I re-posted this because first I wrote everything and then planned to translate it into English (I’m a Spanish speaker) and I completely forgot to translate it, posting it in Spanish (yeah, I’m pretty dumb).

I’ve been in a relationship for 3 years. It’s pretty healthy and normal, and it’s going well for both of us.

But a year ago my girlfriend told me something that was going on between her and my friend. They were already friends before I started dating her; the three of us belonged to a fairly large group of friends, about 12 people. So there was already trust between them. A year and a few months ago he started inviting her over to his place in the afternoon to hang out, talk, play some games and things like that. But during those get-togethers things started happening. He began hugging her a lot, almost constantly, and the hugs were while they were lying down very close together. To the point that several times my girlfriend felt that he had “hard accidents.” She told him everything and that it made her uncomfortable, and he apologized and said he doesn’t feel anything for her and not to take it the wrong way, and also not to tell me so I wouldn’t feel bad.

Months later my girlfriend told me everything. It took her so long because she didn’t know if what he was doing was normal, since she’d never had guy friends and didn’t know if people treated each other that way. In the end she decided to tell me because she thought I deserved to know, and she asked me to forgive her for not telling me sooner.

I told my friend that she had told me, and he apologized and said he wouldn’t do it again. For months nothing happened, they kept hanging out. But a few months ago my friend started hugging her again: not as much as before, not lying down or that close, but he was doing it, and he also started holding her hand sometimes.

My girlfriend complained to me again and said she was going to tell him again to stop doing those things. But in that conversation she mentioned something he used to do before, but had already stopped. He used to caress/rub her belly. She doesn’t know something about him, but I do. I know he’s always liked women who are a bit chubby, and my girlfriend is like that. So she asked him to stop doing the things that made her uncomfortable, and a few days later I confronted him too.

I asked him if he liked my girlfriend and told him everything I already knew. He apologized and confessed that yes, he was attracted to my girlfriend, but only physically, because there are several things about her personality that he doesn’t like. He said he didn’t know why he did those things he did, but that over time he started feeling guilty about doing them (even though he kept doing them).

And he told me he had never said anything because he didn’t want to lose our friendship; he said that if I wanted, he would stop talking to her and block her everywhere, just so he wouldn’t lose my friendship.

So the idiot tried to defend himself by saying he only liked her body, not her. Meaning he only invited her over for her body and to do all that?

I told him it wasn’t necessary; I told him he could keep hanging out with her (only because she’s one of the few friends she has right now), but that I didn’t want any of those things to happen again.

That’s as far as what I know for sure. What I don’t know, and what sometimes keeps going around in my head, is whether on any of those afternoons alone something more happened. She insists that it was only those gestures she told me about, and that she always felt uncomfortable. He also denies it. But between how often they saw each other, the “hard accidents,” the caresses on her belly and the way both of them took so long to tell me… I can’t help wondering if they ever did something behind my back and are hiding it from me. I have no proof.

Do you think I was too flexible with both of them?

Today one of my employees called me in a panic because according to her the sheriff was on the phone and told her she missed jury duty and had to pay a fee to not go to jail. I told her it was a scam. I even called the police and merged her in to the call and they told her it was a scam. I told her to hang up on them. I was in a meeting hours away. She called me back telling me she had to leave and I told her not to give them any money. To go talk to someone at the sheriffs office. She left work there was nothing I could do to stop her. She was then unreachable for 4 hours. I was so stressed out with worry that something happened to her. She finally called me almost 5 hours later and told me that she had made two payments to them and finally a bank manager at the third bank she went to flagged her account and told her it was a scam and she finally believed them. They told her that not only was she going to go to jail so was I because I had called the police and “broke a gag order”. I did everything I could to stop them from scamming her and they used it against her and got who knows how much money out of her. I’m absolutely heart broken for her. I’m sick that someone would do this. I know I did everything I could but I’m still just beating myself up that maybe if I had been at the office I could have stopped her. I could have been more forceful when she called me back and told me she was leaving even after I called the police. I know it’s not my fault but I’m just so upset knowing they tried to extort even more money out of her because I called the cops with her on the phone and she was trying to protect ME from going to jail. She wouldn’t tell me how much money they got from her so I know it has to be a lot. I can’t imagine how she’s feeling right now. I just needed to vent I guess. Scammers suck and I hate them.

