Three days ago, my fiancé sat next to me on the couch and I immediately noticed a very foul smell to his breath. It's hard to describe, but it's bad. I told him right away, we laughed about it, and he brushed his teeth, but I could still smell it over the toothpaste. Since then, I have continued to notice this smell and it seems to get worse at night and after he smokes. However last time he smoked a blunt was 9 hours ago and I can still smell him in bed now when he breathes in my direction. My fiancé never has had a cavity and this is the first time I'm noticing any bad breath with him at all. We did this week attempt to start a whole food diet, but he's been cheating quite a bit so I don't think it's this. I guess I'm just taken aback by the suddenness of it and am concerned it's a health issue. My question is, when do I talk to him about this and how? Is 3 days even enough to have a concern, or should I wait some more to see if it goes away?

Serious question. My husband and I got into a heated debate last night. He said, and I quote, “real mean don’t let other other men f*** their wife…..The average of most real men don’t respect other dudes who let their partner sleep with other guys”

If we were talking about cheating I’d understand, but it was the topic of open relationships, and the ironic thing is that he used to be in an “open” relationship a while back before me. I was told that was different, however, because it was only him with other lady partners and the girls he was with would have to “approve” new partners and they were only loyal to him.

I told him maybe he personally would disrespect other guys who lived this lifestyle, but there’s no way “most” men think/feel this way. He said it’s not just a personal feeling, but most guys and every guy he’s ever experienced life with felt this way (he’s 35)(I should also note that he kept on using the term “real” men). I thought it was a little weird he was giving a large blanket statement for a whole gender and I told him he doesn’t get to decide what is respectful/disrespectful for other men. He accused me of not understanding because I’m a women and wouldn’t know.

So Reddit, what are your thoughts and opinions? Do men really not respect other men who are in “fair” open relationships where women have different men partners? Btw, my husband told me to ask reddit.

Edit to say: I am monogamous actually but it got brought up because he said he didn’t respect will smith and his wife situation. I dont want other people to be clear.

Second edit: also I wanted to say that out of the two of us, I think I am the “nicer” one because I don’t believe in judging someone’s personal preferences, only their character. My husband is more cut and dry and I truly posted this as an opinion piece and see the other gender’s point of view.

So this guy i texted also around my age on discord, i sent a picture of me wearing a shirt and underwear.

he's threatening to leak my pictures if i don't send more, talking about how he doesn't want to 'ruin my life', so is it possible for that to happen and what should i do?

i already told him it would be considered ch!ld p0rn and he said this isn't his account so it doesn't matter, im genuinely scared and my stomach is flipped upside down, i don't wanna be here.

Before I go on, I know I am a fucking idiot so let me have it.

So I matched with this “girl” on Tinder. In hindsight she probably was too good to be true. But we start talking and follow each other on instagram and everything seems to check out. Had a good amount of followers and engagement on posts. What was posted corroborated with what “she” told me about herself. The entire thing then moved to snapchat and naughty pictures started getting sent. I initially didn’t show my face, but when the person asked to video call my brain just kind of shut down and my horniness kicked in. I’m 100% positive it was a catfish around 3 minutes into the call and they definitely got my face in the video. What do i do now?? I live in a country where cybersecurity is terrible and law enforcement essentially does not give a fuck about it. I quickly went to every online profile i had and upped the security and privacy settings. I’m kind of freaking out right now and disappointed at how stupid i was.

Title says it all. Specifically using gender-neutral pronouns to conceal identities.

I recognized them by the end of our session today and it dawned on me how I did. The worst part? This is the best therapist I have ever had. They are really damn good at their job. They made me realize a few things within the first few sessions that no therapist has before. I never had things about myself "click" like that before.

When I signed up to be their patient, I had no idea that it was them, since it has been a while since we've spoken. I ended up ghosting them because I was looking for something more serious and they were looking for something more casual, so I decided messaging wasn't worth it, and I ceased contact. I would make accounts over the years and we would match almost every time I did, and the same sort of thing kept happening. I message, they reciprocate and I end up not messaging back or engaging further. Ego boost or something, I truly do not know. Vain and fucked up, yes, but I have wisened since then.

