Life Stories and Everyday Drama - page 5

So, my best friend just broke up with his girlfriend a few days ago, and honestly, I have no clue how to handle it... Like, what do you even say to someone who’s heartbroken? 😕 He’s been with her for three years, and I could tell he really loved her. They had their ups and downs like any couple, but I always thought they’d make it work somehow. Now he’s just... empty, I guess. He doesn’t talk much, barely eats, and even when I try to joke around, he just gives that half-smile, you know the one? That smile that’s there just to make you stop worrying. It’s hard to see someone you care about going through that kind of pain, especially when you can’t fix it. I’ve been trying to hang out with him more, take him out for walks, grab a drink, or just watch something dumb to distract him, but I can tell it’s not really helping. Maybe I’m trying too hard? Or maybe I’m not doing enough?? I keep wondering what people actually do in these situations, like, do you let them cry it out, or do you keep them busy so they don’t think too much? 🤔

Yesterday, he came over to my place, and we just sat in silence for almost an hour before he started talking. He said, “I don’t even know who I am without her.” That hit me hard, not gonna lie. I wanted to tell him something deep or comforting, but my brain just froze. I didn’t wanna sound like those people who drop clichés like “time heals all wounds” or “you’ll find someone better.” Those lines sound so empty when you’re the one hurting, right? But then again, what else can you say when you don’t know how to take away someone’s pain? I just told him that it’s okay to not be okay, and that he doesn’t need to rush to move on. I also told him that he’s still him, with or without her. I don’t know if that helped, but he nodded, so maybe it did. Still, I keep asking myself, what’s the right balance between giving someone space and showing that you care? Because I don’t wanna smother him, but I also don’t wanna disappear and make him think he’s alone in this;

The funny thing is, I’ve never been through a serious breakup myself, so I can’t even relate to what he’s feeling. I can imagine it’s like losing a part of yourself, like this big void suddenly opens up in your life. You go from having someone to share every little thing with to having silence in moments that used to be full of laughter. I guess that’s why I’m struggling, I’m trying to understand something I’ve never lived. I don’t wanna be the guy who says “you’ll be fine” when I have no idea what fine even means in that context. Sometimes I think the best thing to do is just sit there and listen, without trying to fix anything. But at the same time, it feels weird doing nothing while someone’s clearly hurting. It’s that helpless feeling that messes me up. Maybe you’ve been in my place before? How did you comfort your friend when they were heartbroken? Did you talk it out, or did you let them figure it out on their own? I feel like everyone handles breakups differently, some need to talk, others shut down, and some pretend they’re okay until they actually are. 😔

I guess what I’m really wondering is, what’s the right thing to do for someone who’s not ready to move on yet but also doesn’t want to be alone? I can’t force him to forget her, and I don’t wanna distract him to the point where he’s just ignoring what he feels. Maybe comfort isn’t about finding the right words but just being there, showing up even when you don’t know what to say. I’ve been thinking maybe I could plan a weekend trip somewhere, just us, to get him out of the same routine. Or maybe I should just keep checking in, one day at a time. The hard part is seeing him blame himself for everything when I know it wasn’t just his fault. He keeps saying he should’ve been better, done more, listened more... but relationships end for a reason, and it’s never only one person’s fault. I told him that, and he looked like he wanted to believe me, but his eyes said otherwise. So yeah, here I am, stuck trying to figure out how to comfort someone after a breakup, not just say the right thing, but be the right kind of friend. Maybe that’s what real comfort is: showing up, even when you’re just as lost as they are. 💬

I tried looking it up online... But I still don't get it🫠. And there are different meanings or definitions📖. So, I'm hoping real humans can inform me about what the abbreviation... MIL... Means🙇🏻‍♀️✨. This was one of the categories to write on iiwiars.

I wanna try embroidery🧵🪡. It looks like a very beautiful and delicate art form🤩!! But... I work better via in-person lessons. And Las Vegas doesn't seem to have any classes😭!! I've looked through Michaels... Local websites... And even asked my cousin, "The Hobbies Queen" for help. No luck🥲! I'm not giving up... But with the way things are going... I might just have to rely on buying the materials and watching a You Tube video about it😮‍💨. Nothing wrong with that in general. It's just easier for me to learn in-person. Wish me luck trying to find an embroidery class in Las Vegas☺️🙏🏻✨🍀!