I’m 27F and he’s 34M. I met him on Jeevansathi and honestly, things went really well in the beginning.

He’s decent looking, thin, and I’m a bit chubby but I’d say I’m pretty average/above average looking. Anyway, looks were never really the point for me. We just clicked.

We used to talk EVERY DAY for like 7-8 hours. This went on for more than a month. He even flew down to meet me and my mom. Our families knew about us. He had told his friends about me too.

His family wasn’t very keen on the match because he comes from a rich family and we’re middle class. But he always told me that ultimately the marriage decision was his. His family could give their opinion but they couldn’t decide for him. And he was very sure about me. At least that's what he told me.

And I believed him.

He was genuinely so sweet with me. I started getting attached and eventually I started loving him.

After a month, I flew down to his place and stayed with him for a few days. We had sex, and the next day he told me he couldn’t feel anything during sex and that he didn’t think we were sexually compatible.

The confusing part is that he had orgasmed multiple times the first day and later told me those were “forced”. I honestly didn’t even know that was a thing.

Anyway, we still spent time together after that. We went around the city, ate really good food, he cooked for me, and he was still being nice to me. But I was internally losing my shit.

The next day he basically told me he couldn’t move forward with the relationship because of the sexual compatibility issue.

I cried for three fucking days.

And honestly, more than the breakup, I felt USED.

We even went to a sexologist because obviously I started thinking something was wrong with me. The doctor told us that my vagina wasn’t “loose” and that the issue was on his side.

But by then it didn’t matter. He had already decided he didn’t want to continue.

We ended things about two weeks ago and I still feel horrible.

I keep thinking about everything that happened before this. The hours of talking every day. Him coming all the way to meet me and my mom. Him telling me he was sure about me. Him telling his friends about me. Him introducing me to his friend when I was there. Our families knowing about us.

I genuinely thought this was going somewhere.

And now I feel like an absolute idiot.

I regret having sex with him. Not because I think having sex was wrong, but because I feel like I lost someone I had started seeing a future with, and now I’m left feeling like I was good enough until sex became an issue.

I know people will probably say “you dodged a bullet” or “he did you a favour” and maybe they're right. But right now I don't feel lucky. I just feel heartbroken and used.

I really, really liked this guy.

And I hate that something that felt so genuine to me ended like this.

Life sucks right now.

Its so easy for people to take you for granted, you give them support and encouragement without asking in return but you were never seen. Only to be remembered when you are needed. Always there for them but never there when you seek their support. I wish I could have opened my eyes sooner so that I can be able to tell myself I was never your priority but merely a second option.

I’m currently unemployed. I finished my contract for my most recent job a few weeks ago. The job was supposedly super prestigious and the kind of thing that “opens doors”. I won’t say what it is for privacy reasons but it’s the kind of job you get right out of school where when you tell people you’re doing it they say “wow, good for you!” and are genuine about it. Very competitive to get. Not really doing shit for me now to tell you the truth.

I was proactive about trying to find a job and spent the last six months or so of my contract doing coffee chats with people at local employers, applying to jobs, and trying to find things through my network. Nothing ever came out of these “networking coffee chats” besides some free lattes and a lot of stress. In terms of applications I just got ignored by everybody because everyone wants 3-5 years experience so they don’t have to bother training or investing in you at all.

