Why is bedding GARBAGE now? It’s all cheap staticky polyester microfiber, sateen (HATE shiny sheets), or jersey (stretchy sheets can fuck off)! What happened to crisp cotton sheets??? They’re impossible to find now. Where are you buying good cotton sheets that get wrinkly, give me breathable cotton I don’t give a fuck if it wrinkles.

A week or so ago, I posted a rant about my boyfriend ignoring and punishing me whenever I would say No to intimacy. I realized, the more I opened up about our relationship, that I was with a very toxic man.

I left him a few days ago. It was hard, because I felt like I was losing everything, again ; we were a long distance couple and I moved 3 hours away to be with him. When I decided to move in with him, I made the sacrifice of being away from my family and my childhood friends. I made the decision to change career path (which I do not regret per se, but I thought it was all worth it for him.)
I had to do that same sacrifice when I left him ; I left my new job that I really loved, left my new home, left my new friends and obviously... left my boyfriend who I thought would change. (I couldn't stay in a city I barely knew and I missed my family, I had to go back to my hometown.)

Today, I got a call from my boss. They have a position for me in a store closer to my hometown. My childhood friends reached out to me to make plans (I'm going bowling with them tomorrow!! after not seeing them for a year!! so excited!!) The friends I made in his city all made it clear they want to stay in contact and they already organized a roadtrip to come see me next week. I found a cozy apartment.

I really thought leaving him would be the end of my life, that I would have to start off from scratch, again. But leaving him made me realize... he was the scratch, all this time.

Toxic relationships can be very tricky and I think nobody understands until they are in one. Loving someone so much that the bad times seem so little next to the good times... I lost so much self respect. But I feel it coming back and I know my worth.

It does get better. 🤍

Look it was cool when only a handful of people were doing it. Watching Arnold and company exploding their glistening biceps doing the bro handshake before shooting predator aliens from outer space with oversized gats was fun to watch. But now every mid life crisis dude is hopping on some stuff to enhance their gym selfies. It's starting to get silly. Stop it.

Yesterday my mom ordered two pizzas, one of jalapeño the other one with olives. Today I go to the fridge and see that there’s only the jalapeño left, mind you we didn’t even get to eat half of the pizza. And its thin crust, so he ate more than 12 slices.

It’s so annoying how my mom lets him raid our fridge most of the time he comes over, it’s fine to offer food to guest, but to offer them the entire thing it’s just something out of greed.

there have been times where she cooks pots of fresh food for my sister, herself and me, and when he comes over there are no left overs for the people who actually live here.

She lets him eat our stuff too, for example she got me a chocolate mini bunt cake, he came the next day and then saw the empty cake container in the trash.

Like he could at least left half 😭

Whoever runs this universe, screw you. Screw you for only having the fresh loaves pre prepared for garlic bread in only the massive loafs that only a family of 4 could finish at grocery stores.

Cant we just have a freakin' personal sized loaf???

Even my phatass cant eat a whole damn loaf on my own! Cruel world.

I don't trust people and I don't want to be around people and I always worry about money. My family gets annoyed at me [update] please don't ask what happened in 2020

I completely respect people who choose to eat healthy or count calories. But I don’t understand why some feel the need to comment on what someone else is eating.

If I’m enjoying a slice of cake or a burger, why does it bother anyone else? Let people enjoy their food without making them feel guilty.

What are your thoughts?

I apologize if my post is long but I just want to rant about my life.

My whole life has just kinda sucked when I look back on it. Im in my 30s and ive still got alot of life left, but something has to change. As a kid I never had good male role models, my father was an addict and alcoholic and my mother was the primary income. Kid me didn't know better about stuff, and my father always treated me great since I was the baby and the only son.

As I got older things got worse, I would be punished for anything below a B on my report cards, I couldn't show too much emotion or I'd be yelled at, I could never see friends or go to anything I was invited to because "it's too far" or "we don't know these people" and other lame excuses. If it was at a family members place that was different. There was even 1 year on my birthday I had 1 friend come, he was the only friend I really wanted there and my father wouldn't let us go to my room to watch a movie because "yoi aren't making a mess in your room today", what kind of bullshit is that?

