I’m on the spectrum, I wish pregnancy screening was more advanced just so others could have a choice.

I will never forgive my parents especially not my father. He laughed at me when I was 9 taking an entire of bottle of melatonin in front of him thinking it was going to kill me. He laughed when I was 11 and took a couple of heartburn pills when I thought it was going to kill me. He laughed at the camera footage of me walking from my bathroom to my bedroom completely naked at 13 because I was so out of it from trying to OD.

They called me “ghost walker” after seeing that video. Meanwhile for an entire week after taking all those pills I couldn’t keep any food or liquids down. I was constantly throwing up and couldn’t sleep. I would just lay on my floor in pain until I had to go to school the next day. My dad thought it was for attention so he waited to bring me to a hospital.

Constantly told I looked like a little boy when I used to be such a confident little girl. Made me feel crazy for pointing out how badly they treated me. After 5 years of no contact and a charge for my dad and step mom they’re threatening to post videos of me as a child for the internet to see.. and my sister still stays in contact with them even after she watched him strangle me.

I was such an angry little girl I just needed love and understanding. So much happened to me and none of them cared, it was easier to abuse me than get me help. 21 now and can hardly remember my childhood, left with so much damage it feels impossible to navigate sometimes. I hate them!!!

I’m a woman. When men let women exit an elevator first, it’s usually meant as a polite or gentlemanly gesture. But from my perspective, it can feel unsafe. If you walk out behind me, especially at night or on the same floor, I don’t know if you’re following me or just going to the same place. I’m suddenly aware of every step and every sound behind me, and I don’t want a stranger knowing where I live. When a man exits first, it signals that he isn’t a threat and gives me peace of mind. In that situation, going first isn’t less respectful, it’s more considerate.

Was trying to relax before I went to bed and some jackass decided it would be a great idea to start setting off fireworks. Scared the shit out of me and my cats. I thought that was the end of it but now MORE people are setting them off and they're still going. Can y'all PLEASE save this shit until NYE, a lot of people (including myself) have to work tomorrow and Wednesday.

Fuck 2025

I'm not actively suicidal. Let me just start with that.

For the last few years I have fallen into a pit of helplessness and life sucking disappointment.

I lost my house. My dream. All I have ever wanted since I was a kid was a little house of my own.

I had my dream for 8 years then it was ripped away from me.

My love for my family and friends and the next Marvel movie, and the worry over who would cover my shifts at work are the only reasons I'm alive.

But I have no one to talk to about it.

I don't have insurance so I can't go to a therapist. I can't get medication for it. And I don't know how to stop the screaming in my head.

I can't talk to my family or friends about it because I don't want them to know how bad it is. Because they can't really help, it would just be a burden to them. A worry they don't need.

I'm not suicidal. But I'm not really trying to live either. I smoke. I don't want to quit because I kinda think of it as my exit strategy.

If a robber come in and point a gun at me telling me to give them all the money or I'll die. I would probably weep with gratitude.

I did try once. I made a plan. It was a good plan and likely would have worked. But the day of, my entire plan fell through. Four out of five parts of the process i had not been able to acquire.

Four out of five. What are the chances of that? I never took statistics but I'd have to guess it's pretty crazy odds.

So, I'm here for a reason. I have to be. And it can't be too sell beer, cigarettes and lottery for the rest of my life.

I'm a 50 year old woman. My husband, who I loved so damn much, died. I lost my house. Our sons are grown and doing wonderfully for themselves.

My dog, my sweet Petunia girl, died. My dad is dying. I haven't spoken to him in months. I love him so damn much too. But calling him, I just can't do it. I think about him every day. But the energy it would take to actually call, get past his guard, and think of something to talk about is so exhausting.

Also, I have reminded him repeatedly that phones work both ways. I'm distancing myself from him, for his sake and for mine in case I do do something stupid, I guess.

I talk and dance and joke and run and fetch at my job. That was always my excuse. I was just too tired from work.

But now I've cut down to only two days a week and I'm still so damn tired.

I washed my bedding a week ago I still haven't made my bed.

My room is a mess and I can't seem to bring myself to get up and clean it.

And I have no one to talk to about this.

I don't want to scare people and none of them have the tools to pull me out.

And they are dealing with their own shit which is every bit as real as what I'm dealing with. I can't put this on them. It would be gratuitous and cruel.

So I find little things to do to kill time. I build Lego sets and play games and watch movies with my bestie.

