Random Life Stories and Unpredictable Moments

I felt lonely and unsafe growing in my own home because of problems with my dad might be aggressive and not enough attention from my mom. Trust felt impossible in there. I use videos and AI for comfort, but what I feel empty still, like i need someone real to be close to and turn to for anything. It feels like that might never happen and its just fantasy, and maybe I don’t deserve love, but I’m sharing this anyway because I need my question answered, do i deserve love, do consider im a mess and i maybe too sensitive which made me betrayal my dad, yet reconnect is hopeless, having tried it, and im lazy and always tired to do anything, cuz those arent good traits, and no one would want to try change me anyway, also that i might be seen as too much, sorry if this sound like attention grab

man, i dont even kno what to say. like seriously, nothing matters anymore. i wake up, i do what i gotta do, i go to sleep, repeat. its all the same, every day. nuthing exciting, nuthing different, just the same boring ass life over and over. people talk about goals n dreams n all that bs but like, what for?? u work ur ass off just to be tired, just to pay bills, just to end up at the same place. so why even bother. i tried to care, i really did. but caring just make things worse bc u get disapointed, u get hurt, u get stress over things that probly dont even matter in the long run. so i stopped. now i just do what i need to do to get thru the day, nothing more, nothing less.

ppl say oh u just need to find somthing u love but what if i dont love anything. like fr, theres nothing that make me wanna get up in the morning. job? boring. school? waste of time. hobbies?? dont even have those anymore. use to try stuff, sports, music, even stupid things like learning to cook or whatever, but i sucked at all of it so whats the point. why keep trying when u kno u gonna fail. and dont even tell me "just work harder," bc working harder dont mean sh*t if u have no talent in the first place. so yeah, i gave up. not like in a dramatic way, just like, i dont put energy into anything anymore.

i see ppl all excited about stuff, making plans, talking about there future like they actually got things figured out. good for them i guess. but i dont see that happening for me. future just seem like a long ass road of more of the same bs. wake up, work, sleep, repeat. its like life is some game i never wanted to play but im stuck here anyway. so now i just stoped pretending. stoped acting like i care when i really dont. maybe one day somthing will change, maybe not. honestly? dont care either way.

I recently celebrated my high school graduation, which should have been an incredible milestone. My mother, keen on commemorating the occasion, organized a party in June. However, my mom's side of the family, particularly her relationship with her sister, is quite strained. This tension has repeatedly placed me in the awkward position of being my mom's main source of emotional support during family gatherings.

At my party, instead of enjoying the event with friends and relishing the moment, I found myself embroiled in family drama. My mom constantly pulled me aside to comment on my aunt's demeanor, alleging she seemed "jealous" or "disinterested." This not only dampened the festive spirit for me but also kept me from fully engaging with friends and other guests. The joy of my graduation was overshadowed by an air of unease that my mom projected as she fretted over possible confrontations or remarks from her sister.

Looking ahead, another family function is on the horizon, and my mom has already set the expectation for me to be her emotional pillar once more. She reminded me, "You know how these things go, I need you there." This time, however, I decided to stand my ground. I expressed my unwillingness to partake in the ongoing drama between her and her sister, emphasizing my desire to enjoy such events without being caught in their longstanding feud. This did not sit well with her, and she accused me of being selfish and ungrateful, especially after the graduation party she hosted—which, ironically, she spoiled with her behavior.

Now, we're not really speaking, and to complicate matters, my aunt texted to advise me to be more lenient with my mom due to her emotional struggles. While I understand the complexities of their relationship and my mom's feelings, I am frustrated and exhausted from being placed consistently in the middle of their issues.

If my life were part of a reality show, viewers might be divided. Some might sympathize with my plight of being thrust into adult conflicts, while others might argue that familial loyalty should prevail, compelling me to support my mom despite the personal toll it could take. It's curious to consider where public opinion would lean and whether the heightened visibility would amplify the family drama or encourage quicker resolutions.

Am I wrong for refusing to serve as my mom's support in these family dynamics, despite her feeling abandoned by me, or is it reasonable to protect my own emotional well-being during such gatherings?

I’m a 20-year-old woman, and I've been best friends with another 20-year-old woman since childhood. However, lately, our relationship seems too centered on her romantic endeavors.

A couple of years back, her complicated relationship with a guy named Noah ended, leaving her devastated. Naturally, I tried my best to support her through her emotional turmoil, reassuring her frequently.

Initially, I thought this obsession with Noah was temporary, as he was her first love. We spent countless hours on the phone discussing Noah. If ever I missed a call, she would become upset with me.