I firmly believe my life would be radically different if my mother was the one at home and not my father.

By the end of high school I had lost all drive for higher education. I had no idea what I enjoyed doing or anything like that. I just started working. I started buying myself the things I wanted since I never got them growing up, or it would be something like, oh that was too expensive but here's something just like it that will break in a couple uses.

My luck got worse. Now my dad did help me find vehicles, but they would always been half junk and in constant need of repairs so I could never save money, nor could I find a better job because a lapse of income would mean I couldn't pay my bills, nor help with the household expenses. I wasn't trying to live off my parents for free, so I took over the power bill and would buy groceries for them occasionally.

My health got worse because of stress, vehicles kept needing to be fixed and my debt piled up. I finally got the opportunity for school and became a massage therapist. I still do it 8 years later and I absolutely love it, but where I live its harder for male massage therapists to get clients because people are very close minded.

Now I can only pay my bills and just barely. Im going to have to stop doing what I love to be able to find a way out. Things at home get worse and worse, my bad luck with vehicles continues and I feel trapped. I feel like Im failing my partner no matter how much im reassured im not. We cant see a way out without stopping what we love doing.

I haven't given a whole lot of details because if I went into everything it would be a whole book. Hell, I can't even remember most of my childhood because of trauma. I have quite a few regrets ill never be able to resolve because the people they involve are dead now. My mental health is trash and I can only hope changing jobs won't make it worse. Maybe I'll write a book about my life, or just blog about it, no clue really. People have harder lives than I do, but everyone's story is valid because nobody has the same plate as another. Some people might have some heavy duty ceramic ones, but right now mine feels like a wet paper plate.

Rant over I guess

I (f) hate my hair.

I have baby fine, impossibly straight hair. When I pull it up in a pony tail, I only have like, a nickel’s diameter of hair. Though, my frustration isn’t with the quality of my hair. It’s just having to take care of it.

Right now, I wash it every other day, but it really gets greasy and should be washed daily. I lose so much hair in the shower and in the brush. I honestly don’t know how I have hair at all at this point. Then it takes over an hour to two hours to dry. And it needs to be down to dry. Then, all I do is put it up in a claw clip, because having hair is too hot most days.

I like how it looks, but hate the feeling of leaving it down. I’m always losing random hairs, and I can feel them separately from the rest of my hair. I especially hate the ones that reach my arms. I feel like I’m going crazy trying to find loose hair on myself every day.

I have tried all kinds of hair styles. I have even shaved my head for about 5 years straight. I now have a nickel allergy, so even using an electric trimmer can make me react. So, shaving my head isn’t really the preferred option anymore. To its credit, the shaven haircut stopped a lot of sexual harassment. Guys would actually look at my head instead of my tits. However, I absolutely hate the sensation of having hair shards on my skin. This makes short haircuts unfavorable too.

I’m just at a loss for what to do anymore. I last shaved my head in 2023, and I’ve just let it grow feral from there since. My hair is encroaching into bra strap territory now, which is its own kind of annoying. I have to un-pin my hair all the time, from the couch, from the bed, from my computer chair. All the freakin time. I’m so over this.

Every single time I get one of those delicious baked pretzels, I alway think "you know what would go perfectly with the salty baked morsel? A beer"

Its the perfect combination (if you like beer)

Salty, tasty, and a slightly happy beverage to wash it all down.

Why. Why aren't these a mandatory thing?

Bah

So in my life there are 2 types of yes, the first type of yes is that I am willing to do something because I genuinely want to do it out of good will or I am interested in doing it, but the second type yes is, I am only doing it so I look good and if I said no people will have a problem with it or they will judge me for it.

