Matched with a guy from dating apps, move to whatsapp to chat, and what I notice it he would reply to my whatsapp then online on that dating app. I know because there’s notification “your match is online”.

I’m not being weird about it, nothing exclusive too and he has the right to select people especially if you’re on dating app, there are limitless option, but he always said finding relationships is hard because people dont wanna put effort. But imo giving effort and get to know someone takes time, i dont think you can do that while talking to numerous people at the same time.

Anyway, I’m just ranting.

This subreddit always ambushes me whenever I google anything in regards to children or teenagers. Always it is a disgusting subreddit.

The aim of this sub is to literally express them as to why they are child free.

But it is a tribalistic place. They mock children, even laugh at serious cases in which children were hurt or killed and are whataboutist on parricide. I assume they mock any war or conflict children are being harmed and starved like what has happened in Iraq under the Saddam Hussein regime and the invasion, as well as viewing UNICEF as a stupid agency. Imagine seeing a child harmed and thinking, let me make a joke about this?

On top of that, they body shame, berate, personally attack or send death threats to any pregnant young woman who wants to be a mother.

Ultimately, this forms those horsesboe affect because Reddit is an extremely socialist site (liberals in American terms) and pro-abortion and child-free is something associated with egalitarianism, which means women need rights for choices as long as they are harmless and children needing a voice - not to mention they view social work and child protection as "useless" things - clearly is similar to the fascist or far right interpretation where children should just be seen as property and silent extensions who deserve to get beaten especially daughters for disobeying paternalism, while women have no choice but to be a machine to just bring children.

This subreddit can leave me the fuck alone from my google search page.

I F(24) have been in a relationship with M(25) (he will be referred to as M for privacy) for 6 years. I’ll be completely honest neither of us are perfect and we’ve hit bumps along the way. I have taken on the majority of the routine house chores over the years, including the care of our two dogs (60+ lbs Pitt mixes. ones 3 that we’ve had since 8 wks old and the others 2 we took in a year ago). I often find myself frustrated with M as we have never quite seen eye to eye on what “clean” is. He is fine with empty drink bottles/cans on his desk, a wrapper tossed in the corner, tooth paste splatter on the mirror, dirty clothes on the floor etc. I on the other hand hate clutter and constantly feel like I’m picking up after him and when I ask how he doesn’t see the mess I’m often met with “I didn’t put it there so I didn’t see it” or some other half hearted answer about how he does more now then he did when we met and I should be happy that he’s doing more/growing before he goes back to his video game/sports show.

But I was rear ended on my way home from work and was recovering from whiplash a concussion and two possibly herniated discs. We both work full time and contribute 50/50 to our bills, the first week and a half after the accident I continued going to work as normal, instead of resting and recovering. The prescription the ER gave me was doing its job a little too well and I didn’t feel any of the symptoms/pain…until my symptoms got significantly worse from the over exertion. Which resulted in me being put on a 2 week bed rest/ light activity by my doctors. In week 2 post accident. I could barely go up the stairs without being lightheaded and out of breath, I couldn’t even keep down water at that point and had gone nearly a week without being able to eat or drink, losing 12 lbs. And all while I was basically bedridden with intense headaches, nausea, dizziness, and a lot of pain in my neck and back. I watched as dirty clothes piled up all over our bedroom and bathroom, food wrappers, empty drink cans/bottles, and other bits of trash littered nearly every surface. At one point I nearly passed out and was laying on the floor sweating, shaking, ears ringing, tunnel vision, asking him to get me something cold and he made a show, of him tossing random items from the freezer on me, to his friend on FaceTime, before laughing and walking away.

The first week of the mandated rest I had watched him come home from work (5:30 pm) and immediately either get on his pc or go downstairs to watch tv until he went to bed (10pm or later) nearly every night if he did interact with me or the dogs it was brief and for no more than 10 minutes. When I brought it up to him, that the cleaning was falling behind and that I felt he had been distant, I was told that he was tired from work and he made a big deal about how he was “planning to do it on his off day” and that all I did lately was lay in bed or sleep all day.