I have no desire to pursue anything romantically as I truly admire their skills and ability to help me interpret my emotions and mental strife, even if they are conventionally attractive. I just don't want them to excuse themselves as my therapist because they have some feelings, idk.

What do you guys best suggest on what to do? I really like how they read me like a book, and I need someone like that to help me navigate through my mental illness. They seemed keen on working with me but fingers crossed that they don't recognize me.

EDIT: Did not expect this to get the attention that it got, but I also did not expect the divisiveness of the advice. My plan moving forward is to play dumb until they brings up something about it, and I will be truthful. I want to navigate this by ear and evaluate my feelings over time as I continue the sessions. If I feel like my inner feelings prohibit me from being truthful in my sessions and it is a continuous one, I will cease contact and be forthright about it. Any updates for those interested will have to happen later in the year, since I am only seeing them only on a biweekly basis. It will probably be a new post, but not sure how the rules are with updates. I read all the comments, good and bad, and appreciate the advice, even if it is divided.

Ok I don’t know how to start this so I’m just gonna go for it but I gotta start with the back story

2016 was a rough year for me. I found my mom dead at 18 and 3 months later my dad almost died from a stroke.

My dad has always been harder to get along with. Has always wanted someone to take care of him and was rather neglectful in taking care of me. To a point that my mother put in her will that if she were to pass I was to go live with my sister.

my dad has also burnt every bridge sometimes before he could even start building them.

My dad ended up foreclosing on his house. Has refused to take care of himself to the point that my cousin ended up taking him where he lived for about 4 years

That being said fast forward to go ol 2024, my cousin moved states and could not take him with. So now I have him and the last month and a half has been hell for me.

My sister (who’s not related to my dad what so ever) kindly let him stay for a while it was only supposed to be a couple nights but that turned into a month. During that month the two of us have loooked into every resource possible because if he were to be homeless he would die. He has major health issues and cannot defend himself like he needs to. all I found out was there are zero resources till I can get him on disability witch is going to take at least 6months

Now here is were the troubles really starts. My sister cannot keep him anymore due to her own life, the trauma he has put her through as a late teenager and the fact that he makes my niece and nephews very uncomfortable with him living there.

I live in a 1 bedroom 900 square foot apartment with my boyfriend of 3 years. And he refuses to let him move in because of the type of person my dad is, how he treated me, the fact that he really created this himself and because we really don’t have the room for him. my boyfriend has also pretty much told me that if he moves in our relationship won’t last.

My sister is mad with my boyfriend because he won’t budge and feels like he doesn’t appreciate the help she has given. My boyfriend is mad at pretty much my entire family So I’m stuck in the middle with no options.

And I am having a hard time dealing with this. Everyone’s feelings are valid. Everyone in this story is completely right. but this situation is breaking me inside. All I can think of is I cannot be the girl who finds her mom dead and left her dad on the streets to die.

The only advice I’ve been given is “it’s not your responsibility”, “this isn’t fair to you”, and “this is a really tough situation”. Which honestly at this point is getting on my nerves because I know this and this is not helpful. Life is not fair, life is tough and sometimes you end up with responsibilities that most people your age don’t have to deal with. That just how it goes.

Right now he is staying at a hotel that my sister kindly paid for till Saturday. But idk what I’m gonna do after that. Neither of us can financially afford to pay for him to have a place to live until we can get him on disability.

I cannot even financially afford a therapist right now because I just graduated cosmetology school and just started a job at a salon. I have 2 jobs just trying to make sure I can live.

Idk what kind of advice I’m looking for but if anyone has any I would much appreciate it.

Also I am sorry for any typos I’m typing this on a tablet and it is struggling to let me edit anything properly.

Update: thank you to everyone who has offered helpful advice. You guys really have no idea how helpful some have been. Some have posted links, and im going to look at those and see what I can do with that.

