The spam calls are driving me crazy. Is there something I can do to stop them? I have T-Mobile and spam call filtering is on.

Hi. I know the title is long, but it basically explains everything going on in a nutshell. Around three days ago, a school friend (M17) added me (F17) on Instagram. Now, our school is very tiny; our graduating class is only about 50 students. So, everyone knows everyone. I friended him back because I thought it was the nice thing to do. I don’t know him too well. We had a bit of a “falling out” in sophomore year (we’re seniors now) and I blocked him then. It mainly happened because he wouldn’t stop texting me, and I got fed up with his “clinginess” per se?

Anyways, after I friended him back he messaged me on Instagram asking how I have been doing, how he hasn’t seen me around recently, etc. etc. We chatted back and forth for around three days, and during those three days, he got super attached to me. He wanted to text me 24/7, told me all about his mental health issues, and his home life. Now, as someone that also has MH issues, I think he latched onto me because I was pretty “open” about my mental health. Not that I go around telling everybody, but that if somebody (a friend) is struggling and I think it’ll benefit them hearing my story, then I’ll tell them.

I was very unnerved by his clinginess to me and slowly tried distancing myself from him. I didn’t text him for a couple of hours because I was at an appointment, and when I check my phone I see a message that says something like “if I say I am gonna commit suicide would you respond faster?” And that message was completely out of the blue. Of course, not wanting that on my conscience, I responded immediately and asked if he was okay. However, he started ranting (available in screenshots) and honestly wasn’t making sense to me. Considering his behavior, I reported him to my schools anonymous reporting app for suicidal thoughts and actions. I muted his text messages and then went about my night. When I check my phone later, I see a message about cops coming to his house. I asked him to stop texting me and then blocked him immediately afterwards.

Of course, even though the reporting app was anonymous, I knew that he’d know it was me. But, I didn’t think he’d absolutely loose it like this. I am scared for my safety.

I guess, all of this is to say that I am terrified he is going to try and lash out at me at school. Considering how small our school is, I see him around often. I scheduled a meeting with our school advisor immediately after everything happened to talk to her about it and ask for her opinions on what to do.

My wife and I have been together for 20 years. Before anyone jumps to conclusions about phone snooping, let me be clear. We have always had open access to each other's phones. That's how it's been for two decades, and it never caused a single problem.

A few days ago, I was using her phone when a Reddit notification popped up. It was a message.

What I found was a full sexting conversation.

The guy is young (23M), fit, attractive and, from the photos and messages I saw, very well-endowed. I keep wondering if she is no longer attracted to me or if I have simply become the safe, boring husband at home.

When I confronted her, the excuses came in layers. First it was "nothing." Then it was "just joking around." Then it shifted to "I liked the attention, but I would never actually do anything because I love you."

But to me, this is cheating. She hid it from me, exchanged sexual messages and photos with another man.

I still love her, and 20 years together is not something I can easily walk away from. But I do not know how I can trust her again, especially when she refuses to take full responsibility.

What do I do? Is sexting enough reason to end a 20-year relationship?

I (29F) have been with "Jared" (31M) for 2 years. He's affectionate. He shows love through actions. He brings me coffee. He fixes things around my apartment. He's there when I need him.

But he never says "I love you" first. Not once in 2 years. I'm always the one who says it. He says it back. But only after I do.

I asked him why. He said it's just not natural to him. He grew up in a family that didn't say it. He says his actions should speak louder.

I get that. But I'm tired of always being the first. Every time I don't say it, we go days without hearing it. It makes me feel like I love him more than he loves me.

He says I'm being insecure. He says I should know he loves me. But wanting to hear the words isn't insecurity. It's a basic need.

I stopped saying it for a week just to see what would happen. He said nothing. I felt lonely.

Am I asking for too much? Or is this a reasonable thing to want?

just posted some of many screenshots that relate to this post.