My family are big on surprises🥳!! But thanks for Amazons new policy... The private lists when shopping aren't there😱! So, let's say I wanna buy my cousin an F1(race car sport) T-shirt from Amazon as a surprise... He'd see what I bought thanks to Amazon getting rid of the anonymity of who's buy the item and what item is being bought😭!!

This s*cks man🫠!!

I'm now 24 years young😄(2025). And I'm utterly clueless when it comes to dating🫠!

I can't tell if someone is flirting with me or if they're just being nice😅? Many people flirt in different ways too🤔. Apparently, I feel most comfortable with the jokester kinda flirts, but I don't comprehend that the person was flirting with me until I'm already out the door🤦🏻‍♀️! Then my friendos tell me that that male human was interested🙃.

Does the eye flutter actually work😌🙂😌🙂😌!? Or is that just stuff they do in movies🎬? I don't even know how to smirk and smirking can either seem serial k*l|-er-ish... Or somewhat charming... But I can't tell the difference😱!?

I need some advice from literally anyone with any dating experience... How would you maybe flirt? Or how would you know someone is flirting🙇🏻‍♀️✨!?

I usually can tell if someone either tells me upfront... Or they're super-super-super persistent... Then it's hard for the flirting to go over my head🤪.

How do you get if someone is fat? today's standards are shit and that much I know but I just cannot get how to get if I'm fat.

I struggle with seeing myself as fat, I know I'm probably not, my BMI says I'm not but I still see myself as that and I don't know how to fix this.

unfortunately because of this I feel self conscious wearing some clothes and I get really insecure when I see girls that are skinnier than me. literally if I wont weigh myself every day I'd get anxious and a couple of times to the point of a slight panic attack.

I know it's not healthy at 15 but I just don't know how to deal with it, because this just makes me feel guilty every time I eat, no matter if the food is healthy or not.

A guy fell in love with her. Totally, unaware how he will gonna express his feeling. One day, girl showed up a light .Then boy totally lost in his imagination. After talikng more than half year he got to know she had a boyfriend and he witnessed one day messaging , totally lost his mind, cant even show his anger to her cause she is the one whom he loved more than himself.

so i heard this morning from my mom about my dad refused to pay the bills, seriously, and were all counting on him to do it, my mom is planning kick him out, and im worried about her snitching to untrustworthy people where it could backfire, or what if my dad refusing to get out or wants to take kids along, or how will the bills be paid without him, or what happens next, strongly considering suicide as i dont think i have the balls to continue, either way this will be the end of life as i know it already

i’ve been asking my boyfriend to watch a specific horror movie with me for a couple years now and he has always declined because he hates horror movies. but for the last few months one of his friends (who is struggling) does movie nights every week with their whole friend group and this week he wanted to do a movie marathon with a horror movie every day of the week for halloween. today they plan on watching the movie i had been asking my bf to watch with me. he did not even hesitate to agree to go (he skipped the movie yesterday but is going today). i sometimes go to movie nights but i cant this week because i work late every night. when i brought up that him unhesitatingly going to this movie with his friends that i’ve been begging him to watch with me was kind of hurtful he said that it’s different because he just wanted to hang out with his friends and check in on his friend who is struggling, and because we live together he’ll just get to spend time with me whenever anyways. he went, he came home, i expressed i was still upset because i told him i would be, and he feels bad but has not apologized or doesn’t think it’s a big deal. i feel like i’m going crazy over this??? am i being dramatic?? in general he is very sweet and loving so i’m thrown for a loop here

I struggle with social norms and over the years I have also become angrier and more selfish, with episodes of feeling hollow inside.

I always struggled with social norms - especially when it came to small talk and other niceties with family and friends. I always chalked it away to “I don’t contribute unless I have input”.

However, I was always someone who put others before myself, to the point where I started believing that I didn’t deserve good things for myself. I found a partner who helped me rethink that, and helped me learn to love myself more.

