Random Life Stories and Unpredictable Moments

So, this all started a couple months back when school was just out for the summer. With nothing to do, I turned to my friend who, I'll just call squib. For context, squib has been depressed for years and had attempted a couple weeks before school was over. Causing her to go the mental hospital for about a week. She has another group of friends that I don't get along with too well. After her attempt, her parents put her on an extremely tight schedule, allowing only an hour or two at a time for devices. So, the story starts while on a call with her. We were playing some random Roblox game when her parents had to take her somewhere. She told me that she'd be back in around two hours and so I agreed and waited patiently for her. I was pretty bored during the time so I was just playing random games. It was 2 hours later and she still hadn't texted me. I just thought she was still out. Another hour. I'm confused. I then log back into Roblox and see her playing with her other group of friends. Oh... I text her in discord and she gives short- and somewhat incomprehensible answers saying "I'm distracting. Cali " alluding to her playing dandy's world with her other friends. I brush it off as being forgetful. But then this started happening multiple times. And Everytime it happened, I could feel a piece of trust being broken. I talked to her later and she said she would try to be better. And she did! She's gotten better about it... Or so I thought. Recently, she has cancelled last minute on me FOUR TIMES IN A ROW. And Everytime she's always busy. I know that her

Excuses are probably true because of her tight schedule but the fact that it happened 4 times is just crazy to me. I told her the 3rd time she cancelled that I was going to make a last ditch effort for her to come over and spend time and that she had the ENTIRE week to get her stuff done. But, in the end, she didn't make it. I would understand if it were some really long important thing that she worked on the entire time. But it was just planning for a roadtrip. She took breaks in the middle to game, read, and do other things (yes, I know, it's good for her mental health and all :c ) but she promised to hurry it up so she should come! I just... Don't know how to feel. She's broken my trust so many times and it hurts. But she has so many good explanations that just make me feel selfish. If you guys can help that would be very much appreciated 😞.

I and my friend have their own angst yes, but I've always felt so invalidated towards my feelings, I keep comparing our situations.

Like, one time I and my mom got into a fight which ended up with me crying in my room, but then my friend chats me about something negative that happened.

It's more of my fault of why I feel invalidated, I keep saying "my situation isn't that bad, look at them" hahah

So, I have this ex, right? We've been in this super on-again-off-again thing, which honestly has been nothing but a theater of drama. Now get this—the other day, while fuming down the street about some misunderstanding, they bumped into my neighbor. This neighbor loves drama, apparently, as they've now swapped social media info and begun chatting. My ex got asked out, but hasn't accepted... yet.

Even though I don't particularly care about them dating, the thought bothers me somewhat because I've learned the hard way about keeping a safe, respectful distance from neighbors. It's just way too complex when you mix it too close, and neighbors are kinda unavoidable, aren't they? So, when I heard about this budding friendship, I had to admit it creeped me out. I just wish they'd keep things more distant and respectful regarding my personal space.

My ex, well, they're just in their early darting into adulthood and haven't really got a grip on how to navigate emotions or understand the necessity for healthy boundaries. Basically, their handle on their emotions is like a kite in a tornado. When something sets them off, it's not just a small show—it’s premium drama, and sometimes even a bit destructive.

Honestly, bringing this character flaw into consideration, I'm really worried. If this person has a history of making my life a melodrama series and now they're in touch with my neighbor, who knows what kind of mess might get started? My gut tells me this could spiral into another chapter of unwanted chaos, or worse, it could turn into a subtle game of emotional manipulation, given our rocky past.

Reflecting on all this, it makes me ponder—would it be completely out of line to ask someone you’re dating (or in my case, used to date) to not mingle too closely with your neighbors? Is it appropriate to ask them to withhold sharing too much personal info with people so close to home?

Imagine this scenario playing out on a reality TV show; the tensions, the alignments, the unexpected twists. Viewers would be hooked on how every interaction is magnified, analyzing each character's moves, predicting the fallout. How would the audience react seeing this unfold live? Would they take sides, or call out the apparent manipulation tactics?