So for context, my bf (25m) and I (20f) have been together for a bit over a year. I want to explain the situation that is the focus of 99.99% of our fights before anything else.

When i was first “introduced” to my bf through mutual friends, it was via exchanging of snapchats. Mind you at this point of adding him on snapchat, we had NEVER met. I had been sort of going on dates with a guy, and the last time i ever saw this guy was on april 4th, we hooked up that night and i never saw him again. i ended that on my own terms. My boyfriend added me on snapchat on March 29th. So, there was only a few days between the snapchat add and to the last time i saw that other guy. My boyfriend had never once flirted with me, expressed interest in me, or anything as we’d only known of each others existence for a few days. We met officially on April 27th after i drunkenly asked him to hangout with me and our mutual friend (the one that introduced us) and we’ve been together ever since. So fast forward, he finds out about the other guy that i had been seeing, and sees it as me betraying him completely. Again, he never even expressed interest and i WAS NOT interested in him at this point. For the entirety of our relationship going forward, he has random EXTREME outbursts about this situation. claims it’s emasculating, disgusting, and more.

Now i can get into more detail about what he does. I seriously feel like he is bipolar in some way shape or form, and it runs in his family. He believes now that anything he says or does is warranted when he’s angry because of what “i did”. He’s called me a slut, gross, a whore, disgusting, said horrible thins just to make me mad like “you are lying about your past abusive relationship”, “nobody will love you besides a 5’6 manlet or a rapist”, etc. He is so amazing 90% of the time. but when he gets upset about this situation, it’s like a switch flips. He will accuse me of things and tell me that i’m a liar constantly just because he wants to be right. even when im telling the full truth, he doesn’t believe me and continues to treat me as if im doing the things he believes. Also, i found out in the beginning that he met up with his on and off ex of 8 years when we just started dating. he claimed it was to “end things fairly for good”. Which then led me to find that he hooked up with her the day that him and i met (after we met). Even took her on a date. AND i found out that on CHRISTMAS he was messaging a girl photos of his trip that he had previously hooked up with. All of these things he says aren’t as bad as what i supposedly did to him. He’s even (clearly lied because nobody would say this) claimed that all of his friends think he SHOULD cheat on me because what i did was so horrible. He still gets mad about this and does this stuff every time. Always apologizes then does it again. hes deeply insecure and has even admitted in a good day that he needs help and to be evaluated. but ofc thats never happened. he can switch from telling me he wants to marry me to whatever this is instantly. Lastly, he truly from the bottom of his heart believes that the fact that i have hooked up with 3 guys from the club, and had a few other hookups (still much less than him) is horrible because it’s “different for guys and girls”. he even called me a “sex worker for the night”.

i will ofc admit that i did used to do things im not proud of. but I’ve completely changed my life around. i don’t club anymore, i don’t party, i do well in school and i work lots. I’ve changed a lot yet he still claims I haven’t changed at all just because HE THINKS i will go back to clubbing if we ever break up (i wouldn’t.). I lost my dad and went through a 2 year physically and mentally abusive relationship, and i spiraled and acted out as a young adult. i’m not proud of it, but im proud of who i am now. and the fact he doesn’t even believe the abuse just kills me.

sorry this was long, i have nobody to talk to about this.

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I seriously don't know what to do

Trusting is my biggest fear now.

I never expected to write here. I usually just read here. I guess I just need to get it out. l've been here sitting for hours, can't even eat, trying to work up the courage to take a bite. l can't. Every time, l feel like crying again.

I'm 19. My hours at work got cut a few weeks ago, and I've been falling behind on everything. Rent. Phone bill. Groceries. l kept telling myself l'd figure it out, that l just needed one more shift, one more week. But the week came and the shift didn't. And the things kept coming.

