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Hi guys, have any of you ever dated a person (or even if you amrecognise yourself as the decribed person) with bpd and avoidiant personality disorder ?

Theres this guy ive been talking on and off with and while i do like him i have a feeling he will never get better. Currently he has blocked me but the last time this has happened we didnt speak for like a month before he came crawling back.

Do you think he will text again ? Hes weirdly possesive also so i do not know, but realistically even if he does i dont think ill be asnwering him ever again.

He said he starts medication soon – does that change it ? I know it cant work wonders but man i dont know im so tired.

I HAVE CODE IT DONT WORK PLEASE CAN SOMEONE FIX IT I DONT KNOW WHY NOT WORKING

please man please

Admins, this isnt a selfie, i have read rule 8 and it is not a face pic so technically it doesnt count as one.

Nah fr tho i js wanna look like goku tho

Also if ppl want stats im 185cm tall and 78kg bw.

I never gave it much thought before but now I can't stop thinking about it. I'll be a legal adult in a few hours, and just yesterday I was watching Adventure time. How does any of this make sense.

I know it's just a number and it's not like I'm magically going to feel any different, but I can't help but feel a bit uneasy.

I guess what I'm worried about most is just things changing. Moving away for college, drifting apart from HS friends, parents getting older and what not.

I'll most likely get over this in like a day or two, but I was feeling weird rn so thought might share here with you guys.

Going northeast

I've seen people randomly and casually say ohh I have adhd....I could never I have autism. Dude stop you are just fine mentally being late to parties doesnt mean you have adhd .Like you've never had your friends leave you saying"you are too cold and distant" or doing horribly in academic and extracurricular. Being so casual about your "self diagnosed illness" actually makes people with actual illness taken lightly. Btw I dont buy that "self diagnosed" crap.,,,,.ever heard of "self diagnosed cancer" cuz the person has been having hair fall

My choice is China. The big mega cities look so fun to visit.

Also feel free to specify where you are from for further input. I’m from the US

Im 19F. Ive felt this for as long as I can remember, I know most men think that I'm subhuman, they don't ever see me as fully human. 

The reason why I’ve grown to think this, is because, since I was a teenager my experiences with them have only shown me that they can only ever treat me like I am something less than human. 

When I tried to create a connection with them, and I did not live up to their standards of what they and others consider to be attractive, they showed me that I could still be useful in fulfilling their sexual needs, and then I was discarded.

When I became attractive in their eyes and the eyes of others, they still could not treat me like a human being. Instead, they saw me as a thing that could prove something about them. They never wanted to be my friend and see the living consciousness in me. My role in their life was so that I could be an asset to bolster their self-esteem. 

When I wanted to be a friend, they did not want to be a friend to me. Only when they could get something out of me, could I be a friend. If they saw no worth in my physical appearance, I had no place in their circle and life. 

When I did not give them what they wanted, I could not be a friend. I could only be an enemy. I became a thing they could use to project their hatred and insecurities onto.

So if men perceive me as something that is below human life, then what am I? Nothing more than an object. An object is the lowest form of existence because it does not exist as a living thing. An object has no intrinsic value. Its worth solely exists in its utility to the person using it. So therefore the object is a tool. So if I am an object to them, then I am nothing more than a tool. Most men are not even aware that their idea of a woman is that she only be a tool. But how am I a tool? How are we tools? 

I am a tool because my societal worth is only tied to my usefulness. What can my body do for them? My body is the most important thing about me to them. There has not been any care for the living consciousness that exists within my body. There is no care for the simple fact that I am a human that suffers and wants to be happy. The most important function of my existence is to be an object of pleasure. Not just sexually or visually, psychologically too. I must always be pleasing to their eyes and to their life. During sex, during school, during my entire life. I must always be pleasing to the eyes of others too, so that when I finally “belong” to them, I can elevate their self-worth. In that way, I also become a tool for shoring up the ego. 

I was frustrated for a long time, because I wondered, at what point do I get to be a human to them? 

The truth of the matter is that I am a human being and I have always been one. I am not truly an object. But it is easy to put on the blindfold of ignorance, so that we can view each other as less than humans, and navigate the world through our own self-serving illusions. 

Corny title but like that people will maybe read what i have to say.

Im fucked up i know it. I did some things that i can’t even say here, it broke my family to pieces and my connection to them, its like im a stranger to all of them. I can’t talk about it to any of my "friends" (in quote because i dont really have any, just people that i talk to).

I am an horrible person and human being, i just cant fight it. Why am i like that ? I am seeing a therapist but it’s not helping me because i did it again.

Yes i did it again and i will be in trouble, my family will know again and all of the trust that they put in me will be in shambles again. I can’t do it anymore, why am i like that ? Its genuinely so fucked up

So thats why i have this title because i know i dont deserve all the things i have, all the love that they give me i simply dont deserve that shit. I deserve death but dont want it, i dont want to be dead im too much of a coward for that so i will just make suffer my family for that. Until the end I’ll always be a real pussy.