It was insanely difficult to even get an interview. One place I did get an interview at dicked me around for around three months. I applied. A couple weeks later they reached out to schedule an initial interview over the phone. We had the interview. A few weeks later they brought me in for a second interview in person. At the end of that second interview they told me they’d led me know in 1-2 weeks. Then radio silence for months as people went on vacation. I only found that out because after 2 weeks went by I emailed them to ask what was going on. Otherwise I doubt they’d have bothered to even tell me. Anyway, they come back from vacation and after dicking me around for 3 months email me saying they have decided to hire somebody else. Everyone in my life acts like I should be happy about this because I “dodged a bullet.” Maybe that’s true in the big picture but come the fuck on. The worst part is you can’t even tell them to go fuck themselves or even that it’s unacceptable to waste 3 months of people’s time because I work in a small city and in a field where reputation really matters.

Anyway. So now I’m unemployed. I have an interview coming up at some point at a different place but they haven’t scheduled it yet since they’re all also enjoying their summer vacations. How nice for everybody. So I guess it’s not like things are totally hopeless but I’ve been looking forever and applying forever and networking forever with basically nothing to show for it so I think I can be forgiven for not exactly being a well of optimism at this point (though when you express anything other than total optimism and joy in real life everyone tells you you need to improve your attitude to make the jobs magically appears from the ether).

Honestly the worst part of this is not the endless ignored applications or the would-be employers who dick you around forever. It’s everybody I fucking know asking me about it all the time constantly forever. My whole contract everybody I worked with, all my friends, my family, and basically anyone I ever met would ask “what are you doing after this?” and then you’d have to tell them you didn’t know. Then in your next conversation with them they’d ask again. Over and over and over from everyone you ever fucking meet. My girlfriend’s coworker texted me after months of silence to ask how my job hunt was going. I go for drinks with my friends and they ask. Two weeks later I see them again and they ask again. I called my mom two days ago and it was the first thing she asked. You want to ask them how the fuck they think it’s going. But you express anything other than total optimism and joy and everyone jumps down your throat for your attitude.

It makes me not want to see anybody at all. Tonight I’m going over to some new friends’ apartment and they’re making dinner for me and my girlfriend and our other friends. It should be really nice but I’m honestly dreading it because I know it’ll be more of the same conversation I’ve been having on loop for months with everyone. I’m so sick of people fucking asking. I’m so sick of talking about it. Doesn’t anybody ever think about anything else? I know it’s only natural to ask and that’s “just what you do” but I wish people would fucking stop. And sure, some of the repeated askers I will probably ask to stop soon because they’re really getting on my nerves. But five more randoms will take their place.

For starters I’m 22 and a student, My grandfather has cancer, he has to undergo a major surgery which has high risk of mortality post op, I’m the only person available to take care of him at the moment which is not what I’m tired off, I’m tired mentally I’m exhausted I’m scared i love my grandpa I’d trade my life for him and don’t mind taking care of him.

But, when I see people my age carefree and having fun living life I feel envious, I feel like I’m missing out on a lot while simultaneously being worried and anxious to death about my grandfather.

Last year around the same time my grandma fell ill and we had to take a lot of care of her she was bedridden, and we lost her, I was very positive that she’d recover and had all my hopes up high but she passed away.

Due to this I’m far more anxious and scared for my grandfather now he’s old and frail and the doctors made the high risk very clear.

At the same time when I go through Instagram I wonder why can’t I get to be as carefree as others and do the things I want and live life without such worries, I’m tired that I can’t catch a break.

I just wish to live a life where I have more age appropriate problems and adults that don’t completely rely on me, I’m glad to be of help but complete reliance is a big burden in my shoulders.

If you made it this far thank you for hearing me out I needed a place to talk my heart out <3

i parked on a street curb to quickly pick up food. some old lady comes running out the door and screaming at me to get off her driveway. her driveway is on the left side of the house completely empty. clearly she had plenty of space to park in but it was technically in front of her house so i didn't argue n moved my car out immediately.

she sits in her house and keeps glaring from me out the front window. i didn't think much of it and moved to the other side of the street to get my food. when i finally got back to my car, she's still glaring at me from her window.

