I DO NOT CONDONE OR ENCOURAGE EITHER OPTION Context: a 15 year old girl who vapes is trying to find an adult to provide the vapes for her. Which is worse morally? Option 1: 21 year old male coworker. Option 2: 23 year old female close family friend. I do NOT condone either, but recent circumstances in my life have me pondering if one is worse than the other or if it’s the same level of wrong.

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Hello This happened earlier today, and I'm really not sure how to feel. Relevant(?) Context: I'm 20, autisic and the lady I'm refering to is in her 30's and Russian. I add this as I'm not sure if this is relevant or not. She's been in the UK 3-ish years as I've seen her about before and had a prior negative interaction.

I'm in college in the UK. We have to change rooms at certain periods, this is normal. We've been established for a almost 2 months now so everyone has 'their seats' but it's not that serious, if you ask to swap or whatever.

This lady is a student in my class and my friends and I sit at a relatively small table, think 4 seats, 5 of us. (We grab an extra seat.) This lady was sitting in one of my friends seats. No big deal. She asked, 'Do you need me to move?' I took this as a perfect oppertunity to say yes please, if you don't mind, I'll help you find a seat with a plug (she was on her laptop, I didn't see if it was charging or not), there's more people to come in, room at other tables etc. All the sterotypical British ways of saying yes, without saying yes.

She gave me such a... look. At first I thought I was talking too fast and she missed a few words, but then it morphed. Do you know the look when someone genuinely thinks you're the densest person ever and they hate you? That. I'm a naturally sensetive person, but I just thought I missinterpretted.

She asked again, 'Do you need me to move?' I took this as me doing a bad job explaining myself, which, fair. I responded, 'Yes, please.'

She started packing up and I was proud of myself for being more forward. I thought she was maybe a bit rude but meh, misunderstandings happen. I left the room to help out a friend just after.

Two of my friends later told me that she said, 'Tell your friend she shouldn't be so rude to me. I'll let it slid once, but not next time.' I didn't find this out until later, but ??? I feel so threatened by her now. I was nothing but nice, maybe a bit of a fluff talker but this can't be a reasonable response?

I've emailed my tutor to talk about it in a few days, I just don't know if I can sleep without knowing if I've done something? Thank you for your help, I'm so confused and really appreciate it.

Hello everyone I just ended my friendship of 7years for a stupid reason (my fault and he doesn't even know what was a reason) it's been a 3 months since this happened (i really want to solve this before it's too late) and i am regretting my decision. It's weird to just apologise and be friends again? I mostly solve my problems by my own but this time it's just feels weird and don't know what to do, what to tell. He is good guy and if i tell correct words he can understand. And i am worried. Deep down just wants to friends again

I messed up because I knew that anything moderately scary can send me off the deep end. It always has. Let alone true crime stories, they fuck me up so bad. I’m so scarred right now and I don’t know what to do.

Heres the back story. My Mom is overall a good mom, but she's made some choices over the years that me and my other family members have taken notice of. I'm the oldest of 3 kids at 31, my sister is 29, and my brother is 17.

Our Dad passed away 14 years ago in Feburary, that August she met a guy, who she started a relationship that finally ended a couple months ago. Little about him later. When my Dad passed away, he left my mom his Social Security. Which she used to move downstate and buy a house, a house my dad dreamed of buying. Not the specific house, we lived in a trailer on a decent amount of property. Like a trailer park trailer but not in a trailer park. They always wanted a bigger house. I'm guessing since they spent thier lives there, it was too much for my mom to live in anymore.

She moved downstate maybe a couple months after meeting the guy and bought the house, taking my little brother with her at the time. I was 15 and my sister who was 13 moved in with our aunt, because we didn't want to move into a new school, because we had friends here and have gone to this school our whole lives. My mom still kept our old home, and would make trips up with her new boyfriend every other weekend.

By 16 I got my first girlfriend and we dated for about a year. "Little side story but it will make sense in the timeline". She cheated on me, and it put me in a major depression state, if that makes sense. First love and all. I couldn't talk to my Dad about it because he was no longer with us, all I wanted to do was talk to her and she didn't want me anymore. So I tried to off myself by taking some pills, puked them up right away cause I wasn't in the correct headspace. Following that, I'm now in a Psychward, down state where my mom and her new boyfriend now live. Once I got out of the Psychward I moved in with my mom, I already graduated highschool at this point at 17.