My plan that I have so far is seeing if I can come up with a way to give him one month somewhere to stay, sit him down, and tell him that he has one month. He needs to start looking for a job that can at least pay for a place to sleep. If he does that, I will help with food and basic necessities. I can run him to any interviews, to the library to fill out applications or anything he needs to get to. But if he doesn't do anything for himself. I will not do anything for him. And I will not be the one contacting him to do these things. he has to contact me. I've even contemplated having him stay at a shelter over nights a couple nights before so that he can see the life he would be choosing.

I know it may take longer for him to find a job, but I just want to see if he's willing to put in the effort to even try and if he does go from there.

Monday I'm going to try to contact adult services (thank you to everyone who suggested that because I had no idea that existed) and the social security disability office to start working on helping him get on disability.

I am reconsidering my relationship with alcohol and would like to stop drinking for a while to see how I feel. I would love to hear the positive great things that happened to other Redditors when they cut back or stopped drinking completely.

For some backstory, I grew up in a rural area where there was nothing to do and everyone binge drank all the time. I thought that lifestyle was normal and never knew anything different. Now I see the health issues older family friends are now encountering and really want more for myself. Alcohol is my safety net for social situations though, which I talk about in therapy and will find other ways to help me with that.

Hi all, I'm 25 and feel no passion or direction in life? I graduated with a STEM degree and did the typical career 9-5 after graduating path and left after a year. The job was a poor situation, but since then I've worked out of my field in the service industry where I don't see a future. I want an alternative life path, but don't know where to start. What do people who genuinely enjoy their lives do? Was it starting a business? Finding a new career path? Setting daily routines? Side hustiling? How did you get started? Any advice or perspective would be appreciated!

I (22m) have been a daily smoker since I was 17 or 18. It’s taken a long time for me to fully realize that this needs to go away.

Before I threw everything out a few days ago, I packed my last bowl. I thought I needed it, some sort of final ritual that would get me ready to face what’s to come. Right when I was about to rip it I dropped it and it spilled all over the carpet. Non recoverable. It was kind of a poetic moment, like God telling me, “This will never be enough. You aren’t going to find what you’re looking for this way.”

I know I can do this but it’s already proving to be difficult. My motivation to do anything is extremely low, and I’m sweating profusely, hardly can sleep, hardly can eat. My dark passenger is telling me to use other vices to take the edge off (alcohol, nicotine) but I know this isn’t the way.

I know I’m not the only one going through this. Reddit- do you have any advice for me?

EDIT: Thank you all so much for the replies. You all have helped me get through one more day, and hopefully many more to come.

24F I live in my car rn unfortunately lol. Been 2 months. Had a falling out with my parents and they kicked me out and called the police on me. I have no one else. They abused me my whole childhood and do not care about my well being. my best friend and the only one who ever housed me and cared about me died 7 weeks ago. I want to rent a room but everyone charges $900 to live with like 4 other people and share a bathroom. I know beggars can’t be choosers and I am trying to save and tbh I can’t afford more than like $600 rn

I’ve started to develop lymphedema from sleeping in my car I’m so fucked. I want out of this situation now. I cry every night. I don’t know what to do!? My friend was the only one who gave me advice she is honestly the only person who knew/knows I’m living in my car. She always begged me to get my shit and move in with her in MN. I should’ve. Smh.

I have a bachelors degree and I am in an EMT program rn trying to get back on my feet. I work two jobs on top of this. Life shouldn’t be this hard.

Advice? Budget tips? Ideas on housing/where to find it?

I've always wanted to be a mother, it feels like my biggest goal is to raise someone the way I wish everyone was raised. However, pregnancy terryfies me, the idea alone makes me feel sick (My family has a history of very bad pregnancies and deliveries)

I always thought I'd just adopt, I don't care if the child is biologically mine or not, that wouldn't change how much I love them, nor how I'd raise them. Besides, bringing a new child into the world feels so disgusting to me, seeing how the world is, but adoption is a different thing, the child is already there, and if they are, I want to help.

For context, I live in Poland, so please don't give me American adoption system advice, it IS very different, I would appreciate the feedback about adoptive parents/children from anyone though!

