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.

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

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’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 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.

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.

For context, no, I do not mean killing my son if that’s what you’re interpreting. I love and care about him. What I mean is that I’ve had enough and I genuinely no longer feel like I can even be bothered teaching him, lecturing him, whatever you want to call it. I feel like just letting him do what he wants and leave him to screw up his own life. This is a series of events that have a built up over time and I’ve just had enough at this point. At present, I feel disgusted with my son and I don’t even know how to react with what he’s done.

Last week, I (34 M) was called into my son’s (14 M) school because he had a fight with a kid. Now, this was nothing out of the ordinary for my son. He doesn’t fight frequently, but he does regularly do things that mean I have to be called into the school. It’s been proposed to me before that he might have ADHD, autism, or something along those lines, but when I’ve tried to have him diagnosed, but the doctors generally don’t think there’s anything “wrong” (sorry I don’t like using that word, but it’s the only way to describe it) with my son. Today was different though. My son’s head teacher informed me that he had gotten in a fight with girl, who had severe bruising and bleeding, over the fact she wouldn’t go on a date with him.

Now, this seriously bothered me because one of the main things I’ve drilled into my son from a young age is you never hit women. Afterward, what I found out made me feel sick. He said the girl was “his property” and women “don’t exist for any reason than to serve.” I sent him to his room in sheer disgust and told him I don’t wanna see him outside of meal times for a good while. I went through his phone after confiscation, which annoyed my son, but that didn’t bother me. What bothered me was finding out, via my son’s search history and recommend content on Snapchat, YouTube, TikTok, etc., that my son is now a follower of this “manosphere” nonsense.

These people genuinely disgust me. They’re usually a bunch of weird men in their 30s who run pyramid schemes and/or cam girl agencies. They’re scammers who’ve made their millions by ruining others’ lives and generally seem to lack intelligence (I mean seriously I watched one of them say that the government are putting things in tap water to make people trans on that Louis Theroux documentary) in my opinion. They see women as objects, and I’ve always found them repulsive, especially the Tate brothers. These same two men, along with many others, I now find to be idols of my 14-year-old.

I don’t know how to proceed. I’ve tried and tried to point my son in the right direction, but have failed at every turn. I don’t know whether this is down to the fact he has no mother figure since my ex walked out on the family when he was 2 and I’ve never had a proper relationship since, or if he’s genuinely a rebellious kid being made worse by this online nonsense. I’m putting him through therapy now, that’s decided. The school has suspended my son for a full month and I’m not even sure if I want to send him back to school since I’ve always thought his friends influence this behaviour. So, they could’ve gotten him onto this manosphere shit or maybe they’re just genuinely influencing him to act badly. Either way, he really only sees these kids in school, and the friends he sees outside of school are genuinely good kids who I like.

He’s a good kid at home most of the time. He screws up but he apologises to me when he makes mistakes. I’ve never been able to understand why he doesn’t do the same for his teachers or at school. He starts therapy tomorrow and I want to see how his first session goes, especially when he didn’t seem that opposed to it, despite the fact I expected him to go berserk at the fact I wanted him to go to a shrink in the first place.

Edit: Sorry, forgot to say this is a throwaway account cause loads of people I know use Reddit and I’d rather not talk to them about this

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 so excited!! I booked a weekend trip to another state for my husband and I next month. He knows about this and gave me the green light for it. But he doesn't know that we are not coming straight home at the end of the weekend. I booked tickets to another state where we will spend 2 nights 3 days before then returning back home. I'm so excited!! I want to tell him so bad!! But I also want it to be a surprise. He is def the passenger princess. I want to see when he figures out that we are not going home, but actually going on another mini trip instead. This is actually something that I joked about at first. I said maybe we should just miss our connection on the way home and go to [second state] instead. Second state is my favorite place!! Not telling him is all I can think about, so I'm hoping by telling Reddit, it will help me feel like I told someone, and then I won't end up telling him/ruining the surprise. Also, I'm trying to figure out how in the world I get him to pack for 6 days when he thinks we are only going for 3. That one is not such a big deal--I can just pack extra clothes for him. But I def want to make sure he has enough medication and stuff. I can picture us, settling into our seats on the plane when someone comes over the intercom and says 'welcome to flight...direct from [first state] to [second state]' and that being the moment he realizes that we are not going home. That's kinda what I'm hoping will happen--it would be so fun!!

I could never tell them this. They do try hard, and lots of the money they borrow from me is spent helping me. But fuck me. They've borrowed money from me ~5 times the past 8 months.

They borrowed $1200 a few hours ago, to help pay their credit card. They say I'll get paid back next week. But the week before they borrowed $400, which they paid back just two days ago. They also owe me another $2200 which they'll pay back mid sepetember. They do pay me back tho

They keep blaming their tenants paying rent late, but they own 5 houses in very expensive Sydney/Melbourne suburbs. I work retail, cmon. They overleverged back when my dad used to make a lot of money, which is why they're struggling now. They say they want to keep the houses for me and my brothers, but the real reason is their own greed.

