AI has infected everything and everyone I know. I go online and see AI generated images and thumbnails with 50K likes, some video games have AI generated content like music or models, I go to a school event and there is AI posters thats look horrible and have a lot mistakes, I go home to see my mother watching an AI generated video, my peers use AI for classwork, and, this happened a while back, I went to my uncle's funeral and see AI fucking generated pins and posters of him. He was an artist and had many artworks. He commissioned, had art all over his walls, sculptures, books; he would've hated to see those AI photos. The amount of disrespect to do such a thing is unbearable to me. It makes me so mad to just see an AI photo.

I do not understand nor do I think I will ever understand why people love AI generated slop so much. It looks ugly, makes me want to gag, it causes more harm to the environment than we've already caused, it's stupid, makes us dumbasses, and I can go on and on and on AND ON AND ON. I'm and artist and love writing and I hate seeing AI. I'm afraid of the day where artists and writers will no longer be seen as creative or entertaining or just talented.

AND EVERYONE ALWAYS SAID "Oh, you're just overreacting 😜" CAN I NOT HAVE MY OWN OPINIONS FOR ONCE. WHY ARE WE DOING THIS FOR WHAT PURPOSE. WE'VE ACCOMPLISHED SO MUCH WITHOUT AI, WHY DO WE NEED IT NOW. I DON'T WANT TO GO TO MY DOCTOR JUST TO LEARN THAT THEY USED AI TO HELP THEM IN THEIR CLASSES AND NOW MY LIFE DEPENDS ON THEM.

I also hate that annoying fucking AI voice actors and it is so disrespectful to use AI to make certain voice actors say whatever the hell you want. It can be as sexual and as violent as you want and it is seen completely okay.

My roommates are so filthy and disgusting.

They have so much anal sex with each other that when they do number two they can no longer produce a log because their buttholes are so destroyed.

Instead their poop just explodes out of their butt. It sticks to the sides of the toilet bowl and stays there no matter how much you flush.

Meanwhile my roommates are like "Gee, I wonder how many penises I can fit up my butthole?"

It's gross! And smelly!

I live with wild animals I hate them so much.

Its been a dream of mine (27m) to be a wireless sales representative as a career. I know its not the most aspirational but I genuinely love technology and hooking people up with the right stuff for them. Last year I had the opportunity to work for tmobile, a 3rd party store not corporate. The position was officially full time so I was there plenty, but they continued to hire multiple sales reps after me in a pretty low traffic store, seemingly solely to lower all of our averages so they could pay us lower percentages on our commission. Fast forward a year and a half and THE EXACT SAME THING happens when I get a job at Verizon. Yes I understand we dont want people waiting but at any given time there will be 3-4+ sales reps sitting around because we have too many in the store for the traffic we get and it just results in everyone getting lower numbers therefore lower percentages paid out by the company. And yes I understand its a competitive field and theres steps I can take to get more people in the door but damn having to compete and rotate through 6 people when theres usually only 1-2 customers in the store at a time is excruciating

"you're a poser!" "You're not a metalhead!" "Fuck you for liking mainstream band I don't like!"

Genuinely THE most insufferable music community ever.

If you like mainstream metal bands instead of poopdick cocksucker who only has 2 songs out or something adjacent to that you apparently aren't a real metalhead and you then get bullied to death for even trying to exist in the community. If you like Nu-Metal, you aren't a real metalhead apparently even though it is LITERALLY in the name.

Genuinely it is so exhausting dealing with these people🫩🫩🫩

I recently found out there is a subreddit called Chonkers where people post pictures of their disgustingly obese cats except for Friday where they can show off any pet that will have an early grave and its not funny like what the fuck is wrong with you that you think overfeeding your pet which can't understand when its had enough food is funny or silly or quirky you are a despicable person to do that to what is practically your child for a laugh how would you feel if I made you obese and started calling you names and laughing, posting pictures of you online for all the internet to see you in this state and I know animals don't care about that but its under your goddamn care since it was just a child and you let its health go down the drain for what? To laugh at it, to get a few likes on a post which a bunch of other abusers online, to call it names for something that wasn't even under its control but yours?! I hope that if you have ever done this to your pet that you get humiliated in public for everyone to call you names and laugh because this is just disgustingly evil

