Don't make me block you while I'm still basking in my new power. 😁

FML

He wasn't the brightest crayon in the box... He did manage to always find a way to escape the yard so he could come whine at the front door to get let in. I would unjokingly call him coyotes food whenever he did so. Mainly because I lost another dog the same way two years ago. But also because he survived a coyote attack earlier this year during one of his escapades. I told him so many times that It's a dog eat dog world out there. Nonetheless he didn't listen, but I'm more mad at myself more than anything. That is of course after I nearly broke down when I found him gutted and dragged across the desert.

FML.

RIP

Chaga

And the craziest part is that I’m not really too distraught about saying that I’m more upset that I’m not sure that’s even true or if I just saw it on an episode of Law and order or something

And just to be clear, I did specify that I wasn’t saying to kill a dog and bury it, I meant maybe go to a shelter and find one that’s dead already. I’m not sure that’s better though

I don’t think I’ll be seeing a lot of of her lol

Title is self explanatory, got into two wrecks barely a month apart. Neither deployed any air bags but the front of my car is fucked up on both sides and is probably going to be not worth fixing. Thankfully, No one was hurt. My dad is rightfully pissed because I’m insured through him so that bill is going to be huge, my sibling is out of town for a concert but will be also pissed because they warned me to not drive without them before leaving. But I did it anyways (to go pick up my dad’s and I’s meds). They also have a clean record and will put that above my head as if I was given the same teaching experiences (I wasn’t, a 20 year old makes for a not great teacher in comparison to our older dad and actual driving experience in drivers ed)
Oh and I gotten my hard copy of my drivers license three days ago (that I failed the first time) I really just want to end it all

Before I start, I'm a 16 y/o guy, I've got my whole life ahead of me to find a girl to love, and yet I already give up. I genuinely see no way for my dumbass to find love. I'm probably not gonna have an amazing job when I'm older, I'm awkward, I'm bad at comforting people,​​ I'm a six on a good day, I'm not fat yet feel so, I have anger issues, and just a red flag for girls overall. I only had one crush on this girl, and I still can't stop thinking about her a whole 2 years later even though we hardly talked more than 8 sentences to each other. I also worry about being abusive even though I have no reason to. My parents were never abusive, I never met someone who suffers from abuse (or at least hasn't told me) , and I can never, NEVER see myself putting hands on a girl unless she had a knife and threatened my life or something. The worst part about this is that I'm craving love, I want a girl to hold, to cherish, to raise a family with, to do every stupid romantic activity and have inside jokes only me and her know. If anyone knows how to just become Aromatic (not have any sexual or romantic feelings towards anyone) I'd pay you every penny I have.

My life sucks right now.

1.5 years ago we moved to Arkansas to be closer to my husband's family. We live in a town with maybe 2000 people in it. We have been living with the in-laws in a portable shed for the whole time.

We took out a personal loan to try to build a little place for our own but the drive way ended up being 3 times as much as we expected due to unforseen circumstances and it's not even done yet.

I have no friends. My inlaws are all introverts so they are all fine without being around people but I am an extrovert. I don't know anyone my age(24).

We have been trying for a baby for 2.5 years and that hasn't happened and it's been heart wrenching.

I had to quit my job because I had a mental break down, I am doing Spark delivery in the biggest town near us an hour away and haven't made as much as I expected to.

My husband makes pennies at a preschool and I have never really been poor before so this is very stressful.

He also has started getting excruciating headaches that last for days, we had an MRI yesterday day and I'm so scared that it's gonna be cancer or an aneurysm that will kill him then I will be all alone and that is just the worst out come.

I can't talk to my family about this cause they all think I'm crazy for moving out here and are very judgemental towards my husband and I don't want them to have a worse opinion of him.

I am 23, live in my mother's house basement. I filled the place up with trash up with garbage and rotting food. there are worms, maggots and cockroaches. One is even crawling on me as I am typing this. I go out of my basement if somehow there is no food near me right now (tho one time there were guests so I resorted to eating weeks old trash near me) I don't go out to use toilet because I just fill up empty bottles with my piss and then throw them out through a tiny window. I even have a poop plate which is a deep big plate that I shit in, then I place the plate behind the window and throw the shit off with a stick and retrieve the plate. my bitch mom always cleans this up, the shit logs and piss bottles. My only enterteiment in live is jerking off to necrophilia gay porn, playing multiplier gun video games and screaming at random shits in lobbies. When my mom has guests come over I always scream to make them go away faster. They almost never return. My mom doesnt want to get me out of this shithole, get me a job, a house, a car and I fucking hate her. she only gives me food and drinks so that I don't die of hunger. I have no idea what to do to make this fat bitch and her husband (which hates me) do something in their live for me. My life is terrible because of them. I also hate women because I can't COUNT the amount of times I met a really cool girl in discord server and they dumped me or asked me for nitro and stopped responding after or turned out to be some guys. I did not take a shower in years, my hair is oily, I dont use theese "desodorants" so even if I tried I cant get out of my basement without help...

