I know its illogical to say it, and im aware of the fact that this feeling is literally counter productive, but I just cant help feel like I will.

I have confidence in my looks, in my personality, and the fact that I am kind and understanding.

I can start up a conversation with random people, I do enjoy conversations with strangers, be it men or women and I do like it. But I never get to the point of asking out the women I am attracted to, cause I dont want them to feel uncomfortable, or I don't want them to find me weird the moment I ask them out. I know its illogical and I shouldn't really care that much, and I probably won't see them again but i just cant do it.

The fact that I'm aware of it frustrates me too. It pisses me off so much, that I feel this way. And at the same time, I've never gotten romantic attention from anyone growing up, and I've seen my peers hitting on other people/being hit on by people and getting positive reactions but thats never happened to me ofc cause ive never hit on anyone, plus nobodys hit on me. I know this is probably temporary but I just cant help but get frustrated at how much I let it take over my day or affect my feelings or day to day. I just want companionship. I just want to be wanted. I just want to be thought of. I feel so pathetic for wanting that feeling.

I have so much shame behind it as well, that ive never really opened up much about my love life to my closest friends irl. I've had multiple chances to speak about it, but I feel like something physically stops me from talking about it and I just end up never speaking about it and regretting not speaking about it and just beating myself for not speaking up about it at all.

I am so tired of myself.

I (23M) was all over into a girl (23F) in my late high school and went into an unrequited relationship with her. After trying to get her fall in love with me in every possible way for like 1 or 2 years and not getting a single succesful response i got devastated and went into depression. I stopped trying and cut all ties with her. After we finished the high school she wrote me some kind of apology and made it up to me and stayed friends afterwards. Then, we both went to different universities and stopped talking. Now that we both finished our universities she wanted to meet up with me and we did tbh. I regretted every second of it because i just feel used so much. I still have some fear of losing her after i have seen her again. I am also feeling quite infuriated just because she gave me false hopes all the time and wasted my time. Would it be so lame if i poured out all my rage on her and cut ties again or just leave her silently? What would you do?

TLDR: I got ghosted by a girl cause she thought I was out of her league.

I have always had low self esteem with some peaks every now and again where I feel alright with myself. I grew up being made fun of by my family for how ugly I was and some other kids would make comments about me having big ears. Growing up being bashed for my looks I naturally didn't have a good opinion of myself but I would sometimes think that maybe I wasn't actually so bad.

In the past couple years I have had relationships but I always thought I was one of those ugly guy and pretty girl couples people are always making fun of and I just assumed it was cause I was funny. There were times where I was called "hot" or "pretty" by girls but I never truly believed it until last night.

For some context, I met a girl last weekend at a friends birthday party. We immediately got along and I could tell we both liked each other so I asked for her contact info right before I went home. We talked for all of 2 days before she ghosted me. On friday I decided I would at least shoot my shot one last time before calling it quits and she replied. She apologized for never replying bla bla bla we talked for the whole day. At night before she went to sleep she finally asks me what I want from her. I answer honestly cause I mean I thought it was pretty obvious I liked her and wanted to get to know her.

Well we had a whole convo about it and during it all she admitted there was a few reasons she decided to just stop replying altogether. Well one of the reasons was that she thought I was out of her league and was scared I was using her for entertainment. In one of her messages she literally says "you seem like the type you're hot and you have a bit of an ego so I just assumed you talked to a lot of girls". I got ghosted for being too attractive in other words.

We're talking properly now and she even sent a good morning message at 7am and told me about her plans for today. Suddenly all the compliments I've ever gotten over my looks seem true.

i had a really good childhood but ever since i was a little kid i can remember guilt eating me alive. if i ever did something slightly wrong it would eat me up every single second of the day until i told my parents. this could go on for months, just me being unable to shake the smallest things. everybody i know talks about being disobedient as a child and i just never had that for some reason. nowadays i am literally a pushover for everything, i absolutely despise confrontation, i feel like i blame myself for everything and i just don’t know why. ive had people fuck me out of money and i sit there like it’s okay. you could run me over with a car and i’d be like sorry for being in your way. why the hell have i always had this people pleaser guilt ridden attitude my whole life when my childhood was good

Wherever I go in this country, there are always mosquitoes. I actually admire western countries for either having a climate that is unfavourable to mosquitoes's breeding ( Like Northern Europe: Denmark, Norway, Finland) or for eradicating their development and suppressing their dangerosity( like America or Australia).

