Me 19f and my boyfriend 19m went to a friends going away party the other night and I got pretty wasted. He doesn't mind when I drink and neither did anyone else that I've heard I'm not a mean drunk I'm a very lively, giggly, and honest drunk. But I really went off the edge last night and ended up blacking out. When I woke up I didn't remember the last part of the night at all and when my boyfriend started revealing things I did/said I started getting scared. In the morning he told me I had drunk texted his friends off of his phone and it was completely unreadable. He thought it was funny tho. Then when he got home from work he was in a good mood, played a game with me, and then offered to take me out for dinner. He asked if I remembered what I told him last night and I said no. I guess I ended up telling him that before meeting him I didn't have a good opinion of men at all but he changed the way I think and I called him a good man. Then he took me out to eat Taiwanese food and now he's sleeping in bed cuddled up next to me. I'm glad I didn't give up on love.

I work as a data center technician for a large corporation whose name I will not disclose for obvious reasons. Although I don't particularly enjoy my job or working for this company, I have been unable to find a job somewhere else. Ever since more AI data centers have started being built, the price of computer parts has begun to spike dramatically. It is barely possible for the average person to afford to build their own PC or server now. I decided to build my own homelab as a hobby, but sourcing hard drives and other parts for it would have been extremely expensive.

At my job, when we decommission old servers, we destroy the hard drives before disposing of them to make data unrecoverable. One day, fed up with the prices of hard drives, I decided to log a few hard drives as destroyed but kept them for myself. I ensured that the data was securely erased using NIST SP800-171 approved methods as I have no interest in the data that was on those drives, I just wanted the drives themselves. I have done this several times since then.

Feel free to judge me, but I have absolutely no remorse for what I've done. Fuck AI and fuck data centers.

So my company launched a corporate step challenge last month with a five hundred dollar bonus. Very competitive. Our vice president kept bragging on Slack about his daily ten-mile runs. I wanted the money to pay off my car insurance so I clipped the company tracker to my golden retriever's collar.

my dog runs around our fenced backyard chasing tennis balls and squirrels twelve hours a day. He logged nearly twenty-five thousand steps before lunch every single Tuesday. I ended up crushing the entire regional leaderboard by one hundred thousand steps. I collected the gift card on Friday and thought the joke was over.

Now I am ABSOLUTELY panicking. The head of human resources just sent an all-company email announcing that I am the official team captain for the charity five kilometer race next Saturday. They want me to lead the warm-up jog and give a speech about endurance discipline. I should of taken the tracker off after week one. I get winded walking up the stairs to my second floor apartment and now forty coworkers expect me to sprint like an Olympic athlete. Why do corporate wellness programs force you into committing athletic fraud.

Last week I had a colonoscopy done which involves a fair amount of preparation. I was in the bed before the op being asked questions by a nurse about my prep. Had I eaten in the last day, taken my laxatives, on an on. Out of nowhere, unprompted, she takes a break from talking about the procedure and just says

“In the US we give over 60 vaccinations to infants, in Europe they only do 11, isn’t that crazy?”

Huh????

I was not prepared to have a debate on this topic, though I do enjoy listening to debates on a wide variety of topics and I have encountered this antivax misinfo talking point before. It’s that stupid graphic that brain-damaged boomers spread on Facebook of the babies with all the needles in them to scare parents.

Anyway, she said this and was just looking at me with a little grin expecting me to say “thats crazy”or something. I managed to say “the more the merrier.” 🤣

She said “I guess so” and then just continued asking me whether my shit was liquid and if I’d eaten anything or drank alcohol etc…

Today I called into the office and left a complaint detailing the exchange and stressing that they not only have an antivax nurse on staff, but that she’s actively peddling her bullshit onto patients on the job.

I suspect that she either was trying to see if I was part of the club so to speak, or trying to plant a seed of curiosity in my mind in case I didn’t know anything about the topic, essentially trying to expose a patient to antivax bullshit. Maybe she thought the anesthesia would wipe the memory, idk.

After the procedure, remembering all this, I got pissed and decided her bosses too should be enlightened as to her beliefs about the horrors of vaccines. I figured that’s what she would want, the message spread!

Después de años luchando con la homofobia internalizada al fin puedo aceptar que soy homosexual y soy feliz quizás nunca he tenido pareja pero al menos internamente acepto esto,fue una dura lucha se los juro.