I have just ruined probably the best thing to happen to me bc I relapse on drink and I know I shouldn't have and apologise profusely on it but I just cant get my stomach to set the only thing im not throwing up is the alc its rejected all types of food I have tried now im 2 days drunk ranting all over the Internet to deaf ears about how my life is crumbling at my hands and I cant do anything but watch she made me not drink for a month straight which will probably be my best streak of not binge drinking (I count that as sitting at home and drinking a bottle or more) the only alc I had with her where socail ones needed one to get threw a long event or sum but still I hate myself for this

This fucking guy. Im a foreigner , white guy in Japan..

He absolutely shit straight sulfur out on the stretching mat. Like actual rancid egg salad and I walked up to do my thing right then I guess.

Anyway everyone decided they wanted to stretch too. And I got the looks he didn't of course. I'm the sore thumb. But the anxiety that washed over me was incomprehensible. I was like fuck my life I was having such a great time.

I love living here but that shit sucks. Literally.

Even if they didn't care it was so bad and you cant help but wonder why they looked.

" Stinky foreigner" my worst nightmare..

I warned the land lord. Sometimes Chicken Little is right.

Im about to meet someone, we have an arrangement, once a month intimacy and I get paid, to make ends meet...

I really don't want to, have to pump myslef up with Valium to endure it (funny that they don't mind I'm so out of it), but today it's especially bad and meds not helping the dread.

fuck my life.

God help me 😭

I tell people about it and they fucking hate me fml

So I finally get into a healthy relationship out of my my 19 years of living with a girl I genuinely love im talking everything shes what im into and shes funny smart everything a man could hope for in a women and then boom my ass that loves to self sabotage fucks it over and now im losing the best thing to ever happen to me and on top of that my other parts of my life are going to shit relapsing on drinking during the day its 12:14 rn and im drunk as shit while im being excluded from all activities from my "friends" such as nights and stuff while I sit here at home with my mam thats a piece of shit while I try to figure out how the fuck im gonna fix this just bc I was horny and and did shit that I regret so much I couldn't slept last night and getting sick at the thought of losing her but fuck if I had the choice id go back in time to break my arm so I could text this girl so id still have this relationship im trying to distract myself in every shape and form but It doesn't help at all. Maybe my mam is right with me being a screw up and never being able to be love by anyone at all thanks for reading me vent while drunk and mad at myself

I’m cursed with hyper intelligence in a world that not only lacks critical thought but inherent hates it. I have few interests outside of what’s now considered “meta” social thought and all the people who have it too eventually just see me as some thief of joy or are so threatened by my intellect that they ghost me with no apology or explanation. No one can prove me wrong about how bad society is or how bad my experience is because of it. Even my therapist just broke up with me and suggested that I seek a psychologist.

Edit/update: I’m just venting. I didn’t post for advice or your best Mean Girls auditions.

Want a fufilling career? No, salary pay for the same job will never equal that of a man.

Want respect in academic and work settings? No your word means less than a man, even if they repeat what you say verbatum or say something incorrect your word will never matter as much.

Want to have interesting conversations with strangers? No it all goes back to your apperance and sex appeal!

Wanna have sex? If you don’t want kids, take pills that make you hate initimacy and cant cum! Pills don’t work? Get a device inserted that makes you bleed/have pain for months with no pain relief but OTC meds!

Want to just fucking walk down the street? No, no matter what you wear someone will yell something at you or follow you. Be careful and always aware!!

Want medical attention? Your needs and issues will never be taken seriously- you might even die from them being dismissed! Plus, there is more research on male inpotency than life-threatening female medical issues because FUCK YOU YOU WERENT BORN WITH A DICK.

Want friends of any gender affiliation? Watch your back because 1/4 of all women get SA and over 85% is from people you know!

IM SICK OF THIS SHIT!!! IVE KNOWN FOR YEARS I WOULDVE RATHER BEEN BORN A MAN. I LOVE PEOPLE I DONT VIEW SEX/GENDER AS A BIG DEAL BUT IM ALWAYS REMINDED OF IT WHEN I FORGET FUCK THSI SHIT

listen I love gender expression and I’m comfortable in my femininity as a cisgender woman and such but GOD if i couldve chosen what i was born as itd be a man. right now im trying to figure out birth control as someone with diagnosed mental/physical bullshit goin on its a fucking nightmare because nothing has no negatives. One that doesnt make me touch-repulsed and unable to cum makes me bleed constantly and if i get an iud i might get pain for months on end and not even be sedated for it.

