Life Stories and Everyday Drama

Soo, my classmates told me that they kind of saw someone on her messenger app that has hearts labeled on em. (Like, they're trying to tell me that she's already with someone, you know.) And I'm unsure if it's true or not, but it's giving a heavy and unsettling feeling. Because I too, saw it earlier. At first, I thought it was just her parents (hey, some people love their parents a lot. But that's based on my POV.) but I also noticed that she hides it, like she's trying to not get caught at all. So now I'm rethinking everything, like as in. Was it worth it? Ten months of admiring from afar, planning this gift for her at our closing event, and pretty much thinking about how perfect she is in my perspective. Maybe I guess I'm not destined to do this after all? I don't even know man... The upcoming final exams are going to be the end of me, and I don't want to seem like an intruder in someone's relationship bcuz that'll make me look like a creep... I guess I should just give it up? Or maybe anonymously give it, like let someone else do the gift and say it's from an anonymous person. So that I won't have to bear the weight of nervousness because it's really my first time.. IDK MAN plz, maybe my intuition is right?? Or maybe its just parents or loved ones??? I cant stop of thinking about so much possibilities. :(

Nobody and I mean absolutely nobody will ever love my parents more then the way I love them as their first born

I love them so much that I would ruin myself to the point I’ll simply evaporate if you just look at me

I’m their first born but they’ll never love me the way I love them

I’m the first born to two humans that should have never become parents

I love them so much I hate them

The moment I came to terms with that I could finally breathe

They’ll never support me

They’ll never be proud of me

They’ll never care about me

They’ll never want me

They’ll never love me

They’ll never love me the way I love them

I look like my daddy and I act like my mommy

I’ll never be happy until the day I take my last breath

I can’t put it in exact words

He’s my daddy I have two of his jackets but I’ll never have HIS jacket

She’s my mommy I have her sarcasm, her laugh, her pretty smile

He’s my daddy I wear his cologne, I have his eyes, his face, his hair

She’s my mommy she’s the first thing I think about when I wake up

He’s my daddy he’ll always be the first and last person I will ever look up to again

She’s my mommy she’ll always be my first thought

He’s my daddy he will always be my first word

I’m my parents first born

I love them so much I hate them

Nobody will ever love them the way I love them as their first born

I wish they’ll love me one day the same way I love them so I can live too

That’s the best way I can put it into words at least for now

I am the quiet one at work only talk to customers and one other co worker but besides that I keep to myself at work. When I make a mistake the manager side eyes me and tells me to read things back to the customer which I did and still do. I have dyslexia of which Ive told the management about but I still get a side eye when I dont read something right or count numbers correctly. I called out for a dentist appointment told the managers a month before the date and when I got back the next day it felt like everyone was mad at me or something? I dont know I could just be overthinking I just needed a place to get my thoughts out really. Theres also a work group chat that I havent ever been invited to join either but that might be a good thing for my overthinking

they told me "if you fail this class you cant hang out with your friends over spring break."

now they told me that "since you gave your friend a ride home, you cant have anyone in your car for 6 weeks."

this punishment don't fit the fucking crime

this guy had no ride home and his parents couldn't get him until 8PM

it was a fucking miscommunication and theyre telling me to be fucking greatful that they didn't take my car away.

yeah fucking right

thanks a fucking lot

I just started sh again thanks to this

I was clean for a year

good fucking job

I hate myself for everything. i dont have money for college. I currently hate my life. I hate everyone and everything around me. I want to disappear into nothingness. I need someone by me, but I'm always fighting my battles alone. i NEED someone to talk to

Hey, first time doing this. I'll just get straight to the point. I fell in love with this woman I met, around late June. So, I guess it's been ten (10) months of admiring her? Anyway, our school year is about to end. I really want to give her a bouquet of flowers, the ones that are her favorite color. But I'm really nervous about it since it's my first time doing this. I really like her, especially the way she smiles, the way she styles her hair and how she looks when her eyes light up. I only have at least two weeks left? And our closing event will be on the 26th. I'm seeking out some opinions, or things that I should add to my gift because I really want it to be a good one. Even if she won't love me back, I just want to give her something before time runs out..