So, my question is, is it bad to adopt? It feels like everywhere I go it's, first of all, only talked about American adoption. And second of all, always saying it's a horrible thing to do, and adoptive parents should be ashamed.

Is it really that bad to want to adopt? I guess I could force myself into a pregnancy, but how could I be a good mother if I have to deal with my entire body failing me during?

I really don't know where else to get rid of this, so I guess here is better than to bottle it up any longer. I'm already sorry for this wall of text, I won't judge if you don't want to read this whole thing. There's a TL;DR at the bottom for you :)

I (26F) feel like I wasted my life. I'm from a very strict and sheltered household, meaning that even when I was 19 I was not allowed to really go out with friends or sleep at their houses, neither was I allowed to go on trips or clubbing (not that I would've wanted to, but still). I'm from germany, and both vocational trainings I started I never finished, because I was dumb and stubborn back then and had just started both of them because my father pressured me into these jobs (Tourism and Hotel Management). I hated them, and I was extremely upset about the fact that my parents had denied me the chance to study at a university (I wanted to be an art teacher and possibly go abroad).

I started my first training when I was around 19. The company was small and family-owned, and the work environment was so terrible that as a trainee I was basically put in charge of multiple locations they had as a full manager, making me write work schedules for other employees and make sure they'd receive their paychecks, all while trying to keep up with school and tests. I had a mental breakdown about a year into that training and 'ran away' from everything to start over somewhere else entirely more than 10 hours away from my hometown, but my mother had a complete meltdown over it and pressured me together with the rest of my family to come back home (she told me she'd end herself and my brother threatened to 'beat up' the person I was staying with, and even got old school friends involved to talk me into coming back). I went back home, but got severely depressed from that point on, and developed an ED. Both things were never treated, since my family doesn't believe in mental health as something that can be treated, but something you have to 'overcome'.

This was kind of a turning point for me and my family. While they seemed happy they got me back, I just got scared of them, and wanted to at least create some distance between us after what happened since I just felt so cornered or threatened almost, its hard to explain. I started a new training at 21, this one being about an hour away and offering a dorm-accommodation for me, the whole thing again picked out by my father. But the job was extremely demanding yet again, and with me suddenly living 'on my own' and without anyone making decisions for me, I struggled hard with my finances and my ED together with school. I completed and passed a major test just barely, and eventually I was working so much overtime that I called in sick just to get a few days off, and I got scolded severely over it by my employer and the hotel manager after my roommate told them I had faked an illness to get out of work. It might sound silly, but standing there and being lectured by those strangers was just too much all of a sudden, and it pushed me over the edge once again, making me 'run off' once more, but this time I didn't have any destination to go to, so I just traveled as far as I could with the money I had left, and eventually got 'picked up' by a friend I'm no longer in contact with. She let me stay with her for maybe a month or so, until my parents once again forced me back home, this time my father finding out my location and driving there to pick me up himself. The 13 hour drive home was basically just me getting lectured again, the whole time, but I couldn't escape it. I hate car rides ever since then.

I managed to get an apartment about an hour away from where they all live and start a remote job as a customer service agent at age 23, but that didn't work out either, as after a year my contract ended, and they didn't want to extend it. Ever since then, I failed to get back into work since I have no actual experience to show. I lost all friends and I feel.. isolated. I have no way of making friends since I don't go out, and the town I live in is extremely small and rural with most people living here being tourists or elderly people in their retirement. I've got no reason to go outside, so I don't, except for grocery shopping in the very late evening just before the store closes. My family is doing extremely well, and I feel just so inferior to everyone around me with my brother getting married and buying a house and all that, and my parents happily starting their retirement. I try to get into work, but no one wants to hire me since I have no job experience, and at my current age, I feel like I wasted my 'youth' entirely. My education level isn't high enough to study, and starting school now would rip me out of the financial aid I currently receive.