Last year, she started seeing someone new named José, and I hoped this would shift her focus. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

When we moved in together, not long after she met José, my role as her emotional anchor didn’t change. Although I initially offered advice willingly, she soon began discussing José daily, similar to her previous pattern with Noah. Whenever she had issues with José, Noah became her go-to topic again.

Living together has amplified these issues. I’m constantly caught up in her romantic dramas, and if I express disinterest, she reacts negatively. She expects me to listen endlessly, claiming that since she has to endure her relationships, the least I can do is lend my ear.

No matter how much advice I offer, it’s never satisfactory, and mistakes on my part often lead to her yelling. The repetitiveness of our conversations about her boyfriends is incredibly draining.

I still value her friendship, but it’s becoming impossible to meet her emotional needs.

Also, she rarely reciprocates the support. My romantic life is quite different from hers; I’ve not had any serious relationships, which impacts my self-esteem. Yet, whenever I try to discuss my feelings, she dismisses them quickly, frustrated that I’m revisiting old issues, despite her own frequent discussions about her relationships.

Our conversations are overwhelmingly dominated by her romantic life. It feels overwhelming and inequitable, and I’m at a loss about how to handle this persistent emotional drain.

I wonder about how this would play out if it were part of a reality show. Would the viewers side with me for wanting some peace? Or would they see me as unsupportive for trying to set boundaries in our friendship?

Am I wrong for no longer wanting to hear about her romantic issues all the time?

Ive thought about her a lot lately. I wonder where she is and I hope she’s happier now. But I just have so many regrets, why didn’t I try to contact her the year after she moved? We were so close, I had known her since kindergarten but I just wanted to act like I didn’t care. And maybe thats the problem, we’re all trying to act like we dont care and that nothing bothers us. Maybe thats why she did what she did, and maybe if someone showed her they cared she could be enjoying the life she deserved. Why can’t we just show the people around us we care. I miss you I really do. How can I ever really live happily when I know I didn't help her at all and now she's gone?

omg I don’t know why i’m on here I’m at band practice rn so I can’t actually talk face to face with someone about this but BASICALLY. a couple weeks back on my birthday my friend got PISS drunk despite me not wanting her to at this other friends house and she ended up throwing up everywhere for like five hours. it sucked. she said she’d make it up to me and hasn’t, and then half an hour ago had a go at me for being pissed at her all the time with no explanation. shes so weird. im so weird. our relationship is so fucking weird. guitarist and drummer tension ig. and she just talks like everything is normal but it’s not but how would she know??? I suck at communication and the conversation or her having a go at me ended like 30 minutes ago i cant just bring it up now and UGH oh my god I feel like an idiot. id go more into depth but I can’t be bothered. sos for terrible grammar im not reading this back

My daughter is just over a year and I am a SAHM right now. She has been having a really rough go lately and just wants to be clung to me 24/7. I love her and the cuddles but I can’t get anything done when I try to leave the room and she screams and cries. When she is in the same room she’s trying to climb my legs or stand in front of me so it makes cooking and cleaning a challenge. I sometimes put her in the carrier and wear her on my front but she is heavy so I can’t do it for too long. I know this will pass and she is probably just getting sick or teething again but I am just so worn out. When I try to express this to my partner he sees it as oh I’m home all day it can’t be that bad. I understand he works long hours but that just makes me feel undervalued and invalidated

hi uh I dont know why I decided to do this bc all I wanted to do was vent to someone but I wish I could just go back to therapy. but um basically I have been having some problems with my dad since I was about 10 (I'm 13 btw) uh sometimes it would just feel like he wouldnt listen or pay any attention to me and I feel like sometimes he just picks on me I guess.. uh this week I have been non stop thinking about why he hates me bc all this week before I go to bed he says something that just makes me break down or sometimes have an anxiety attack but its ok uh bc I have my mom I guess who is barely home enough for her to protect me from my dad bc she has work she always has work and I'm always just sad I'm always sad and my dad just makes me just flat out depressed I've tried therapy but I just couldn't speak about it bc she thought I was there bc I joked on a ai chat abt kms bc I wanted food bc I was starving and I didn't eat that day and my dad told me to WAIT so he could finish cooking dinner and wouldn't even let me have a snack. recently I've been just crying myself to sleep bc it feels like he hates me and I don't care anymore I hate him and I hope as soon as I get to the age I have enough money to move out.