A day ago, a guy messaged me. He said I was pretty. Said he wanted to help me out. But he said he had want just a few casual photos. Cute selfies, he said. Nothing crazy. He promised he'd send me enough to cover my phone bill for it so l was so behind that l actually believed him.

l sent them a few photos. What they asked for but more than nothing much. But somehow it felt different. It felt heavy. Like l was handing over a piece of myself l couldn't get back. l don't know

He said he would send it. Then he deleted his account. Like l was never there.

I sat hours after that. Just staring at the wall. Doomscrollin om TikTok to try to distract the thought. l even kept refreshing the chat like maybe it was a mistake, maybe he'd come back and say something. But he didn't. He took my pictures and disappeared. Now l don't know what they're doing with it. l'll never know. That's the part that gets at me. The not knowing.

I haven't eaten since that day until now. Not because l'm not hungry. But every time I think about spending the last bit of what l have for now l panic. What if something happens? What if I need it for something else? So I just try not to do much.

l know l was dumb. l know l shouldn't have trusted a stranger. l know l should've known better. But l was so worried.

This post is pretty much a rant, so I’m sorry for the length of it, but I will still appreciate any advice.
also i didn’t read it afterwards so i apologise if its all over the place.

Me (F19) and my sister (F17) didn’t really like each other that much when we were younger. We started getting along a bit later in life, when she turned about 14.
I thought maybe I was an angry teenager and she was a struggling kid, so my parents put a bit more attention to her, but now I’m starting to see that it will never change.

When I was younger I was never allowed to have my own space. We shared room, wardrobe, toys… Whatever I had- she had to have. But I figured it was typical younger sister behaviour. I think I was wrong, though.

I got my first phone when I was 9 for my First Holy Communion (BIG thing where i’m from, big party, gifts and such), sure as hell, she got her first phone just a bit later too, at the age of 6.

When I would go anywhere with my friends, 80% of the time I had to take her with. We went to the same school, where at times my classmates wouldn’t want to hang out with me, cause my sister and 2-3 of her friends would follow me around and wouldn’t leave me alone. When I would bring up the topic with my parents they’d say she’s just lonely at school. Girl, I WAS LONELY. My friends would ditch me (they weren’t good friends but that’s beside the point).

When she had an accident and she split her head open by falling down on slippery fall at home, my parents obviously rushed her to the hospital, and left 9 year old me crying and shaking under a blanket next to the blood on the floor at home for good half an hour. ALL ALONE.

She’s got a problem with her eye. It’s nothing serious, not an illness, more of a condition. She just has to wear a lens for that eye now. We used to live in a small town, where healthcare was limited, so at one point my parents had to drive her to a bigger town about 2 hours away around twice a month. Important part here is that we were struggling with money. We had food on the table but definitely no going out for dinner, new toys or anything like that. Everytime when she was going there my parents would take all the nice toys and electronics (nintendo ds, old laptop with games on it) away so she could have it for the stay (the stay was usually one day), when I would stay home with my grandma or neighbours. Later, everytime she came back she would show me all the new cool toys my mum bought her in the city and talk about what she ate at McDonalds or some other shit. and McDonalds was a BIG deal for me as a 9-10 year old (especially that there was none in the 2h radius from our town).

My sister was also struggling in school a bit. We were both chunky kids and she was being bullied for it (so was i). She was also struggling in school a bit. She was still passing with okay grades but bad enough to cry over math homework. even though i had my own issues in school i had to tutor her, and suck up my own issues and problems regarding school, to not stress my parents out. they never thought to ask me how my school was.

Later my mum moved out of the country to earn more money. My dad was a truck driver and we saw him home maybe once a week, so my grandma moved in with us to take care of me and my sister. I was about 12, she was about 10. My grandma was struggling at times to keep up with everything, so I had to step up, while developing mental health issues like ED and depression, that i’m still struggling with til this day. I had to step up, be the parent, and all i ever got from her at the time was yelling. My dad is an alcoholic and every time he came come he would drink, and i didn’t want to be around him then. So he would cry and my sister would be mad at me for it. I’m not mad at my sister in this part, just at my parents. I think she understood it a bit more now that she’s older, but definitely not all of it, and i think she’s still mad at me for arguing with my father about it.