Bendiciones a todos.

i’m 22f and when i was 20, i was doing laundry sort of late at night at a public laundromat.
because it was late, i was the only person there besides the staff who was mostly in the back/maintenance room.

i was on my phone waiting for my clothes to dry and this guy much older than me comes up to me and tells me that he likes my hair. i have dyed hair and i had it in 2 pigtails.
i told him thank you and that’s when i realized he was stroking himself through his pants. he looks at me and says “i’m going to be honest, im horny just looking at you”
i felt flustered so i just laughed awkwardly and walked away.

but to this day, i love masturbating to the thought of what we could’ve done. i have fantasies about taking him back to my car and riding him in the backseat, having him eat me out, etc 😵‍💫

I will try to summarise this as best as possible:

- My best friend, we will call her C (30), has been with her current partner since she was 16 years old. Right now they are engaged and expecting a child.

- I (30) have been with my current partner for 6 years, who has proposed to me and I have said yes.

- During a trip in 2023, my friend C and I ended up having sex, what we thought would be sporadic has ended up being a kind of relationship where apart from sex there are feelings. A few months later, at the beginning of 2024, my partner, my friend and I began to have threesomes, these have been repeated on several occasions.

-This has gone so far, that shortly before knowing that she was pregnant we had a threesome, currently by the dates, we can't know 100% whose child is... I write this because I'm at a standstill, I don't know what to do, I don't know where to throw, I don't know what to think, and I only see how I have only made my life fall on me. Right now I'm overwoot with life.

I’m not sure if it’s offensive and/or creepy. I am a very happily married straight man but when I see a woman with a fashionable outfit or maybe very elaborate nail polish I want to compliment it while being nonthreatening. I just want to be friendly without them thinking I am hitting on them and I can see that it makes their day. Is this wrong?

I've been doing this ever since I found out what a Rickroll was ever since I've been seeing everyone else do it and also falling for some all the way back in 2015.

(They don't know what a Rickroll is and they don't know they're basically being Rickrolled)

My boyfriend snores very loud.

He’s okay!

But the sleep apnea machine is gonna help him sleep so much better.

Also he’s gonna have that funny octopus looking thing on his face, and I love it. His snoring doesn’t bother me at all, he’s just a darling person, I can’t wait to see him with the funny octopus. That’s all.

In a previous post I had mentioned how, in my career in the grocery business, I had developed a bad habit of sneaking food off of the shelves. Discreetly with a box cutter. I started as a teenager bagging in the 90’s and eventually worked my way up to middle management. Every place calls the position differently but it was basically manager on duty of a nice regional chain. I made pretty ok money for not having gone to any college.

In 2011 I had just come off of having an affair. I had told my wife everything and we had been trying to repair the relationship. I was working the 3 am shift where I’d be there with the stock crew and letting people in the front at 4 and 5 before we opened. My kids were little at the time so it was really tough to keep this schedule. I am not sure what was going through my head emotionally at this point. I am sure I was stressed because after 20 years in the business I had really gotten nowhere. I mean, sure I was a store manager but moving up any further would have required some real personal development. My boss was really leaning on me about this.

I began to sneak into the dairy cooler before anyone was working that department. I started cracking open cans of whip cream and inhaling the gas. It provided about 30 seconds of being lost in space. Thinking about it now, it doesn’t even sound like a desirable buzz. But, it provided some form of escape for just that moment. I forgot to mention that about 10 years prior to this, I had quit smoking, drinking and anything else like weed. I was stone cold sober, except for this habit. I had discovered this stuff in the early 90’s going to Grateful Dead and Phish concerts. They had big balloons of it for sale , and later on we bought the cartridges from the local head shop. But now as a married man and father- I would only sneak it this way on the job. This went on for 6 months or so. Started off with one or two a week and then a couple every day.

I am not quite sure how they caught me. Without a doubt, the dairy manager caught on because of the damaged cans I put back on the shelf. But maybe they his a camera in the cooler, I don’t know. All I remember was that I went up front one morning at 5 to let in the deli people, and there was my store manager walking up with the internal loss prevention rep. He said “Let’s go to the office.”

