offering me a higher percentage of productivity, conveniently leaving out the standard daily base pay (minimum daily payment despite how many clients came in- offices typically offer a base pay and/or 30% of production whichever was greater on that day). So as a professional working for my father, I was making $80 a day on many days, drastically lower than my new job. With my school loan payments (he did not pay for my schooling), I was struggling while working at my father’s office, even though I was living at his home, rent free.

At my new job, I was quickly able to live without any struggle. Loans were still a pain in the butt, but less so. At least, I could have my own place and provide for myself.

Fast forward 12 years, I have not spoken to my father since leaving his office. I was talking to my mother, but she went off the rails with QANON, supporting Trump and diving deeper into Christianity (she is a green card immigrant btw). So I cut off ties with her in the last two years.

Recently, I started getting messages from relatives asking me if I am okay and how they would like to meet. I did not respond to them because I have not heard from them for the past 12 years and I saw this as an attempt to get me to meet my parents.

Then, one day after a walk to a local coffee shop, rounding the corner to my street, my father is standing in front of my complex. I did an immediate about face and walked away. He called out, but I ignored him and continued walking away, crossing streets into the adjoining neighborhoods. I was able to backtrack and he encountered me in his car driving in the opposite direction, he honked several times trying to catch my attention. I did not get a good look at him, but I did see some guy I did not recognize in the passenger seat. I held up a middle finger up at the car as I crossed the street making it impossible for him to follow me because of the odd intersection and no way to make a U-turn. I waited at a nearby park for several hours ensuring he was gone before I returned home.

I am certain my father has been saying all kinds of lies to my relatives, how he did so many things for me and how he gave me such a good production rate (they have no clue how compensation works in the field) and am positive that they see me as a sensitive spoiled brat. But honestly, I don’t really care.

I don't know why ik usually a very happy person. I'm not sure if it's all the stress and insecurity catching uo to me but I've been feeling super angry and Nnoyed lately. My family annoys me when they ask me anything and I don't like that. I get angry at oast issues sith my bf and I go into shit down mode. Idk what it is. I don't wanna be angry anymore, I dint wanna be selfish anymore. I wanna change for the better I just don't know hos

Long story short, I’ve been on and off with this guy for 1.5 years now. I moved 3 months ago for grad school and we had the “what are we” convo in which he wanted to see how the distance would work first before finally asking me to be his girlfriend. Well, at my program, this guy and I hit it off but it didn’t turn into much but we did make out. I can’t help but to feel like I’m living this double life and completely betrayed the guy I’ve been talking to. But at the same time, he still hasn’t asked me to be his girlfriend. We’re exclusive but not dating so I get confused. I’m just tired of hating myself for feeling like I betrayed him. I really do hate myself for this.

i stupidly went back to him and he told me that he didn't wanna see me and wants to get back with his ex.. after he s.aed me again.... i feel ashamed because i called him but i knew he was gonna do it

Title says it all...I'm hurting I'm crying behind the doors. Just sad that I can feel and see by action my spouse no longer cares for me. Reallity is hitting and hitting very hard. I have saidwhats wrong ao many times and being walked away from is a stab to my heart. Being in the room in silence as I am no one a ghost...needle to the heart. Am I just truly no one to the person I was someone to for 7 years. Maybe I have lost my spouse. Its sad to see pain in my eyes in my reflection yet theey dont see it or the swollen red eyes i attemtp to hide but cant. I've never felt so distant from them like this in a long time. Realizing they don't care is so painful .

For background context: my parents divorced when I was younger and my relationship with him is complicated. Meaning, he's barely present in my life but occasionally makes his presence known- typically through a facebook message on birthdays and/or holidays. I've been struggling with this since I was 5 years old. It's like you make peace with the fact that you don't really have a dad, then out of nowhere, he sends you a message and any sense of security you have in your circumstances is breached.