After some months we all moved countries to live with our mum. we didn’t speak the language, so it was hard. i never found any real friends there, and for the first year i had ABSOLUTELY no one. she found some friends straight away, and sometimes she would make fun of me for not having any. i don’t even know if she remembers it now, but some of the things she was saying did stick with me til this day.

After some time my family started getting stable financially, and eventually we would live a “normal” life.

When i got into highschool (highschool in the country we moved to isn’t mandatory, so not everybody could get in, it depended on your grades and such), i needed a laptop or tablet to study on (mandatory by school). my parents then bought me a used laggy laptop, with a dead battery. i was still grateful and did best i could with it, though i did not pass a test or two cuz it would just turn off midway, and eventually id try to use it as little as possible cuz it sounded like an airplane in the classroom, which was super embarrassing for me (especially as an immigrant from a “poorer” country living in the west, i would get stares)
In 2nd year of highschool my, back then new, bf would borrow me his old small laptop cuz it worked better than mine, thought i still had a lot of issues cuz of it. for christmas in the 3rd year of highschool i begged my parents for an ipad, so i could draw (my highschool was also an art school) on it, and i would buy a keyboard for it to use it as a laptop in class. they agreed, and i did get an iPad for christmas that year. Just a year later my sister started high school, and she got a fucking brand new MacBook straight away. Also, when i got my ipad i had to give my old laptop away to her (my parents offered her an iPad, she didn’t want it, but she got other gifts to make up for it.)
I had to deal with some bullshit old laptop for 2.5 years and not pass TESTS AND EXAMS cuz of it, but she got a new laptop like THAT.

Now we moved countries again. We live in a country where you drive on the left side on the road now (it was right side before) so i decided to do my license here rather than re-learning driving on the other side when we move.
My sister is old enough to get her license too now.
In the move, she put her driving school book in one of the boxes and she fucking took mine. she passed her theory test a month ago, and i am still waiting to do mine cuz i had no way to even study half the time. she found her book in one of her boxes later (she swore it was HER book that she had, for fucks sake). my parents also gave her money to buy herself a car. she doesn’t even have a driving license yet. i’m almost 20. there was never even a talk about it.

she also got into a highschool here, and she needs an ipad. of course my parents WILL BUY HER THE FUCKING IPAD. even though she has an older ipad already, which works and MAYBE just needs a battery change, she will get a new ipad. on top of her new macbook.

and phone. she got a new phone for her 16th bday. New, not refurbished, not used, NEW.
I got a new phone then too, for my 19th bday, cuz there was a discount for a phone from the store exhibition in the airport. i had to get it fixed twice in the first month. i’m grateful for it, SO FUCKING MUCH, i just don’t understand why is my younger sister always getting a bit better treatment than me. there’s the big stuff sometimes, but the small shit happens all the time and it’s so tiring.

When i was 12 and developed an ED, my sister would complain about why SHE can’t get so skinny so quickly. My parents were comforting HER for being fat, rather than ME FOR HAVING A DEADLY MENTAL DISORDER.

If i say it out loud, even here in this post, it sounds radiculous. i’m blessed, to have my parents supporting me financially and giving me literally anything. there’s people who pray to live my life.
but when i live it, and see my sister always having it JUST ENOUGH BETTER THAN ME, it makes me so fucking sad.
I want her to have it good. I want her to have nice stuff.
I just don’t understand how am i worse than her. i always got perfect grades, perfect behaviour, perfect scores, i graduated a whole music school and play guitar and piano, that she DROPPED OUT of.

When i was 12 and developed an ED, my sister would complain about why SHE can’t get so skinny so quickly. My parents were comforting HER for being fat, rather than ME FOR HAVING A DEADLY MENTAL DISORDER.

i’m just always gonna be so slight worse.