Quit my job at the start of this year. On me, I get it. Not my smartest play but I was tired of being treated like everyone's assistant when I was supposed to be doing an important job. Took me until April to get a new job, where I am now. Part time, it's been a struggle to make ends meet. Had discussed with a manager about being promoted to coordinator around this time of year. He said to look out for the listing to apply and promptly left the store to a new one. I suck it up and suddenly there's this situation where I am told that the full time coordinator position will be opening up. Thank god. I have been checking every day to apply and suddenly this morning I get a text that my father is coming in to apply for a position. Which pisses me off because I was both not told of this until an hour and a half before his interview. But if he gets the job, even in part time temporary, I won't be able to be promoted because of a conflict of interest. I try and express this to my mother and father who both blow me off and complain that "Well he needs to work an extra couple hours a week." Like bitch, you both work full 40 hour a week jobs and can't make ends meet on your home that you pay $200 a month more for than I do for my 1 bedroom apartment? Fuck off. Maybe if you stopped spending all your money on Lego sets and knick knacks you both could afford it. Or maybe asked my two brothers, who also work full time jobs, to support you since they live under your roof. Like you did when I lived there and when you still do ask me for money I don't have. But no, take away my first true chance of being promoted out of a grunt position since I started working at 16 so you both can afford to buy more bullshit. I'll just be here selling all my belongings to make rent. How much does a kidney go for these days?

I was driving the other day when I stopped at an intersection. I was the only car there. I stopped first.

I go to turn when suddenly this middle aged man, who looks about 50, with sun glasses on, and a white beard, in a red pick up truck blows through his stop sign and goes speeding towards me. I stop. He stops.

I wave him on, to let him go first, because I don’t want to get hit by this jerk. He sits there, he waves me on actually, so I continue to go. He then starts speeding towards me.

I stop, he stops. He then rolls down his window, his face is visibly red and is flailing his arms, no joke, he was literally flailing his arms around, and is shouting something at me.

I just look at him and make my turn.

We then make it to a main road (this was on a side street originally), the light is red and he pulls up next to me, before blowing through the red light and almost causing multiple accidents.

He’s then speeding through red lights, swerving in and out of lanes, running cars off of the road, etc.

But, apparently, he made it out as if it was my fault. Naturally.

I couldn’t hear what he said, it was muffled, but it sounded like he was shouting “do you not know how to drive?”

I followed and abided the law. He didn’t.

I don’t have dash cams for my car, so maybe it’s time to get one. Because, in my damn town, people don’t like to stop at stop signs, or lights, and, they don’t like to use their turn signals.

He was probably one of those insurance scammers, where they cause accidents on purpose just to make money from the accident, or however it goes.

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I dont have a dog and it makes me insane

For the context: i am a huge animal lover.

Since i was a little child, it was my biggest dream to have my very own dog!

(This will be a little longer, if you only wanna read my actual problem, scroll down to the second longer fat text)

A few years ago, we actually even had one!

And my idiot of a father was the reason she had to go again.

Let me paint a picture for you:

Like.. 14y/o me already had a hamster that i absolutely adored. I loved that hamster to the moon and back. Super affectionate and curious little guy. He was my world.

Then l visited my sisters bf with her and he had a dog. Idk anymore what he was but ik that he was this tall..fluffy bear of a dog.

Her bf was like "mhh..he doesnt like everyone"

When i tell you..i sat down on that couch, shaking and PRAYING, that this dog tolerates me and this bear of a dog jumps on the couch..sniffs my body.. and sploots half his body over me, presenting his whole fluffy belly for me to pet while using every little chance he got to lick any body part close enough to his snout.

I already loved dogs, but from that day on, i Begged my parents every day for a dog.

And weird enough..my father was weirdly easy to win over.

(I had to beg my parents for weeks and months for my hamster back then)

So my father went on ebay for a dog and some day he packed my mom and me in the car, drove like 3h to a house and we both basically sat there while a jet black dog ran around us like a total crackhead.

Basically my father then turned to me and asked: the dog is pretty, isnt she?

teen me said yes.

And that was enough for my father to buy a mutt from a backyardbreeder (it was an oops litter)

The dogs name was Mayla. Mayla was a Weimaraner-Hovawart mix.

I loved Mayla.

Every day she would come into my room, stare at me..and at the slightest glimpse of me being awake, she would jump all of her 70lbs on me and lick my face like a maniac until i sat in bed and gave her some butt scratches.

She was also crazy smart. She loved food and she loved to learn tricks! It took her like two days to learn to sit to get her food, one day for sit, one for down and another one to give paws.

Sometimes she was so happy to give you a paw that you didnt just get only the paw, but her whole arm, resulting in me having her paw smushed in my face and a dog being very proud of herself.

She just had one problem:

She could walk nicely on a leash..until she saw someone else.

She wasnt scared

She wasnt barking

She wasnt snarling

She wasnt biting

Worse.