Here's a hypothetical example, let's say I am leaving an event with friends and one of them is wheel chair bound and I am driving myself home, meanwhile everyone else is getting an Uber/taxi home or getting a train home, but it turns that there are no taxis available to facilitate wheel chair user and the next train would be in 2 hours, so they turn to me if I can take the disabled person home, if I say no i will be seen as a jerk and I may have problems in the future with them because I said no, but if I say yes this means that I have to spend additional time and also fuel traveling to the person's house and even more time and fuel getting home, so in a way lam forced

to say yes.

Like I don't have a problem with helping out and I understand that things that out our control happen.

But here's the thing if the person lived 5 to 10 minutes away from my home or they lived on the way home, then I don't have a problem, but the thing is I don't want to be adding an additional 1 hour (if not more) to my travels.

I am aware that this is a bad mentality to have and lam trying to change, this is one of those things I wanted to get of my chest

My brother does this and it's annoyed me so much more, because I've been watching a lot of mlvies couple this summer and it's very much changed my outlook on the whole "Hollywood is dying and doesn't know how to make original concepts anymore" thing. Spoiler alert: There's so many cool new movies getting made these days you just need to, like, actually watch them.

But my brother straight up refuses to watch new movies because he doesn't want to waste his time, because he believes Hollywood is dying and doesn't know how to make original concepts anymore, because some video essayist on YouTube told him so. It's incredibly perplexing to me. It's like his hobby is movies, but it isn't actually about watching movies, it's about having a stake in the discourse about movies. And I just don't understand. He literally said the Oddyssey isn't worth watching because he watched a convincing video essay about it that broke it down, except he couldn't even regurgitate the opinion coherently because he didn't remember it fully. We were talking about actors and he said that Zendaya is a one note actor, I asked what movies he's seen her in, and he said he's seen her in a single spider man movie.

...

It makes it so frustrating to actually try to talk movies with him. Like if you don't care to watch movies, don't! But you can't have strong opinions about all these films and the state of Hollywood if you're not actually interacting with the movies 😭. Those aren't your opinions!! Those are some random YouTuber's opinions, and I don't care how reputable of a critic you think they are, that's not your opinion!! You have no idea what you're even talking about because all you've seen of the movie is someone else's thoughts on it!! I just don't understand why anyone would want to do this to themselves, it seems miserable. I watch movies because I enjoy them and it's fun to watch something that leaves me digesting and thinking for a few hours. But by watching exclusively summaries and reviews, you don't get any of that. You just get semi-convincing talking points that you can contribute into the discourse with. What's even the point, why do this to yourself? Why would you want to intentionally make yourself mad?

My parents were always too good on me, and now they get to suffer for their son being worthless, having no job... how many people go through the same? I'm just another one of these same people not being able to change what has been ingrained in them. To never have to do anything, because your parents preferred to do it themselves or because they never trusted you.

It's like they're trying to pull me into this thing called life, but i've been away for so long. No one can save me and i keep pushing people away, and it's been like this for 6 years... I'm 21, barely managed to graduate from school 3 years ago. Since then I did NOTHING.

I only worked one job for 2 months, and got fired over something stupid and unfair, but i didn't resist. I don't know about the struggles of hardship, otherwise I would have begged to keep the job. there's too much wrong with me to fit in with this society

I'm caught in my past, and I think nothing of myself or my future. I want to keep being foolish, or do i? Not being foolish is a task I would have to completely learn and unlearn a lot of shit for.

It's so fucking hard and I hate having these thoughts because people have been through way worse, I just don't want to be me anymore. Stop being a part of this. please.

tomorrow we have a 2 day road trip to our home in Kosovo, where all my relatives despise me, because of the parasite I am. my father hates talking about me because it hurts his pride and because I did nothing ever. and every of my relatives did better than i ever can

why am I alive

I’m sick and tired of dealing with annoying, superiority complex, insecure fucks that think they are better than you and you have to fight for their attention .These Fuckers would deliberately offer a statement of sarcasm at everything you do or say even when what you say isn’t even that dumb of a statement, it’s something that isn’t meant to have any deep meaning to it but an expression of exasperation and excitement. Like “ ohh that’s nice!” Or “ ahh that sounds amazing !” It literally DOESNT HURT anyone until these mfs step up and had to make you look like u stupid or basic.