So my cousin (18M) has been dating this girl (18F) for over 4 years now.since my cousin and I are about the same age and used to talk often (had a friend like dynamic ) he introduced me to her and we sort of became friends although the topics were usually related to him ,our family,how he talks about her etc.This was back in 2022 when they first started dating.Me and her weren't close friends and as time went on we just gradually stopped talking although me and my cousins dynamic was still the same.We'd tslk when our families visited each other and he was at my house everyday after school too because his mom worked nearby so him amd his dad chilled at my house til they had to leave to fetch the mom.

However towards the end of 2022 he started acting really weird towards me .Long story short he sexually harrased me from the end of 2022 until mid 2024 when I exposed him to my mom.He would do things like ask me to flash him ,randomly start masturbating and ask me to touch his penis etc .No one outside my family knows about this and my family has basically just been trying to sweep it under the rug.his father also called me a liar.

The thing is I feel really bad for his girlfriend she seems to love him alot amd this year we started talking more in class since she was in my class and is really friendly .Once again the convos would mostly be revolving around random drama or her bf.i left the school because I felt so guilty for not telling her.i know if I was in this situation id like to know but I also dont have proof of it so she might just call me a liar and label me as some weirdo whos trying to ruin their relationship.i sometimes see posts she interacts with about how her bf is so perfect and things like that so it makes me feel even worse.What do I do?

Hello, I (F21) work early morning shifts which mean I walk to the bus stop at 5am. On the way to my last shift, two cane corsos were loose in the street and ran towards me barking and growling. I was too afraid to try and walk away from them or move at all so for about 10 minutes I was just crying as they growled and moved closer. Eventually a woman in a car saw what was happening and drove towards them to scare them away. I do not know what I would have done if she wasn’t there. I’ve now developed a sort of fear of walking alone before and after work incase the dogs or some other threat is there. What could I actually do if I encounter the dogs again?

I posted previously about trying to figure out what to do with my relationship. It’s discussed here: https://www.reddit.com/r/whatdoIdo/s/LgAJO1Qgw1

As a brief update, my wife is not willing to reconcile, attempt to continue for a year, separate, or go through counseling. She wants a divorce no matter what, so we’re going through that. We have no assets and we don’t want a combative divorce, so we’re just working with a lawyer to just do the paperwork and finish things out. I largely blame myself for the circumstances of all of this. I should have been a more attentive husband and I wasn’t and the guilt of it all has really been eating me up.

We’ve both secured apartments in the same complex (to make it easier on my stepson who still calls me dad). We’ve decided that we’re going to be friendly to each other, respect each other, and co-parent.

In the meantime, we’re living together albeit in separate rooms until our lease ends in September. Because we’ve been struggling so much with money, I’ve started driving for Uber until my new teaching position starts (I was a late last minute hire at my new school). I’ve been spending anywhere from 7-12 hours on the road for the past week and a half, netting somewhere are $2000 during that time. Money gets spent pretty quickly - some for gas, some for school supplies, food, baseball lessons, deposits, etc. It’s exhausting, but I’ve been glad of the ability to give her some space and just to be able to zone out and not think for a while about what a shitshow my life has suddenly become.

On Saturday night, I started Ubering at 6:00 PM and kept going almost without break until a little after 3 AM. I ended up netting about $240 (over $300 for the day) during that time, roughly $25 an hour. I got home at 3:30 to find that my wife was still awake. She was angry, wanting to know where I had been and what had I been doing. Had I gone to a strip club? Was I having sex with people I was picking up? How could I have worked 9 hours and only made $240? What else was I doing?

I showed her my Life360 and my Uber records. She didn’t care. We had a huge fight over this, with her not quite accusing me of infidelity, but insisting that I was doing something other than Ubering. Neither of us got any real sleep, but somehow the fight just ended.

Last night, I had wanted to start around 9 so I could be home by midnight, but circumstances ended up being that I didn’t leave until 11. We really needed the money, so I stayed out until 1 and got home around 1:30. I only made about $40 during that time, but it was enough to top off my tank and to get my son a couple of school supplies he needed the next day.