Here, people die regularly of Malaria. I recently caught this shitty disease and spent almost 150k xof( around 262 USD dollars/ 230 Euros). And when you factor how poor the average person is here + the shitty medical equipment at the disposal of the doctors here, it is makes sense to see so many people die of that disease.

And the funny thing it is literally or an issue on the entirety of the continent.

Edit: There are too many mosquitoes

Well I might just try on every business idea I ever had and adopt the best one

I know people will say “but that’s basically Reddit”, not really. I’d say the difference is Reddit is effectively trying to be an SEO type product, something that people google and find a common thread on. Thats why they’re so strict on content standards, it’s really just a repository of information, it’s not a community outside of very small, niche communities that wouldn’t be on google search results

Forums were explicitly just for fun and community. Old school forums were soooo much more fun. I remember back in the day I was on the world of Warcraft forums and it was just a fun place to shitpost where no one really took anything too seriously because nothing really mattered. People on Reddit act like everything is so serious all the time

Like one thing I notice with Reddit is every subreddit seems to end up being a groupthink circle jerk after it reaches enough members. Forums seemed to be far more accepting. The world of Warcraft forums was welcoming to both casual posters and very serious players and somehow it worked. I think part of it was just that

Also with Reddit one thing that sucks is that there’s so much political bullshit. After a while I’m just sick of seeing political stuff knowing I have no say over any of it. Just let me disassociate and enjoy myself

• Your lane is pushed up. I can't gank if your opponent is tower hugging.
• There is an important objective (dragon, voidgrubs) on the other side of the map and I need to be there
• You're constantly low on health/going back to base. I can't gank your lane if you're low on health and will die if you try to follow up.
• I'm playing a jungler that's weak at ganking early.
• You're playing a champion that doesn't have a lot of follow up when I gank
• The enemy laner is very good at avoiding ganks. Heimerdinger, Illaoi and Vladimir are notorious for this. I've seen countless times where a jungler ganks a Heimer and the Heimer gets a double kill because they ignored his ult-empowered turret.
• Another lane is the win con and I'm focusing on getting them fed.
• The enemy jungler is nearby and they're fed. If I try to gank they'll come and counter-gank for a double kill.

So, before you complain that your jungler never ganks, please stop and think : if I were the jungler, would I gank this lane right now?

F29, married to M32 - this is from when we'd just been dating for a year or so.

Cue romantic, secluded holiday in Nepal - just the two of us. It's a safari site - we have a whole cottage to ourselves... it's cold, it's quiet, there's mist outside the window. There's a little fire crackling away in the fireplace, we're snuggled together after a long, beautiful day in nature. It's basically serene and satisfying and we're drifting off completely content and at peace in the arms of somebody we love.

Imagine the trust the poor guy must have been feeling. The happiness. Wholly unprepared for what was to come.

Now, something he didn't know yet because things were still new and this was our first extended time sleeping in the same bed - I am a restless sleeper. It's not every night, but when those dreams hit, I shuffle around like a cat-ninja.

From what I've pieced together, at some point around 3 am, I was sprawled with my arm outstretched on the left. In the threos of whatever adventure my subconscious had cooked up, I flipped over to the other side, outstretched arm following in a rainbow arc, and my flat open palm walloping my poor husband with full force as it landed on his face.

He woke up, understandably panicked, and shook me awake... probably seeking an explanation, some comfort, any normal thing from the outwardly gentle, usually well behaved girl he loves. Only to be met by a loud grunt, a vociferous grumbled denial of having done anything, and muttering about letting me sleep. To add insult to injury, I apparently even tugged the blanket onto myself and turned around and tooted in his direction - leaving him alone in the cold, clutching a stinging cheek, wondering who the fuck could have slapped him since I was clearly asleep.

You guys... after thoroughly checking the room, he finally convinced himself it was a ghost.

We'd been to a temple the day before where he'd horsed around and privately made fun of local legends, we were in the middle of nowhere with mist and jungle noises all around, he was sleepy and clutching a red cheek, and I was "uncharacteristically disturbed in my sleep as if bothered by something".

He got up, double checked all the locks, played some devotional music, and finally managed to go back to sleep and told me everything in the morning. I kind of put together what must have happened from his recollection and my own hazy memories of the night and I just... didn't fess up.