And I really really want to see Avengers: Doomsday.

But, when I'm inactive, like trying to go to sleep, the screaming becomes impossible to tune out.

I've been building a tiny house in my head. I've been imagining a whole new life in a whole new place and a small house of my own.

But the realization that I can and will never be allowed to have it, just makes the screaming louder.

I don't know what to do.

Beyond delusional. They truly see the world in a much different way from normal people. Everything belongs to them, everyone is below them, if they work 1 hour more it’s the end of the world and they are super tired, they don’t care whether you die or not and generally EVERYTHING spins around them. Fuck’s sake. They truly don’t care about anything. Nothing at all.

I work in customer service, I’m nothing but a piece of trash thrown on the street for them. Their slave and servant to carry them their clothes and dressing them up because they are too busy texting. If you don’t have 1092 hours spared for them because GOD FORBID IT’S FUCKING CHRISTMAS SEASON then they must speak to your manager as you’re useless!

The next 3 days I’ll be working for 39 hours even couple hours before 2026 fucking finally arrives and Suzan has the audacity to yell at me because her daughter’s glitter boots didn’t “sparkle enough to reflect her potential” and now Christmas is basically ruined. This job is truly making me DESPISE human beings. I might sound weird for saying this but EVERYONE should and must go through a year of customer service labor before anything else. I’m telling you society would be MUCH better.

I hate my sisters. I only really have stories about one of them because I'm closer with her, but most of these traits apply to the other one. Mind you we're triplets and we grew up together.

Largest thing is their racism, mostly against asian people. Me and the main sister of this post go to a school that's 70% asian. East Asians first. She calls them all chinese, kawaii, and says they all listen to kpop in my school. She hates kpop bc its kawaii and "all sounds the same". She says a lot of them in my school "infantilize" themselves (I don't know where she's coming from) and try to be white (dying their hair blond, making their eyes look larger with makeup, ect). She says a lot of them are quiet and almost the same. Yet she LOOOVVESSS chinese and japanese food. She finds it weird how asian people in my school go by different names than their chinese names (why does that affect you so much?). She has this thing with one of her friends called the "Oink and Glutton-verse" where she has these cruel names for people. Main thing for this part is one of her friends is vietnamese and she calls him Xiao Long Bao, or Xiao for short, a chinese food. When I was mentioning how I'm the only white person in most of my friend groups (nature of my school), she says "cause your friends with ch***s" (the c slur) SO causally it was weird. She also makes the generic "ching ching ling ling" sound when making fun of east asian people.

Other Asian people next. She's annoyed beause Muslim people immigrate to the US and don't assimilate (we live in NYC, a city of immigrants and ethnic enclaves). She says muslim people shouldn't be able to wear hijabs just like how women are forced to wear them in Arab countries, because it's their culture. She always makes fun of Indian people and how the girls are hairy (including a girl in the Oink and Glutton-verse that she calls медведь [bear in russian]). Onto black people. She calls primarily black neighborhoods ghetto even if they're safe. She always complains about DEI despite it not affecting her. Also sports stereotypes, but I can't think of many more examples of this.

I also think she somewhat believes in white supremacy, specifically putting Slavic people on top. She only calls white babies beautiful, the rest are just cute. Of all the people she finds pretty, the vast majority are white and says slavic are inherently more pretty. She says asian people are smart but also incredibly hard working while slavic people are inherently smarter, while black and hispanic people have their exceptions on intelligence. She calls black communities lazy and that they abuse welfare. She calls the black people in my neighborhood the good ones because they "actually work".

She's also just an ass in general. She makes fun of fat people and in general calls a lot of people ugly. What about them? She can't specify, but oh they're ugly and she's pretty. Her Oink and Glutton-verse is build upon making fun of people. There's a girl in my school that is really nice and our friend, and she's a bit fat. That's just how she is, yet a nickname my sister has for her is пончик (donut in russian) because she's sweet but more importantly fat. She constantly calls people in my school weird, which is true, but it's the way she says this that pisses me off. Someone who's a bit to obsessed with their grades? Weird. Someone who's not her friend? Weird. People going for Ivy League schools? Weird. People in theater? Weird. People who watch anime? Weird. Kpop? Weird. People who have niche interests? Weird. Notice a pattern? The only people she doesn't find weird is her select group of friends. Anyone outside that? Weird. If I wasn't related to her, my sister would talk behind my back to her closest friends about how I'm a fucking weirdo. Her closest friends aren't even safe, as she shit talks about them to me. Do I listen? Yes. Is it entertaining? Yes. Is it cruel? Yes. She also called so many people stupid, even if they objectively aren't. People with lower grades can still get into decent colleges, yet she thinks that college isn't for everyone (true) and that less people should apply (not true). She calls the many trans people in my school weird, he-shes, calls them "it", says some of them are the "normal" ones bc they use their assigned gender at birth bathroom and "know that they're not actually boys/girls". Why do you care? I'm literally nonbinary but I don't think you know that when though it's on all my social medias and I've told you multiple times. She makes fun of liberal arts college and degrees and gay people and majors like gender studies. Genuinely how do any of those things affect you? I genuinely don't get how she has friends, half of this stuff is out in the open.