Anyway, I'm in my 20s now and he lives in another country with his wife and my half sister. I haven't seen them in person for almost 6 years now and he seems to be getting into a habit of asking me the following: "Hey how are you? Would you be interested in coming down for (however long he needs me there) to watch our pets?" A pro I guess is that he would pay for tickets and I'd get a free trip- but I just can't take the audacity anymore. Rather than "Hey child of mine, I haven't seen you for literal years, how would you feel about coming to visit us? I'll take care of the tickets", you're asking me to book off work and not attend my college classes so I can travel to your country NOT to visit or spend time with you, but so someone can watch your pets while you're out of the country? The fact that he sees nothing weird about asking this of me is really messing with my brain- to the point that I'm starting to wonder if I'm upset about nothing. I'm not upset that you're going on a trip, by all means, please do. BUT if you're already not present in my life the LEAST you can do is ensure that you're around when you ask ME to visit.

Regardless, just like the previous two times he's asked, I'm not going to say yes. First of all, I have absolutely no experience taking care of pets. Second of all, I'm not a kid anymore. I can't just stop everything I'm doing for a month to pet sit. Third of all, am I your child or a paid service?

Anyway, I also have an older sister (same mom) and our feelings on this whole matter are pretty much the same. He's been a bane in our existence for practically our entire lives so far, and I hate that this still affects me so deeply because I can't help but care about him. Ultimately, I know I'll be okay, and tomorrow when I wake up I'll find the hilarity of this situation, but I just really needed to rant about this. So to anyone who took the time to read and/or respond to this, thank you so much. It means a lot to me, and just being able to get all this out there brings so much relief to me.

OH one more thing- if you're thinking I should just take the free trip, if I hadn't been there 4 times already I might have done so. But at this point the only thing that would bring me back to that place is my half sister, and if she isn't going to be there, then neither will I.

It's so difficult. I don't want to live this kind of life; I just want to cut off this person, but I'm afraid to do so. So many things will be at risk if I do. I want to live my life with my rightful freedom. I feel so trapped, unheard, unsafe, and unseen.

after around 18 years my mom got sober after leaving me (f21) and my dad (m47) about a year or two after i was born for the drug addict life. never around, never paying child support, would go years without seeing her, had 4 or 5 more kids after me that went to the state for adoption.

my parents got married when my mom was 18 and my dad was about 23, both come from bad childhoods for different reasons. they met in the same friend group doing various hard drugs and around 2 and a half years later they were headed to divorce and pregnant with me. my father has taken care of me from the moment i was born, giving basically everything up to take care of and love me my entire life, (through type 1 diabetes, kidney failure and a double organ transplant, and other serious medical issues)

on my 20th birthday she sends a letter saying she's finally a year sober and has gotten her most recent baby back from cps (an infant) and wants to reconnect and be a better mom. my dad never withheld her from me and always answered as truthfully as possible as i had questions about her as i grew older. at one point he even tracked down one of my half siblings because i wanted to know them but we were denied by her adopted parents . very supportive and loving father, the best. but i have so many questions for my mother: why did u leave us, how could u give up not only me but other children, why should i even trust u after your absence all my life?

as an adult i dont understand how as a woman, you can carry multiple children and allow all of them to be taken from u? no fight no want to change until 20 years after your first baby was born. i dont understand how even the strongest drugs can just ruin u to that degree, (i've even dabbled in some hard drugs myself and i still dont understand). even my father gave it all up to take care of me so why could she not? my dad wasnt even 100% sure i was his for most of my childhood, he chose me and she abandoned me.

its been almost 2 years since the letter. i dont want a relationship with her but i dont know how to get answers to all of my many unanswered questions. is it even worth trying to ask her? am i wrong for not giving her a chance? im lost

I posted pictures of myself and eventually this man and I got really close, just as friends. The next day he told me he had a dream about us fucking and told me in detail what he did. I feel so violated and disgusted. I blocked him of course.