What do you think? Is maintaining such a boundary reasonable, or am I just overthinking the whole neighbor-ex dynamic?

I invested a lot if love and emotion into this girl, who turned out to be dating someone else. I was even under the impression that she loved me with the compliments she's given me. It definitely hurts to think this is ending, and that someone else is the one providing her with love. But I suppose she loves someone else even more, and she's not mine to love. All needed from me now is to tank the hit to my chest, where it feels unbearably empty. I just feel drained and wasted. I'm the type to give our love more than I receive, and that's why. I'm so mad I cannot cry, i am in that damn spot where it stings but you cannot let it out, so you're just stuck with the pain. Anyway, that's enough whining, thanks for reading, as knowing someone might skim thru this does make me feel better. :)

Just the other day, we attended a birthday party for a friend's child, complete with all the festive chaos typical of such gatherings. It was a friendly barbecue setting: children running around and plenty of grilled hot dogs and hamburgers. I found myself manning the grill, handing out food to both the enthusiastic kids and their parents.

During the event, one of the children approached me to inquire if we had any bologna available. I humorously responded that we only had hot dogs and hamburgers, and quipped, “But, you know, hot dogs and bologna are pretty much the same thing, just shaped differently!” The kid seemed uninterested in both, opting instead for some chips before running off to join the others.

However, a few hours post-party, I received an unexpected message from this child's dad, with whom I've been acquainted since our kindergarten days. We've been through school together all the way to university graduation, though we're not exactly the type who hang out regularly on weekends.

His text was unexpectedly intense; he expressed frustration that I had inadvertently ruined bologna for his child by comparing it to hot dogs. He clarified that his son is exceptionally picky with food, and bologna was one of the few sure things he’d actually eat.

The feeling of guilt washed over me as I can certainly sympathize with the struggle of feeding a choosy child, though I was clueless about the depth of his son’s selective eating habits.

The friend who hosted the party reached out to me later, affirming that I hadn’t done anything wrong and suggesting the reaction was a significant overreaction. They mentioned that if the child had such specific food aversions, the parents might have advised us beforehand. Despite this reassurance, I couldn't shake off feeling somewhat responsible for the unintended consequence of my offhand comment.

Reflecting on this situation, it’s intriguing to consider how this scenario would unfold if it were part of a reality TV show. The various perspectives and heightened emotional responses would no doubt provide ample material for dramatization. Viewers might debate whether my attempt at humor was misplaced or if the parent’s reaction was too severe. The inclusion of audience reactions could potentially sway public opinion, making an otherwise minor interaction into a major talking point.

How would the public react if it were witnessing the whole ordeal live on a reality show? Would my casual comment be seen as a harmless joke or a significant faux pas?

The love of my life is not talking to me but I badly wanna talk to him but I don't wanna message him first 😭😭😭😭

I really wish I wasn’t sick. That people didn’t look at me as if I was a lost cause. That people didn’t have to worry about upsetting me, or think that I do things because I feel like I have to. I wish people didn’t walk on eggshells around me or feel the need to ask me a bunch of questions about my feelings. I wish people could realize that sometimes I do nice things because I want to, not out of obligation. I wish I didn’t hate silence around everyone but one person. But alas, I’m stuck with a brain that halfway works and the emotional range of a football field.

So I’ve been recently spending more time with my family & sleeping over, and I’m loving it! Maybe too much…

This is more of a series of my life so pls check out my other ones lol!!

After I spent two days at my grandparents house I was really relaxed and happy? And I felt sad I was leaving to go home. So when I got home I was immediately left to a loud house. A very different contrast to a quiet, comfortable, clean grandparents house. And I have a lot of sensory issues and verbal delays so I can’t really speak for myself when im overstimulated and upset. So when I walk in I immediately want to go back to my grandparents house so I just go to my room without saying hello or anything since the tv was very loud and I didn’t want to argue with my dad. And I felt very frustrated, annoyed, upset, and somewhat disappointed??