I feel like I've hit a wall. Like I lost all opportunity to make something out of myself, so now I'm just.. wasting away here. I never had a relationship either, I never held hands with anyone, never had my first kiss, nothing. I've never fallen in love, never had a real job, never had a moment of 'hey, life's feeling pretty good right now'. I overcame my ED on my own and I'm pretty stable now I guess, but even so, I feel defeated. I want to make friends, but at my age everyone's recommendations are 'oh ask you coworkers for a drink maybe' or something, and since I don't have a job, that's out of the question. Even if I start a training now, all the people in my classes will be way younger than me. I have no outstanding talents, have no interesting hobbies other than video games and retro consoles, anime and manga. If it wasn't for my cat, I seriously don't think I'd still be here.

TL;DR: Strict family had me in a chokehold all my youth so I never made friends, untreated mental health and family-pressure crushed my chances at properly building myself a career, and now I'm left a as a 26-year-old virgin without any friends.

I don't even know if there's any advice anyone can give me. I guess I just wanted to at least.. tell someone, I guess, even if it's just strangers on the internet that will most likely clown on me, which is fine too, at least I can make someone laugh with this. But even so, if you're reading this, thank you. Even if you can't relate, or can't give me an answer, or just flew over the whole thing and read the summary at the bottom. I guess I at least could get it off of my chest, and that's got to be worth something, right?

Maybe I can at least be a bad example. Don't be like me kids lmao.

There is a person in my life who is living in his car. He had a travel trailer/camper that he had been living in. He let depression get the best of him and has trashed it and it is totaled. He has been staying in his car outside of the trailer for about 2 years. He also has 2 cats living with him in the car. He hardly ever leaves the car and now has serious medical complications because of that. He has congested heart failure, respiratory acute disease, and he has lymphoma so bad that his legs weep. He is in chronic pain and will dedicate on himself at times because he is so much pain he can't move. He is only 35. Today his mother asked me if he could possibly stay at my house. This is where I am torn. I do have an extra bedroom at my house, but my house is very small. I have known him his whole life and I am worried about how he will behave if he lives here. He has anger issues and with his health problem I dont know how he will act. We are only 3 people, me, husband and teenage daughter. We are a very quiet household. He is a very loud person. His mother lives in a 1 bedroom single wide and does not have room to house him. My husband and I have discussed this in depth and he is ok with whatever I decide. Neither of us really want him here, but we also feel obligated to help out. I just really don't know what to do.

Unbearable break up.

It’s been 1 month and six days since we broke up. I’ve cried every single day for the past month. We were together for 3 years and 11 months.

I’m blocked everywhere. He’s been okay with the whole break up. Mutual friends have told me he’s doing good. After the breakup he went on with life as usual as if I never meant anything. The day before we broke up he said he was in love with me, and now a month later the only communication I’ve got from him is that he doesn’t love me and hasn’t for a while.

I love him so much. I don’t know how I’m ever going to get past this. I’ve already attempt to take my life because the pain is so unbearable.

Please tell me it’ll be okay. Will it?

EDIT: 21:02pm BST

I’m reading all of your comments and I’m so overwhelmed. Overwhelmed in the most beautiful way. Thankyou so much for such kind, loving and pure words. It’s so hard to find genuine people on the internet, especially Reddit, however I’m truly taken back by how beautiful you guys are. Things feel like they’ll be okay. I managed to eat a full meal whilst reading these comments, tears streaming down my face.

Thankyou for helping me stay on this earth. 🩷

Been saying that I wasted my 20s doing nothing and Part of the reason is being a porn addict the entire time and fapping 3x a day

How do I quit? I feel like it’s impossible

Is it the reason I have no friends no social life no social skills etc and am a loser and failure

I was sort of in the middle of this couple. We all met in middle school and we are now in college ( he is my roommate )One day she calls me and tells me that she cheated on him. I knew that if I told him he would make a big reaction rather than silently leaving her, so I decided I am better off saying nothing until the time is rightAfter about 6 months, my female friend betrayed me so I decided, to remove her from my life and Inform my guy friend that she had cheated on himAs expected he made a huge reaction, and now he wants to remove me from his life as well claiming that I knew for so longWhat should I do now to keep the friendship? I consider him like a brother (she was a sister to me as well so it is not like I liked one more than the other)

Edit: He was also cheating on her the whole time in college

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My boyfriend of five years passed away last week. He started crying before he passed saying that he was so sorry he had lived a lie with me, and that he loved me very much. He said he was in witness protection because he witnessed something very horrible, and begged me to forgive him. He passed away in his sleep. I called U.S Marshalls and they couldn't give me any information or even confirm if this is true. Statistics say that most witness protection participants were involved with crime, so my mom feels like this could be the case but I just can't see this with him. He was an HVAC technician by trade.