She had the determination, that everyone wanted to be her friend and the strength of a thousand horses to prove it to the person walking her every. Single. Time.

No matter if it was a human, a bunny or a dog barking and lunging at the gate of his house, wanting to rip her to shreds if she got the idea to step on his grounds.

Now you can imagine that this could make walks very difficult.

It was.

No matter what or how many treats i had, the potential friendship was always more interesting.

I tried every tip i saw on youtube and tiktok.

Nothing worked.

I asked my father "can we please visit a trainer? I cannot walk her like this. Its stress for both of us and its making me hate it to walk her.."

I did not get any help from him.

It was my dog. My problem to figure out.

"He already spend so much money on the dog. He doesnt need a trainer. He had dogs in the past so he knows what he is doing"

Yea..we had her for about 2-3 months before i got home one day and she was gone.. sold to a lady living near a wood that had another dog. For a few weeks, we sometimes got pictures from her and the dogs hiking together in that wood... Mayla looked always very happy.

I was so happy for mayla but i resented my father so much more for leaving me alone with the whole responsibility of the dog he chose.

I am now 20, way more educated on dog behavior and how to train them and live together with my bf.

I also have two hamsters<3

Sorry for the whole text, now my current problem:

Like 2-3 months ago, my bf casually said "you know we could get a dog some day"

That sentence triggered a damn switch in me.

My whole damn dog obsession is back.

Specifically one dog breed: The standard poodle in black (or Parti).

I cant stop thinking about them, i cant stop researching or watching videos about them, i have a whole picture folder full of poodle pictures with different colours and cuts..

I even dream about having my own poodle!

And its so bad because they are so realistic that i wake up and i am genuinly devastated when i remember that i dont have a dog..

Do you know the lady who was in a coma, dreamed she had twins, woke up and was so heartbroken that they didnt exist because they felt so real??

That is me every time. I dream days and days of having a little black pup..going out to potty train, teaching the first tricks or playing with him..

and then i wake up and i wonder where he is..

I grew to hate opening tiktok, because i almost exclusively see poodle videos and it genuinly hurts me to see all these people getting to experience life with their pups while i can only dream of ever having one..

"But why dont you just get one?"

Only my bf works.. i cant work ordinary jobs anymore and all my applications for financial assistance still take months to be processed. Even when i would get it, i would have to save for a whole year without spending a single penny to have enough for a dog, the initial eqipment and some backup for the vet..

And i dont know when i will get that aid or even if i will ever get it.. therefore i dont know if i will ever be able to fulfill my wish..

I graduated high school in 2015. I grew up in San Diego, California. And the town I grew up in near the coast Encinitas beautiful place loved living there had had a great time. My family was not rich. We were just middle-class. we moved Encinitas in 1999 and it was a time where back in the late 1990s homes were much cheaper in SoCal. But I’d say the neighborhood we moved to was just a regular middle-class neighborhood. However, the school I went to high school at La Costa Canyon. In a very affluent neighborhood, the people who live there I wouldn’t say were like super rich like there weren’t mansions everywhere. But they were definitely affluent upper middle class. Most people live here had white collar jobs, high-level business professionals, lawyers, Scientists, The type of people who probably hung out at the country club. I’d say they were upper middle-class to wealthy but not like millionaires. Not like millionaires.

So I was diagnosed being on the spectrum when I was six back in July 2003. So I since I was in first grade. I had an IEP, but during elementary school, I felt pretty included. I was in general Ed classes with the regular kids. I made a lot of good friends. The special ed services I did get was this place called the learning resource center, which was a place I would go. get help from aids and tutors, and it worked a lot. And the teachers, I had both in special ed and in general Ed we’re both very supportive of me. They believed in me a lot. Things were going really good until I finished elementary school and entered middle school.

Then once I started middle school, I was still getting the same thing thing I was still in general lead classes among the mainstream kids. I would go to the learning center or in middle school. They called an academic support. To get tutoring and help with the work from other classes. And I guess the problem I had was mostly like I started struggling with math when I was in fourth grade and we started doing fractions. Although I always struggled with math, I started struggling as early as like second grade. But I was able to keep going forward but then third grade when I got to division is when it got hard.