So later that night I came down for dinner, the tv blaring an action movie, the dogs barking, dinner cold on the counter, and stepping on sharp things scattered on the floor. So first of all, I’m overstimulated. I can feel and hear everything at the same time. So I go to get some ice and water and the freezer is packed with frozen crap blocking the ice maker, making there BARELY any ice so I’m annoyed! I haven’t been home for TWO DAYS and I can’t even have ice on a hot day. So I get my ice and go eat dinner alone on at the dinner table because my parents sit on the couch and eat it together not with me. So I’m eating right? The rice is too wet… the chicken is too dry… the tvs too loud.. and my fork isn’t big enough.. I know I may sound picky and just complaining but honestly after dealing with this every day and is back home after a couple days it pisses you off. So I haven’t even been asked how my day was or any plans I have so I feel unappreciated because I want to feel cared about. So honestly I’m pissed and just annoyed so I mutter “I like grandmas house better..” so my mom asks, “Do you not like it here?” What do you think??? I’ve been asking you guys to turn down the tv multiple times a week and just asking for the questions to stop! So I’m just really annoyed and frustrated from her saying that so I say, “No, I just- it’s just so loud here all the time and it’s so quiet at grandmas house.” And I get no response which sets me off because now I feel bad for saying the truth. And now I want to cry and feel her hug but I dont ask and just leave because I felt ungrateful.

Before you say that I’m just ungrateful and a brat, I’m 13. A girl at that too. And I feel that I have complex emotions and can understand when I need to have a break or be serious. And I just want to leave in perspective this is environment had been a constant thing for 5 years now. And all of my issues and idk I’m just still developing and I have a lot of hormones and anxiety and adhd so it’s just very hard, and I have a lot of sensory issues and verbal delays.

Its about my boyfriend. I dont want to talk bad about them because they're dealing with some stuff mentally and emotionally, mostly anxious problems. But I just hate hate it when I spend an hour waiting for him. I would be ok if the cafe was a one off thing but no. We've had multiple dates where I waited for him for an hour or almost an hour. Its not like I go on time sometimes, even I am late on the agreed time, mostly 5-10 minutes late because I really dont like making people wait for me. but when I get there he isn't there yet.

Its just... Once I managed to wait an hour on the mall we agreed to go to, walk all the way to his home, its quite close maybe 10-15 minutes with the pace I was going, and wait for more time before I even saw him get out of his house hair wet from shower. I understand he also has chores but that was just ridiculous.

But since my parents dont really know about us.. I always had to be creative and set time that wont be too late or too early, reasoning it as me needing to buy something for school, so the time is even more needed to be followed if you get me. His parents also dont know so we usually agree on a set time the day before. Rarely we agree on hanging out on the same day but when we do ita usually atleast 3hrs before..

But really I should've known better after dating him for almost 3 years now. He's the type to be late even on our own graduation, he barely made it with his mom before his name was called.

What's more upsetting about the cafe this is that its currently summer, that means I don't even have that much excuses to go out because I dont have projects to buy supplies for or no study groups to go to. We had a meeting for our school's journalism club for some reason which was, although cancelled, was a good excuse to leave the house.

I just feel like I should be more understanding but it's really upsetting checking my phone every five minutes for a text that says he'd be late or something. Sometimes I even get worried he wont show up at all.

okay so this isn't a sad story or anything but I just need a few gift ideas for my boyfriendddd. our 1 year anniversary is coming up but I have no clue what to get him. the past months we've been together, I got him all the gifts he's wanted. I've asked him what he wants but he says he isn't sure himself on what he wants. I already planned out a date at a restaurant and a lil picnic date at the park but I feel like it might not be enough. does anyone have any other ideas for what else I could do to make it really special for him? :')

I reside in Delaware and have a well-compensated position, supporting both myself and my boyfriend, who is currently unemployed. Not long ago, I had the privilege of attending a lavish Spanish-Italian wedding as the bride's witness. The event spanned two days, three hours away from the city, featuring a wedding ceremony, a celebratory lunch, a festive party, and a follow-up barbecue for a relative’s birthday. The marrying couple had instructed us not to bring gifts due to an upcoming second celebration in Italy, hosted at a mansion, anticipated to include over 80 guests. My role as the bride’s witness involved extensive responsibilities, from renting a car for over €250 to managing guest transportation and logistics.