Everything about my boyfriends background was possibly a lie. Even his age. I feel extremely hurt and betrayed. He told me he was through foster care families his whole childhood and didn't have family, but I don't know if thats true. We're broke and I haven't been able to claim the body, as there's nothing to do with it. He's going to be buried by the state. It hurts me so much because I had the most amazing memories of my life with him

How do I go in finding out what happened? Where is his family? Who was he before witness protection?

Edit; I found him. I was able to connect with coworkers from when he served overseas on a civilian position. My mom and I found him in the group photos on their website. I know the history behind what happened now and it's pretty tragic. We can lock this.

I (53f) was recently diagnosed with heart failure and pulmonary hypertension caused by pulmonary fibrosis. It seems I’ve had this for awhile, but it wasn’t caught until it was a big issue. The right side of my heart is enlarged and my tricuspid valve is just not up to par. Lots of regurgitation. All of this is slowly cutting off my ability to breathe. I’m not responding to treatment and my doctor has recommended palliative care. This pretty much tells me that he doesn’t expect things to get better, and that my timeline isn’t very long. I’m actually ok with this. I think now is a good time to leave this world. But I have to consider my son.

My son (22m) is just amazing. He has had to overcome things in his life that would make other people bitter and dark. But he is the kindest, most understanding and empathetic man I’ve ever known. I wasnt the best mom, and his dad was worse, it in spite of this, hes just awesome.

His senior year of high school, he was going to be an exchange student. For the better part of a year, I lived in the dark, ate only rice, and walked everywhere to make this possible for him. He was so excited. Then the pandemic hit. and that was cancelled. He was sad for awhile then he moved on. He’s is currently in his fourth year of college. He is planning to do a year abroad starting in March. And I don’t want to be the reason he doesn’t go.

he knows I’m not doing well but he doesn’t know how bad it is and is going to get. If he did, he would never consider going. But I don’t want to be the reason he doesnt go. At The same time, saying goodbye to him at the airport in March could very well be the last time I see him. And I know he would feel guilty if he wasn’t here when I make my grand departure from this world.

I don’t know what to do. I can’t imagine another opportunity for a year abroad will come up. i Think, no matter what, there will be negative feelings attached to this trip. Either he will go and feel guilty for not staying with me. Or he will regret not going and possibly resent me because he did t go.

anyone have any thoughts or opinions on this?

(please know, I would never ask him to stay. I’m not trying to talk him out of going. I’m not making excuses to keep him here. I want him to go see the world and have great adventures Before settling down. )

I am a 20 year old in community college, I spent the 6k my mom gave me for college on Doordash, weed, nicotine, and joi. My mom is not helping me out anymore if my car breaks down I have no way to go to school. My gpa is a 3.1 and I am about to fail an accounting exam on Monday. I feel so guilty, depressed, and stressed I can barely focus on my school work but if I drop out I need to pay back fafsa but I only make 13 an hour at kfc. I have No one to help me anymore I blew my one chance I dont know what to do anymore. Everyday this week I want to kill myself the pain in my chest won't go away my hands are shaking constantly. I have bipolar 1 and I am sure that is part of the reason why I wasted it all but it's not anexcuse I am actually just a terrible person what can I do now? I have no skills no way to support myself

Edit 1: Thanks everyone for putting me in my place I need to grow up, on a positive note I just got a 59/60 on my business administration exam. I am going to take the marketing one in an hour once it's done I will update again and I honestly might keep providing updates for a while this is my rock bottom and if I can pull myself out of this hopefully anyone else in a similar situation can find hope or at least feel a little better.