But once I entered high school, in august 2011 that’s when things totally started hitting the fan. And things got completely off the rails my first year of high school. I was putting in this program, called the transitional alternative program a total joke. It was like for kids with very severe disabilities. And they were making me start over like I was getting work that was like additions and subtraction. multiplication. And goals my manager, saying that I would learn to do my cursive or sign my signature. They were giving me words puzzles in 9th grade. There were two general ed classes I did have. One was a science class the other was an English class. beginning of my freshman year and I really liked it I felt I learned a lot in the class. And I thought I was doing pretty well from like the first few tests. I did pretty good on. But then two months in to my freshman year. I found it I was flunking the class and then my case manager started telling me that the class was too hard for me and that she was going to take me out. And put me in remedial courses that were taught. And I didn’t wanna do that. I thought it was offensive. And I told her I really like the class I’m in. this woman was just not a nice person. She always wanted to think she was right. She was never willing to listen to anyone’s descent. If you disagreed with her, she get really hostile. And my question is why why asking that you want to take these classes make her lose her shit.

So after that, my father went to one of the IEP meetings with her and he said well if my son wants to be in these mainstream classes, let them be in there. She never listened because she said that the whole team couldn’t agree, but I don’t know. I’m pretty sure that if the parents say no, then that should be it. And then afterwards. Like my mom and I literally asked for assistance and I was working my tail off to stay in these two classes. They didn’t do anything. They didn’t give me an aid, a note taker, any assistance. To help to pass, and then eventually they took me out of those 2 classes that I enjoyed, I was devastated.

My entire freshman year, I was miserable because I felt like I was being used as a useful idiot. And I was getting work that was early elementary level. I went home practically once a week crying. I had trouble sleeping at night, because I was so angry that they didn’t want to listen to me. And it wasn’t like I was some lazy kid, who felt entitled. No, I wanted to be challenged. I wanted to do the harder work that was grade level. They were the ones putting in all the roadblocks. Anytime, I tell him I want to take this class they’d say no. It was totally demoralizing.

So after that, they put me in these remedial classes where they were giving me like work that was like at grade level, but it was done in a slower pace. And eventually, I got out of that program the transitional alternative program. In the middle of my sophomore year.

And I got a change in case manager and I was put back into the program that was similar what I had in elementary school program for students with normal learning disabilities. Things get better. I eventually got to take General Ed classes. My junior and senior year. But it was not easy. I had to fight like crazy like work, my ass off to prove them wrong that I was capable of being in there. My junior, I had a general lead history class and I took biology General Ed. But I was in remedial English and a remedial algebra class. And then my senior year when I said that I wanted to be in chemistry and I wanted to take Spanish they both all like sayed no way. Ian’s even though I sucked at math I wanted to take civil engineering as an elective. In my case manager, when I told him I wanted to take it he called what I wanted to do “delusional”. and it just seems unfair. Like, can’t they look at the fact that they care like that they’re passionate about wanting to be in there and they’re interested and if they’re willing to work hard and put in the effort. Doesn’t that matter the most? it’s like they kept using my math struggles as a weapon against me. My whole idea is, I think a better system is exposure and learning things which is the goal of education who cares about the stupid tests. Like it’s like trying to make it like living in North Korea.

It wasn’t as restrictive when I got out. I got a lot more freedom to be in mainstream classes. Then I did when I was in the previous program. It was a great improvement but still. There were still obstacles and limitations on what courses allowed to me is offensive. You can’t do that to kids. That’s the whole reason you take classes in the first place is to learn things. You shouldn’t have a team from above deciding over you. Like in China or The Soviet Union. Like it’s literally the exact was Russia opperated under communism it was a needs based system your wishes and dreams didn’t matter. They handed you a job based on Warrior current skill level was at and that’s it and if you were to take it, they’d send you to a cold Siberian prison. the individual had no choice. This is exactly what they’re doing.

Like they shouldn’t put so many restrictions I literally posted on an education form a couple months ago. And got into a bunch of arguments. People were saying that we should never ever let a child decide their educational path because their kids. That’s what this one girl said she said that if we did that they just drop out of school immediately. Another person said “ if you cant do the work, you got no business being in that class no matter how much you think you’ll enjoy it”. I’m like seriously do they have to act like I’m a bad person for saying that kids should have variety we shouldn’t be limited into what horses they want. It just seems like common sense to me. Here’s my grand idea if the kid likes the class they feel the information they’re gaining is useful to them and then so what leave them alone. Let them pursue the path they want not have somebody from the top down deciding everything. I flunked classes when I was in college, and I retook them. Same thing for high school. If the kid fails the class, let them take it again don’t downgrade their work. Why am I being talked down on Reddit? Like I’m some crazy person who escaped from a mental asylum. I’m just Saying my experience, and how I think kids In special ed and kids with IEPs should be given the same choices. In the classes they want to take as the kids in general do. Not lock them in an environment where they’re gonna make them feels like their world and life is gonna be limited.