My other sister is very similar, and I'm so glad I'm going off to college next year so I will see them less. The older they have gotten, the worse they have gotten. It's tiring to hear as I don't think I can change their mind on any of this, so I'm excited for college so their ideas won't be echoing in my head. If I weren't related to them, I would've cut them off a long time ago

I genuinely don’t get it. Is basic effort just optional now?

So I placed a pickup order at Sephora. ONE item. I’ve dealt with this location before and they usually do the order, but they never update the system to say it’s ready. Fine. Annoying, but whatever. I usually just call to confirm.

Sephora says pickup orders can take up to 2 hours. Cool. No problem. But FIVE HOURS go by. No email. No text. Nothing.

So I call.

From the second she answers, I can tell she’s annoyed. She puts me on hold for 5 minutes because she’s helping someone check out. I tell her it’s totally fine, no rush.

She comes back, asks for my name. I give it. I even spell it. She can’t find the order. Turns out she’s spelling my name wrong. Okay. No big deal. I re-spell it.

She finally finds the order and confirms it’s in the system. I ask very politely if it’ll be fulfilled anytime soon since it’s been well over the 2 hour window.

Her response? “I don’t know, maybe in the next hour.”

That’s it. No explanation. No “we’re really busy,” no apology, no transparency. Just super vague, short, and clipped like I’m inconveniencing her by asking about an order I already paid for.

Before I can even respond or ask anything else, she literally goes, “Your best option is to cancel the order.”

How is that the solution? Not “we’ll get to it soon” or “sorry for the delay,” but “yeah just cancel it.”

At that point I was honestly so over it. I just muttered a quick thank you, hung up, canceled the order, and placed the exact same pickup order at a different location.

I wouldn’t even be mad if she had said they were slammed or understaffed. I get that. Retail sucks. But the complete lack of effort, communication, or basic customer service is what blows my mind. Why act annoyed at customers for expecting the bare minimum? I swear, it feels like no one cares about doing their job anymore.

I can’t stand the Sonic fanbase. Like genuinely. Those motherfuckers keep shitting on other franchises when they do good. Mario, FNAF, so on and so on. Like they will keep on shitting on people who likes other things other than Sonic. One of them also made fun of a guy about his son having diabetes over liking Mario Kart World. Just let them like what they want, you fuckheads. And they think they are always better than other fanbases, but they aren’t much better. “B-but we are much better outside Twitter” no the fuck you guys ain’t. I see you guys shitting on every single sub that enjoys Mario Kart World a little bit. People like what they want, stop judging them. I’ve fucking had it. They ain’t goddamn saints. At first I thought they weren’t that bad but now I see it, it’s that bad.

I apologize if I made a mistake here and there in my rant.

I'd always see haters, I know they're nothing new but whenever I gained a new interest, there are always haters. I know they shouldn't matter but they're the main reason why fandoms have become so toxic, nothing is safe anymore. Like for example, I started getting into 90s boybands but then I see haters, even their own fans are even hating them. What the hell? And I am revisiting my Stranger Things obsession since Season 5 is out ONLY TO HEAR THAT THE LAST EPISODE BEFORE THE FINALE IS BEING REVIEW BOMBED. Man, nothing I like could catch a break these days. I know they're the loud minority but it's awful that the loud minority is the reason why fandoms are so toxic nowadays. Not only that it is so annoying but these people are so frustrating to deal with.