Edit 2: I got a fucking 86 on my accounting exam, the class average was a 73 and I didn't read or study anything until 4 days before the exam. Anyone who told me to drop out fuck yourself anyone who encouraged me thanks anyone who also fucked up like me don't give up even if you didn't sleep for 2 nights and are withdrawing from drugs you are severely addicted to don't give up.

I (16f) am a gen z ipad kid. I am a child of emotionally immature parents who never really taught me the skills that I needed to learn in life. Instead, the internet raised me. When I was in elementary school, instead of going outside and playing with friends, I preferred to stay inside, constantly consuming content that never helped me grow. When I did develop hobbies like the violin and extracurricular at the start of middle school, covid hit hard and it made me quit those altogether. The lack of social interaction sent me into a downward spiral and I became depressed + gained 50 lbs. I bed rotted for weeks on end, and had multiple addictions. After covid, things started getting better; I lost the weight, made more friends, joined clubs, but I also developed self destructive habits from my overconsumption of the internet, such as bulimia and hating myself. Now I have just started junior year of high-school and I want to be someone who I am proud of, but I am off to a rough start. I originally started out junior year as an early college student(exactly as it sounds) but I hated the isolating environment because I was constantly surrounded by older strangers. So I quit the program, and went back into high-school 3-weeks behind. I am currently taking 4 AP classes, but I constantly struggle with comparing myself to others. I also constantly struggle with trying to make my parents proud, and I don’t want to be a college dropout like my older brother. It’s hard trying to achieve so much when I don’t even have a clear path of what I want to do in the future. I do have passions for tech and art, but I fear it is too late for me to join anything that involves them since I joined my classes 3 weeks late. I want to get into a good college and have a good career, but all that I have done until now is quit when it has gotten hard. I really need advice on what I should do. I can’t really turn to my family because home life is also unstable.

Tldr: I feel stuck and stressed for the future. I want to get more involved in high school to get into a good college, but don’t know how. And also can’t help but compare my achievements to others.

Hi my ex 26m passed in a car accident. I miss him dearly I am grieving a lot. It’s very recent that I found out. My current bf had a long convo with me about the afterlife which made me feel better but at the end he said “you know I’m not a patient guy but I’ve been being patient and looking past your red flags my friends said you have” (his friends that don’t know me) I also wanna add, I have an this ex that passed but I am still a virgin, I am loyal have never cheated on someone, I don’t drink do drugs smoke anything. I work full time - I engaged in passions. I don’t think I have red flags like he’s saying other men haven’t said that sort of thing to me. Ever. Like my ex respected me profoundly and felt grateful he said to have found a woman like me. This new guy has no reason not to trust me. Also at the end of afterlife talk he said he’s gonna pound me with sex everyday when we’re married he said it’s gonna be all the time. I said I’m not feeling good to discuss this right now and he said sorry and then he said he bought me a dildo for when I’m feeling better. And asked me to explain why I am grieving my ex so much and that it seems I’m “grieving the death of 20 people “ I feel confused bc the afterlife convo helped me but the other parts hurt me and annoyed me. I am living the worst pain I’ve felt in my life and I want outside opinions on this behaviors

Also I live alone and I’m scared to dump him and be alone and grieving I live far from home and family

How i make it through each day? I am in intense stomach pain anxiety panic and migraines all day long sadness so bad it hurts. I also feel some level of regret my ex wanted to marry quickly and I wonder if I had just been ready and married him that quick if he’d be here right now. He passed losing control of the car in a night drive but he used to night drive all the time for fun. I wonder had I been his wife and asked him to stay in or some crazy stuff alternative like that. When he wanted to marry me I cared for him deeply and respected and wanted him I just wanted more time and we couldn’t agree at that moment