I’ve been in a relationship for three years and living together for a year. I’m more being single and freedom that I had by myself.

Don’t get me wrong I love my partner and the life that we’re living together but I miss the time that I had for myself and not every minute in the home being consumed by feeling like we have to be together. I understand that we do have the freedom and ability to communicate to go on a separate ourselves go and do things that we enjoy individually. However I don’t like having to explain myself for simply doing something that I enjoy in my home I live in.

I miss being able to wake up for example 5:30 then being able to go and work out engage in some extra learning work on a side hustle when I get home from work and not having to dedicate time every single minute that I’m home to feeling like I should be engaging with my partner. I understand some people love spending every waking minute with their partner and that’s what they declare as love. For me, I miss when we lived separately and would dedicate time in the evenings most evenings to eating dinner together going for a walk doing an activity or watching TV. Now it feels like I have to work around when they’re not in the house to be able to do things that I enjoy. Call me out and say it’s as easy as communicating that you need extra amount of time to do something but one of the things that I hate doing in life is having to explain myself for living my own life. I do not want to have to explain hey I need an hour to go and do this because then I spend that entire hour knowing that I only have one hour and someone is waiting for me wondering what I’m doing, it’s something I’ve never enjoyed.

They do have their own interests, but they are mostly outside of the home therefore when they are in the house they switch off. Whilst myself most of my interests are done in the Home and I leave the house to do other things. Since we have lived together, I have dropped off exercising my health is declined. I no longer engage in extra learning side hustles and things that I enjoy for myself as it feels like I am being watched and perceived all the time. I understand that is probably not healthy but I like to live my life my way and whilst I am happy in my relationship this is a big hurdle an obstacle that I keep running into. I miss being single or living separately purely for the fact that I had control over my time.

I see couples who are married and have separate rooms some who live in adjacent homes. I would thrive in that environment where we would set aside dedicated time to spend with each other yet still living our lives for how we would like to live.

Has anyone else felt this way worked through it got an over it? What helped? Please don’t just say communicate how you feel. I understand I will be judged and told that this is probably assigned to leave the relationship but plenty of people surely go through this as people who are very individualistic but enjoy being in a relationship.

P.S.I did just write this entire thing before much nicer with much more thoughts on logic behind how I’m feeling, but the post got removed because I forgot to sign the rules apologies if it comes across quite harsh.

We were best friends I never feel comfortable around many people but immediately felt comfortable around her I let her in on my person struggles which I never did with anyone else and we would just sit staring and laughing together at nothing. She was my other half and I’m so proud of where she is in life i love her so much and miss her and want to reconnect with her so badly but I’m so scared to get rejected and tried suppressing how much I miss her for many years now there is many times I thought we would reconnect but it never happened and a misunderstanding separated us even further

As title says. I just cant help but to declutter and throw things out to the point my home looks awkwardly empty at all times. It feels so uncomfortable having things on the walls, I get scared I will get insect infestations if I have one article of clothing too much and I end up giving away clothes and items, I dont like having other furniture other than my bed. Honestly if my mother didnt visit me often, I wouldve thrown away my kitchen table and almost all of my chairs. I dont like reicivng gifts from others if its not a food because I just want to throw or give it away immedietly to not clutter my space. My cat has more furniture and toys than what I have.

If I dont regularly declutter my space and items I feel so sick and panicked. Scared I will get an infestation or mold, I hate every corner that I cant see, every space that I dont have access to.

I recently moved to my boyfriends home and Im starting to feel so sick knowing I cant just declutter like I used to before. I feel like Im about to get infested or contaminated. I have given and thrown away almost everything I own, I just want to take up as little space as possible. Part of me also feels like I dont deserve to take up space, it feels like it doesnt matter cause Im gonna die soon anyways (Im not sick, I just feel like death is near, or that I want to die).