Just want to preface I’m a huge animal lover. Although I’ve never really been a cat person and I’m allergic. But I reallllyyy don’t like my boyfriend’s cat. She’s mean to me, mean to my dog, mean to my rabbits and mean to him. She scratches my couch and is annoying at night. I don’t have the heart to tell him how much I dislike her because he’s had her for a couple years now. I just wish she was a nicer cat.

I love this man so deeply but he constantly puts his family above me like 90%* of the time.

He’s been doing it even more frequently recently. There has been 7 big moments in the past 3 weeks. I don’t know how much more I can hold it down before it completely consumes me.

I’ve talked to him about it. He says he’s sorry and will work on it but doesn’t. Tonight after completely making me feel like shit infront of his family, he then quietly apologized to me. But this is now the 7th time and I was absolutely fuming. We get back to the house and I just go upstairs. This man comes up, and pulls the same thing he did last time… didn’t even acknowledge I was in the room and left to go hang with his family.

I said I was going to the gym and this man has no problem with letting me leave.

LIKE ITS EASTER. EVEN IF IT WASNT EVEN WHY AM I ALWAYS PUT BELOW HIS FAMILY??? and no I’m not going to divorce him because I didn’t marry to divorce. I’ve been told the first 1-2 years of marriage are the hardest because of all the adjusting but I feel like I’m going to literally explode and have a total mental effing break down.

I’ve been going to therapy since the beginning of the year and it’s been helping but like I can only do what I can do… he’s gotta do the rest.

HE’S LIKE TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PEOPLE AT TIMES AND I FEEL LIKE IM GOING CRAZY. I feel so lonely. I can’t keep going to sleep angry. I just can’t.

I mean is it really their fault? Being in a situation where you are sexually attracted to things you can’t control, but you are always in that state of cognitive dissonance because you don’t want to be one of these people.

The worst part is that these people feel like they can’t get help, and a lot of them are extremely depressed. It’s just sad the amount of people on see on these “off my chest” or other subreddits confessing how sad they are about being this way when they can’t really control the fact the experience attraction. Why can’t we normalize getting help for these people?

So I’m not going to give many details on what it was that I lied about because I don’t want to be shamed. Even if I added details it wouldn’t matter though because all the old accounts I used are now deleted/inaccessible. So here goes.

During the COVID era I thought it would be funny to post part of an old song that me and a friend made but never released to a message board to see if anyone would get the Mandela effect and say they recognized it. I waited a while and trolled some people with fake suggestions and stuff just for the hell of it. I didn’t think it would go anywhere, but as it turns out, I was wrong. I stopped responding when it got out of hand and too many people came upon my post. I thought that that would help but it certainly did not. It created a gigantic hunt for the song that’s been going on ever since and I’m honestly scared to come clean. If I do I’m worried that I’m going to be shamed relentlessly until I just can’t use the internet at all. There’s also the issue of me not being able to prove it was me in the first place because I lost those accounts a while ago.

My question: what should I do? Any suggestions help, thanks!!!

On behalf of someone with their consent.

So, there is this girl who was cheated upon got herself arrested when she showed up at his house just to get clarification as to why the distance between them was increasing and on that day the girlfriend literally gave up and when 2 days later she got out of jail she didn’t talk to her boyfriend and didn’t talk for couple months until one day she started getting comments on Her Snapchat and TikToks stating that what she has been up to is deeply affecting him which led them to have a conversation over a phone call and they started talking again.

Moving forward, she was meant to appear before court again, twice tbe, in the coming month and when the day arrives she is told to either pled guilty or lose him forever but she decided to listen to the lawyer instead and pled not guilty. To her surprise, even the judge upheld his not guilty appeal and she was free to go. ^This was the attempt and results of trying to save what seemed like an ending relationship.

In between they both talked to each other on multiple occasion, exchanged pictures, snaps and what not. Then on the night she was found not guilty, she felt relief and retired to her hotel where she was staying and spoke to him over the phone and then they both ended up meeting outside and making out. It was all good, he would say I’ve got pain here and it’s cold and what not and she blinded by love kept ordering stuff to make his life easy and to remind him that she’s got him and to signal that she’s still there for him. Whatever he was doing, it was noticed and he was asked to stop on multiple occasions but he would just end up calling her paranoid and phoning her father in a different country and telling the father that she’s been shouting at him and to several other people. It made her look bad and she wasn’t even able to say why she shouted because he wanted to keep her boyfriend’s dignity intact and didn’t want anyone to think less of her. She was on the verge to just breaking down.