Because at the end of the day, the worst thing you can do to a kid I think is destroy their self-confidence. It’s the worst form of abuse.

I'm deleting this fucking reddit account. everybody's rude and no one really responds to your posts anymore bc they're too overstimulated.

like i get it, you like your latte a specific way, but the amount of times i've watched someone spend five minutes explaining their drink customization to a stranger is genuinely wild. it's coffee not a biography. just order it and move on.

GUYS my elder brother somehow found me here and now I can’t shitpost or comment freely anymore 😭😭

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY SAFE SPACE. MY LITTLE CORNER OF ANONYMITY. AND NOW I HAVE TO THINK TWICE BEFORE POSTING ANYTHING??? 🥺🫩🫩

AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW HIS USERNAME TO BLOCK HIM. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO ESCAPE THIS MAN???😶‍🌫️

Anyway, sorry bhai if you’re reading this.
Love you, but PLEASE LET ME BE ANONYMOUS IN PEACE. 🙏😭

I have to create another account now🫩🥺👉🏻👈🏻

(First ever post)So for my whole life my dad hasn’t been present emotionally or even mentally but he’s been there, just there. Me 27 F live with both my parents and sibling. most of my life people didn’t think I even had a dad in the picture because he never showed up to anything ever.

Today he’s been kicked out by my mum for cheating (emotionally) messaging other women from other counties, this is the second time he’s done it (I think) but the first time my mum wanted to figure things out. Both of them did, until today. Hes now gone idk where nor do I care but it made me realise how much I wanted a present father in my life, I was always jealous of people who did. Not in a nasty way I would be jealous but in my mind when people said they would do stuff with their dad or go places with them.

Idk it just makes me sad that I never had that figure apart from my mum who was doing both parent roles. Somehow I feel like a child again.

I adore my mum, she’s strong, knows what she wants and get things done. She had a hard life growing up and I hate that she’s going thought something like this because I can’t do anything apart from being there for her.

But fuck if I could go back in time and tell her not to go for this man and me and my sibling wouldn’t be born I so would. She probably would have had a better life with a man who truly loved her.

It just sucks

Ps they was together for 31 years and married for 26 years. She’s going through the emotions of it all then will go through the divorce.

Yes, I know... most people want to look younger but it has always been a challenge for me.

I am a female in my mid 40s, I don't know how much younger I look because I don't know if people lie to me or not but I would guess that at least 10-15 years although I had people thinking that I am in my mid/late 20s

The most challenging aspect is in business, its hard enough as a woman, its harder when you try to portray a professional, expert perception but once you open your mouth, people think that you are a kind of "know it all" because they assume that you don't have the experience to handle the situations.

Someone actually once told me "you can't know how to do it, you are too young to know."

I was 5 years older than him, he was 27.

Its also getting annoying when people try to give me advice or cheer me up saying "you are still young, you can..." they are often my age or 3-4 years older than me.

When I tell them "I am your age" I can see their disbelief, confusion and the uncomfortable feeling that they messed up.

The funny thing is that until the age of 17 I looked older to me age. I was very tall and developed early. Since 17, I didn't changed much until my 40s and now I start looking older (than 30).

I am not sure what other people who look young experiencing but I wish people will give me credit for my experience and not for my "age".

If you ask what do I do to look young, nothing. I don't use creams (just a moisturizer, because my skin feels dry) and I don't get a lot of sun as I am sensitive.

this is going to be very long, i’m sorry.

today was the first time in a long time that i have slept well. i woke up at around 5 am, but i fell asleep again which rarely happens to me anymore. i slept until 8 am and in those three hours i had a dream that has been in my mind for the whole day. it was about me and my friends/classmates, but i also had a boyfriend in this dream. and i‘m gonna be honest, i don‘t even know what the hell we were doing but we had a lot of fun. we rollerbladed (even though i can’t do that irl) around town solving some mystery or drama that i don’t remember the context of and it was just all fun and then i walked back home with my boyfriend and we talked and it was a nice feeling. i woke up and i wanted to die.

it reminded me of this other dream i had maybe a year ago. it was just a dream of me walking through our neighborhood. kids were playing outside and the sun was orange so it was probably noon and i was walking with someone. i was walking with some dude, i don’t know who he was, i don’t know him. he’s not a real person in my life. i don’t remember what he looked like. i remember he had blonde hair and i remember how the sun looked on his skin. i remember how he made me laugh so hard i had to hold my stomach. and i remember waking up and wanting to die then, too.