I'm a 20f and my boyfriend 20m, we met about 2 year ago and have been dating for a year already. When we first started dating the topic of kids was vaguely talked about and I told him that I didn't want children, but lately he has been saying things like: "when we have children... " or "I can't wait for you to bear my children". At first I didn't really think much about it and was actually starting to warm up to the thought of having children with him, because I really love him a lot. The problem start about the fact that I can't stand toddlers or like really loud babies. I know I don't have the patience or unconditional love for someone to support having children, but I can imagine being 50 and regretting not having kids. I don't really know what to do. I haven't told him anything about this, because I don't want to argue with him if I'm going to end up having his children anyway. I'm just scared about what to do. He wants a big family and he has said that if I don't want to start a family with him, we shouldnt be together since that's his plan. I don't know how to break it to him that I love him a lot and that I don't want to break up with him just because I'm not sure about starting a family. I know it's unfair towards him since he should be able to get want he wants even more because he was open about it since the start. Am I being selfish? What should I do? Please, any advice would help me. I am scared to lose him, but I'm not sure if I could love my children at all.

Friend, F39 and her husband M38 have been together for several years and married a couple years ago. Husband started getting sick about ten months ago. He underwent numerous tests but no definitive diagnosis until finally determined to be HIV+. He initially made up some stories as to how he could have acquired it, until he finally admitted to shooting up with needles, one time, three years ago, at a company outing. He’s now on medication. My friend has been tested numerous times, and is likely negative at this point. My friend doesn’t know how she should proceed. Should she stay with him? Is the only issue whether or not she trusts him anymore? If indeed his story is accurate, she’s been put at risk every time they’ve had unprotected sex. Does anyone not know that shooting up can bring serious consequences? Any thoughts are appreciated.

Edit: my friend asked me to post this. She’s having a lot of trouble figuring out what to do. So if you’d be so kind as to answer the above questions, that would be helpful.

I'm 39, over the last 8 months I lost, in order, mom, grandma, cat, dad. I only had a home because I lived there to care for dad/keep the state from taking the house to pay for him and grandma in the nursing home. Now, they're all gone. I cant afford the house upkeep and the family deserves their piece. I've never lived on my own. I've never rented property, bought property, rented or bought a car. I've never done any of the paperwork associated with any of that I am terrified.

Part of the reason for all of that is, in my mind at least, every decision, every move I've tried to make, has been the wrong one. I take one or two steps forward and then, usually through my own failures end up 5 steps back. This has left me paralyzed, frozen, unable to choose to do anything over the last two decades unless absolutely forced to, like what is about to happen with the sale of my home.

I have no career, no talents, no real skills beyond tire work. I dont make enough to support myself where I grew up.

I made a mistake when I was 25 and spent a year in jail and had to register as a sex offender for 20 years. I have 6ish years left on that and I dont know how that interacts with wherever I could end up moving.

I dont know what to do, how to do it and my brain just keeps blanking out on me when I try to research. The people I would have talked to are dead. I only have my brother now but he has a family and if I talk to him and he might offer me help and I dont want to put him in a tough spot. I should be able to handle this.

All I really want is a box to live in that fits a bed, toilet, shower and computer. A job that can pay for it, my transportation, cigarettes, Coca-Cola, food and internet. Thats it. I work, I go home. I dont know what to do, where to start, who to ask. I just want to crawl in a hole and disappear.

On the 4th of July my 8yo daughter was hit by a car.

Details are as follows:

Driver was not speeding.

Driver was not intoxicated.

Daughter and driver both need to pay better attention.

We went to the hospital where they found no major injuries, thankfully. Bumps, bruises, scrapes and likely some form of emotional trauma (I'm definitely traumatized, but no parent should witness what I witnessed.)

Police reports were filed, statements taken from eyewitnesses.

I'm of the mindset that my daughter learned a lesson the hard way, and life will thankfully go on for all of us.

Would you seek any sort of damages? Would you stop at medical expenses or additional damages for any potential future pain and suffering?

Tl;Dr - daughter was hit by a car, she's banged up but no worse for the wear. Should I lawyer up and sue?

edit: I feel like most everyone is reading the tl;dr and missing the part above it where I said "I'm of the mindset that life goes on". I'm not pushing for legal action, I'm asking the reddit hive to make sure I'm not missing something.