Now living with my mom, and seeing how abusive her new boyfriend is. He's much younger then my mom, and has anger management issues. Yelling arguments, punching holes in the walls and he was just a loose cannon. Never hit my mom, but ended up cheating on her multiple times through out the years. One day she mentioned to me, I need to get a job to start paying rent or she's kicking me out. So I end up somehow having 3 jobs at the same time. Morning shift, afternoon shift, 3rd shift. I'm paying my mom rent, but her boyfriend is now constantly getting in petty arguments with me. I know he wants me out. He's even dumping my garbage on my bed before I come home. Very childish. We'll he got his wish because I tried the whole it's either your kids or him routine. That didn't work out. I should've thought back on how she got this house and realized, yes my mom cares for us, but not when it comes to him. So I moved in with my friend at that time.

I'm living with my friend and his family for 2 years before I decide to join the Air Force at 19, I stayed in touch with my mom the whole time, phone calls every now and then, and she was even there when I got sworn in and eventually shipped off to bootcamp. I served for 6 years and got out in 2020.

I get back home to my mom's house downstate, my brother is 14 at the time, so I wanted to catch up on his childhood, and hangout with him. I'm there maybe a week, and me and her boyfriend get into the worse argument that we ever had. To the point that he's threatening to beat my ass. That got my mom to step between us and she then kicks me out again.

So I drive 2 hours north to my home town and stay there for a few days before I get a uhaul and drive back south to grab my things still at her house from my time in the military. I get a apartment in my hometown and start to unpack and realize I'm missing a couple things. Adult toy things that I wouldn't find out until years later, that he stole from me, and tried gifting to my mom. Gross right? I had the awkward conversation with my mom about what was missing. So she was on the lookout for them.

Years go by until earlier this year when they finally breakup. My entire family have hated this guy besides my mom. Her sister, my Dads Brother, so on and so forth. I've realized that maybe my mom was in that abusive relationship because it's her life and we can't change it no matter how much we wanted too. Plus she has always been someone who, if you tell her one thing she will do the opposite. She's been with the guy for around 14 years, maybe she's not used to being alone. I never paid much attention too it after living up here and matured a bit, but it was on all of our minds.

My brothers now in his senior year of highschool and is finally relieved her boyfriend is gone. It took him a eviction notice to finally leave but it's a good feeling knowing he's gone. But is he. None of my business I know that.

So my mom gets a english Bulldog. I told my mom and dad since I was little I wanted a bulldog as a pet. We never ended up getting one. Now my mom owns two a boy and a female. She is now getting into breeding them and seeing how much money can be made from them. I told my mom before there were any puppies, if she could, I would like a puppy. Just forget my birthday, christmas, easter gifts for awhile, I don't care for them now as much, since I'm a adult. She agreed I would have a puppy, maybe a couple litters down the road.

She just had her first litter about a month ago and is partnered with a lady who she got the female from. She gets half the money for the first litter and then the rest are hers. My mom has always been very loose on her money. No savings, pretty sure she won't be able to retire, big house payment, new camper, new truck and a car. So when she had these bulldogs, it wasn't about owning dogs as much as it was how much money can I make off these dogs.

I just got off the phone with her today, which frustrated me to write this super long back story, maybe I'm being a little selfish thinking like this but like I said it's not just me. She mentioned, after this litter she's going to make some good money from it, she will put in her savings. Since My dad's social security runs out in December when my brother turns 18. But maybe the 3rd or 4th litter she will have a puppy for me. I said "okay, that sounds good". To which she replied "if you decide to have a female, I can pick her up once she goes into heat so we can breed her." I said "well what if I want a male?" "Then I can pick him up from your house every so often and stud him out." I told her "mom, what if I don't want to whore my dog out and just keep it as a regular dog?" "Well then you will have to sit down with me and sign a agreement that you will get him fixed." I told her forget the agreement and I don't want a dog from her anymore seeing how it's all about the money in her eyes.

Never once has she done anything for her kids and it drives me crazy to even think about. My last surviving parent and sometimes it feels like the only one she cares about is herself. We can't tell her this, because she gets angry and very defensive. I love my mom with all my heart but this is very very annoying. So I guess I'll bottle it up for a couple for years before I need to vent again.

Thanks for letting me vent on here. Sorry for the super long post. It feels somewhat better to get it out there, but it's very well still going to be in the back of my mind.