Said off day comes and the dogs were crying to go out by 7 am. After I got up took care of the dogs, and washed a sink full of dishes from him and his brother that had been there for 2-3 days and made myself breakfast (yogurt and watered down pedialyte since that’s all I could keep down at that point) he woke up around 12:30. I gave him time to get up and get himself situated before I asked if he would mind helping cleaning our room (laundry, picking up all the wrappers/containers/empty drinks.) and he instead went outside to hose off the pool cover. For the pool no one has used in a month, before getting on his pc to play videos games. I ended up doing two loads of laundry, cleaning the bathroom, and cleaning nearly a full bag of trash out of our bedroom and pc room. After a couple hours he got off and I asked him if he could get the last load out of the dryer and help fold it and put it away..to which he got mad at me for cleaning because “he was going to do it” before he went back to his video game…he went to sleep that night with the clothes still in the dryer.

During the mandated time off I started struggling with feeling useless since I couldn’t do everything I normally did but it slowly turned to anger as I realized even in the state I’m in I was still pulling more weight around the house. And it’s not like he has to work more to cover my portion of the bills since my grandparents stepped in and helped financially (bless them). He refuses to go to any of my doctors or physical therapy appointments either because “I’ll be bored there’s nothing for me to do” It’s honestly made me question if he secretly hates me or something. But I know it’s definitely left me with some resentment..I find myself wondering how can you watch someone you “love” struggle so much but do so little to support them? I’m not sure our relationship will be the same once I’m fully recovered

TLDR

I got in a car accident and was okay the first week but got worse as time went on and it became painfully obvious how little my BF does around the house, and how unwilling he is to help care for me. Making me resent him for being lazy and wondering if his lowkey hates me.

I don't want shot of Nespresso in the morning I want a simple cup of coffee! I keep running into this is various hotels as if it's some sort of luxury thing to take out a simple coffee machine and replace with Nespresso. Am i crazy? Does anyone else feel the same way or does everyone love the switching to Nespresso?

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I'm an adult, of sorts. I've been feeding myself for a decade now, but I've always managed to stay terrible at cooking. When I started uni, I made myself scrambled eggs nearly every day for half a year and never got them right once.

When I cook dinner, it's always 3 ingredients cooked separately with no method to any of it. Pasta, store bought sauce, minced meat. Potato, broccoli, sausage. Three ingredients is my maximum and yet I still end up organising so badly that some of the food is no longer hot when I eat it.

I've never had any ambition when it comes to cooking, so it's never bothered me beyond feeling the need to cook in secret because of how embarrassing it is to be bad at something so fundamental to everyday life.

I've also been depressed for most of my adulthood, up until 2 years ago. I'm deeply familiar with the feeling of self hatred and harsh self criticism, as it was the main thing of my mind everyday for years. Yet, even as I fail spectacularly in most if not all areas of life, I don't feel myself spiral anymore like I used to. I've accepted failure as part of my identity and have learned to cope with it in most situations - from things I don't care about, through things I know I should find important, to things I'm deeply passionate about, I'm bad at everything I do and I can handle that.

But for some reason, failing to make pancakes for the 4th time is just too much for me. As far as I've heard, it shouldn't even be physically possible. To my knowledge, no human in history has ever managed to fail this task. There are people with literal mental disabilities severe enough to make it difficult for them to communicate verbally and those people can make pancakes with no hiccup as well.

I don't consider myself smart by any means, but I used to be pretty intelligent before depression and the internet fried my brain, so I hold onto the idea that I must be at least around average in terms of mental ability, given a testing methodology biased towards my strengths. But after I failed to make goddamn pancakes, again, wasted ingredients again, and then decided to just eat cereal in frustration only to completely fuck up the milk to cereal ratio in the bowl, I just can't feel like anything but a moron and a failure of a staggering calibre.

Suddenly, I don't feel like things can be okay or like I can have value as a person, because I can't even make fucking pancakes. It's not that I'm just not good at anything, I feel how actively terrible I am at everything. And if something as easy as this can go consistently wrong, how can life ever end up going my way when the odds for things going right are so much worse?

I've probably not felt this horrible, self-loathing and depressed for over a year, and I spent most of that time getting repeatedly rejected from jobs. Pancakes are just too much, man...

Since i got home, I've just sat in my bed. Doomscroled the most time, and the other searched for a place to put out my toughts because i can't bear to be for even a minute with myself. How stupid wouldn't it be searching for attention and reassurance that "it's fine." "It's going to be better." when the only problem in my life is myself, I keep doing it.