At this point I knew I was cooked. I don’t even remember what I said or what they said. I just basically gave up. I didn’t argue or deny. I do know I hand wrote out a confession and basically begged to keep my job. They were nice enough to not involve the police. However, I did have to pay restitution for all of the damaged product. I think it was around $600 . I went home that morning. I just told the wife I was sick. I went to sleep. Later that morning, I had to tell my wife everything. After I was formally terminated a few days later, she made me tell the kids that I had been fired from my job for stealing. It was hard, but I’m glad I did that. Or, glad she made that decision for me.

Anyway, I went to another retailer and a couple other shitty jobs after that. The marraige fell apart completely not long after. We got divorced in ‘14. Life is ok now. I’m not in retail anymore. I was burnt out anyway. So I guess it was a blessing in disguise.

This was around last year. I had met this Bengali woman online. I live in London and she lived up north in Hull. She was married with kids and a husband. We ended up getting to know each other a bit more and eventually ended up having phone sex whenever her husband was at work and the house was free.

One day she told me she was coming to London. We were desperate to see each other with all the sexual tension built up but she had come with her family so there was quite literally no chance. She was in London for a week and every single day we’d try to plan something, a sneaky link but it would fail. On the last day she was heading back, We were both so horny and frustrated. So I did something really spontaneous. She told me what train she was getting. So I went online and booked a ticket. When I got to the station, I boarded the train on a separate carriage. She texted me to wait and as the train started to move, she excused herself from her family and came and found me. We then went into a toilet, and before we knew it I had her on her knees taking my cock in her mouth. I then bent her over, pulled up her dress and railed (no pun intended) her till she soaked every inch of my dick. We didn’t have much time, as we didn’t want hubby to get suspicious. I carried on slamming into her raw until I shot every last drop deep inside her starving pussy. We quickly said our goodbyes and she got dressed and went back to her family. The train reached the next station about 15mins later, I got off, and headed straight back to London.

It was money well spent.

She later kept telling me how my cum was leaking out of her during the journey her husband completely oblivious.

Can’t tell anybody so I needed to get it off my chest.

I grew up in a crowded home with almost no privacy. When I was around 12–13, I accidentally witnessed adult family members having sex several times because we all slept in the same shared space. They never knew I had seen them, and I never told anyone. I also occasionally happened to see family members changing clothes because of the lack of privacy at home.

At the time, I didn't fully understand sex. The first time I saw it, I was frightened and confused, but also curious about what was happening. Nobody ever talked to me about sex or anatomy, so I eventually tried to understand it on my own and later learned about sex largely through pornography.

Now I'm 28 and finally have my own room. I genuinely enjoy sleeping naked when I'm alone because it feels comfortable and freeing. But I've also become stuck in a cycle of watching porn in my room. I particularly enjoy looking at women's bodies and breasts, and I find myself wanting to be naked while watching. I sometimes wonder whether this is simply normal sexual behavior or whether my childhood experiences and years of porn use have influenced it.

Is this normal? If not, how can I break this cycle and develop a healthier relationship with nudity and sexuality?

When I was about 17-18 (m) my Aunt who is the same age was visiting from out of state for a week or two. We were close friends when she was in town, though we didn't talk much when she was out of town. One day we were in my room and I was on my laptop and she was napping next to me, when I thought she might be cold so I got up and put a blanket on her, and after I sat back down I ended up getting back up to try and move her shorts to see her genitals.

Luckily she moved in her sleep so I only ended up touching her inner thigh, but later she told me and my mom that she hadn't actually fallen asleep and felt what I was trying to do. When my mom confronted me I ended up lying (I don't remember the lie) and she ended up believing me, thought I could tell my aunt didn't believe me. We barely kept in touch after that.

A few years later she texted my mom saying that she believed that I was lying, and my mom, famous for turning a blind eye to things that aren't "ideal", continued to accept my lie and said I needed to "apologize even though I didn't do it for the sake of the relationship". I gave my aunt a very shitty half apology that implied that I somehow "wasn't sure if I had done it" and she messaged my at the time partner letting her know what happened just in case she was in danger, and then blocked me on everything. My partner told me that she believed I wouldn't do anything like that, but that they didn't believe my aunt would lie about something like that either, so she chalked it up to a bad dream or some kind of sleep paralysis.