My husband has brain damage and early onset dementia. He's more like a 12yo that I have to look after than a husband. We will never have a family and there isn't much of a future, either. I have really been needing to be held badly for the last two weeks, but he's not capable. Physical affection and intimacy aren't something that's a part of our "marriage" anymore. With the loss of who my husband used to be, his ability to be a competent adult partner, a romantic partner in him. the marriage that we had and the future we were supposed to have, life is pretty lonely on a day to day basis. And when it gets stressful, it's nice to be able to have someone to come home to, to cuddle up to, feel warmth with; it's supposed to be one of the perks of having a partner or being married. But I don't get to have that...

I don't know how much longer I can live like this.

Every time I try to go on a nature walk, my parents tell me that it’s weird that I like to go on walks so frequently, like more than once a day, and my dad usually tells me not to bring or buy food, always asking me what I do on my walks like dude- I walk😭(I have bought food before, but I don’t do it anymore). Do you guys go on walks more than once a day, that’s normal, right?

-15F

Hi, I’m a 15 year old girl.

My parents are really picky about what I eat and they let my brother eat more, always telling me that it's because I'm smaller and they always suggest that I should eat super small portions for meals. They give me looks whenever I eat in front of them, tell me that I'm going to get fat like a distant relative of mine, say that I shouldn't snack, and they also say that I don't need to always eat when I'm hungry and that I don't need to eat every meal. Do they have my best interest in mind?

-DISCLAIMER: I know that this is super disorganized, but I was trying to put as much information as I could into this short paragraph

I (m26) have struggled most of my life with openness. I’m not sure if there’s a subreddit for this kind of thing so I apologize if this isn’t the place.

Ive stopped a lot of the time from putting myself out there, even to meet new friends. I’ve carried a belief about myself that if I opened up and shared my true self with the people in my life, I would disgust/lose them. I know this isn’t true and this is my first step towards being more vulnerable. I know posting on Reddit doesn’t seem like a very courageous step but I’m taking this as a win. Even if no one responds I’m still proud of myself for posting this.

If anyone wants to talk life, games, music, sports, books and or anything that you’re passionate about, I would love it. I hope to try new things and talk to more people and live a more fulfilling life. If you read this whole thing I am grateful for you and hope you have a great day 😊

I think my mom hates me

to add some context i am a 17 year old boy and my mom is 37 when she had me she wasnt in a finantial state to raise a kid so she left me with my grandma who raised me until i was 7 then my mom decided to take me with her for 3 years but after those 3 years she decided to go to the usa for 2 years and back with my grandma i went my grandma is the sweetest woman on this planet and some of the best memories from my childhood are when i was with her but when i turned 16 my mom decided it was time to go back with her and also it was my last year of school so i needed to learn ways aroud the city before i started uni (my grandma and mom live in different cities and i didnt rlly see my mom often when i was with my grandma) now i cant say she neglects me or anything i always have food and she also pays for my uni and gives me some money every month and i am very thankful for all of this but she always ridicules me for everything i have never smoked drank or anything like that i take care of myself and try to not be a burdain but since i was 9 i have scoliosis and she blames it on me even tho i dont know why or how i got it she says “i tried everything to cure you but you dont want to be cured thats why you have it” i dont understand this logic and it isnt even that bad its barely noticable but she says i want her to be sad every day and thats why i dont cure myself from it somehow again wtf is that logic also after final exams i got 70% tuition for my university and she was mad at me for not getting 100% i try to eliviate her stress so she doesnt have anything to do around the house when she getes back from work like dishes or vacuum the carped but not once has she said thanks she also always ridicules me for not having many friends or a girlfriend and that kinda cuts deep but sometimes she does bizzare stuff out of nowhere i dont know if she is trying to show affection but for example once i was on the couch watching something on my phone and she layed down next to me and after some time started rubbing the inside of my leg i am very ashamed of this but i got hard and tried to turn to the other side but she pushed herself even closer and i kinda jumped up and she said “you dont love me you never want to be close to me” i just said something along the lines of no i just have to go to the bathroom and left another case this happened like 2 weeks ago i got home from uni and she was wearing nothing but her underwear and a very thin veil of some sort and i could see her brests a bit i tried to avoid her and she acted like nothing was wrong and it was okay to walk around like that i dont know if she is actually oblivious or just makes fun of me in her twisted way or am i just a weirdo and all moms do that idk

I’ve been in a long-term relationship with a man for over a decade. We get along well, and I like being with him and feel attached to him, but I don’t think I was ever in love with him. The physical attraction was never strong on my part, and sex has never been great. I just thought that I wasn’t an emotional or sexual person. Before him, I had never been able to start anything because I didn’t really connect with anyone. Sometimes, I would be attracted to guys who showed no interest or only wanted to hang out.