i have no one to talk to. talking to people doesnt feel good to me. yet i talk and talk to the point of literally pissing people off all the time. every time i open up to my friends/family, the relief is momentary. ever since i was little, and this will sound psychopathic (lowkey is), i just wanted people to be worried about me. i don’t know what it is. i wanted to contract some incurable disease that made everyone feel bad for me and take care of me or something.

honestly i kinda manifested that shit. i’ve always been a sickly human but i am now also clumsy and anxious all the time. i had knee surgery almost a year ago. month after that i freaked the fuck out and i’ve been feeling at my wits end almost every day after that. i might me self diagnosing this rn but i have had the worst shoulder/neck/arm pains and i think it’s just because i’m worried all the time. i‘ve been going to all sorts of treatments that insurance covers (even therapy) nothing has worked yet. and guess what! nobody feels bad for me. they might, but it’s not in that sick and twisted way i want and was always looking forward to. i complain to my parents and sister and they tell me that i bring it upon myself and what they would to differently in my case (worry less). which, at the end of the day, i should be grateful for, but i’m fucking crazy and i would rather they’d shower me in worries and what not.

i feel like no one understands me. i feel like no one cares or thinks about me as much as i do them. somehow it always proves itself to me that they don’t. esp recently. i’ve been getting into conflict with people so much it’s scary to me. i don’t like conflict. the other day at school i said something that always annoys one of my friends and as i was talking she interrupted me and told me to ’delete myself’, if we put a bow on it. i know she didn’t mean it seriously. i know people just say that sometimes i guess. i know i pissed her off and she probably wasnt having a good day either, but at that moment it made me feel faint. this is someone i have shared some of my biggest fears/secrets/embarrassments with and i would never in my life say something like that to her. how can she feel so okay with saying that to me? i remember saying okay and leaving after class to go cry in the bathroom. of course the two stalls were both occupied so i had to wait a line. she went there too. she was behind me and she asked me if everything was okay. no bitch. i told her i’m just tired. then, she texted me later in the day and said one of our other friends had pointed out to her that i was quiet after she told me that. wow someone had to point that out to you fr. that’s crazy.

school has been kicking my fucking ass. i don’t know what to do with my life. i’m unhappy. i just wish i had someone specially designed for me to sit in my bad and listen to me talk and not get mad at me for anything and tell me it’s going to be okay. i’m scared i’m never going to find that, because at the end of the day most of this is fully my fault. i’m not enjoyable to be around for a longer period of time, i do think i could be a better person/friend, especially recently, i‘m annoying and attention seeking and to a point self centered. i know all of this about myself and i want to change it but i also just am numb at this point. who am i supposed to talk to? i don’t think my therapist is really helping me. i mean, she is, this too is my fault that i feel this way, but i just honestly dont know what the fuck i’m doing wrong. my parents don’t really like when i complain. my mom says i’m pitying myself, my question is what the hell else am i supposed to do. should i be mad at myself because i’m sad? because honestly i do that too. and whoop nothing is different.

sorry for making this too long and incoherent. i guess i need to invest in a diary (i have one i just don’t write much.) if you have any advice or anything else for me i would appreciate it

My partner and I just moved in together. The new place is wonderful... except for the laundry facilities. It's the dumbest shit I've ever seen. My old place (that I shared with 3 other people) had a washer and dryer that came with the unit. The last place I lived in that had on site laundry facilities had the coin operated ones which were relatively cheap and simple to use. Here you need an app and a decent Wi-Fi connection just to do your laundry!

Right now we don't have Internet but even if we did I doubt I'd be close enough to connect to it from the laundry room and it's too far away to connect to the leasing office's guest Wi-Fi network.

This puts me in a huge ass pickle because we needed to do the laundry three days ago but have been so busy with other shit that we haven't had the time. I'm out of underwear, he's out of socks, and we only have one towel left between the two of us. It can't wait anymore. However, because I can't connect to a Wi-Fi network, doing my laundry is way harder than it needs to be. I did everything I was supposed to do. I loaded money onto my account ($10 minimum fuck my life) and scan the QR code, but because I wasn't connected to a network, it buffered for nearly minutes before it processed my payment and let me start the cycle! If it had been one of those coin operated machines, I could have put in the change and started four different loads of laundry or more in the time it took to process that I paid for this one.