It's wild how someone can occupy such a massive space in your heart even when they've never been yours. Ever been there? There's this guy from my class – two years running – who just checked all my boxes. Maybe it's the chemistry, or maybe just my overactive imagination, but I was head over heels; just completely smitten. He didn't have the slightest clue about my feelings. I kept my emotions concealed, hidden beneath layers of friendship dynamics and casual class interactions. But recently, he moved to California, just like that, took everything I was clinging to, and left me staring at an empty classroom seat.

Now, the rational part of me knows it's silly to be hung up on someone who never even knew they occupied my thoughts. But emotions tend to resist logical reasoning, don't they? "Getting over someone you never dated" might be the toughest area of heartbreak, because there's no closure, no conversations to reflect on, no 'what went wrong' to decipher. I find myself scrolling aimlessly past his digital footprints on social media, knowing full well it's not helping; but it feels like the closest connection I have left. Then I remind myself of that famous Coco Chanel quote: "Don't waste your time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door." Ever find yourself in a similar rut, feeling like your romantic 'what ifs' are just another cognitive bias, an error in emotional calculation? In the end, it’s just one of those things where you pray time does its magic, inching your heart slowly towards acceptance. Just hoping one day, someone will cross my path who genuinely reciprocates what I feel. And that, my friends, will be a different chapter entirely; one without hidden crushes or secret wishes. Until then, we trudge onward, knowing it's just one heartbreak of many to come. 💔

We'll go months without sex quite frequently......not I do the cooking the cleaning, the running of the kid...... anything involving getting off the couch. She does till work. However it's come down to sex ever 3-6 months. It honestly breaks my heart sometimes when the kids at a sleepover or something else and I get shot down....like crushing. I feel like I'm just here to be the house servent most of the time and miss the connection to both physically and emotionally.....but fuck me what am I gonna do leave my wife with MS because I'm basically the unloved servant.....and what does that say to my daughter.....mostly I think this is my life now, and I love her......but my heart breaks daily because of it.....not sure if anyone else has the same but best of luck to you if you do you're not alone.

I'm struggling a lot right now and my grades are horrible but my parents refuse to show any compassion or get me help. they're fully aware that I'm not doing well and that I harm myself but they just don't care. they took all my electronocs and money to make sure I can't do anything until I fix my grades, and we all know it can't happen if I don't get better. they have been this horrible all my life but now it's worse than it's ever been. apart from the fact that they're incredibly strict they also love invalidating me in every possible way. I can't do this muc

I've been strugglately and school is making it even worse

I’m loosing friends left and right. I don’t know why but it’s making me feel like shit. I’m 16 years old but I need to get out of this house. Out of this town. Out of this state. My mom is suffocating me with responsibilities; maintain a good social life, but you can’t have friends if you’re failing a class. Keep good grades, but 80’s aren’t good enough for us. Take care of yourself, except for when we need you to do something. Follow all of the rules, but when you make a mistake it’s the end of the world.

they aren’t letting me grow up. I feel like I’m choking and I can’t escape. There is no escape. Emancipation is out of the question.

everybody hates me here too.

One friend group is excluding me rather than finding a compromise, and another has just ghosted me. I don’t know if I have any real friends left. I break my back and a half for them and all they say is “we want more!” And when I can’t provide, I’m thrown away. There’s nobody else here I can talk to. I don’t want therapy. It makes me feel gross.

I can’t make friends with the people here because they either can’t function in society or they already hate me.

I can’t escape

I don’t want to kms. I want to leave.

find new people. Get out of this hell hole.