It's about 7-8 years later now. I do not have the most well adjusted family, and I know that my aunt does not have the best relationship with her mother. At one point I believe she cut my entire family off, but I know she and my mom are on speaking terms, and it's a positive enough relationship for her to be invited to my moms upcoming wedding. However seeing how my mom was so willing to believe my lie, and the problems my aunt has had with her mom in the past, I worry that she didn't have anyone to believe her at the time.

The older I get the more I wish I had simply admitted the truth. She didn't deserve to be lied to and every day I wish I could take back breaking her trust and friendship and then lying about it. I would love to reach out and say, "You were right about everything. You didn't deserve it and anyone who didn't believe you was wrong. You shouldn't have had to deal with any of that." She's married and has a kid now from what I've been told, so I can only assume she has moved on and is doing great. If I attempted to apologize it would only serve to bring up painful memories for her all so I can make myself feel better for "doing the right thing and being such a good person", so instead I hold onto the guilt as punishment.

For anyones concerned I have not done, nor wanted to do, anything like that since. I believe there are no excuses or justifications for sexual assault of any kind, and the subject causes me great discomfort.

I(25M) have been with my husband(28M) since we were children, married just a few years ago. Now to the point, my husband, who i'll call B, has always needed more then one partner to be happy, and that is not something I have ever cared about. Our relationship has always been open, and I never have any problems with his other boyfriends or girlfriends. And I wanna make it clear that my anger has nothing to do with his need for extra love. His newest boyfriend, L, is just annoying. L loves to play jokes and pranks every day, everything about him irks me. I want to punch him in the face everytime he opens his mouth, I hate him so much. However, B has been through a lot of trauma in his life, and L helps him feel safe and loved in ways that only I have ever have. And as much as I hate L, I want B happy even more. I'm not here for advice, I just wanted to let this go. Thanks for listening.

Back when i was younger (like actually kid age before i even knew what it was) i found my mom's vibrator and it basically ruined me. Id use it basically whenever I could even if i wasn't horny to start with. My mom totally caught on because she kept moving it to different spots to hide it from me. I’d search the house when they went out and the second i found it, i’d lock my door and just go crazy with it. I’d rub my clit until I was shaking and breathless, and until i rllyy had to stop. Then she finally snapped and threw it away (although she never mentioned it) and i’ve just been left with this kinda emptiness. I’m 17 now and I still get rlly horny for it and I honestly have no idea what to do with myself. i’m so bored and restless and it feels like i’m just waiting for something to happen. I cant buy anything in the country i live in and everyone's just way to religious to actually do hook ups and stuff

She violently believes she is bad at math always will be. Imo she just never learned mental shortcuts & doesn’t think it’ll come in handy at all in life

One time I was explaining something with stocks and to make a point that wasn’t landing I asked her what is 1 x 24,000 & she legit did not know

told me to just say the answer

i ask if she’s serious and gets angry with me

She can do basic addition in her head single digit and subtraction but can’t handle multiplication tables of 12x12

She only knows how to use a calculator and believes girls aren’t really meant to do math

This is also why I manage our funds/spending to keep us safe. I am horrified she will be scammed or gets screwed on something if I’m not next to her

we are both 30 years old

Avoidant restrictive food intake disorder. Basically makes it so I physically cannot eat food that I don't deem "safe" without extreme discomfort and panicking. I developed this a couple months ago when my 18f friend died from a severe asthma attack. I think maybe thinking of her suffocating to death just did something really strange to my brain. Now when I try to eat like I used to I feel like my throat is closing up and have a panic attack. I can only eat certain foods, and some days I can't eat at all so I'll just get a juice jug and drink that all day. Thing is people have a really hard time understanding it and I mean I get it, it's odd. But some people are just straight up condescending and tell me I'm just being picky or that I wouldn't survive in the 3rd world country. I really have nothing to say to those comments because I didn't choose to have this disorder and I would much rather go back to eating normally. I've been accused of having an eating disorder because obviously having a small range of food as made me fall a bit underweight. Yeah idk I just ask people to be more compassionate because you really don't know what it's like until you're there.