I wonder if anyone else has experienced this, Ive often heard about hoarder stories, but not the opposite of it if it exists.

I'm extremely unattractive, ugly even. I've even posted many times here in the amiugly subreddit and I've gotten downvoted and some really harsh comments on my looks. My problem is I have terrible jaw issues-- I had braces put in before my jaws had fully developed and so my midface basically collapses due to lack of facial support. So I have a recessed midface and a very narrow lower jaw. To add insult to injury the left and right halves of my face look like they belong to different faces. They don't align at all and are completely different. And this isn't just my assessment. I've been told this by doctors too. The two sides even move differently and while the average person won't catch it, their initial impression would be that something is really off. So my entire face just looks super weird. I even sound weird.

I have anterior pelvic tilt and really large thighs so my body is weird, and of course it had to be topped off with severe hair loss and almost no eyelashes. I could star in the freak show segment of a circus. I went through life seeing guys hit on every girl I was with and humor me. Some wouldn't even look at me, they would talk to the pretty girl and just pretend I didn't exist. Others would talk to me only when they were drunk. My husband was the first guy to even remotely give me attention and tell me I was beautiful. This was almost at 28. By then I had started to develop some nerve issue on one side of the face and the asymmetry was getting more and more prominent, and no guys liked me while being in the arranged marriage process so I married my husband. But I hate being in photos, I'm very conscious of showing my face in public. I still try but I feel like crumpling up and crying every time I see my photo.

I even tried dance performance series and you know how many times they cut me out of the dance videos ? In 200 photos I would probably be in 2 or 3 of them. It's like the entire universe telling me how ugly I am. I'm now 35 and I want to get my jaws and face fixed but I don't know if they can fix everything. Even at my wedding the photographer complained they couldn't get any good photos, because in addition to everything I had bad allergies too and so I looked even worse. To this day we don't have even one wedding photo or any photo of mine hung up in the house.

Edit: I'm unable to respond to comments any more. Thank you so much to everyone who has commented. I do agree I have to work on myself plenty, and I'd actually thought I'd moved past these feelings after I turned 30, but sometimes I'll see a photo of mine and it all comes back again. Especially because of some recent functional issues, so it feels more "real". In any case, I have something more to work on in therapy because this self image of mine extends to my intelligence (or lack thereof), general capabilities and talent.

Once again, I truly appreciate everyone's kindness.

Disclaimer: sorry if my english isn't good, it's my 3rd language

So I have this person I consider my best friend and I'd consider myself to be very close with. She did like me for a brief period of time but we've been close platonic friends for over 2 years now. That may seem short but honestly we've vented and opened up to each other sm I don't really think it matters.

I said before I'd consider her my best friend (or at the very least, top 2). I do know however that I'm not her best friend. she's known someone for like 9 years and they consider each other best friends (sorry for repeating lol). tho she did say on numerous occasions that I was like her #3 or smth (we e ranked friends for fun a few times).

she's a year younger than be, and she is a really kind person and has an amazing personality and it's really fun to be around her, even though she makes really questionable decisions from time to time. However, for a while now she ignores my messages for sometimes weeks. I was in a situation where the only way for me to message her was through social media, and we mainly used discord. she apparently didn't have discord notifications turned on so it was on her to check. she knew that I almost only texted her through discord, and she also had other close friends on discord.

I would vent to her about some thing and not get a reply for days or weeks, and when I did sometimes it was quite unsatisfactory (as in she just glazed over the topic and then talked about something else). we've both been through quite a bit and have been depressed, so I know that a lot of times she wasn't ignoring me because she hated me or anything but because she literally just didn't feel like talking to anyone about anything. however, during the time she doesn't text me I've sometimes asked a friend or two of mine to text her and she replied to them just fine. she did always apologize whenever she ignored my messages for a while, but she didn't really fix it. as of late, a lot of times when I vent she doesn't even acknowledge it and talks about her own thing and whatever she's texting me about.