I feel like throwing up all the time.

i try my best not to sh cuz i made a promise.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t want to run away but I do. And I don’t, but I do. every time I open my mouth I’m annoying.

"I don’t know what I have left. I have put so much effort into making money, but I can't find a job that aligns with my study schedule where I live. I’ve suffered significant losses in the stock and money markets, and I feel I can no longer face my family with the reputation I once had. With every passing day, I feel like I am getting worse, falling from a position where I was always the best.

I feel like I have made my life incredibly hard, and the pain makes me want to give up. I can’t even look at myself in the mirror. I try to avoid talking to people as much as possible because I’m afraid they might catch a hint of how difficult my life has become. I feel as though I have nothing left to offer."

So basically

I have strict parents. I’m hanging planning a hangout with my friends, I usually drive them all around (I’m not allowed to) and do whatever they want.

Recently, I’ve been on thin ice with my parents because I took someone home (fuck that istg) and now I have to kinda keep rule-breaking to a minimum. They want to cruise around and go nowhere, and my parents don’t like that. I also want to cruise, so I suggest “hey, can we pick a place that’s far from where we are so we can still have the cruising time?”

they shut me down instantly.

They told me I was being a jerk for asking them to accommodate for them when I drive them literally anywhere they want, whenever, wherever, even if it gets me in trouble. Now I’m feeling bad about it. Am I in the wrong?

My life at home with feels like An Idle Brain Invites The Devil In by Salem The Musical. My mom tells me my family is "happy" and "Christian", yet makes me feel like a servant than her daughter. Majority of the time, i hear her order me to do chores. it doesn't matter if i'm tired, i need to obey her or she'll give me a weird stare as if i acted lazy. She shows more affection to my little sister, and i guess that because my little sister is easier to control. My mom promises that she will change and have more self controls after our discussions during fasting and yet she uses violence as 'discipline'.

She neglects me too. When i asked if i can at least try therapy or professional help to at least know what i am feeling or what i need, she pressures me. Saying that it's just the evil in my head and that i should get more to make me feel guilty because therapy and the things i want is expensive, as if this situation is a joke and not something she needs to take seriously. She warned me that people might label me as crazy when they find out about my issues as if she doesn't spread about what i vent to her or that she doesn't have full control of the things she can share like our family image is valuable than me.

*I quit my job in the province my wife and i were living in because it was physically killing my body, and my step-son needed emotional help and physical help with fixing up his condo and things like that, since his Dad was never there for him. So, we moved 2 provinces over to help my step-son.................which is my wife's son..............out with all this. I've been also trying to take some of the stress off him by driving him to work everyday, usually with my wife too. It's been hard trying to get another job since my wife wanted me to focus on my step-son to help him out so much, and driving her back and forth to doctors appointments, and taking her to do all the grocery shopping and all the other shopping while he works. My step-son wants me to get a job as fast as I want one, but my wife keeps saying, 'let's see where i'm at after this doctor's appointment and that doctor's appointment, while at the same time also wanting me to get a job as fast as possible. She keeps changing her mind all the time and it's driving me nuts.

Also, her son doesn't talk to me much at all, Every time he comes home from work, I say 'Hi' and 'How was your day?' and things like that, but he never really responds to me at all and his eyes are always on her. Every time i open my mouth to say anything around my wife, i'm pretty much ignored, but when he speaks, it's a full on conversation between the two of them. I always feel completely left out of everything, and that i'm nothing but a chauffeur.

Also, neither one of them ever ask if I'd like to watch something on TV, it's always what they want. I've basically gotten to the point where I just plant my face in my laptop, sit in my own corner, and I keep my mouth shut unless i'm spoken to. Every time I say something......anything.....and my wife is sitting right beside me on the couch, she doesn't even acknowledge me. But when her son speaks, no matter where he is....................she answers him and it's a full blown conversation, basically between the two of them. I feel like.......................like i don't even exist anymore.

Am I selfish for wanting intimacy.............for wanting attention?