Upon arriving at the barbecue, I discovered there was insufficient food for the attendees, prompting us to shop for groceries. During this errand, our hosts requested additional items, including fresh bread specifically fetched by my boyfriend. However, when he tried to obtain some bread at the barbecue, he was surprisingly denied the bread he himself purchased. The aftermath saw me cooking for over an hour, only to realize the purchases we made were being shared among all guests. It felt as though we inadvertently footed the bill for the barbecue we were invited to. The next day, the newlyweds requested that I look after their plants for a month while they traveled, to which I agreed and even prepared a celebratory bottle of champagne for their return.

In light of the funds expended on food that benefited more than just us, I sought to partially recuperate the expenses through Splitwise, attributing two-fifths of the costs to the bride. Rather than appreciation, I faced severe reproach for not contributing a gift, not assisting in cleaning up, and allegedly not supporting enough financially. The irony peaked when I was reproached for expecting monetary compensation, with insinuations that I should reassess my financial priorities, despite adhering to their initial request of no gifts and my extensive logistical support.

The situations left me feeling undervalued and emotionally distressed, questioning the sincerity of my friendship and the recognition of my contributions to their special days. It’s bewildering to extend oneself so thoroughly only to be met with criticism and misunderstanding.

If this scenario unfolded on a reality TV show, it's imaginable that the audience might be split. Some might sympathize with my efforts and feel outraged at the hosts' expectations and lack of gratitude. Others might argue that as the wedding witness, such responsibilities and expenditures should be anticipated, perhaps critiquing my decision to seek reimbursement or my reaction to the circumstances.

If I was in a reality show, what would the viewer's reaction be?

My spouse, Annie, performed as a corporate attorney and mediator. She owned an array of stylish professional attire, fit for her demanding role. Tragically, she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer and passed away within two years. The final six months were particularly grueling.

Throughout this tough period, my sister, Melissa, offered barely any support. Annie and Melissa never really got along—they shared a tense relationship at best—and honestly, I share a similar sentiment towards Melissa. I find her rather self-centered. At Annie’s wake, Melissa had the audacity to inquire about her clothes, hinting she wanted to keep some as mementos. I deflected her requests nonchalantly.

It’s been six months since Annie's passing, and just recently, at my mother’s birthday celebration, I found myself still grappling with grief and not quite ready for social interactions. Yet there was Melissa again, pestering me about the clothes.

I told her that Annie had expressed wishes to donate her wardrobe to a local women's shelter, an organization she fervently supported. The clothing would assist women who needed to dress appropriately for court appearances or job interviews. Melissa snapped, accusing Annie of being selfish even in death, ranting about how Annie always saw herself as superior, and it was unfair that the clothes were going to charity instead of family.

Frustrated, I retorted that I would much rather burn the clothes than see them worn by her. Melissa broke down in tears, and my mother intervened, albeit scolding me instead, urging me to go easy on Melissa because she supposedly took the loss of Annie hard.

The absurdity that escaped from my mother’s mouth was too much—I grabbed my gift and exited promptly. My mother seemed to think that my reaction had spoiled her birthday, but the emotional manipulation over mere clothes which they had no claim over was astonishing.