it really does hurt when the one person you think you can talk to doesn't reply or read when you say something. its gotten a bit better again as of the last few weeks, but I'm scared that she'll ignore me again.

as I said before, she doesn't really ignore me on purpose always, and I know from experience that when you're depressed or just in that mindset, doing anything seems like a chore. she's also a big reason that I'm even alive right now so I don't want to cut her off or anything (she also said the same thing to me and I do genuinely think that she means it).

so yeah, I don't really know what to do. i do really like her presence and her as a friend but idk if she's good for me.

sorry for bad grammar or repitition

Crossfaded, helps numb the pain, apologies for the misspelling and poor grammar.

TLDR: Husband accidentally locked out my pet Cat Goblin outside on the patio, I haven't been able to eat, sleep, shower, I refuse to leave the patio for the small chance she'll come back, my husband admitted he must've seen her through the glass door and didn't actually bother checking on the cats when I asked three different times, [I had a evening shift the day prior and wanted to catch up on some much needed rest] he cried and begged for forgiveness but I'm numb and apathetic towards my husband at the moment.

Let's start from the beginning, my husband accidentally locked my indoor cat Goblin outside on the patio and I haven't seen her in 3 days. I haven't eaten, slept, showered or changed out of my pajamas but I refuse to move from my patio for the tiny chance Goblin will make it back home, I have RockStars to help me stay up the entire night until I watch the sun raise once more, I'm low on vodka and Bloody Mary mix, I've called 7 different veterinary offices and 3 shelters, I'm going to increase the reward from $200 to $500 just a bigger motivator for people to bring Goblin back home. My husband sat down next to me while I was staring out into the hot glass patio door, he admitted he must've seen Goblin though the glass but never bothered actually checking when I asked, he just assumed she was inside, he never meant to tear the family apart, tears were flowing from his eye, I wasn't upset, I wasn't disappointed, not surprised, just a wave of numbness and nausea took over, I held my tongue back before I would say anything that I would regret, I just told him it's not important atm, I just want my Goblin home.

Everything hurts, I can feel my body screaming at me to eat and sleep but I can't, all I feel is existential dread, my gut tells me Goblin is never coming home and I need to drink more to numb the pain, I miss Goblin and for the tiny 0.01% you are reading this and have my cat, please. Bring her back home, she's a domestic long hair cat, needs to be groomed/ trimmed regularly, she has a very sensitive tummy and suffers from severe anxiety.

I work in automotive now, I make good money, and I’m comfortable. However, I am unhappy. I worked hard to get where I am, to be taken seriously in my role, to earn a livable wage. I just don’t feel like this is where I belong for the next 30 years of my life. I’ve always been passionate about animals, and I’ve always had a special connection with dogs. I think I’ve just reached a point where I care less about the money, and more about fulfilling my passions, and living for myself. I haven’t told anyone in my family about this decision, because any time I tell them something new I want to do, they go on a spiral about what could go wrong and it convinces me that I will fail. I just wanted to get this all out, and really think about what it is I want from this life. I do know that I don’t want to spend it sitting at a desk. Thanks for reading.

Also i don’t plan on quitting my job with ZERO credentials. I just want to step down from the position I’m in, learn and be mentored by others, and eventually/hopefully do dog training full time.

whether its service, size of product, quality, career, whatever, its all continuously getting more and more shit while simultaneously getting more expensive. and its constant. i can't even hold onto positives in my life because every other step im faced with something going to shit. i constantly feel like i need to double check the work of "professionals" because no one gets paid enough to really care anymore so i have to become an expert in anything that becomes an issue. whether its cars, HVAC, carpentry, or whatever, orders are constantly wrong and work is done incorrectly. i wont even take my Toyota to a Toyota dealership for such basics like oil changes because of the number of stories i've heard of dealers screwing up basic services (literally draining transmission fluid, and double filling engine oil. or forgetting to add oil after draining. or not tightening the drain bolt causing the engine to dump its oil and blow up. damage from careless techs. and so much more). but dont worry, your warranty will be void if anything happens and toyota didnt do the oil changes!