The beginning of this year, I started interacting with a woman in her early 20s in a hobby activity that I basically run as a volunteer. From the first time we met, there was a vibe between us, a certain awkwardness and a sense that we were both lingering to prolong the interaction. Well, after two months of regular interaction, I noticed that her face would light up as she gazed at me dreamily. I had also started to notice her physically. She originally must have thought that I was much younger than I really am, because she looked shocked when she learned that I am 20 years older, but she continued on. In bits and pieces, she has said that she knows it‘s weird, and from things she said, she seemed to always assume that I reciprocated, although it took me longer to realize that. Perhaps I was in denial, but I always had a feeling about her, and at some point I couldn‘t stop thinking about her.

So, we are in this situation, and I‘m posting this here because I don’t have anyone else to talk to about it. While I always noticed attractive females, I never had feelings, and was more interested in males, so I had never really thought much about the possibility. I‘ve also never been interested in much younger people.

This has been bothering me for quite a while now. My report card is coming up and know i cant even feel relax, I have never once made my parents proud of me, heck couldnt even remember the last time i saw them smile because of the things i did, i got all Fs on my exam except for science and english. My dad and mom dont know about this (until they saw my report card ofc). Im not lazy by any means (at least i hope so). i dont study often and just do my homework. but my dad is ussualy the one to remind me of this, when hes mad he would call me names, say that im an idiot and said that i need to use my brain. in 2023 i almost kill myself, the only way i manage to not kill myself is because i was using a blunt knife and my mom stop me from ending it. Everyday i feel useless and that i will never amount to anything to the point where i feel like i shoudnt be born, i remember seeing a reel where it bassicly showed a casket with a caption "the only time people will miss you" or smt like that and it hit me like a ton of bricks. If you all have any critism or things yall want to say then its fine, i just want to know if i truly deserve it or not.

sorry if this doesnt make sense and please excuse my bad english.

thank you for listening.

I apologize now before I get started. My spelling isn’t great and neither is my grammar.

So… I have to get this off of my chest because nobody in my life cares or wants to hear it. My wife even shuts me down over it as well so I’m basically having to just live with it.

My upbringing was not exactly typical so to speak. My mother is schizophrenic and my father was a Vietnam Vet who had me late in his life. My mother was rather psychotic in an extremely violent type of way. I basically grew up as a small child afraid of her and always trying to escape her clutches.

Well basically it goes like this. Idk how many times my mother intentionally tried to murder me. It happened so often that my father had to build his schedule with his painting business around me not being alone with her ever. I remember plenty of times mother chasing me around with chef knives or anything sharp or her throwing knives at me so on and so forth. Thank God father was a trained vet and saved my life more times than any person should have to save anyone.

I remember my aunty telling me when I went to visit them in California in my early 20’s a story about how she walked in on mother on the 3rd floor of the apartment building we all lived in at the time and finding my mother dangling me as a baby over the edge over the parking lot ready to drop me and she saved my life just in time.

This type of thing happened to me until my father ended up in prison over things that turned out he didn’t even do that my mothers family put together to have him taken out of mothers life. And soon after my mother moved me to Indiana with her it was very clear I wasn’t welcome around her family. Even my brother who was adopted by my grandmother had the same attitude towards me.

So my grandmother basically had a disdain for me generated by her hatred of my father. Sins of the father type of thing I guess. Well her reaction to me coming to the family was less than amicable. She basically spent as much time as she could going around her family friends and her church bad mouthing me making me out to be the worst child in history (mind you I was the quiet child who just loved to draw and play with clay who didn’t fight anyone around me or any kind of trouble she was trying to paint me out as) and long behold nobody wanted me around after that. Not her church not the family not anybody.

So basically after grandma just ruined my reputation for literally no reason at all I was alone. Basically what happened after that my mother decided to cook up this story that I was torturing and killing animals (this was terribly untrue due to my passive nature that I basically acquired being scared to death by mother my whole childhood) selling it to her social worker and getting me locked up in the worst situation ever. Oh and boy she couldn’t sign over her rights fast enough. I remember being in court begging my mother to tell the truth, that I had never harmed any animals. She stayed sorry to me quietly and after that I was a ward of the state.

Well after a couple years or being in horrific situations that only the system can put you through as a child in their care. They finally realized that I wasn’t the violent kid that my family ranted and raved lying on me the whole time at all. Seeing that I got my ass beat and raped so many times without as much as raising a fist back to any of them.