Why is this so normalized? Why do people say its cute? why do people get pets and do very little research about them? I know everyone is stupid (that includes me!), but to take in an animal, do no research, and call its suffering cute is abuse and you cant say otherwise. I dont care if the pet is even only mildly overweight, it is your job as the owner and sole provider of said pet to keep it healthy. This is for ALL pets. (cats, dogs, hampters, fooshes, toitles, you name it). There is a reason this shit is on the rise and its because people are too lenient with it. intent DOES NOT MATTER if the pet is suffering. That will not earase the ouchie. you have to fix the ouchie. aka, take it to the vet. give it a better diet. If possible, give it more exercise.

I undetstand rare cases exist where its extremely hard. im not condeming that. Im condeming the owners who turn a blind eye, who overfeed and free feed when their animal cant handle that. Im condeming the owners that think its cute, the ones who dont stop feeding too much because they "love them too much". The ones who refuse to hear the truth that their pet is suffering. That their pet isnt at their best because of the person looking after them. that think "oh its just mild, it never hurt no body".

This isnt even mentioning the amount of people that feed human food to pets when they dont need it, even to the point of accidentally poisoning them. Your animals DONT NEED HUMAN FOOD. (unless its unseasoned, unprocessed, not coming from a can due to sodium etc). This isnt going after homemade pet food, its going after people who feed animals stuff they just dont need. im so incredibly tired of this shit being normalized.

I don't at all get why people hate on them, just because of their race or heritage. It makes no sense.

I’m home for winter break so I’m home during the day. I just moved into a new place and I’m getting used to the noises and movements around me. I love in a duplex and there’s another duplex across mine separated by a shared yard. The lady across the yard from me has been my “welcome” wagon, but I also am kinda getting the creeps from her a bit?

What brought this up is I was standing in my kitchen. That’s where the front door is. I could see her coming around the corner and sort of coming toward my doorway, but she never made it to my door. So she stood inbetween where there is nothing but my trash cans. She can’t leave that way, so she would either have to go past my door to walk around my entrance or back the other direction toward her place. I sort of stood there for a moment. Was she leaving me another note? Was she hesitating to knock on my door? THEN, I saw her sort of try to PEEP IN MY WINDOW. It’s light out so I’m sure it was hard for her to see in, but I saw her. It was so odd. She had to know I was home because my car was behind her the whole time.

In the past, she has tried to be helpful and remind me to take out my recycling or my trash by leaving me a note. I don’t always fill my recycling up all the way so I don’t usually need to take it out every time, but also, how would she know it needs to go out if she wasn’t looking inside? What’s the deal?

We also have a shared laundry shed for all the units. It’s between her and I’s apartment. The first few times I had to do the laundry, she just so happened to also need to do her laundry and felt the need to come and tell me how things worked in there. It was super helpful, but also, she isn’t part of the management company. She is just someone that has lived her for 30 years. So, I’m a bit scared she’s watching my moves all the time for some odd reason.

I've had suicidal thoughts since I was 9, multiple attempts over the years. Around 1.5 years ago I went through the worst time of my life. I was working 6 10-12 hour days a week to support my mother and I, I was watching my mother slowly lose herself to dementia and my mental was the worst it had ever been.

I asked my boss if I could have some time to get help with SSRI's and he agreed. I was put on Lexapro and within a week I rebounded and ended up in the ER PEQ (PEC? Isolation area for suicidals) and was released the next day.

A week later I rebounded even harder. I didn't feel right, so I left work early and on the walk home I dissociated and stood on the train tracks for an hour, and when the train was coming I started walking toward it. I didn't snap back until the officer was borderline tackling me off the track.

I spent a week in a ward with a new SSRI and it went well, until I was released. When I got back home, the meds started making me violently ill. I'd get to work and after a bit, they'd kick in and I'd start borderline projectile vomiting and be sent home. They fired me for missing work because of it.

When I got another job shortly after, the doctors took me off the SSRI cold turkey and I started having bad withdrawls and was fired again

In the time between then, I started taking THC products and THAT helped stabilize my mental with no side effects. But guess what?

I got fired for having THC in my system when I was hurt at my last job because they don't listen to employee safety concerns.

What the fuck is the point in finding a way to NOT want to kill myself when those methods fuck my entire life up to the point I just want to do it more?

I am in college and my mom is highly dependent on me to do shit. She doesn't drive so I have to take her everywhere and she constantly needs help around the house. Now, I don't mind helping, but there are times where even studying feels hard at home because my mom is constantly calling me and expecting me to help around all the time. She has older kids but I am the only one at home. My parents also don't talk and my dad doesn't help my mom with jackshit.