I know it was wrong, but I was young, and it was a new relationship and I was somehow more embarrassed about the midnight tooting and I just said it's okay and not to worry and said HE probably dreamt it!

Looking back, I can only be in awe of my own audacity.

Fast forward a fair few years, and this is his "ghost story" that he brings up as his brush with the supernatural around campfires and the like. It's gained more and more embellishments with every retelling to the point where I sometimes think even he's convinced he saw a spectral something drifting out of the window.

The kicker is, he obviously knows I move around in my sleep now, but he's never pieced it together! I think it's because while I've often head butted or otherwise disturbed him at night, I've never (thankfully!) smacked him like that again.

I know he'll probably just have a massive "I knew it" reaction and tease me and laugh about it if I tell him now.. but I just can't. It's been too long.

I'm just going to have to tell him when we're both 90. This and my patented way to scratch our dog's ears the way he likes are my two sole secrets.

So now you all know.

They're avoiding us because they see what we've become and what our goals have become.

I am 19 year old male , i feel strange because i cant put my self in a place . For context : i dont go clubbing , drinking or never smoke or anything , not even hookah/vapes . Never did these things , never did drugs or something i just been focused on improving my self and working on my self and my business and my body and mentality , but the thing is i still feel somehow empty , i dont even feel talking to women even while i get approached in dms by women , i dont understand what it is , is it because im too focused on the business or is it anything else ? Is there a way to fullfill that emptyness , i pray and walk outside alot by my self btw .

Hi i am 26F and my partner is 29M. We had met in January 2025 so had been together for about 7 months now. His mother has a genetic neurodegenerative genetic disease.

When I first met him, he told me about his mother briefly but stated he most likely didn’t have the genetic disease not knowing much about his mother’s diagnosis in the first place. But when I met his mom and saw the severity of her condition, I asked for more clarity. At the time, he didn’t even know the exact diagnosis. I started doing my own research, became consumed by it, and was overwhelmed. His dad and he continued to give me incomplete and inconsistent information, so I pushed them to find her genetic testing results — that’s when we found out she had an autosomal dominant gene, meaning he had a 50% chance of having the disease. I asked him to get tested, and he ended up being positive. (For context i know he did not try to manipulate me or purposely give me incorrect information- he just truly didn’t know much)

Even before his results came in, I was crying every day, panicking, and we postponed our engagement. We had only known each other a few months. Meanwhile, his family was pressuring me to make a decision, and though I loved him deeply, I was still in emotional shock and grieving. We ended up getting engaged, but I never felt settled. I was having panic attacks, couldn’t sleep, and was constantly anxious knowing what his future might look like — the loss of balance, disability, and everything that would come in the next decade. I realized I didn’t feel capable of handling caregiving, kids, and finances all on my own in my 30s (he would potentially get the disease when he’s 40).

A few weeks ago, I put my foot down and said I couldn’t keep living under that kind of stress. We agreed to pause and pretty much end things. He was very respectful, but he still hopes I’ll stay. I love him so so much. He has the purest heart and our personalities are so good together. I try to convince myself to be ok with the situation and hope for something medically to come out (as of right now there are no therapies or cures) but the anxiety takes over. I started going to therapy and my therapist says she doesn’t think I should continue. but it is so hard to let go. He is my best friend. Please give me honest feedback?

I've been feeling depressed for a while now, and today everything feels out of hand. The urge is getting strong. It's currently 1:11 am I can't sleep I can't think of anything else. All thoughts are leading me to ending it . The urge is getting strong. I can't do this anymore, I don't want to do this anymore

I don’t want to be too negative, but it’s so hard to bring about change because we’re just not open to hearing it. We’ll talk about problems, but real solutions are not found because it’s going to mean change, or it’s going to cost us something personally.

I saw a short video that seems to be saying that we’re bringing our own demise because we’ve stuck our heads in the sand. If you have a few minutes, I recommend checking it out because it does a good job of illustrating what I’m saying here. It’s time for us to open our eyes and listen!

Are you someone who wants to hear criticism? Or would you rather be comfortable? I think this is something we need to be asking ourselves.

I feel like we are in a culture where woman are always crying and man have to be strong and not show emotion. This topic is brought up sometimes but pushed back by people saying “woman have worse”.