I ended up in group home after group home foster home after foster home always going back to psych hospitals for attempting suicide (who knew right? What a horrible kid geez) I eventually graduated high-school only to find out my family still didn’t want anything to do with me.

My grandmother basically murdered me by killing my reputation before she or anyone really got to know me. And I have basically lived to this day at the age of 37 estranged from my family none of them still wanting anything to do with me. I’ve gone from relationship to relationship being a gentle man who always ends up being cheated on and treated like I’m disposable basically the same way my family did me.

I’m exceptionally sad. I know all the normal folks are just gonna tell me, just move on. Don’t think about it. Change your situation. Well that’s great advice I guess. But honestly I have a hard time getting over this type of hurt. Especially when I’m honestly suspicious that my current wife is doing me the same way all the woman in my life have done me. I guess it’s her prerogative. I guess I just need to finish raising my boy who just turned 14 and pray he goes through life feeling loved and becomes more successful in life than I ended up being. I love him. He’s basically all I have.

I’m sorry for the book y’all. I just needed to get this off my shoulders. I apologize if something about it is offensive I genuinely try not to be. I’m still a pacifist to this day basically incapable of raising my fists to anyone. Never have never will. It’s to a point where I’m literally incapable of doing it. I literally can’t even bring myself to harm an insect. I’m weird I guess.

Hi, I really don't know who's going to read this bit I don't have anyone to talk to right now. English is not my first language, I'm sorry for all the mistakes.

I (21F) am the first child of my father and the second of my mother. My parents divorced when I was 6, I don't remember much of the life I had before that. I had a happy childhood and I had everything I could ask for. My life changed a lot when I got in high school. At first it was great, I made friends, at 15 I got my first boyfriend, got my first job. Everything was going fine. When my younger sisters joined my school, people started to compare them to me. See, my sisters are kind of perfect. They are pretty, smart, extroverts. They love to help, they have a lot of friends. And, as you may have guessed, I'm the opposite. Never was pretty, bad at school, I didn't like speaking. Wanted to be silent with my books.

It wasn't very long until I realized how much of a difference there was between us. The teachers said it. My parents said it. "Why can't you be more like your sisters" or "You'll never do great in my class" or to my sisters "I hope you are not like her".

I told myself it wasn't that bad, I can be different there's no real problem there.

Right after I graduated high school, my boyfriend broke up with me. He said I wasn't committed enough, that our relationship was ruined because I didn't make any effort. (Knowing very well that I was the one texting, calling, organizing dates and if I didn't he wouldnt) He somehow got my friends to believe that I hated them, that I talked behind their back. I lost everyone.

But I was fine.

I used my 3 years experience to vouch for my sister at my job. She got hired pretty quick. I got promoted and transfered soon after. I made new friends and I was happy. For once in my life, my parents were proud of me. My sister proved to everyone how much better she was than me and got promoted. 3 months after starting. I was devastated. But I got up again. Gave a job to my younger sister. And lost everything again.

One of my friend stopped talking to me after she quitted. My second friend talks to me only if he needs something (usually it involves money) and the last one of my friend, well. I guess I can say that I lost him.

He and I usually finish working at 3am and since my sister finishes at 00am she waits for me before going home. At first it was fun bit the more the spent time together the more they realized how much they had in common. The became best friend real fast.

Now when we work together, I feel like i'm the third wheel. They don't speak to me very often and they usually text each other so I wouldn't hear what they say. Each giggle. Each smile. Each eye contact makes me want to cry.

At home, everything I do isn't good enough."Your sister helps us more", "Your sisters are so smart", "look, you sister had a perfect score I don't remember seeing those when you were in high school". My stepfathrt even said once "i prefer working 72 hours than taking to her".I really don't know what I did wrong and honestly, i'm proud of my sisters, I love them so much they are everything to me. But it hurts to know I will never be good enough.

I know I'll never be better than my sisters and I should stop thinking like I do. And I love my sisters, to the moon and back. I would do anything for them. I ve accepted in time, that I would always be the shadow and I would never be good.