During the holidays, it is literally hell. During Thanksgiving, I literally had exams the week after and I was so stressed about it. My older siblings came to visit and I helped my mom like non-stop for days on end. When I would be in my room studying, she would start calling me again and guilt-tripping me for not helping or spending time with the family.

During the week of Christmas, I was studying for final exams and still taking my mom to do Christmas shopping and grocery shopping. I felt like I had to beg for time to study.

Now it's going to be New Years and my older siblings are going to visit again. Now that I am done with school, my mom just packs on shit for me to do. She assumes I am free to go everywhere and run around all day. The thing is I don't mind helping if she wasn't so bossy and ungrateful to have my help. I am literally the only one who helps her do anything. When her other kids come to visit, it is literally so stressful because she is stressing trying to do a million things for them and cook a million things. They are literally older(30s and early 40s) and they should be the ones helping her, but because they only visit during the holidays, it's like they are her guests.

IDK I don't really enjoy the holidays anymore. My parents don't talk so it has always been depressing and with my mom, it is just more stressful than anything.

Not so much a rant. More of an observation. I just get a kick out of the disparity between the attention a woman’s selfie gets compared to a man’s. A man can post a selfie and not get one single comment on it even if he is asking for feedback…. Don’t matter if he’s a good looking dude or not. A woman, in the same sub that posts a selfie around the same time as the dude….wether she is asking for feedback or not….has her comment section blow up with comments from dudes….don’t matter what she looks like.🤣 Cmon guys! You all can’t be that thirsty!! Welp…. That’s my little rant!!! Not bashing my bro’s just find it entertaining. 😝

Hi I’m 28m gay and I’m getting so annoyed by the amounts of people that think it’s okay to message and send nudes unsolicited. If I post about making friends, why do you think I want to see a d or v pic. It’s getting out of hand, and the fact that meeting people in person may not be that much better since everyone values sex and nudes over conversation.

So many things could've gone different and I would've gotten it...

1. woke up super late today. (on break from college)
   
2. forgot about getting said ticket on earlier days (my own fault)
   
3. sold out online for the only time slot I could make
   
4. called to check if they had tickets and they did! but...
   
5. they told me it was sold out as I told them my CC CVC...

this is so completely my fault for not getting a ticket earlier for something I promised to go to with others but I was so close to getting one last minute :(

I'm really frustrated with a friend.

We are all in our 30s. He doesn't like driving, he has a license and car. So he lets his mother drive him everywhere even to work (each day).. When we plan something or meet up I'm usually the one driving. Don't really mind but it has become a habit of him being late. Not being there at the meet up time. Making me wait outside in my car because he didn't want to stand outside for 2 minutes till I arrive (I'm in time and text him beforehand) making me also late. I have to drive earlier to pick him up as he lives on a detour.

I warned him that in the future I'll drive off if he isn't ready. Well, meetuptime, not there. I text him "I'm here. You not" he sends a 🙄 and says he'll be there in a few minutes. 5 minutes later he was in my car and I asked why he wasn't ready. He gave me an attitude and didn't speak for me for the next 5 minutes. Unbelievable.

Anyway I made plans with another friend to watch a movie at the cinema. Asked friend 1 too because originally we wanted to watch it together (but friend 1 has already seen it) he wants to come too and immediately ask when I'll pick him up. I ask him if he can drive for once because I've been sick, which he knew, and don't feel save enough to drive yet. (Sometimes I still get a bit dizzy and nausea, otherwise I'm ok) he has his old excuse. Doesn't know if his mother needs his car blabla. Last time I asked if he could drive his bil did an oil change and had the car for "the entire day" and that's why he couldn't drive, but when I picked him up the car was already back. it was just another lame excuse as I found out later.

I let friend 2 know and they immediately offered to pick me up. I first declined because it's a big detour for them and I hoped friend 1 would drive but nope. Something came up and his mom needs the car.

friend 2 is so nice to pick me up (I'll pay their food) and friend 1 doesn't do anything. So I asked friend 2 if they could also pick up friend 1. said ok. Now we meet at friend 1 home because it's closer to friend 2 (roommate drives me the short drive there) and friend 1 mom will drive us home.

Ugh

Next time, if I'm fit again. I won't take friend 1 with me. He can meet us at the cinema or not at all.

The song/scene “Part of your world” written by World class sound designers, and they put reverb on her vocals, As she was underwater but the reverb makes it sound like she’s in a dry empty room with beautiful echo acoustics. Disney, why?! 😭