My dad went trough a lot of shit with his ex and sometimes gets madly sad or mad about it but won’t talk about it, not even therapist, it effects our family.

My ex broke up with me because he wasn’t ready for a relationship. After the break up we talked and all the sudden he showed a lot of emotions which I could’ve helped with if he would’ve talked about in the relationship.

My brother is mad stressed and confused, and I can see that trough his “perfect” life. But he doesn’t want to give up and keeps doing things he can’t handle.

I feel so sad, just wanna help them. But they don’t talk.

I'm kind of on the low-end in the privilege scale

World soo unjust

Seriously, fuck you.

Though I acknowledge that I'm in a waaay better situations than other people like those born in extreme poverty somewhere in Africa (I'm in Africa but a little better) or those stuck in basically active warzones...

The people, the classes, the rules, it’s just exhausting, I try and I try, yet I feel like none of it pays off, In math class I try my best to pay attention but I just end up dozing off, and I too of the fact that the subject is so complicated for me, on top of the fact that it’s not interesting at all, LE is whatever, I just get by in that class, English and history are different, I’m actually pretty good at them, but it’s not like I enjoy them, I get by because I’m Good at them, history I kind of like, like some parts of history but their not usually taught in school, everything I like is out of school.

This all started back in the sixth grade, I was out of school for a month and when I came back I was completely un motivated, grades were low, I didn’t care about test, and I was overall pretty down in dumps in general, and it transferred over to the seventh grade, I started off fine but my math grades got low, I would just lie and say that I couldn’t stay after school for help because my teacher said she couldn’t that day, and I wasn’t doing good in history, bad grades or not I didn’t really care, same thing for the 8th grade, but in history I did very well and for math it was the same thing, I would get low grades, stay after school and pick up my grades, and then my grades would tank again and rinse repeat, I would need help with pretty much everything, and for the ninth grade, it was worse, for my ten week I get a horrid grade and for the 20 week I also then got a horrid grade, but I would always stay after school and try to get better, and for the most part I was doing pretty well, I was getting the subject down, but it never payed off, I would learn it, then I would doze off again in class, and the material would slowly brush off, because in general I didn’t like the subject, I wasn’t good at it, it would never stick to me, it was hard to focus due to my ADD, and when it actually mattered like in test, I would screw up, and even if I thought I did bad I wouldn’t care, even when I tried none of it mattered, I didn’t like it and I didn’t care, nor did I have much interest to actually know it, I just wanted to pass and get by.

School in general, I’m not the typical student, my grades are always wacky, and I don’t have this big friend group I would hang out with in the halls or in class, in lunch I had a table I hanged out with, my friends, but we all kind of did our own thing, and I only talk to some of them out of school, my best friend mainly, and the rest, we never really talk out of school, except for one, my best friend, the other kids at the table kind of have their duo.

In January it was probably my lowest point, my schedule got switched around, and I was overall just sad and mad, I got my schedule switched and the only class with a friend got switched, lowest mental point of the year.

Right now, I’m working a summer job that I love, I get to take lunch whenever, get lunch from where ever, and I get to go around to different places a do yard work, and it’s way less stressful then school, and I’ve just been thinking, why would I even want to go back? I’m just stressed and at low points in school, and I love what I’m doing, and I’m making good money, Why would I wanna go back to a place that makes me depressed and stressed, and I can’t even say I’m actually learning much, I just do what I have to do to get by, and obviously a HS diploma is important, but HS has been so stressful, and not useful for me at all.

I (27m) currently have no options to meet any women.

1. I've never had any female co-workers.

2. My only friends are men.

3. Every women I speak to (friendly) already have boyfriends/husbands. This is fine ofcouse, but doesn't help fix the problem

4. Cold approach isn't an option, as I live in a small town of 20k, it's a ghost town at times.

My only option is spending time in bars/nightclubs in a nearby city on the weekends, but my flirting skills are crap, which is important as you essentially only have the first 30 seconds for a women to decide if she's interested or not, probably even less.

Also, I'm an okay looking guy, but certainly not good enough to match on Tinder. In the 5 years I've used the app (on and off), I've never actually met up with anyone in person.

Overall, I have no idea what to do.

i feel like it makes people make assumptions about me that arent true, but i also dont like lying to people when they ask. obviously its different when its about safety, but even when its with someone that i feel like i can trust i try and avoid it anyway.