Sometimes I think, everything would be better if I just disappeared.

i (22F) had a couple bullies when i was younger and going thru school. i just started my first job and didn’t think i’d have to deal with bullies in my work place. i’ve already talked to my boss about it a little, but i just feel like it got worse after that. like before i talked to my boss, i got a mix from this person. often they were nice, joking, or at the very least cordial. but it was like walking on eggshells. i’d get so exhausted and frustrated from their sudden mood changes, the underhanded comments, the jabs, and insults. i didn’t want to approach them to ask questions about my training because they always made it seem like it was the biggest inconvenience. they’ve made me cry twice now, and i know i’m not the only new hire they’ve made cry before. but after i talked to my boss, it’s just devolved? like they don’t even pretend to be nice, they say shit to clearly try and get under my skin, they’re constantly pulling petty bullshit to hurt/annoy me, they’re even more terrifying to approach with questions, they snap at me if i do ask them something. i’m just exhausted. i just want to work and not deal with this stupid bullshit. and i don’t want to be the person to keep on complaining about shit or causing problems or be unable to get past shit. i’m trying to be nice and cordial with them. i feel like i’m not starting fights, i’m not telling my other coworkers about this shit or dragging them into this mess. i just look back at it and feel like i’ve done something wrong to be treated this way and i want to apologize and fix it but i have no clue what it is.

it doesn’t help that i’ve moved to a new town after college, away from all of my friends and i know no one here. i’m like not that far from people i do know but i have a shitty car and i’m depressed and have a hard time getting out.

idk what to do. i just want this bullying to fucking stop.

I’ve been with my girlfriend, Emma, for about a year now, and she’s honestly the sweetest person I’ve ever met. She has this adorable habit of saying the most random, loving things at the most unexpected times—like when we’re cooking together, or when she’s half-asleep, mumbling cute little things she loves about me.

I started using Reclip a few months back to capture these moments. It wasn't because I wanted to invade her privacy or anything, but because these little things she says brighten my day. I wanted to hold onto them, especially for the times when I’m feeling lonely or down. Hearing her soft voice tell me she loves me, or that I make her happy, has gotten me through some tough days.

Sometimes she’ll just burst out with something like, “I love the way you make me coffee in the morning,” or “You have no idea how much your smile means to me.” It’s small, but it’s those tiny details that make me feel so lucky to have her. And because they’re so random and come out of nowhere, I started keeping Reclip on more often, just in case.

But a few days ago, Emma found out. I think she was borrowing my phone to take a picture and stumbled across the app. She asked me what all these saved clips were, and I was honest with her—I told her that I’d been recording these sweet moments because they mean so much to me and I love hearing her voice, especially when I’m feeling down.

I thought she’d find it endearing or sweet, but instead, she got quiet. She asked me why I was doing it without telling her, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. She said it felt like I’d been doing it behind her back, like I’d crossed some kind of boundary without asking. I tried to explain that I didn’t mean to make her feel uncomfortable, that it wasn’t meant to be secretive or creepy—it was just my way of holding onto the love she shows me.

Since then, she’s been distant. She’s still around, still talks to me, but there’s this tension, this sense of mistrust that wasn’t there before. She doesn’t say those random sweet things as much anymore, and I can tell she’s guarding herself in a way she didn’t before.

I hate that I’ve made her feel like this. I never wanted to hurt her or make her feel uncomfortable. I just love her so much, and those little moments meant the world to me. I’ve tried to apologize and explain myself, but she says she just needs time to process.

I’m scared I might lose her over this. I didn’t realize how much it would upset her, and now it feels like there’s this wall between us that wasn’t there before. I miss the way things were before she found out, and I don’t want to lose her over something that was meant to be a way of keeping her close to me, even when we’re apart.

I don’t know what to do to make it right. I want her to know that I love her, that I never meant to cross a line or make her feel like I was invading her privacy. I’ve stopped using Reclip altogether now because it’s not worth it if it means I lose her. I just hope I can find a way to make her see how much she means to me and that I’d never want to do anything to hurt her.

Greetings,

I don't know how to start my words but I hope this message will reach the model of the person I am looking for.

I am 26 years old and I live in Turkey. My only goal in my life is to stand on my own feet

I wanted to be able to live my life without needing anyone. But I am not in a good situation because of the economic situation in my country.

I work here in the IT department with minimum wage and I cannot think of getting married and building a good life because of my economic situation.

My brother got into a big gambling debt about 3 months ago and lost all his money in gambling. My family is not a high income family and they are not in a position to pay my brother's debt.

My father is diabetic and the slightest bad news he receives will negatively affect his health and I cannot share this difficult situation with anyone.

My brother will have a son soon and if his wife knows that he is under this debt, she will divorce him immediately.

I don't know who to tell, I am so helpless and I can only think of making my voice heard. PLEASE HELP ME.

Someone who is financially well off and the money I need will not be a problem for him. I am looking for someone with a really good heart.

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My brother is contemplating suicide right now and it kills me that I can do nothing.