Every day she broke a little more. What he used to be and what he turned into, it was unbelievable and it came to her as a shock, which made her lose hope in literally everything and everyone. From always smiling to the smile fading completely, from making jokes to not speaking at all, from not being able to stay in one room for more than 12-16 hours to spending weeks locked up in room. To lose her appetite, to getting such severe headaches that were unbearable and eventually the ears started bleeding too. She couldn’t believe what she had become over this one person, she’s never let anyone have that affect on her before but for some reason she trusted him blindly and would have laid down her life for him but the emotional rollercoaster that he sent her on? That still hasn’t stopped, to this day.

To add to this, she believed him when he said no relationships and exclusivity between them at all costs and he was crying on her shoulder when he said that. So she agreed and stuck to her word and then later to found out that from talking everyday or every night to being ghosted and eventually blocked. Later she finds out from his public story on Snapchat that he was seeing someone else to which she literally lost it and was unable to find words retired to her bed and tried calling him and he had blocked the numbers and had turned off the no caller id calls too. She felt helpless and since she was actually in love with him got affected and stayed in the bed for almost a week cursing herself and her luck and her life on top.

She started getting crazy ideas in her head but to distract herself she went and started seeing someone else herself and she would have seen that person for a week and that was it. No contact for a week and during this week they drifted apart and eventually ended up being good friends and decided against being in a relationship. Anyway do the boyfriend was enjoying his life and was happy and all. The girlfriend seeing this just backed off of him and said to herself that he always talked about karma and what not so I’ll leave him to it. Later found out he had unblocked her from the socials. That day up till yesterday she didn’t contact him but she would often look up his profiles and moving forward she looked him up once or Twice, which wasn’t doing her any good and it was a never ending loop of torture.

That’s when she decided she would just block him so she won’t have to look at his or what he was up to and that’s exactly what she done. From that day til yesterday when she messaged him saying “ just messaging to check in on you and if you need anything, I’m here. That’s all. Take care.”

Knowing the following:

1- He cheated on him from the second month they moved together.

2- He cheated on her with her friend.

3- He cheated on her with colleagues.

4- He done everything he used to accuse her of doing.

5- He promised to help build her world rather burnt what she had built on her own.

Despite all that she still loved him and wanted to give him another chance. On the other hand she was presented with a proposal of someone out of this world who was interested in getting to know her with the intention of marriage. She is now getting double minded knowing deep in her heart that she should go for it at the same time she can’t bring herself to get her ex out of her heart and to finally bid farewell. She feels trapped and doesn’t know what she should do.

We've been friends for a few weeks. I knew she was in a relationship and that it was an LDR. To be honest I wasn't into her at first but tonight we were watching a movie and I felt like she always put her hands on me when we talked and she even grabbed my hand at one point. It surprised me but I let it happen. It was getting late and I just opened my arms and she joined me. I wasn't that into her before that but at one point I felt like the king of the world with her by my side. I knew that was wrong but I didn't expect it to go any further than that. And it felt really nice to have her by my side.

However she told me she would kiss me but it wouldn't be fair to cheat on her boyfriend and I agreed. An hour later she just looked in my eyes and she called me an extraordinary man. I don't know what the fuck happened at that point but I just kissed her. I shouldn't have done it. Instantly her face changed and I could see how sad that made her. I instantly broke down and told her I was sorry. I told her it wasn't fair for me to do that. The guilt submerged us and we agreed not ever to do it again.

I obviously feel like shit because I didn't wanna bring pain to anybody but it seems all I did was cause pain. I feel sorry for the boyfriend. I know this doesn't fix anything. At the end of the day I still brought pain to two other persons and myself. I'm afraid of him knocking on my door and breaking my jaw. But maybe I deserve it.