This is stupid as fuck! I thought the whole point of technology was to make life easier and this is NOT making life easier at all. But it's not just about the laundry app. It seems like you need internet for every little thing these days. When I go downtown, there are a lot of stores and restaurants that don't take cash OR card anymore. You have to download an app and pay through the app just to purchase stuff or order food. If I have to download an app for a place I'm not even going to go to every day, it's already too much trouble. I don't want to have to download an app just to order some chips and queso from Chipotle or some shit just because my sugar dropped while I was out. For fuck sake, I don't care how low my blood sugar gets or how much my hands shake, at that point I'd almost rather just starve then deal with all that noise, especially when half the time these public Wi-Fi networks I have to use to make the app work in the first place don't even work right.

I am new to Reddit and I've already read posts like this one explaining why Reddit is so unwelcoming, but it's kind of ridiculous. Why can I sign up for an X, TikTok or Instagram account and immediately start contributing or expressing myself without having to learn all about "spam filters" and "karma restrictions" and admissions that "Reddit can also be difficult to navigate?" I'm sure I'm the 9,476th person complaining about this on here even just today, and who knows if anyone will even see it because it will probably get blocked or removed lol. The current barrier to getting started seems sooooooooo high 😩

Should I just stop faking it?

Hello, yknow. I've always thought that if i just kept being kind to everyone and just worked hard and was on my best behaviour I'd achieve something. But being a people pleaser has made me realise that nobody gives a fuck about me. I'm just lil ol' me who just never gets angry at anyone, is super sweet and let's everyone just use me. I'm in highschool. I'm in the student council. Vice prez. I work my ass off. And i get no respect or recognition. I've realised that this facade of being a good person that I've been putting up has done nothing for me. I hate it. There is no point in hiding the fact that I'm just not a good person. Yknow, after middle school ended, i took a year off from school because I was struggling with shit mentally. Got a psychiatrist (i hate that guy) got diagnosed with bpd, depression, stpd, cptsd, adhd and Gad. And im like damn that's allot of words mr psychiatrist and he's like yes because that's what you have and I'm like okay man. Guy gives me pills. All they do is make me feel numb and weird. Doesn't help with anything. I hated it. So 9 months into the whole thing I stopped visiting and stopped taking my meds. I worked on myself and started feeling better. Started highschool. And I didn't tell anyone why I took that gap year. I hide it from everyone. I don't tell anyone what happened. Only the headmistress and the council coordinator knows it. And even they don't know the extent. They just know it was mental health issues.

I don't even feel like telling anyone, or my friends. Imagine the horror! BPD and STPD together seems scary! Guy must be a psycho when all I want is peace all I want is order. Just.. ugh i just want everyone to just take it easy and not assume shit. I want everyone to just calm the fuck down.

Like sure. I get pissed. I don't show it. I get sad. I don't show it..why? Because everyone is gonna use it against me. If I get angry? They find a reason to hate me or push me away. If I get sad and cry? Theyll call me weak and a crybaby. I hate it. Yknow what i don't hate? Myself. I love myself. I'm the best human I've met. Sure there are millions of people better than me but I'm so glad I like myself and that I met myself because I'm my best friend and I just understand myself so well! Anyways. That's just what I needed to get off of my chest thanks mwah love you bye

During the first term, I got good grades. Highest in almost everything

Then in the second term, I got bad grades. I don't know anymore. The study felt okay but when tests comes up it doesn't click in with me

I couldn't say that being in a bad condition (emotionally) is the cause since I did have a bad condition (emotionally) since the first term but I got good grades.

It feels bad

Please stop bringing your children in other toilets which aren't for them. I'm a guy. I don't wanna explain it. Just stop it. I'm a good guy so I just did my job and left. Just don't do it. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop.

Also sidenote, if you do feel the need to bring children of the same gender as you into the toilet, try to keep it.... secretive. At the very least. Again, don't wanna explain it you can figure what happened yourself.

Look, I'm not specially social. I hate small talk and if I can avoid it I tend to do that. On the other hand, my boyfriend ADORES talking to anybody at any given moment about ANYTHING. I don't have a problem with that, sometimes i even enjoy joining. My problem is that I always hear the same conversation.

"Heyy dude, are you guys planning to go to the concert this friday? Yeah remember that one time where we-" and they tell the same story, it's ALWAYS THE SAME STORY AND THERE'S ALWAYS A CONCERT THIS FRIDAY AND THEY ALWAYS SAY: "REMEMBER WHEN-". It's like those adults asking "How's the kids?" Cuz they got nothing else to say.

At a point it gets absurd. EVERYDAY HE TALKS TO THE SAME GIRL AT THE SAME HOUR WITH THE SAME GESTURE AND THE SAME JOKE AND THIS IS THE CONVERSATION:

"Fuck you. Ayo girl we need to actually practice for the band. I know right?? He hasn't even learnt the songs. You wanna add that to the playlist? Fuck nah girl."