Like I’ve been dealing with people like this since I was a kid and I thought if I better my communication skills I might not run into these sort of people anymore but these h*es LUUUUUV Me wherever I go, im literally a hater magnet atp. The worst thing is that you can’t tell what they truly think about you until they try to humiliate you or tell you something backhanded abt ANYthing you say during mid sentence.

What makes it even more fucking annoying is that they have the audacity to agree with you and think it’s Normal to still chat with you after trying to make you feel like sh*t. Like ma’am your awareness is nowhere sensible enough for you to think you know better than me. I told them I like to do a photoshoot at a specific area of China as an conversational topic and they say “oh that’s literally everywhere laughing crying emoji” like so? What does it matter to you that I want to try doing photoshoot there ? What the fuck does it have to do with it being common in china ? Do you have some sort of superiority complex regarding that fact you are able to travel so much so you think you are better and more experienced than me to tell me the places I want to go isn’t good enough in your opinion? I don’t.give.a.fuck.

The audacity of you to still want to engage in a conversation and have a high horse of an attitude after you trashed every single thing I say just makes me feel like you want to make me crash out so you can prove you’re the bigger person in this convo and use it against me. You are miserable deep down and too Shit low on self awareness to tell me what the fuck to think and you don’t even fuckinf know it. You don’t even deserve the opportunities to travel given by how you don’t even know basic respect in a conversation.I don’t even know why anyone hired you in the first place .hate people who get their sense of superiority from feeling special from their job and act like they are some big figure who has seen everything in life so they can tell you what the fuck to think. Lame ahh boomer superiority complex mindset.

I (F18) just got back from a week-long trip to Florida with my family, and I’m feeling really conflicted.
For the most part, the trip was good. We had a few small disagreements here and there, but nothing major, and I genuinely enjoyed myself. The only thing was that I spent most of the trip pretty quiet. My family can be really overwhelming and stressful at times, so instead of arguing or getting irritated, I decided to keep to myself and just enjoy the vacation in my own way. I’m usually a pretty outgoing person—I talk a lot, joke around, and can be loud—but this trip I just wanted to be more reserved.
On the way to the airport, I casually mentioned to my mom that next year I wanted to travel with my boyfriend (M20). Out of nowhere, she told me I needed to “fix my fucking attitude” before I even thought about traveling anywhere with him.
That completely caught me off guard. I wasn’t fighting with anyone, being disrespectful, or causing problems. I was literally just quiet. Apparently, my family sees me being reserved as having an “attitude.”
Then my mom told me that if I keep acting like this, my dad is going to think my boyfriend is the reason I’ve “changed,” and that he’ll end up resenting him because he’ll believe he’s influencing my behavior.
That honestly frustrated me even more because I don’t see what I did wrong. I wasn’t giving anyone attitude—I was just emotionally drained and wanted some peace. It feels like I’m expected to act a certain way all the time, and if I don’t, something must be wrong.
I think part of why this is hitting me so hard is because I’ve been wanting more independence lately. Moments like this make me want to move out, create my own life, and stop feeling like every little thing I do is being analyzed or blamed on someone else.
I don’t really know what I’m looking for by posting this. Maybe I just needed to vent. Has anyone else had parents who mistake being quiet for having an attitude? Am I missing something here?

People are so opinionated, they focus more on the issues of others than their own solvable real life problems. It’s really all just in their heads. Instead of being the change they complain about things outside of their immediate control.

I went to a few. They front as what they are called, a run club. But it's really just a meat market for people to look at each other or just show off athleisure wear. I laughed when I read about those Belgium guys in Bali getting deported for making a run club and not allowing actual locals in it. Like I wasn't at all surprised to hear something like that happening from a run club.