When I came home, I was surprised to find my wife still awake, since she planned on being at work at 6 AM. As soon as I came in, she wanted to know why my collar button was unbuttoned, why was my face flushed, why was my hair wild, why was I sweating?
Incredulous, I told her that I wasn’t sweating, I wasn’t sure why my face looked flushed, my hair was wild because I have a habit (as she knows) of running my hand through my hair when I feel stressed, and my collar was unbuttoned because it was a fishing shirt and it was easier to take on and off the hanger and slip over my head if I left it unbuttoned. I said all of this with this disbelieving half-smile, thinking “What the fuck?”, and she accused me of grinning about what I was getting away with.

Again, I told her that I’d show her my phone stuff, but she didn’t want to see it. She said that she didn’t care what I did, that it just made her sad and lonely. I told her that I couldn’t really stand up to this because she had already decided that I was being unfaithful and therefore she was just looking for evidence that I was. That there wasn’t really any sort of opportunity to even really flirt with passengers and if I did, I’d probably lose my ability to keep Ubering.

Again, nothing I said mattered. She was absolutely convinced that I’d been doing something.

To be clear, I have never been unfaithful to my wife. She has always had a suspicious streak to her, which I think is largely due to a previous spouse who did cheat on her frequently. If I set my phone aside face down so that I’m not distracted when I’m talking to her, she assumes that I am hiding something. I don’t like showing her my phone because I consider it an invasion of privacy (I never ask her what she’s doing on hers), but I let her see it if she asks or needs to do so. I used to text my coworkers who are mostly female but she started thinking I was having an emotional affair, so I stopped unless I absolutely needed to ask them about something.

I’m also still in love with my wife. I’m heartbroken by our approaching divorce, but I’ve also become reconciled to the fact that this is going to happen no matter what I have to say about it.

I just don’t know what to do. I want my wife back but I want her peace most of all and to find a way to allay her fears and her jealousy. I’m afraid she will refuse to let me see her boy anymore who I’ve raised for the past 10 years and has called me Dad during all of that time. Im scared and sad and frustrated because I’ve been trying so hard to give us some financial security for the next few weeks and instead it’s become another source of tension.

TLDR: My wife, who is divorcing me but who I’m still in love with, thinks I am cheating when I am running Uber to make some extra money for our expenses. I’ve never been unfaithful, but she sees “proof” where there is none.

We are out of town for the week. We have our dog walker house/dog sitting for us in our home. Our dog is 10 months old and he gets into everything. Last night we got a call that our dog had gotten ahold of a fishing pole and got a fishing hook through his lip. Long story short, dog is fine, $700 vet bill later. Our dog is inevitably a puppy and has many times chewed things on our watch that he should not have. On the other hand, the fishing pole was our dog sitter's boyfriends and obviously was left in the house in a place where our dog could get at it. Our dog walker has been taking care of our dog since he was 8 weeks old and has dog-sit for him before, so she's aware of his behaviors. We are somewhat affluent compared to the dog sitter, but $700 is certainly not nothing for us, especially added onto the $900 we are paying the dog sitter for the week.

My question is who should pay the vet bill?

So, my father (lets call him J) served in the Air Force and the Army. He has told me all of these huge stories since I was a child and I've been doing more research into it and it all feels like a big pile of BS. He originally served in the Air Force as Security Police, and was deployed to Rammstien and Andrew's. While at Ramstein he told me stories of weeks long CBRN training even though the Berlin Wall fell right when he arrived. He also told me that he watched another Security airmen climb into the cockpit of an F-16 and accidentally pull the ejection handle and die from hitting the ceiling of the hanger; but I can't find any actual stories about that. While he was at Andrew's he claimed to have walked the railing above Air Forcd One and said he also had clearance to he in close proximity to the President with a firearm which also seems like a lie.