However, as I started to embrace self-love and pursuing my passions, I find it hard to strike a balance between wanting to be there for myself but also being there for others especially my partner. I got angry when I had to devote time and attention to others, thinking that I had finite time left on this earth to do what I wanted to (context: have been a working adult for 5 years at this point). I felt like they didn’t understand me (ironic cos I struggle with communicating my needs so how would they know lol).

What used to be struggling with social norms soon became apathy - I felt like I didn’t care about remembering an aunt’s name or visiting my partner’s hospitalised father. Some might say these are expectations while others disagree, but it doesn’t take away from the fact that I know I started becoming more apathetic towards anything but myself (though I still try very hard to show up for others.

One day it got so bad that I rationalised with myself that breaking up with my partner or losing important people in my life was okay.

I even looked up neurological / psychological conditions cos it felt like I was regressing to my childhood at some point because it’s my safe space. It’s very worrying because I know a part of me truly cares for and loves others, but can’t strike the balance between caring for myself and for others. My therapist told me that I had built such strong walls and paradigms over the years that I’m somehow self-sabotaging I.e. by crying for help while also pushing people away or being okay with losing my loved ones because I was always alone as a child anyway.

Perhaps a part of me still doesn’t believe that I deserve to be happy, and is wrestling with this impostor syndrome while the positive part of me is desperately trying to fight back. Maybe I still lack maturity. Or maybe I’m just not a good person.

hey… I don’t really know what I’m doing posting this, but I just need to let it out somewhere. a few weeks ago I almost ended my life, and ever since then I’ve just felt completely empty and done with everything. I keep thinking about just disappearing — moving somewhere far away and starting over with nobody who knows me. no family, no friends, just a fresh start.

things with my girlfriend have been rough too, and I honestly don’t even know if she still loves me. it’s making everything feel even heavier. I’ve been thinking about checking myself into a psych ward or getting some kind of professional help, but she really doesn’t want me to. I’m so confused because I know I need something, but I don’t know what the right thing is.

I just feel exhausted and stuck. I hate where my life is right now, and I don’t know how to make it better. if anyone’s been through something like this, how did you handle it? did getting help actually help? what can i do with my girlfriend? (im 13 btw)

(so I was imagining a scenario in which I accidentally-on purpose overdose on my new antidepressants)

Me: *walking into school, feeling not good at ALL*

Barley: "Inari! ... are you ok?"

Me: *collapses, ded*

everyone: *freaking the fuck out*

and then Clive went, "let me show you how it would really happen."

Me: *walking into school, feeling not good at ALL*

Barley: "Inari! ... you good?"

Me: *collapses, ded*

Barley: *shrugs, indifferent*

Everyone else: *just like, well that happened, oh well"

(another scenario, in which someone shoots me in the head at school)

me and barley: *walking down the hall, minding our own damn business*

*then gunshots and i'm dead*

Barley: *FREAKING out*

(the school gets put on lockdown and ppl are screaming)

and then Clive went, "let me show you how it would really happen."

me and barley: *walking down the hall, minding our own damn business*

*then gunshots and i'm dead*

Barley: *shrugs and keeps walking*

(the school gets put on lockdown and ppl just keep minding their own business bc I was the only victim and nobody knows who I am)

Me (13) and my brother (11) had an argument. Maybe it's my fault. But let me explain. I just told him I found Hindi overwhelming, and he said his isn't that easy either so I should also know, but I do and I was gonna explain to him how hard mine is. Then I was shooing away a fly, and this is one of the many things about me I hate, it's that I really don't like flies and their sound and all that and makes me go nuts. So in the lift, he asked me why I hated and overreacted to flies so much, I didn't wanna talk about it and I thought we were going off-topic, but he then said he didn't care angrily. Then we started arguing that he should leave me, then he said he shouldn't even when I COULD potentially become the worst sister ever, he never listened to dad saying to LEAVE family members who hurt you on a visceral level, and I feel as if I did. Next thing you know, he says it's OKAY for Indian families to have lots of beatings, even though OUR PARENTS don't like it and now they rarely do it and feel great remorse when doing it (my dad even admits when he has flaws and he gets somewhat better at handling them), while I'm "glamorizing" an "American movie idea". Then we started arguing about how even though he has many friends he doesn't know that if friends don't wanna speak about something they shouldn't pressure them to, he said I don't even have friends, and we did name-calling and swearing, and in another lift alone together, he called me psychopath, I called him child murderer and pedophile, and at home now, he treats me like I'm a stupid crazy hysteric lady on an 8 ft restraining order. It's my fault this happened. It's my fault for not calmly telling him he's going very off-topic. See? Failure on my part. Failure never equals improvement.