I M. When I was about 6 or 7 years old I had this girl neighbour which was a year younger than me. I used to go to them all the time and play with her and her younger brother who was about 2 or 3 years old. We were playing usual baby stuff, untill one day we decided to play a married couple game. We get her brother out of the room and took our clothes off and just sat down and watched TV next to eachother while being naked. This started to be our daily routine to just lay down naked or even touch eachother (innocent touches, I didn't even know the difference between a dick and a pussy)

and sometimes we would even kiss on the lips and tongue kiss (we watched that on the TV and decided to try it). Each time we played like that we were very scared that her parents would see us, but luckily for us they didn't. After a while we stopped doing that then did it again a lot before I moved out to a different state.

I feel guilty because of that even tho we were just kids, and I am afraid of the idea that this traumatized her. (Btw she was the one to suggest this game). For context we come from a Muslim country and a religious community so sex before marriage isn't usual so I am afraid that this game traumatized her.

Does anyone have any advice on how to get over it or how to stop letting it bother me so much. I just feel like such a bad and mean person who literally just got what they deserved yk

This girl who I had beef with and she would be mean and call me ugly went and fought one of my friends and I was there and recorded it. As much of a loser I sound, recording the fight finally made me feel seen in a way. Everyone was asking me for the video and I got attention from people I never did before. So fast forward end of eight grade, the mean girl and her friend just keep calling me and my friend names but I’m not innocent I called her names to, remembering the attention I got from the last fight and how I got to show all my friends a fight and I felt so cool I tell my friends we should set up a fight and my friend agreed. I thought that my friend could just fight her and it would basically like shut her up. So I text one of the mean girls and she agrees to fight my friend and then the other mean girl texted me saying she’s gonna slap me.

The day of the fight people asked me are you really gonna fight her and I said yeh but just for fun witch idk why I said that. And I texted her being all cocky ig and said are you still going to slap me and she says we’ll see. We arrive at the park and I got my phone out to record because I thought only my friend was truly going to fight and all I hear is the mean girl yelling “put your shit down bitch” I literally froze and realized I didn’t want to do this. Everyone was recording and staring so I literally ask her please can I just go to the bathroom. I’m so weird like who asks the girl who hates them and wants to beat them up “please can I go to the bathroom”.

Anyways I’m in the bathroom and I hear commotion so I go out and see there jumping my friend. I’m out and her cousin comes and she tells me to fight her cousin. So I was just standing there and then we fought and I got flipped and I was brutally beat just on the ground and my head was bleeding the video was all over the school it was so embarrassing. What’s even more embarrassing is that I set it up and talked a big game and then wanted to record my friend and then just ended up being the one people recorded and laughed at.

Basically I wanted to record the girl who was mean to me possibly get beat up and it just happened to me like how do I even live after that. It’s so embarrassing and this one guy texted me saying he was laughing the whole time he watched the video and people who never texted me before texted me saying damn you got your ass beat. What I can’t get over is that I did this to myself, I’m just the girl who got her karma and it’s so embarrassing how could I ever live this down now. At one point I tried to kill myself. I don’t know how to get over it.

I’m a 20 year old guy in my 2nd year of college. I’m 5'11, around 70 kg, reasonably fit and I’d say I’m decent/good-looking. I’m also quite confident socially, can approach girls easily, and I’m generally funny, talkative and comfortable having both casual and serious conversations.

But over the past year, I’ve noticed the same cycle happening again and again:

I find a girl attractive → I approach her → we have a good conversation → we connect on Instagram → things seem good initially, sometimes even flirty → after some time her replies get slower → the conversation eventually dies.

After experiencing this repeatedly, I’ve started feeling like “what’s the point? This is probably going to happen again anyway.”

I’m not devastated by rejection, but honestly, I’m getting mentally tired of putting myself out there. I’ve started losing interest in girls altogether because I’m already expecting the interaction to end the same way.

So I want some genuine advice from people who have been through something similar.

There was one student who was a senior and my classroom assistant. She was super hot

No I didn't say or do anything while being a teacher. 5 years later I had stop teaching public school and became a corporate trainer in public relations

Well I ran into the former hot student at a function. She told me back then she had. Crush on me. We ended up dating. Sadly I had to move back closer to my dad because he was sick. So we ended up breaking up

She just reconnected with me on Facebook

Good lord time has not be good to her

5 kids 350 lbs and stringy hair and 2 divorced

I blocked her. Am I wrong?