No one wins when there is cheating involved.

Need ideas how to help a depressed family member who:

1. pushes people away/ cuts off people
2. does not want to be treated medically
3. is drowned in his/her negative thoughts

I'm am a (25m) and a Virgin never kiss a girl never had a girlfriend never went out on a date and never had any women being attracted to me I'm not looking advice such as going to gym getting a haircut etc. I tried it all except therapy because that's to expensive and they can't fix me being ugly I am ugly threw and threw I am just looking for way by any means to help me give up and the hope and feeling that i will ever find love and to possibly kill my sex drive entirely if I can

My husband and I live in a duplex house with my in laws as neighbours. I initially had a good/friendly relationship with my in laws until one day my brother in law had an angry breakdown and verbally gave my husband a death threat. Bro in law even killed a kitten and placed the dead body in front of our gate to initimidate my husband.

I do not trust my in laws anymore. I am unsure of our safety. My in law is like a ticking bomb - we never know he'll get mad and physical again. It takes a great toll on me.

The family spoke to my in law about his problems and he was not open/honest about his feelings. He put all the blame on me and my husband and their mom. He feels insecure and left out. He is not happy with his life. So he redirects his hatred on us.

I want to distance myself from this kind of environment. I can feel it affect me in negative ways. But my husband is not yet ready to leave this place.

I don't know until when I can hold up. I really want space from my husband's family. I will not cut ties.. i just want space for my peace of mind. I can still see myself joining family gatherings and speaking to them. But to do that, I need my space.

It’s been 6 months since I left, and 4 months since I broke no contact which ended with him leaving me on read after a brief argument.

He was significantly older than me, and was extremely manipulative. He fought to stay in my life after I pushed him away multiple times, until he didn’t anymore. Within only the first two weeks or so of texting he already wouldn’t let me go after I rejected him, same after I gave in to a first date but told him I didn’t see this progressing romantically. It did feel good to be wanted and fought for. I have virtually no relationship experience and this was the closest I’ve ever gotten with romantic feelings for a man.

He is a serial dater and keeps the women he’s dated in his life after ending the relationship, he’s said multiple times we can sleep together and still stay friends. I told him numerous times how I wanted to remain just friends or nothing at all, he obliged. But he would still try to initiate romantic intimacy with me subtly, never forcefully, and denied it when I confronted him about how uncomfortable it made me feel, he would get very defensive and said I was making a big deal about nothing. He had a way with words, and always knew just what to say to comfort me, and make me feel good. His presence felt like a warm blanket. Then other times he could be so cruel when I didn’t give him what he wanted. I craved him but couldn’t bring myself to grant him access to me that way while he was seeing other women, so we stayed friends. But it hurt me to know he was seeing other women while telling me how important I was in his life, so I pulled away multiple times. At this time, I was forcing myself to date other men but obviously it never got past the second date with any of them cause I was very much infatuated with him and paid no attention to their attempts at trying to get to know me. He was privy to my dating life and constantly inquired about it, knowing he was the most consistent man in my life as I’ve successfully pushed everyone else away. I am not great with relationships.

He resents me for leaving him and being generally inconsistent. I left because he made me feel like he was just keeping me around for the potential of sex with a naive younger woman as he was constantly disrespecting my boundaries, which he admits to doing proudly as he sees it necessary to progress the relationship due to my habit of pushing others away.

I regret my decision of leaving the last time and I want him back in my life. But I understand I made the choice initially for many reasons which still ring true. But I miss him so much, I can’t function properly in my personal or professional life without knowing he is there if I need him. Everything seems to be falling apart and I’ve let myself go completely. Meanwhile I know he’s already found himself distracted and moved on in the arms of another woman. I probably meant nothing to this person.

Now he doesn’t want me in his life anymore and I’m horribly attached. I feel humiliated and pathetic. I can’t sleep, eat, or focus on work. It’s been months of crying spells everyday. I don’t recognize myself anymore, I was so much happier before this man found me.