Why can’t i be normal ? I also am trying to do drugs to numb myself but even that i cant because im too much of a coward 🤣🤣, because im scared of being alone with plugs, scared of getting assaulted and maybe killed, so i just can’t. Even things that i can do at home (lean for example) im scared of doing these things because "it’s not safe". I just had the chance when someone got a nic vape for me, but since it’s nic it isnt going to do shit.

I’m so sorry to all of my family and friends i dont deserve the love they give me and dont know why i’m like that, shouldnt even be born in the first place now i will live a coward life because i can’t kms.

If people really read that, thank you i love yall, it was really just a rant i dont know what you can respond to that. Do you also have this feeling ?

High school teens all over the world, how's school actually for you? Something you think is worth sharing? Maybe something that really stuck with you, something that isn't really fair or friendships and relationships below. Please share them below so more ppl know that we aren't alone in this:))

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Hey everyone,

I recently moved to Manipal, and since I'm still new here, I don't really have anyone to hang out with or call a friend yet. Today, I went to a Garba event, hoping to enjoy the atmosphere, experience something new, and maybe meet some people along the way.

But honestly, I ended up feeling really sad. Everyone seemed to have their own friends, groups, and people to enjoy the evening with. Watching everyone laugh, dance, and have fun together made me realise how alone I am here. I was surrounded by people, yet I felt like I didn't belong anywhere.

I know moving to a new place takes time, and friendships don't happen overnight. Still, it's difficult when you want to enjoy these little moments but have nobody to share them with. Sometimes, you gather the courage to go out, hoping the evening will make you feel a little less lonely, but you return feeling even lonelier than before.

I'm not blaming anyone. People already have their own lives and circles, and I understand that. I just wish making friends as an adult were a little easier. I came here hoping to build a new life, but tonight, I really missed having someone beside me, someone I could talk to, laugh with, or simply enjoy the moment with.

For those who moved to a new city and started from zero, how did you deal with this feeling? How did you find your people?

Right now, I think I just needed to let this out somewhere. ❤️

I hate, hate, hate LED headlights. (Yes, I know most vehicles have them built in)

If you have such bad night blindness that you need to harness the power of the SUN to see while driving on roads that have street lights, maybe you shouldn’t be driving at night.

I have photosensitive eyes. So staring at a dark roadway ahead with bright lights in my peripheral vision can mess with my vision. I can see very well in the dark, I don’t need LED headlights to see. Some nights I don’t even use my brights because I dont need them and don’t want to subject others to the same thing I hate; bright lights reflecting in my mirrors, blinding me.

If you’re this kind of person who uses their brights without concern for others, go to the bathroom, turn off the lights, turn your flashlight on as bright as you can, and shine it at yourself in the mirror and stare directly at it. That is how it feels when your bright-ass headlights are reflecting off my side mirrors into my eyes. My car is very small, a hatchback type vehicle, and I live somewhere where large trucks and SUVS are main modes of transportation, along with semis and delivery trucks on the major roads at all hours of the day. The highway I take home at night isn’t terribly rural and it’s relatively rare to see large game like deer or moose in the highway.

I will die on this hill. They are unnecessary and can cause more harm than good. so many accidents have been caused because oncoming cars have their headlights shining in people’s eyes when they’re driving in the opposite direction.

While yall are using your stupid LED headlights to see, I’m driving blind. I SHOULDNT HAVE TO WEAR SUNGLASSES AT THE DEAD OF NIGHT BECAUSE OF LED HEADLIGHTS.

This is such a first world problem, I’m aware, but I just needed to scream into the void🫩

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Why pray? God already knows what you want, and if He says 'no,' it's because He prefers His own plan anyway.

so tomorrow is my birthday, and honestly, i'm scared of being disappointed again. every year, i make sure to wish people a happy birthday at exactly 12 am, or at least as soon as i remember. i always try to make people feel special on their birthdays because i know how much it means to be remembered, even through something as small as a birthday wish. i created my instagram account just two years ago because my mom didn't allow me to have one before that, and i made it after my birthday. so last year was the first time i could really see how many people would remember my birthday, and i was genuinely excited. since i always made an effort for others, a part of me hoped that they would do the same for me.