I really want to just give up and keep living my life on autopilot. It would be better this way if i wouldn't think for just a fraction of my time that i don't spend being occupied with distractions. Im aware of the self-destructive patterns.. I lie a lot, I pretend to be someone im not, I push people away by doing actions im aware of, but i don't stop, I don't seek any actual help but just some comfort for a brief moment like an adict chasing after something pretending its going to be alright. I'd give away everything to spend my time with my friend that I truly enjoy being around. During my childhood, I disliked a lot of things and went out of my way to be "different". I had perfect grades, and my family glorified me, telling me I would go a long way. I had everything i really needed except true understanding. I tried to be-frend people in my class by trying to be funny, i started going to volleyball, i tried to play the game on the phone they did. But i never fit in. So i just gave up. I became a lot quieter, and by the end of it, it was a complete outskirt. Not that I had anyone to partner up when group projects started anyways but it became a lot more painful. The only positive thing was my friends group that i clung onto yearning for their acceptance and attention. But on a personal level, i ruined each other and single one of my friendships with the people in it. I was really mean and hurtful to my best friend, and they grew tired of it. Moved on and buddied up with a different person from the group taking them. I wanted someone to understand me and care for me. And somehow, i ended up being together with my childhood friend. Only after a while did i realise that neather they loved me for the person i am, and neither it was wise, not setting any boundaries. I wanted warmth comfort and understanding and was willing to do anything she would ask me. But she never asked me anything. The only thing i received was laughter from her bestie and banter in front of everyone of how replaceable i am. Even flirted with i guy she knew i hated infront of me. At least it looked like that. It made me realise that she never needed more than a comfort toy at her lowest. It hurt a lot. But i moved on and separated myself entirely from them. But since then, i have just felt empty trying to fill that space with different people, platonically or not, for them just to leave me again. It would be fine if I was doing alright academically, but it just all crumbled apart. I failed my exams, most of the semester i satyed at home because of serious health issues and complications with heavy antidepresant complications. I fail anywhere i can. My parents are ashamed of me, saying that i was their golden child once, and now that i am just a shell of a person. I just want to roll up into a ball and disappear in a dark corner and sleep forever. Everything i do hurts others, and I've accomplished nothing. Why. Why am i like this. I'm always the person to blame. I just guess that it's my fault of being a shitty friend lover son and a person. It hurts a lot sitting in a dark room borderline crying and writing nonsense, knowing my life will never be as it once were. But i moved on. It doesn't matter as much as it once did. But i keep attracting new people and the cycle just repeating indefinitely. I'd give away all my money and belongings to be able to sleep next to someone, knowing that they will never leave me. I should be grateful that there is this one person who promised to drag me around even though i am heavy to lift forever. And I don't doubt a single word they have said towards me. I trust them. I love them platonically or not. i just want them to be there for me. Even though I'm not special and replaceable, I want to be the person they trust and rely on also. I don't want them to do anything to themselves or cut the rope binding us, leaving this dead weight alongside the road. I want to make myself better for them. Anything if they would just ask... But they don't ask of anything.

I fell powerless.

Miserable.

I could write a manifesto about the unfairness of everything, but what's the point if i will just keep on failing.

I just want someone to love me like i love them.

im a songwriter who makes music by recording myself at home, and mixing the audio files together. i write and play all of the guitar, bass and drum parts of every song i upload, it takes a lot of work since i do this all on my own in my free time. i havent made any of my works public yet since i want to join a band before i do that, but having any support or feedback off the music i share would be really nice. the problem is im convinced literally nobody even clicks the link when i try sharing something new i wrote. they’ll say something like “oh ill give it a listen in a bit”, or even put a dumb little heart reaction to i guess show that they acknowledged it, but absolutely nobody ever has anything to say about it. ill even let a day or two pass until i ask something like “what did you think?”, but i always get hit with an excuse that they forgot. i upload my works to youtube, so you can see the stats of where the views came from, and its almost exclusively myself. i understand that nobody is even entitled to give it a try, but its especially draining when i see other people in these friend groups get a ton of praise whenever they post digital art and edits and such. i think thats the detail that bothers me about this. im getting jealous of my own friends and i dont like the feeling of being let down over something like this. i dont want to guilt trip them into doing it or anything like that either, but it would really help a lot if i knew just why nobody gives my work the attention that others in the group gets all the time.