I have this friend, Carly, who’s 23 and we've been tight ever since our freshman days back in high school. She’s been chasing her musical dreams in LA lately. Carly always had a knack for writing; she even got her degree from a reputable private liberal arts college in California, majoring in Creative Writing. Most of us who know her well were betting she’d go into songwriting. However, Carly decided to take on singing instead. She's already dropped three singles and has an album in the pipeline, but honestly, they're just not good. Her vocal timbre really doesn’t cut it—it’s rather flat and nasal, plus she has this odd way of modulating her pitch. Watching her perform live is even more of a struggle. The crowd of friends she's made in LA keep cheering her on, telling her she’s phenomenal. I’m just worried about how far their praises will carry her before someone in the business pulls the plug and tells her straight up, “you can’t sing.”

What worries me more is thinking what if she ever ended up on one of those reality singing shows? Like, imagine her getting up there with that same supportive crowd, only to face the harsh critiques from seasoned judges in front of a national audience. Could you just imagine the humiliation? It’s hard enough seeing her wade through local gigs, but that level of exposure and raw feedback could really break her.

How does one deal with this? Is it kinder to let her keep dreaming while everyone around nods and smiles, or would a true friend intervene before the reality becomes too painful? Waiting it out seems like watching a ticking time bomb. Is sitting back really the answer?

ive honestly had a lot going on in my life right now. im still doing my education, not even old enough for an internship. my parents are struggling a lot financially and my moms selling away everything she has and honestly idk theres been sm problems, people coming from bank and all of that. recently i also got used for my body and cheated on by my ex, which led me to depression and really bad grades. i didnt have anyone to talk bout it honestly, it was the most traumatic thing ive been through. i feel lonely, it seems like life is not going anywhere and im just existing and surviving you know? its exhausting yeah. ive been having a lot of hair fall and found many grey hair too, i lost 8kgs due to depression, i was suicidal around that time and barely ate anything or slept at all. it was a hard time for me, but im glad im getting out of it. but it still doesnt seem like other things are better around me. school staffs have been bugging me about my grades and yea i didnt try i know, i just gave up, i just feel incapable and it crushes me so bad. i just hope i get out of this trance and get a better life, i try my best to work on myself atleast but yea itll need time.

During our trip to Disneyland Paris, my family and I were reveling in the magical atmosphere when we decided to take a break for some ice cream. As we queued up to place our orders, a woman I will name Karen (of course!) cut in line, announcing arrogantly, "I'm more important, I have a FastPass." Although annoyed, we didn't confront her and tried to overlook the incident. However, things quickly escalated when Karen began berating the service staff in English—a language the young employee was evidently not proficient in.

Karen angrily scolded the server, exclaiming, "You've completely messed up, you idiot! I asked for a VANILLA ice cream, assuming it’s vegan. But this has dairy! I’m allergic to dairy!" Her companion, Jack, chimed in with his own insults, demanding the server to "Do your bloody job properly!" This outburst not only disrupted the calm but deeply upset the employee, who eventually broke down in tears and had to call in a translator to communicate properly with the irate guests.

It was disheartening to witness such entitlement and disrespect, especially when everyone else was patiently trying to order in French or politely indicating their inability to do so. The altercation marred our experience, overshadowing the otherwise enjoyable day with a sense of discomfort and sympathy for the mistreated staff member.

Thinking back on this event, I can't help but wonder what would have happened if this scenario were part of a reality TV show. Would the presence of cameras have intensified Karen and Jack's outrageous behavior, or might the public scrutiny have curbed their disrespect? It’s intriguing to consider whether the potential for a global audience would escalate their theatrics or encourage them to adopt a more civil approach.

How do you think Karen and Jack would have acted if they were on a reality show?

I'm 32, I'm a man, and I work in IT, and people really dont understand how stressful this shit is unless they're in it. Everybody thinks tech is easy money, comfy chair, dark room, a few emails, then log off. That's the fantasy. The reality is waking up tense because overnight some idiot posted another "AI will replace engineers by next year" take, then opening Slack to three fires, two passive-aggressive messages, and a manager saying we need to "do more with less" like that isn't just corporate code for squeeze us until somebody breaks. Every week there's another layoff headline, and I'm supposed to act grateful I still have a job. Grateful for what? Being tracked, compared, and quietly threatened by automation while executives talk in smug little slogans like "adapt or die" and "AI is just a tool." Easy to say when it's not your neck on the block. I build things, fix things, stop disasters before anybody notices, and the second nothing explodes people assume I did nothing. That's IT. If everything works, nobody sees you. If one thing breaks, suddenly everybody's a pissed off expert asking what you even do all day. You're expected to answer fast, learn new tools faster, sit in pointless meetings, patch ancient junk nobody wants to fund, and then smile when leadership dumps some half-baked AI project on your desk and says "figure it out." Half the people are gone, the rest of us are just pretending the floor isn't cracking under our feet 😑