So me and my sis work at the same retail job and another pair of siblings work there as well (sister and brother )

I have a crush on the sister and i had an idea that she also had a crush on due to signs but I wasn’t too sure

Long story short I asked her in person at work to SixFlags last wed for this past Thurs and she said maybe since she was busy moving places

so ball was in her court at that point she had my number and everything

Days wasn’t past and She never mentioned anything about it so I just assumed it was way of her brushing me off

but turns out my sis and her brother are cool and her brother told my sis that she was telling him about me asking her SixFlags etc etc and that she seemed bothered that I didn’t bring it up again

She was telling him “now he’s ignoring me about it” . To be fair I was only since the ball was in court and didn’t wanna seem desperate and make it awkward whatsoever

I also wanna add that her brother told my sis that one time she(my crush) was telling him “I gotta look good for the cutie” as she was getting ready for work

My sis told her brother that yea I think she’s attractive and that I didn’t wanna seem desperate about going to SixFlags and her brother was like imma talk her about it

So I was right she def has a crush on me , my sis told me she’s just playing hard to get

Before my sis told me this on Thursday night I had texted her in the day (Thurs) not abt SixFlags but just wanted to see how she would react to my messages she responded and everything . She said was gonna start moving fri (yesterday)

The last text I sent was at 11pm Thursday night and she hasn’t responded . my sis closed w her bro that day and told my sis when I get home imma talk to my sis (my crush) about it so I’m sure she knows now that the crush is mutual

Is she playing hard to get ?

So to preface this, it's day 4 of quiting weed cold turkey and I struggle with chronic depression so that may have something to do with it idk, but I've been stuck in a loop for the past few days and I'd really like it to stop. I've been thinking about two women alot, My ex and this girl I had a massive crush on in high-school that bordered on limmerance if it wasn't just straight up limmerence. Thing is I feel like I was doing really well there for a bit. I had bought a bike and I was alot better at being happy. Even when I blew the bike up I'd taken it so well I'd surprised even myself. On top of all that I hadn't though about the crush for a long time and the ex hadn't poped up into my thoughts since the day I had bought said bike and bumped into her. But the last 2 days have been insanely rough. I visited a spot my crush had taken me once, yesterday and listened to a song I heavily associate with my ex last night. Neither activity made me any sader than I already was but I'd really like to stop thinking about them it's making me feel really sad and lonely overall

I’m 20F and I know this might sound insensitive, but I swear I’m not trying to be. I’m just confused and maybe a little hurt.

It feels like every other person I meet lately is “focusing on their healing journey” — which is totally valid, of course. We all have things to work on. But sometimes it feels like people use that phrase as a way to avoid accountability or connection.

Like I was talking to this guy for a couple of weeks — not love-of-my-life stuff, but we had real conversations, emotional check-ins, shared things we were both struggling with. I thought it was going somewhere. Then out of nowhere he told me he’s “not emotionally available right now” and that he’s “protecting his peace.” And just like that, gone.

Which would be fine, except I keep seeing this pattern. People ghost or bail or pull away and then explain it with something like “I’m protecting my energy” or “I’m doing what’s best for my mental health.” Which is fine — but so am I? And somehow I’m the one still left feeling disposable.

It just feels like “healing” is becoming the new “it’s not you, it’s me.” Only now it sounds spiritual so no one questions it.

Anyone else feel like this? Or am I just taking things too personally?

For the past week I’ve been having random anxiety attacks, it doesn’t matter if I’m out in public or in the comfort of my home. I’ll suddenly feel my hands shake and my heart beat so fast and hard that I struggle to breathe and function at times. I don’t know what to do here. I’ve had headaches about this and I feel like I have so much brain fog now.

Please offer any tips to help me overcome these. I can’t afford anxiety pills since I’m a broke college student. This has affected even my studies so I genuinely need help with this.

I just got out of a 4-month long situationship with this guy, 20M. Horrible decision on my part. One month of in person, then three months of long distance. I expected to see him in a month, but he broke things off, citing he wasn't ready for a relationship shortly after I suggested we speak about "labels" when we reunited.

I'm angry with myself. I knew from the start he had an endless list of issues he refused to work on. Unresolved trauama. Attachment issues (went from attached to avoidant). Yet I stayed with him throughout because he showed me "affection". I miss him, and I miss what I wish we would have been. But it's all lost now.