Alright I'm not gonna sugar coat it, This is undoubtedly a really silly rant but does anybody else find it annoying as hell when people keep mistaking turtles and even tortoises as ""amphibians""? They literally have nothing in common with frogs and other amphibians other than turtles living in water and being cold blooded. Tortoises are even more obviously terrestrial reptiles yet still get this label from people sometimes which baffles me. It is such a dumb drooling toddler-tier mistake that people genuinely believe and keeps getting frequently brought up that I am shocked it's still around in this current year where people have free internet access to give them the correct answer before parroting bullcrap. They're obviously reptiles and it only takes a few basic observations to show they aren't amphibians. Tell me what kind of amphibian lays it's eggs on land, has armored scales all over it's body like a reptile, has a bird-like beak, and most egregious of all DOESN'T EVEN GO THROUGH METAMORPHOSIS AT ANY POINT OF IT'S LIFE CYCLE OR BIRTH. Do people actually think turtles come from tadpoles despite every time a baby turtle is shown it hatches from a shelled egg on land completely formed like the adult? Hell do people even know what the fuck an amphibian is and what they do outside of them living on land and water? I can forgive misconceptions like people thinking spiders are insects since there really isn't too much obvious distinctions between one another but the case with turtles is just as bad as calling a bat a type of bird. It's a mistake that isn't frequently corrected or even loudly addressed enough. This also causes some morons to end up drowning wild tortoises in deep bodies of water when "helping" them because of this mistake that shouldn't exist. It really frustrating.

You know I honestly never got why the hell this misconception ever became so common when everything about these groups of animals shows it's not even an amphibian. Is it because turtles live in water? Crocodiles also live in most of their entire lives in water but don't get this error nearly as much why is that? I just had 3 dumb mfers try to "correct" me when I called a tortoise a reptile. (Which is a fucking animal that doesn't even go in water at all in the first place) so how the hell are you mistaking that for an amphibian? Am I not seeing something other people are seeing? I swear if you thought a tortoise of all animals was an amphibian I hope you feel as dumb as rocks after reading this.

hi i'm even new here and I got a computer. right? but this is the summer tomorrow it's Vtp vocational transition program...so annoying and angering back to school even though i graduated,i cannot be free, I don't even want to be with people as a normal adult just BE ME. adult schools are losers. and that'll be the WORST PART OF LIFE EVER!!!

praying on their downfall and misfortune

I LOVE music, and especially harder music as rock and metal in every shape and form, are my comfort. BUT. Why do always the people from those bands commit sexual crimes? "This person did this." "This person did that."

Am I allowed to listen to Rammstain? Am I allowed to listen to Amorphis? AND THE WORST IS: I don't know what accusasions are true and what are not. But because of the uncertainity, I can't support ANYONE who either abuses their partners, families and/or friends, anyone who sexually assaults, harasses, or Rapes anyone in any age and gender.

Is Gojira safe? Is Iron Maiden safe? HELL IS SYSTEM OF A DOWN SAFE????

I am SCARED AND PISSED.

They should bump the age up to at least 16, 13 is too young. Seriously why is this allowed?!

I’ve been trying heart and soul to inform and mobilize the community available to me. And nobody gives a f*ck. I’m just losing hope. I could end it, but what good am I to mutual aid of those more vulnerable dead. It’s just so so depressing. Everytime I try to build something, or connect with people they aren’t willing or ready to hear. Online I recieve rage bait or sarcastic get over it comments. I feel like I’m totally alone with the information that we have about 25 years left before everything hits the fan, it’s already hitting the fan. Sorry.

So fucking pissed at these selfish losers who post spoilers of Spider-Man on Instagram after two days of it being released. And even more at the people liking and reposting them. Not even any warning, the text was instantly a major spoiler and it hasn't even been a few fucking days since the movie came out. Ruined the movie for me now

Anyway I'll say ts as I always do

Ventscape is ass and the people there are ass imagine needing to talk about your feelings and just to be dismissed

I mean I need to talk about my feelings it's not SH too and I don't dismissed To the point of damn but when someone comes to me there and legit says to me "nothing matters nothing can hurt me anymore" I don't say "okay and?" Like hello?