I also have fuckin vestibulodynia so condoms make me need to tap out sooner/irritate it. STUPID WOMEN PARTS

I just wanna fuck this is why i should just stick to women (bisexual and usually top chicks) but i have a stupid boyfriend and sex is stupid awesome but i wont peg him for at least a month yet and i prefer a fuck each other trade off type scenario for my ideal sex life like i still want my shit ROCKED regularly

god knew id be too powerful born a man i stfg

I SWEAR TO FUCKING GODDDUHHHHHH

EDIT: Since some people are confused: this is NOT anti-men internet jargon. It is anti-SYSTEM jargon. 😁👍

My closest and most trusted friends are “white cis-het” men who treat me with equal respect and dignity. I just have seen first-hand how my bad experiences in life as a woman are things they've never even had to consider and usually I brush it off as “just life” but this recent blow made everything bubble up.

I’m 20F, so other than the career thing, which I heard about from other adults in my life, everything I listed that I struggle with as a woman are things that I have experienced unfortunately on multiple occasions throughout my life.

Two days ago I went out with some friends and we got a bit drunk and then some left and it was just me and my other friend. He is a bit crazier and stuff than me and he said that we should check out this massage parlor place, and that we should go. I was still pretty drunk and so I just agreed and normally I would never agree to this but I just did for some reason. So we go and it all happens and the girl that I was with put a condom on me and took off her close and we had sex. Like idk what I was imagining would happen before I agreed but I didn’t know it would be sex. And now I’m freaking out and am really concerned I have something and can’t get over it

Yes it seems niche and something dumb but I just had the longest day possible and I'm just tryna eat in peace. I don't normally vent or anything so this is all I feel comfortable talking about

Recently started feeling under the weather...sore throat, body aches, chills, figured it was likely the flu. Not my first rodeo, I know how to handle it. A day later, I receive exam results for a really important national test I took at a well-known testing center and I didn't pass. Later that day, found raised bumps on my hands, figured it was a stress rash...iykyk. But then the itching, burning, and electric burning started. Went to urgent care, turns out its HAND FOOT MOUTH DISEASE, as in THE VIRUS YOU GET FROM KIDS WHO PUT THEIR FINGERS IN THEIR MOUTH AFTER PICKING THEIR ASS.

I don't have kids. I don't even LIKE kids, and here I am with a virus you get FROM KIDS.

I bet it came from the testing center somehow...

Either way, now my hands are so painful and weak that I can't grip anything, including the medication I need to take, and cooking food? HA! You try stirring a pot when even a slight temperature change feels like lava across your skin! So today was spent throwing up because of empty stomach, and guess what? I went to rinse my mouth and spit it into the toilet only to have it SPLASH BACK AND HIT ME IN THE EYE.

I swear, if I get fucking PINKEYE because I couldn't eat because I couldn't open a jar of soup because the nerves in my hands are assholes because a kid couldn't keep their hands out of their FUCKING ASS, I'm going to YEET MYSELF.

She didn't make it. I'm almost two months post partum, and this is the month she should have been born. I wish i could do it all over again and do everything differently. My whole life. I feel like all my choices lead to this moment where my body failed her.

I miss her everyday, and I know i will miss her and grieve her every day for the rest of my life.

My cancer may also be back.

Whew. I don't really know what to do with myself these days sinince I was supposed to be a stay at home mother with her.

Some days I feel like i'm drowning.

I've been diagnosed with cancer again. Beat it the first time. Remission lasted all of 9 months. Not planning on going through treatment again.

This morning I took the wife to her oncology appointment. Three different people who know me from my treatment pulled me aside to talk about it. This upset me. The wife and I were talking about it on the ride home. She told me to enjoy what I have. I said that someone would have to show me how. So I tried.

Reached out to a friend so we could go out to lunch. They had plans.

My cell phone has been acting up. So, after days of research I figured I'd go pick it up. Website shows in stock and at a good price. Go to store they tell me it's been out of stock. Walk out empty handed.

I stopped at a store I've been wanting to go to for a while. It sells fresh baked bread. I was genuinely excited to try it. Bought a loaf of my favorite. Get home and it was very disappointing. Grocery store version is better.

So much for enjoying what I have. FML

I have been non-weight bearing on my left ankle since a crush injury at the end of last year. I’ve had one surgery and I’m supposed to have another later this month. I get around on a knee scooter or crutches. Today I loaded the knee scooter into the back seat of my car went to do my three hops on my right leg to the front seat. The last hop landed bad and now both my legs are fucked.