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Hello to anyone who may read this. I'm talking to someone new and I complained about a little situation at work. He said that I'm letting it ruin my day. I clarified that I was only upset about it during the time it happened and for a few minutes after. That I was having a great day. I was messaging him so I decided to call and explain what happened. He still thinks that I'm letting it bother me since I want to hear the outcome when this person speaks to a higher-up. He said I needed to read some books that he was reading and to let it go.

Though I disagree, I think he has somewhat of a point. I think I like complaining. I feel like it's better than to keep it in and constantly think about it. But now I'm trying to reflect on it a bit now. I do complain often if something happens at work. Not exactly to him but to my coworkers or friends. I want to know if it may be damaging any relationship. If I need to be more conscious about the amount of complaining I do. And. if there is a better way to feel validated than feeling upset if I feel wronged or I'm getting yelled at (I do customer service) over something not related to me. I do my job well but now I'm a bit worried that I'm overdoing it. If anyone has some advice I would greatly appreciate it!

I'm not sure if it may be related but I do feel like I don't have much going on in my personal life, which may lead me to be a complainer?

I'm a SFL in training and I just wanna know for obvious reasons

I have been trying to open my mind somewhere, but couldn’t find a right place to do it. I hope this is a good place for that. So i got into a relationship lately and it was going good for a couple of months, then it started getting worse. My girlfriend is really short tempered and tells really mean things to me. She uses silly things to blame me and hurt me. One time she cooked and we were eating lunch, she finished her food and she went to the kitchen i asked her to take a container so that i can put the leftover food in that. For this she shouted, slapped me in my face and beat me and she said i cant do everything myself. Situations like this happen often, she doesn’t hesitate to resort to violence. Just because i hurt her for something, she started to chat with her ex and which i caught. I know she has been through a lot of traumas, but eversince she did that i couldn’t completely trust her and been in constant look out. I dont know if i love her as much as before. She never tries to understand her mistakes or my feelings. I am not valued, not understood. I give my everything to love her, only to get hurt. I try to change but she never even try and keeps on repeating the same mistakes. Please tell me your opinion. I need backup.

Hi I'm 18(nb) I just graduated highschool. Me, my dad, sister, and nephew are moving from Pennsylvania to Georgia in May of next year. My sister is 20 and in a program to be a LPN(or something I'm not exactly sure the technical term). Her son is 1 and originally my grandmother was taking care of him while she was in school. Unfortunately she started to not feel well and I was having anxiety issues anyway so I switched to online to help take care of him. My grandmother ended up getting diagnosed with cancer and I took over the baby without being asked. My sister has a history of taking advantage of peoples help. While my grandmother was watching the baby she would lie and say she was at a study group when she was really going on dates. She got caught when her car didn't start and she was stuck 3 hours away in a cemetery with some random dude. When she got of school for summer she wanted to get a job and expected me to watch the baby for free. I ask her to pay me $20 a day but she offered $50 of course I said sure. Recently she told me she expects me to go back to watching him for free when she goes back to school. I want to start my life though. I want to be a baker and one day have my own bakery. I also am autistic and have sensory issues and because of that I've never been able to handle the sound of a baby crying. It's very very overwhelming. I've been taking care of him for so long and i just can't anymore. I told my dad that I don't think I can handle taking care of him anymore and he seemed upset. How do I tell them that I just can't do it anymore and I want to start my future?

Just wanting to know from any former or current employees.

Hi! 26 (f), married with two children. My husband (28) and I have been together for 11 years with 2 children (9) & (1). For a while things we good, but around when I was 22 something changed. I longed for a freedom that I had never wanted before. Things got better but my husband severely messed up while I was pregnant with the now 1 year old and started sneaking around with a coworker while I was away at school or work. It never progressed to anything sexual, however, his actions still hurt deeply as he is the only person I’ve ever truly loved or trusted wholeheartedly. We’ve been working on our relationship but I honestly haven’t felt the same since finding out about his excursions with her while I was away. He said he stopped the first time, only for him to do it again. He hasn’t had contact with her since our youngest was born, to my knowledge, but I can’t help but crave a freedom that I never got to experience. I love him but I am no longer in love with him. I am still im school and haven’t worked for over a year now. I don’t want to break up our family but I don’t know what to do. We moved across the country, away from family to pursue my dreams, now I feel stuck. Any advice?

My question is how will they know if money has been taken since they don't count out drawers??

Earlier today, I got a text from my friend’s boyfriend, Telling me that she was just booked for Robbery for stealing from Price Chopper. He assures it that it was likely just snacks but he didn’t know for sure.