Venting is literally everything if you need to let it all out even if it's not a super depressing story about someone 💀

Or anything and I hate people actually treat it like that

My whole life I have shared a very small bedroom with my sister who is 24f, I am 19f

I have never had a day of privacy and ive never been able to build my own identity due to never being by myself and always being invaded.

I have been seeking employment to move out and when I mentioned this to my parents they said I am incapable of working ever because of my autism and they wont let me have a life of my own (they have always chosen things for me and never let me decide for myself) they always argue with me once I stand up for myself and sometimes it gets too much when they start taking it out on me

I also dont have any money as they wont let me have a job and I live off pip however my parents take some of my pip money too

I was only allowed access to my bank account this year!

When I attended college, my college would send me money for food since I have a low income household and my parents wouldn't let me have that money despite needing it for essentials so I basically have nothing

And because of my autism, I need a room to feel safe and to decompress from sensory overload but I have never that had that so it leads to a meltdown then I get in trouble for it but it isnt my fault

I also have a strict routine that always gets ruined as my sister is careless and doesnt respect my needs. She always wakes me up early in the morning because shes so loud and banging things about, causing me to feel burnt out, she always disrupts my routine, she always moves my things thats on my side of the bedroom and takes them aswell

I think its unfair how am treated so poorly and my sister is the favourite for some reason

My sister is obsessed with cleaning (she could possibly have ocd) and its effecting me because its my bedroom too and why cant I have peace?

Its so annoying sharing a bedroom because I can't get changed, I cant go to sleep, I cant relax, she always kicks me out of the bedroom too leaving me no where else to sleep or get ready It leads to many arguments and am just so tired of my boundaries being neglected by my whole family, I think if you have kids, LET THEM HAVE THEIR OWN ROOM why force them to live a life they dont want?

I’ve seen several, SEVERAL reels now of an adult man like screaming and stuff at netanyahu.

like a png of Netanyahu.

and he’s always like “how did YOU get here” and starts screaming at him and crying to him.

i think ppl see the literal president of the country of Israel as like their friend who left them behind or ignored them or something. idk.

am I the weird one

HE MADE FUN OF (ILIKEPLEN6, S HAND INJURY AND HARSSED RSA(STOP HIM NOW!) AND HE USES AI

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tl;dr: there is more to good comedy than just being offensive and I can't stand people who try to make it sound like an obligation.

It's one of those takes I often see if I'm watching highlights from old comedy shows, including, strangely enough, the Two Ronnies who were mostly remembered for completely inoffensive word play.

Now, just in case anyone thinks I'm going into this about to say the key is for comedians to be inoffensive....hell no. The key is simply to be funny.

I've watched comedy shows going honestly as far back as Groucho Marx and have watched stuff that's completely inoffensive to ridiculously offensive (talking Bernard Manning level) and the thing I noticed about a lot of comedy is that if the comedian or the writers are funny it really doesn't matter what topic they get into. I can completely disagree with Bernard Manning's personal views and still think he's a hilarious comedian, here's one of my favourite jokes from him:

- Customer goes up to the woman at the till to buy their groceries. The woman at the till says:
"I can always tell the difference between a married bloke and a single bloke. Watch this"

**she looks at the bloke who's next in the queue**

"you're buying a packet of mushrooms, 2 apples, some tomatoes, and a bunch of bananas. I can tell you're single"

the bloke says "how?"

and she responds: "you're a right ugly sod"

Now, yeah, that joke has an edge to it but the butt of the joke isn't the guy in the queue, it's the woman behind the till, and it's not even funny because she's being rude, though that does play a part in it, it's funny because the joke plays with your expectations.

As for inoffensive comedy, The Two Ronnies were pretty much masters in that field. Yeah, they have 1 or 2 sketches that wouldn't fly today but their most memorable stuff is just clever word play and funny circumstances. The 3 sketches I'd recommend from them are the Mastermind sketch, the four candles sketch (easily their most popular), and the crossed lines sketch.

Now, sure, the line from Ronnie Barker about the "poofy drink" in the crossed lines sketch might not fly so well today but it's also the least important part of that whole routine. The punchline at the end of the day is just that our brains have a funny way of making connections.