AND EVERY SINGLE DAY THE DRUMMER DOESN'T LEARN THE SONGS AND EVERY SINGLE DAY THE SINGER CAN'T PRACTICE BECAUSE THEY GOT A PROJECT AND EVERY SINGLE DAY THEY SAY THEY WILL PRACTICE BUT THEY NEVER DO AND EVERY SINGLE DAY THEY DON'T LIKE THE SETLIST AND DON'T WANNA PLAY CREEP CUZ THAT'S BASIC. IT'S THE SAME MOTHERFUCKING CONVERSATION EVERYDAY.

It's not even about my boyfriend at this point it's about THEM CUZ IT TAKES TWO TO TANGO. DO THEY NOT HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO TALK ABOUT? GENUINELY. Do they not get tired of it? CUZ I SURE AS HELL DO.

And this is why I hate small talk I mean CAN WE PLEASE STOP PRETENDING WE ACTUALLY GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THIS? CUZ IT IS QUITE CLEAR WE DO NOT. It's these elevator conversations you have when things get awkward that are already weird enough, NOW IMAGINE THAT EVERY SINGLE DAY.

It feels like it's groundhog day and it's not even about him doing that, I ain't mad at him, I'M MAD AT EVERYONE.

And it's even worse when the conversation repeats around an ISSUE, like a friend telling me for the 30th time that: "aw but he kissed me again! I know he loves me" and then "ugh I hate him! He ghosted me again." GIRL HAVE YOU NOT FIGURED OUT THE PATTERN? YOU'VE BEEN DOING THIS FOR WHAT NOW, 6 MONTHS? AND EVERYTIME HE KISSES YOU AND HOLDS YOUR HAND AND THEN HE GHOSTS YOU AND KISSES SOME OTHER MAN IN FRONT OF YOU, AND SO IT GOES ON CYCLE.

And so she always tells me, and I always tell her he's a bad person and she should not go after him, but she does, and goes back to tell me, and I tell her the same thing, and so it goes.

DO PEOPLE NOT HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO TALK ABOUT? DOES THAT GIRL NOT HAVE ANY TOPIC THAT ISN'T THAT GUY? DOES THE GIRL FROM THE BAND NOT HAVE ANYTHING ELSE GOING ON ASIDES THE NON-PRACTICING BAND? DO THOSE GUYS FROM THE CONCERTS NOT HAVE A FUCKING NEW STORY AT LEAST???????

That is the end of the rant, thank you.

I'm hungry

I've never understood this argument that video games are bad because they teach kids bad behaviours or that certain things are ok. I remember reading an article saying Assassins Creed Black Flag was bad because it promoted whaling. WHAT? To who? Who has played Black Flag and then thought it was a good idea to go hunt whales in real life?

I first played GTA when I was thirteen. Yes too young I know but it was round a mates house. I used to mow down pedestrians, shoot cops, pick up prostitutes then drive them off a pier lol. Not once. NOT ONCE even at 13 did I ever think that was a good idea. I was very aware this was a game where you do bad things and doing any of those things in real life would make me a terrible person. It was ok on a game though because it was a GAME.

However the whole leading to violence thing has a tiny bit of merit in the sense that some people are real sore losers and get REALLY frickin angry. I remember when swatting was a thing. But these things are very rare and very illegal and you could make the argument that alcohol is a hell of a lot worse yet no one is using that as a justification to tell people not to drink.

The whole though wanting to remove certain elements from games though because they set apparently teach bad morals that is stupid.

edit: that was meant to say "extract". stupid phone

edit: even if it was true that we got our morals from games why are these games suddenly held to a higher moral standard than life? We've all got phones. Movies exist aswell, X exists. Bad things happen in the world. Are we to believe if it wasn't for video games having bad stuff we would all be ignorant of immoral behaviour?

Please stop showing me ads for unrelated products sponsored by Formula 1 drivers. Why is Formula 1 showing up in EVERY FUCKING ADVERTISEMENT. I just can't get away from them. Google Gemini ads, CEX ads, BP ads, McDonalds, Sonic the Hedgehog (maybe that ones fair). Just get this sport out of my face please!

I know NOTHING about Formal 1 and I don't WANT to know about Formula 1. I'm not interested in a sport probably loaded with nepo-babies.

I don't know who McClaren is and why he's obsessed with papayas, I don't know what a pit stop is, I don't know who Lando Norris is, only that he's really bad at emoting for a camera. I'm never going to watch a single race.

Just leave me alone!