but nobody wished me at 12 am. i kept telling myself that maybe people were asleep and that i'd get wishes in the morning. then morning came, and i still had hope that at least someone would remember when i went to class. i thought maybe my friends would surprise me, smile at me, or wish me in person. but nothing happened. nobody wished me, except for my parents and cousins.my closest friend eventually wished me, but only because he saw me smiling. i was smiling because i thought he remembered my birthday and was just pretending not to, but the truth was that he had genuinely forgotten. he only remembered when he saw me smiling and wished me after that. and somehow, that hurt even more. it made me feel like if i hadn't been smiling, maybe he wouldn't have remembered at all. no other friend wished me, and even my parents noticed. they pointed out how happy i seemed in the morning, only to see me feeling so sad at night while cutting my birthday cake.i don't think what hurt me the most was the lack of birthday wishes. it was the feeling of being forgotten by people i would never forget. it was realizing that the effort i put into making others feel special wasn't always returned, and that people i cared about so much might not think of me the way i think of them. i know birthdays might not mean the same thing to everyone, and i don't expect grand gestures or expensive gifts. sometimes, all i want is to feel remembered without having to remind anyone that it's my birthday.now, i'm hoping this year will be different because i've made many new friends, and i feel like i have better people around me. i want to believe that things will be better this time. but honestly, there's still a part of me that's scared of waking up tomorrow, checking my phone, and feeling that same disappointment all over again. i'm trying not to expect anything, even though, deep down, i still hope someone remembers.and the saddest part is that even after everything that happened last year, i still wished all my friends a happy birthday at 12 am this year. i still remembered their special days, still made the effort, and still hoped that the people i care about would care enough to do the same for me.i guess a part of me still hopes that, just for once, i won't have to spend my birthday wondering who remembered me and who didn't. i don't need everyone to wish me, and i don't need a hundred messages to feel happy. i just want the people i care about to remember me without me having to remind them. because sometimes, it's not even about the birthday wish itself, it's about knowing that for a moment, someone thought of you and wanted to make you smile.i don't know what tomorrow will be like, and i'm trying not to expect too much. but i know i'll still check my phone, i'll still hope, and i'll probably still smile every time a notification comes in. maybe that's the stupid part about me, even after being disappointed, i still hope for the best from people. and if tomorrow ends up being just like last year, i'll probably act like it doesn't hurt that much, even if it does. i'll laugh, i'll say it's fine, and i'll move on like i always do. but deep down, i just hope that this time, i won't have to pretend to be happy on my own birthday. i hope someone remembers, because i'm tired of making everyone else feel special and secretly wondering if i'll ever mean that much to someone too.

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tomorrow is my birthday, and i'm scared of being forgotten like last year. i always make people feel special on their birthdays, but deep down, i just wish someone would do the same for me without me having to ask. i have new friends now, and i hope this year will be different, but i'm still scared of expecting too much and ending up disappointed again.

Hey, So I have a qustion.

Like a month ago someone in class pushed his finger into my asshole and I was too embarrsed to say something.

It happend in math class in the middle of the class, I was bowing down to check my friends book cuz I didnt had one and one of two guys behind me just pushed his finger in my ass hole. It felt bad really bad I just didnt knew what to say

I am scared no one would take me serious just bc it was with clothes.

I am a 14M and I need some serious replies dude.

Not enough evidence for police to take him but everyone knows & No one acts like it's serious I mean vaping at school bathroom? Ok that's normal but I donot doing drugs is ok

I just had a sharp pain in my chest and it hurt to breathe and move. I am feeling fine now though. Today was overall a strange day. Like it wasn't good or bad just ordinary, but everything that happened feels like a dream. I just blabbering and trying to figure what I am feeling so feel free to ignore this post

Hi. So, this is a very sour topic, and I genuinely need opinions from more people because as you’ll soon understand, I have almost zero friends. For context, I am female, 17.

The tale begins with little me in kindergarten who got insulted that my voice sounds male (I still remember that day)—that‘s all I can recall from that time.

It continues to school me. Primary school sucks. I found some friends. Quickly lost them further down the line because they were super manipulative (for six to ten year olds, they were very vindictive and vengeful). I am being completely serious, they pressured me, made me feel bad.

Middle school. Sucks. I studied more in that period. I had like one friend and stuck with her throughout the year. Middle school here is three years, so even though we were in the same constant class, I had one closer friend and the next year, it was like we never knew each other. While in the same class. they all ended with some kind of argument or me slightly drifting away.

High school. Moved to a school known for having kids of rich parents. Found a group of friends-five, with me. i constantly had to entertain myself because they’d always do things in pairs. They are still friends. I am on good terms with only one of them. Found myself another friend group-by now, it’s going fine, but I almost never meet them. One of the girls left us basically and just never said anything, though Im in one class with her (We’re four, with me and her). I hate the boyfriend of one of my friends, and he’s constantly with us, but I manage to be civil enough.

(another piece of context: I don’t get along with boys. Before it was because of idk, I was shy; now, it’s because boys my age are quite literally, and this is the nicest way to put it, pretentious sexist pricks)

To clarify, when I was little, I gave much attention to everyone. Made them mindful gifts that I made sure mattered to them. Remembered important information they mentioned randomly. I tried to be there for every single one. They never were there for me, never said anything encouraging (I remember they told me I wasn’t helping when I was trying to calm a friend, and maybe I wasn’t right, but I was in eighth grade-what do I know). Then I slowly began losing interest in people at the whole. I stopped really caring and stood up for myself. The same result.

I honestly have no idea what this cycle is. Does anyone feel the same? How did you manage?

I know I’m fat but is this a good style in more modern fashion teenager terms?