She was caught leaving and when the employee’s grabbed her arm she punched them and ran. She was later caught by a cop and booked into the county jail awaiting her time in court.

I’m worried about what could happen to her and want to know if anyone could possibly let me know anything?? Anyone who might have any idea?? I don’t know if that’s robbery in the second degree or not??

I will keep you updated just please help, and thank you.

If I don’t type this right don’t get mad at me 😂 So a little back ground about him and I, we’ve never had a good relationship when I was growing up he’s an alcoholic and really abused me growing up but now that I’m 21.

We dont really get to that point anymore or fight at all he’s open about his alcoholism now but I’m shaking typing this so if that gives you any idea of what it was like and the PTSD that came from it….enough about that.

My dad has a 26 year old girlfriend and he’s 55, they have such a toxic relationship and he loves it he loves being humiliated by her and he says this is the last young pussy he’ll get.

I can’t even show him a video I made because he mentions the tits on my rolling tray. He looks at every half way decent chick no matter how old they are and it’s disgusting, and kind of fucked up.

He needs to go to a sex addict anonymous meeting but he’ll never do it he’ll chase the same toxic pussy and she talks shit about me my mom a bunch of fucked up stuff. Idk what to do I’m sick of it he’s a borderline pedo but I feel like I have to love him idk man. I hope you can read this.

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Two subs permabanned me for "piracy efforts" and immediately muted me for 28 days and when the mute expired, they immediately muted me again for another 28 days. - All because I simply asked "where can I download this sound (effect) file". Then, one user who's a mod of a sub got so ticked off, they actually reported me and got me shadowbanned for an agonizing 3+ months! Not only that, other sound effects sites that were not reddit even denied my resigtration to their site for "spamming"!

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Obviously, when there's a question, it needs answers!

I 24F am quitting my job tomorrow..... for the second time. I made the stupid mistake of coming back to work for my Dad after my previous bartender job started costing me money. It was a wonderful small town bar but the older customers just couldn't afford to come in as often or to tip as much so the extra tip money that made the job worth while disappeared. On top of that the business had to cut their operating hours so unfortunately I couldn't continue working there. My Dad offered me a substantial pay increase to come help him out so I did. And everything was working out well until my coworker/manager went maternity leave. And then I was stuck with doing two full time jobs worth of work. I've been able to keep that up pretty well however I have made a few huge mistakes that could have caused a big impact on the business but luckily it did not however. I am very inexperienced in managing things let alone a whole business. And the idea of making these mistakes have caused me to have many panic attacks because I'm so worried about screwing it up. On top of that I have been diagnosed with high BP and have to be on 2 separate meds just to manage the situation. Dr's still haven't found the exact cause but I'm pretty sure it's stress induces. I've tried talking to my Dad about the situation but he doesn't want to listen. I am so stressed my Husband and I agreed it would be best for me to quit and work taking care of our house home as we both have been putting in very long hours and the laundry and other chores have started to pile up. It took me alot but I finally gave my self the courage to quit. My well-being finally out wayed my fear of being a disappointment. Well I finally told my Dad I quit and he told me he wasn't going to allow me to do that. And that I just needed to stop running from my problems..... it's been about a week and a half and my husband gets back from work tomorrow. So when he gets home he's going to come help me quit because my Dad just won't listen to me. I might be pathetic for having to have my husband help me with this. But honestly I'm having a hard time caring. I want to be happy and have a family and if I can't fix this stupid blood pressure I may never be able to have that. Anyway I guess the point is ... if I must be pathetic then I guess I'm just going to need to find a way to be ok with that.

I have only ever been attracted to men my whole life. I thought I was as straight as an arrow. My best friend and me hung out all the time for about 3 years after we met at college. For me, there was never any romantic interest, even when I was single and looking to date men. I just never saw him as a romantic partner. Slowly, I started seeing him less and less, until a few months go by with me checking up on him basically every day via text. I was worried about what had happened, until he revealed that he had been transitioning since our communications dropped off. She started using she/her pronouns and went from Adam to Amy. I was very supportive and immediately wanted to meet with her and catch up. We went out for coffee and I was immediately startstruck. I could recognize when women looked beautiful, but this was that feeling when you really like someone. She sat down and we talked for a few hours and I couldn't stop thinking about how pretty she looked now. We've been hanging out since then and I really don't know if I am growing feelings or what is happening cause I've never been attracted to women before. I don't think its even like... a fetish for trans women. I have no clue whats happening and I guess I'm just looking for some guidance. Don't know where else to go for this.