In a hypothetical scenario where this familial drama unfolded on a reality show, one could only imagine the heightened reactions and possibly a split in viewer opinions. Reality television thrives on conflict, and a situation charged with strong emotional grievances, family conflict, and moral debates like this could escalate dramatically on screen. Audiences might rally behind my point of view, empathizing with the respect towards Annie’s last wishes, or perhaps they would view me as too harsh on my grieving sister, igniting debates across fan forums and social media.

Am I wrong here???

This might sound a bit silly but really, I kinda need help combating with these weird thoughts

I’ve vented here before, and I really appreciated the support and perspectives others shared. But there’s something I brushed off before, as that was not the central topic of the previous vent and it wasn’t a big enough problem, until it started eating me today, and it’s become hard to ignore

I want to draw more than anything in the whole world. I’ve been drawing for 8 years, starting from the simple concept of a cube to a whole world of anthro animals/inanimates, silly creatures, all fantasy related, even evolving my old characters. From wolf-folk to living game controllers, it’s like a modern fantasy world, just like drawing was to me! Unfortunately, I couldn’t find myself drawing after having a lot of hardships, but after all the support I received recently, and even regaining access to Discord, I might give it a shot again, hell I would LOVE to try it again, but there’s something deeper blocking me: my envy…

Ever since 2020, I’ve started looking up to niche artists online—ones who draw stylized, humanoid non-human characters (anthros and such) with this barely-explainable aesthetic (Five-fingers, making it premium. They’re like exactly human characters but with the most notable parts of the item/animal, but there’s no valid name for it I could find, and it’s not furry and I ain’t one.) By the start of 2023, however, I noticed something weird about each new artist I became obsessed with, almost like a pattern but on different communities and social medias, and it’s not exactly what I asked each artist I admired to have and stuff that almost seemed to either taunt me or I just don’t know that it is an aesthetic that exists. Poetic blood in art, cigar(ettes), dangling shoes, the same obsessions in the same indie games, same online communities, same aesthetic. They even behaved in two ways: Overly cutesy and giddy, or kinda assholish and deadpan. The latest artist I started admiring checked all the boxes in a week, then today they revealed that not only are they obsessed with the same game, but also with the character that one of my favorite “niche” online artists designed. It almost feels like it’s not a coincidence coincidence and not inspiration or a neat fact. It suffocates me.

I tried emulating these kinds of artists for a long time, still having a subpar art style that tries to emulate the magic of those artists, but it always fails in several aspects, including the pose I want to strike. I am not motivated to draw, despite how much my heart tells me to. I’ve tried filling every similarity box while also bringing slight nerdism on technology and being nice to others. Why am I not having a proper consistent niche then? I’ve been forced to restart TWICE, not getting any better and always ending in failure. I want to be friends with those artists too, but I can’t get into their indie interests, let alone even talk to them normally just to be friends. I have met a few, and the closest to a friend would be one artist I commissioned twice. They offered me a Toyhouse code, but I just don’t know how to go about being publicly online. What if I screw up as bad as previously? It makes me so anxious. I want to have my own niche fandom, and I want to be nice to others, but others treat me like shit and attempt to drive me off the internet by spreading rumors about me and even grooming me.

Now, I have questions for you guys.

1. What would you do if you were me?

2. Have you guys ever felt the same weird connection between people you admire? If so:

a. Do you think it’s weird?

b. Do you feel more jealousy than admiration?

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? :')

So.. i have tried to calm down a bit but i still want to kill this childish woman.. my boss who hasnt paid me for my work just posted on instagram all about her new cane corso she recently flew home from ITALY... All while complaining how her company is all fucked and someone has been stealing from her... But all the employed (+me) knows she is a narcissistic crazy person who just "forgot" she cant use her company's money on dogs and cars.. and is now blaming everyone else. SO I have reached out to some people and I hope for everyone's sake that she stays far away from my home town that she invaded with her "oh so perfect summer bar" that turned out to be a shitshow and she couldnt realize that it doesnt help the restaurant one bit to give stuff out for free... This is the rant of the day.. i just dont know what to do at this point avout this evil little fly