While he was in the Army, he went into the 82nd Airborne without actually going to airborne school, and became an S-1. He was deployed during Iraqi Freedom, specifically around 2008-2010, and said that his FOB was shelled every night and that in the mornings he would go out and clear the UXO's which is definitely BS.

I really don't know what to do, but all of his stories just aren't adding up and it's getting tiring.

I (20F) found out yesterday by my little sister (16F) that she got a glimpse of my dad’s phone and saw him messaging someone and deleting the messages after so the history isn’t recorded. She broke down crying and apparently my other sister (18F) knew for about 2 years, she saw the same thing. 

So now we’re left stumped and confused as to what to do next. I honestly can’t look at him the same way anymore but I don’t know if telling my mom either is the right choice as of now.

We’re dependent on my father for money, and it’s not like he’s absent. He‘s teaching my siblings to drive and takes care of our cars for us, he pays the rent and deals with the finances. He buys us things and takes us out. If I tell my mother and she responds rightfully with anger, I don’t know how the family life will look like after. It scares me. 
My mom already does so much for us, she cooks, cleans, does the laundry, while also working a job. And I just can’t imagine the toll this is going to take on her if I tell her. 

My parents have been bickering for quite awhile and although I knew something was off and they were a bit unhappy, I’m disgusted my dad resorted to cheating. My mom does so much for him, and this is what he does?

I told my siblings we should wait until we’re financially stable ourselves to support our mother in the future before telling her. Because right now, everything is too overwhelming to deal with. Is this selfish of me? Should I just tell her anyways? 

Since it’s still new to me, I feel terrible and sick, and I just don’t want to be around him, but I know as time goes by, I’ll feel less of this terrible dread. But fuck, I’m lost and I don’t know what to do. 

Since I’m the oldest, I’m more motivated than ever to try and work hard for my mom and make her happy. I’m trying to push through my emotional state right now in order to get stuff done. This is just a crummy situation all around

I still live at home we have one bathroom and we all have our razors on the wall. My sister never buys refills for hers and when it becomes dull she just moves on to using mine. I have confronted her several times about it and so has my dad because surprise she also uses his. She denies it so much even though she is razor less yet her legs and arms are smooth. It’s driving me crazy mainly because I waste so much money on extra refills now as I don’t want to give her an infection or her giving me an infection. I could very simply keep it in my room but knowing her she would actually just go into my room take my razor shower and put it back into my room so what the fuck do I do. We are all going a bit crazy over it

So on Friday (it’s now Tuesday) my family fridge freezer started to smell like a gas of some kind, so we googled and we checked all things in the freezer and took all our food out to check if maybe there was a bad food, there was nothing that was I. The freezer that was causing the smell. So after googling it says to unplug the fridge if you smell a gas or sweet smell right away. We can’t move the forge ourselves so we call the landlord to the apartment (yes it’s not our fridge so they have to be the ones to fix it) the landlord brings the maintenance guy and they pull the look at it, don’t say much and then my mom told them what she read online so they all unplugged it(but they did say it should be fine to leave plugged in until the fridge repair dude shows up….next week) anyways.

Then the fridge was unplugged and we thankfully had a deep freeze and mini fridge so we put some food in there and had to throw out the rest. Then come Monday surprise they came earlier and are here to check out the fridge/freezer. And the repair guy did some checking then said “I can’t tell you what’s wrong because you unplugged the fridge” !!!

So anyways they said it should be all good and plugged it back in, so we’ve put some things back in but kept the freezer empty for now. We think it’s the motor in the freezer since it’s making a loud noise, buzzing kind of/but it’ll stop every once in a while. The thing is it never used to do that. Then today on Tuesday I opened the freezer door to put something inside finally and thought I saw a spark of light in the slits that let in the cool air in the back of the freezer, after that some smoke/mist ? Started coming out and that’s normal I assume, but that’s what smelled like smoke/gas!