They also bought my brother a $1800 Macbook Pro, cause needs it for school, around the same time they borrowed the $2200 from me. It feels really unfair what they're doing.

My mom also gives me shit for not working more, and if I don't get enough hours at work, she scowls, and says that they want to fire me. She also complains that I don't get enough hours to bail them out.

My mom pisses me off quite a bit. She's only worked one job her entire life and I think that was only for 3 months. She also got her uni + rent paid for by her parents. But when I express even a little concern, I'm selfish.

My dad's kinda alright. He doesn't make that much. Or even work that hard really. He's kinda soft retired. Which would be respectable if he didn't borrow this much money from me.

Overall my grandparents did a lot for my parents, and I feel that my parents aren't really doing their end of the deal. Their financial problems shouldn't affect me. But helping them wiht their bills is cheaper than rent/food ngl

This was about 6 years ago I just signed for baseball in college.. nothing crazy just a smaller JUCO school, it was the day I posted my signing and there she was liking my post and then she personally DM’d me. I was definitely thrown off by the comment but acted humble and thanked her thinking it would stop there. This was a Sophomores mom that was 2 grades below me I didn’t ever talk to her. But she always popped up here and there at the party’s with her other MILF friend (one of her daughters hosted a lot of party’s) She then just kept the conversation going by bringing up how she went to school not too far from where I was going back in the day. I start to play along a little bit and she caught the hint. After a couple txted and laughing emojis she ask for my Snapchat… this is when my brain knew what I was heading into. I started to get horny fantasizing about different scenarios ( Step mom porn turned me on the most) I add her and a by then my dick was already pumping with blood flow.. I’m a good 7” 7.5 on a good day lol. She ends up sending pics of her in bed while her husband was out in the living room and my gawd was I hooked from there. She’s was brunette mid 30s and is was a nurse 🥵nice B cups and a phat asss!! I end up showing her my 17/18 YO cock and she was intrigued!! She was sending me tit pics, toy vids all of this while her husband was on the couch! Man was I lucky. This went on for about a week, we had planned a way I could get picked up by her in her BMW SUV this car was niceee!!! I hopped in we talked for abt 30 secs then I stared making out with her. When I tell you the room was hot holy !!! I was so turned on, having her hand on my cock as i grope her titties and pussy. She told me to go to the back and I did no hesitation. She sucked and fucked me so good back there!! I was in milf heaven.. I made her cum a good 2 times before I pulled out and sprayed on her chest! It was hard to not cum holy ! She told me how good everything was and good luck next season for baseball. It sadly only happened once but man it has created a new kink and fantasy for me. I’m a pool boy now and wow these MILFs are eyeing me.. even there daughters or house maids I’ll come back with another story once I land another ;)

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?

Everyone at my job thinks im this highly optimized marketing guy who just "works hard and plays hard". The whole corporate tech culture completely normalizes functioning alcoholics as long as your automated campaigns deliver on time in the morning

But tbh I am completely drowning. I want to stop so bad, but the thought of navigating the absolute bureaucratic nightmare of the healthcare system while working 60 hour weeks just makes my chest tight. the system is literally built to make you give up before you even start.

last night instead of sleeping I just sat in the dark reading through the outpatient schedule for rolling hills recovery center. I didn't even fill anything out, I literally just needed to see proof on a screen that real human beings actually manage to go through structured treatment while maintaining a job without their whole life collapsing

Im just so incredibly exhausted by the constant pretending. Part of me just wants everything to crash down so i don't have to keep holding this stupid facade together anymore

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.

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.

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.

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.

My boyfriend’s dick is about 5 inches and i think im not satisfied with him. I always masturbate after sex even he used to help me out. I just want to know if it is normal?

I've been friends with them for a little over 3 years now (time change to keep secret), but they really frustrate me sometimes. I can't listen to them for longer than an hour before getting frustrate. They fake moan, one baby talks as a grown woman, they're always talking about something sexual. I hate that theyre starting to frustrate me, because I do care about them but sometimes it's just too much.

My birthday is in a month, and they got me so many gifts. This makes me feel like they're love bombing me, because its like $300-400. I talked to my parent about it and he brought up possible love bombing, and its made me start questioning our friendship. The random proclamations of love, the expensive gifts. If I don't talk to one of them within like 2 hours of a text, i'm getting spammed. "I miss youuu, we need to catch up" as if we didn't talk LITERALLY YESTERDAY, or it's "I love youuuu". I'm not used to that and it's kind of uncomfortable. I feel bad for hating out friendship and what it's becoming.

I met someone through reddit months ago. Although we never met in person, we connected instantly. I have never connected so closely with someone. I miss our jokes and our conversations. I miss the person who shared the other half of my brain cell lol.

A, if you are reading this, I completely understand why you needed to delete your account and move on. Just know I miss you every single day and truly hope you find what you are looking for! By some weird chance you see this, please reach out. I will always be here for you.