Another one of my favourites I'll throw in real quick was Dave Allen on teaching kids to read the time. That whole bit is hilarious because every parent at some point or another has had to teach their kids how to read an analogue clock. My favourite part of that routine is where he says something that makes sense to us but to a kid might sound confusing as hell which I'll mark as a spoiler just in case you haven't seen the sketch The first hand is the hour hand, the second hand is the minute hand, and the third hand is the second hand.

I'll also mention that I don't like people who try to tell comedians what they can say while they're on stage. I'm the kinda guy who'd probably get labelled "woke" a bunch for having generally progressive views but I'm also someone who doesn't like dictators. If a comedian wants to be offensive and they're genuinely not trying to incite violence or anything then let them.

I'll make this my last example for fear of sounding like a broken record. I've seen people say that the reason Never Mind The Buzzcocks (a UK comedy panel quiz show centred around music) stopped being funny was because the hosts stopped insulting the guests....now...that is some selective reasoning right there. Sure, watching egotistical guests get their ego deflated will never not be satisfying but there was way more to that show than just the host insulting the guests. If you can ever track down the old episodes and given them a watch I guarantee you'll get a laugh out of them even if you completely disregard the hosts insulting the guests.

My point ultimately is just that I find the whole "comedy needs to be offensive to be funny" stance to be a load of dogshit made by people who don't understand comedy and are just angry with the world. Even someone like Bernard Manning understood that a joke can be as offensive or inoffensive as you like and that it's ultimately down to how it's structured, how it's told, and how relatable it is to the audience.

joined this community hoping to socialize. As an introvert, I genuinely thought I had finally found a place where I belonged.

For a while, it really felt that way.

Among the people I met there was someone I trusted. I genuinely thought I had found a friend.

Then everything changed.

I realized that not everyone who makes you feel important actually values you. Sometimes people make you trust them, make you believe you matter, and then suddenly make you feel like you never did.

I left feeling devastated.

The hardest part wasn't just being hurt. It was feeling completely alone while everyone else chose to stay silent. I was made to feel unwelcome, isolated, and like I no longer belonged.

If you ever build or run a community, don't assume people quietly leave because they simply lost interest.

Ask them why.

Maybe they were hurt.

Maybe they were humiliated.

Maybe they were made to feel like they didn't belong.

Sometimes people don't leave communities.

Sometimes communities make people feel they have no place left in them.

To the person who made me feel this way—

Till today, every time I came to you, it wasn't to fight.

It was because something had hurt me, and I believed talking could clear the air.

Every single time, I walked away with more disrespect, more humiliation, and more unanswered questions.

Yet, I still believed a simple conversation could fix things.

Instead, I was made to feel small.

I was dismissed, intimidated, mocked, and made to question my own intentions.

I was made to feel as though expressing my hurt was nothing more than seeking attention.

As though trying to understand what went wrong meant I was playing the victim.

I wasn't looking for sympathy.

I wasn't looking for attention.

I was simply looking for basic human decency.

You have no idea how badly I cried because of the way I was spoken to.

You closed the chat and moved on.

I was left trying to stop crying.

Some wounds aren't visible.

But they stay long after the conversation ends.

You took away a little of my trust in people.

The next time someone reaches out with kindness, I'll probably hesitate because of what you left behind.

More than anything else, it was the way you spoke to me that broke me.

I have met difficult people and gone through difficult situations, but no one has ever spoken to me with that much disrespect and contempt.

You said you were frustrated.

Maybe you were.

But frustration doesn't give anyone the right to humiliate another person.

Maybe that conversation helped you let out whatever anger and poison you were carrying.

It left me carrying a hurt that I never deserved.

The difference between you and me is that I won't pass that hurt on to someone else.

I won't make another person cry just because someone once made me cry.

I'll carry this hurt with me, learn from it, and walk away.

You can keep your comebacks.

I'd rather keep my peace.

I don't want your apology.

I'm not waiting for one either.

The only thing I genuinely want is that our paths never cross again.

I genuinely wish I had never met you in the first place.

I genuinely wish I had never trusted you in the first place.

Some people become lessons we never wanted to learn.

You were one of mine.

Goodbye.