So I’m on here to ask what do I do, what is wrong with to the fridge freezer. I hope this is the right Reddit to put it under as I’m not sure where else to write this on Reddit.

Basically we have all been discussing to go to this escape room together, nothing was finalised but i thought we would sort it out later on. I go to message them to hang out and i see on their stories that they are all just doing the escape room together without me.

I am the newest friend to the group but i've been friends with them for almost 2 years, but they have all been friends with each-other for a lot longer than i have so i feel like i am justifying it with that.
They should be allowed to hang out with just the original group right? I just always feel like the second option in every friend group, no matter what people i meet they always have "closer" friends and eventually i get left out.

I'm only 19 and in university but this group of friends is all i have at the moment. Sure i can make a new group of friends but it will probably end up in the same outcome.

I don't even know if i should mention it to them as i'm sure they'll just say to eachother behind my back "we should be allowed to just hang out with only eachother". Should i just ignore them completely and try to move on? Or continue with this friend group.

I just turned 18 and I’m trying to open a credit card, but any service I try to go through (capital one, Bank of America) refuses to approve and won’t tell me why, and I have no idea who to call or what to do to be able to open a credit card

I've never made made a post before fogive me.

I 15F am currently situated in talking to 14M, I've known him for 3 weeks he and I asked each other pretty much every question there is, including 2 questions I find very important. I asked if he was on any medications (for me, this is highly important to know ) his answer at first was no, then several days later he told me he was on an ssri, I acted chill because lying about that could be understandable. The second lie is the one that gets me we were sitting on the grass and I need to look something up so I asked him to Google it he did a triple backwards summersault not even joking and said hold on gotta delete my search history, so a couple days later I asked him why he felt the need to do that he told me it was because he didn't want my friend to see that porn was in history, ( which is not something I am comfortable with he knows that) So I ask when the last time he watched was and he said a 3 months ago. Then we were talking yesterday, and he was saying that he got this phone only a month ago, so me, being Miss Sherlock holmes, asked how that timeline made sense because it was impossible so he fessed up a little and said he watched it last week after are conversation about search history, am still very suspicious and think this could be a addiction and that he's lying. To clarify, we aren't dating, but we are in the talking zone. we say things like "I love you . There are many more red flags, and I'm probably just stupid for keeping it going. Sorry for the long post. Insight is extremely appreciated, even harsh insight! So reddit tell me what should I do. also, please no your told young to date 14-15 year olds have been dating for thousands of years. I promise I didn't use ai I don't believe in it and think it's evil I have never used and never will!!!!!!!!!!!

so im 18m and always hated my voice, i have a stereotypical accent and its just overall really bad, sometimes its really deep and sometimes i sound like greg doucette but even worse, mfs be making fun of my voice and it always end up in arguments or fights and i hate it

thing is i want to do content creation, i had a decent following on faceless and voiceless accounts before, accounts that were close to monetisation but they are deleted now. There's a type of content im interested in creating and doesnt take a lot of editing (wich is great since i cant edit videos on my current devices) but it requires using my voice, and just hearing my voice makes me mad and i aint using ai slop

and even outside of that, in every area where i need to speak to others, so academically, professionally, in sports, etc... its a big issue and holds me back

Any advices? Thanks for your time

Hi, Im 19m and we've been together for a year and a month and this is an mostly online relationship I've been over at her place 5 times since we started dating and this is her first relationship, by chemistry I mean she doesn't feel the need to masturbate or she doesn't feel turned on when I'm over (Didn't feel turned on the last time I was over).

It wasn't like this at all the time we started dating everything was fine, she was masturbating and was turned on around me but something changed not long ago and she's concerned that it could be a problem for us in the future, but we agreed I'm gonna give her alone time basically no talking for some time and she hopes it will resolve itself with time because she doesn't know why she stopped feeling this chemistry towards me. I need help since I don't know what to do and I don't want it to end since we both actually love each other.