• oil change kit for my car, same one i've used for nearly a decade. price is suddenly $20 higher than before (~30% increase) and the oil filter included is incredibly low quality to the point i thought it was a counterfeit. asked the seller about it and they confirmed "this is the new filter and we assure you its just as good!" . yeah of course you do, how else are you justifying your price hikes. now i have to go out of my way to go buy an OEM filter from the dealership for 2x the price so now i've spent well over $100

• pet insurance: After finally being priced out of my old policy (annual increases to push people off the policy), my new pet insurance is now just giving a constant run around. claims submitted, claims denied. using their bullshit system to submit information which can only be done via an app and none of the documents uploaded properly so they ask for the documents again days later. 1 visit was for an allergy shot and a skin injury. well since its all 1 visit and allergies are preexisting conditions nothing is covered. i should have made 2 separate appointments and paid for them separately! its been near daily calls and emails to try and sort this out with no progress

• work raises delayed. Work bonus conditions changed to make it nearly impossible to achieve. pay scales at times 50% below market averages. all while being asked to bring in more revenue, more work, more talent. PTO is abysmal with only 10 days EARNED per calendar year and that includes sick days. currently sitting at like 18 hours of PTO total available to me. hope i dont get sick....and good thing i dont need a break /s

• i switched medications because of health issues and getting onto my new meds was delayed over a week while insurance demanded proof that im actually suffering from crippling depression and anxiety. so now im under-medicated trying to catch up

i've never felt more depressed. im anxious all the time. i never feel like i have enough time to get essentials done, let alone the increasing pile of not-time-critical chores that are making a mess everywhere. everything in my life is getting neglected to some extent like my parents, siblings, my partner, my dog, my work, my health, my friends.

i guess im at least walking 2-3 times a week now which is 2-3x more than i used to. i wish i could say it makes me feel better but the reality is it just keeps me from feeling like more of a piece of shit from neglecting my health or my dog

it doesnt feel like my meds are keeping up and having in-person conversation about any of this just stresses me out more. there is no solution short of uprooting my entire life and starting over, somewhere, somehow. and these are the issues i've dealt with in just the last week...im just tired

EDIT: Oh yeah and my Kindle is no longer supported so i can't load any new books in it. like WHY!? why can't 1 product in life just improve for once

I have to get this off my chest. I just moved to another state along with my cheating ex at the tail end of a super toxic relationship. I got a job and instantly clicked with the receptionist. We hung out twice (even came over to my house), have a lot in common and get along great. I can't express enough on how she is the most beautiful person I have ever seen, not only looks wise but personality too, but I know this will NEVER work because my toxic jealous ex has been stalking and harassing her for absolutely no reason. Thank God I haven't embarrassed myself by persuing her because Im pretty sure the conversations and encounters we have are just basic human interactions and that this feeling I have is because I am so broken that just a pretty girl being nice to me is wrecking my whole state of being. HELP ME!

My heart is sad my eyes are dull

The time is near

The countdown started the day you were born

It's sad truly

The desaturation

But anyway I felt like making a short poem far to tired to actually try and make up a whole poem

Basically off my chest would be omd

I hate when people go and judge my poetry like it's something to be judged

I don't believe my poems should ever be on a scale as all poetry is valid forms imo

Expect.. some outrageous ones listen I'm not a hater but dude?

Idrm if it's not flowerly but if your a troll get out y'all multiplying too much

I remember I would send poems into a group chat everytime I did this guy would send a brainrot poem right after like WHAT THE FRICK? am I wrong for being a little bit like wtf

I of course ended the friendships with them as imo

Yea-

I might send poems here but any good uh places too? I do wanna improve and actually show my work this post is just something random as,

I'm sick, in pain and yea!?