So lately me and my girlfriend have been on off so much, Keep in mind that we’re in a long distant relationship so it’s a bit harder for me and her. We been together for about a year already but the last two or one month have been horrible. I’m gonna say what’s been going from the last two weeks so you can kinda get a visual of what i mean. I’ve gotten an “i don’t care” Habit lately and i’m acting like i don’t care what she does. I really do care but i can’t bring myself to acc show it. She’s been having that idc thing to and it’s getting to me. I don’t know if i’m in the wrong because when she don’t reply or ignores me i will go off on her saying “this is why i hate you” “Stop cheating on me” or just causing problems for no reason instead of just talking to her about it. She’s not really good at communicating so we struggle a lot. She hasn’t been wanting to talk to me a whole lot because she’s hanging with her family and doing other things other than talking to me. We still talk don’t get me wrong but not like we used to. We used do so many things together such as play facetime almost every day. i don’t know what to do if i should apologize for putting her through all that or idk. She’s not in the right to because she has HELLA anger issues and assume quickly, So if we arguing she’ll either tell me to kms or some thing horrible asf. Or she’ll try to make me mad by making me jealous things like that. But anyways what should i do in this situation because i really miss talking to her so bad:/. I used to comfort her so well and she says that i don’t comfort her like i did. I was always there for her but now i catch myself not trying not care. I do still i’ll tell her everything gonna be okay and what not but still. what should i do.

I used to want to die. I fantasized about it often and sometimes tat same fantasy is still a relief when life hits hard. You can’t know how much a suicide hurts until it’s close to home. Now that someone close to me died, the confusion and heartbreak of it made me sure that I’ll stick it out. If not always for myself, for everyone else.

But I don’t know how to move on. It feels like I should be “better” by this point, but I still want to scream whenever I find myself happy and I realize that you’ll never experience that feeling again.

I don’t know how to unsee the aftermath of your death. Nobody prepares you for that part. The police don’t keep you from seeing the gruesomeness of it all. They leave you with the mess.

Where you died, we’d made countless memories but whenever I go there, all I see are the stains that will never go away.

Years of therapy, years of trying to work on my damn self could never have prepared me for it. All the trauma I’d already lived didn’t even touch this pain. And yet I’m supposed to build a life with all of this burned in my brain.

Whenever I meet someone new and inevitably tell them about you, they ask how you died. Morbid curiosity I guess. And I see it all over again in my head. I hear the phone ringing and remember that I woke up that morning and the first thing I said was I slept like I was dead, not knowing that you were gone already.

And the fact that gun shots are so commonplace that nobody even calls the cops where we live anymore. Not that you could have been saved but they could have found you earlier.

I don’t want the pain of losing you to overshadow all of the good things, but right now all I see is blood.

I (23F) was accused of committing sexual assault against my ex girlfriend (23F). She posted it on her public social media, calling me a abuser that people need to stay away from. I vehemently deny her claims and know on my heart that I never had any intention to harm her and that the specific night she’s referencing was one when I was sure I established consent.

It doesn’t matter. I go to a small college with 1500 people. Everyone knows. People I used to smile at in the halls now cross to the other side to avoid me. Every single one of my friends dropped me. Our college’s Yik Yak (anonymous messaging platform) is rife with people reminding everyone to stay away from me and even making jokes about taking my cat from me because I’m a “horrible person”.

It’s taken an immense toll on me. I stopped eating. I get muscle spasms in my limbs from the anxiety. I have no support and if I try to ask for any I’m sure it will just reenforce this abuser narrative going around. I don’t know how to keep going here and I have to. Transferring is not an option. I seriously considered ending it all.

I went from having a lovely group of friends to all of them dropping me. I was bullied throughout elementary school and the tactics are different now but the feeling is the same: I’m immobilized in fear. I have no sense of self much less self compassion.

Please send encouragement or advice or stories of anything similar