Man, why doesn't he get it? I know I have no friends, but why doesn't he get it? Why doesn't he know with 6 friends, if they don't wanna talk about something, no matter how stupid, you don't! One thing I learnt when I overshare my interests with people NOT interested! Not everyone wants to speak about gemstones! But, maybe that's why I don't have friends.

We spoke to mom, I explained this to her, he said he wanted to stay away from me since I've gone crazy, she sounded exhausted on the phone, and right now, I hate myself. I feel like an abusive sister. My brother will assume these things for life, he's done this for a long time. Mom came, and she spoke to us that we shouldn't call each other names OR ELSE, and that if the argument or conversation goes in a nasty direction, either one of us stays quiet. I asked her what if my brother will think I'm weak or I can't clap back at him, and mom said she does this with dad to avoid getting nasty if things go south, and she said I shouldn't think for others. The reason I hate it when people say that is because it is my job to think what others think, otherwise I'm gonna grow up to be a criminal. She even told me I'm not abusive. I am, considering I called him nasty things and after some time, he acted like nothing happened.

Why doesn't he know it yet? That if I don't wanna speak about flies since I find my disgust and overwhelm stupid, why was he pushing me? My fear is stupid. Even though their sound drives me nuts and makes me feel like vomiting or peeing, it's stupid. He even got very off-topic when he kept asking me that, when we were talking about Hindi studies. Dude, even dad tells you not to go astray, yet because he isn't here for now, he didn't do it. And when I asked my brother, he really had no idea what he did could've been a sign he's not really a friend-friend, even though him and friends have no seriousness at all. My dad's right, he really cannot think AT ALL, only cook up smart answers and score good marks, and even he failed months ago in most of his tests! Guy really can't think about anything, what food he wants (actually, he can't adjust to what foods adults don't wanna give him and he is very stubborn and whiny), motor functions (his writing makes even doctors confused) because bro's only good at piano but not anything else involving his hands, he can't understand social nuance in that sense, and somehow, even with 6 FRIENDS, he doesn't know that lesson of "Not to Push People Into Talking About Uncomfortable Things is Wrong and Weird" yet! Bro really has the thinking capacity of a potato. He sounds smart and looks cute, but really he's not that impressive. Sure he's good at piano, but actually using his hands is like expecting a Snorlax to do a backflip. Another thing is, he can actually make me think I'm the big issue, until someone like my parents snaps me out of it and shows that what he also did wasn't great either. Homie cannot think at all.

these days im not in the mood to go anywhere. my friend is getting married this week and she lives farrrr away from me. it took 4 hours from my place to go hers and im scared if i go there, it will not reach my expectation (in a simple words, im scared getting ignored since it has been more than 5 years we didnt meet).

i also have concert on december but im not in the mood to go (thinking to resell the tix) and i feel like the possibilities of me getting disappointed is higher than happy and satisfied. i feel like if i want to get my sparks back, i need to go to the concert but i feel like its not worth it..

does anyone know what am i going through actually? and is there any ways to make me feel contented again? :')

for context im man, now, i remember used to going out with my friend to places alot, and he would often bring his mother, to me something was clear she liked me for my presence, i was never a spare money or a thing for using out there, nothing like that, i didnt even speak too much, but still very inviting and would pay for me watch movies with them both, i tried give back and was told no dont worry u keep money, i have not even a real known personality or anything interesting, infact i should seriously get my shit together and not think about girls, but still, very accomodating, as if its for no reason, and i found that super hot (i never disclosed that to anyone, cuz friends mom its weird, and this time im doing it anonymous), what type is this, i surely wont encounter another one of these types, too rare, im surprised this was her behavior, atleast not for no reason, what was going on there