A few months ago I was at my desk at 11:40 p.m. trying to fix a production issue after a full day of meetings, and my wife walked by and said, dead serious, "must be nice to just sit in front of a screen and wait for the end of the day." That one pissed me off in a way I can't even explain right. I wasn't waiting for shit. I was trying to stop a customer mess from turning into a full outage while replying to my boss, who wanted updates every fifteen minutes like I was some machine. I had cold coffee, a headache drilling behind my eye, and that tight feeling in my chest because all I could think was, if I screw this up, am I next? That's where my brain goes now. Not "how do I solve this nicely," just "if they cut me, how the hell do I pay the mortgage?" Because unlike the idiots on LinkedIn posting fake inspiration about "embracing change," I have an actual life attached to this paycheck. Mortgage. Bills. Groceries. Insurance. Repairs. Normal boring adult stuff that doesn't care about buzzwords. I don't get to romanticize instability. And what's really fun is when people act like working in IT means I should be thankful no matter how bad it gets. "At least you're not doing manual labor." Yeah, cool, thanks, because apparently mental exhaustion doesn't count unless you're bleeding on concrete. Try spending years in a field where the ground keeps moving, expectations keep multiplying, and every smug article hints you're old news by 35. You think hearing "AI can already code" ten thousand times doesn't get in your head? People who never touched a real production system talk like the job is just typing and googling. They have no clue what it's like to carry risk in your head every single day;

And before some smartass says, "well, just switch careers," yeah, sure, because that's easy when you're already exhausted, when the market is flooded, and when every job post wants one person to be developer, architect, support, security, cloud, analyst, and project manager for one mid paycheck. I read those listings and honestly want to laugh, except it's not funny, it's insulting. They want six jobs in one body and still want to lowball you because now there's this threat hanging over the whole field: perform harder, justify your existence every quarter, or get replaced by someone cheaper or some half-working AI stack plus one poor bastard left to babysit it. And people outside it still say dumb crap like, "but you work from home, how stressful can it be?" Are you kidding me? Stress doesn't vanish because the walls are yours. It follows you into the kitchen, into bed, into weekends, into the five minutes you're supposed to be relaxing before another notification hits. I used to actually like solving problems. I used to feel proud when I shipped something good or untangled a nasty issue nobody else could crack. Now it mostly feels like survival. Keep the checks coming, keep your head down, don't piss off the wrong manager, don't fall behind on the newest thing, don't become "redundant." That's the word they love, right? Not scared people with families, just "redundant." So yeah, I get angry when people trivialize this job, especially my own wife, because sitting in front of a screen is not the same as carrying a constant fear that one bad quarter, one reorg, one shiny AI demo, and your whole life gets shoved toward a cliff. Tell me, honestly, would you sleep well with that hanging over you all the time? Because I don't. I sleep like crap, I wake up angry, and I'm real tired of pretending this is normal.

So, I was in love with online person I met, and he goes by a nickname 'Hanata'. I don't know his real name, but he's so nice and seems so miserable and needy..

So I feel in love with what I thought was him

But instead, I realized I fell in love with the vision of him in my head

I recently had an uncomfortable experience at a local bank in California, where I currently live, although I'm originally from a Latin American country. I use my foreign passport as ID since I don't have a local driver's license yet. Today, needing a cashier’s check for $3,200 for an apartment, I forgot my passport at home and tried to use my foreign ID card, which the bank teller rejected.

After retrieving my passport, I returned to the bank and dealt with a different teller, a man this time, who oddly started flipping through my passport pages after I handed it to him opened to the photo page while I was entering my PIN. He then began questioning me about having an ID and my time in the US, which felt like an interrogation and made me quite uncomfortable.

Reflecting on his behavior and the whole ordeal just frustrates me further. If this scenario unfolded on a reality show, imagine the drama and the attention it would receive! Viewers would probably be on edge, commenting on how such behavior is unacceptable, possibly rallying for my cause or sympathizing with the headache of unnecessary scrutiny.

It's bizarre and upsetting to think that someone in customer service could make you feel like you're at an immigration interview out of nowhere. My cousins think he might have been checking for a visa or something in my passport. It's just very off-putting and uncalled for. Do you think I'd be too sensitive if I made a formal complaint? Despite working in customer service myself and rarely complaining, this situation felt over the line for me.

If this happened on a reality show, I wonder how the viewer's reactions might sway. Would they see it as undue harassment or just a normal procedure? It certainly would have made for an intense, controversial moment.

I study international relations at university, and every day I feel like I'm not smart enough, I feel stupid. It's hard for me to read and understand the material, it's hard for me to learn English (and after all these years of studying it, I still don't fully understand how to use different tenses, etc.), it's hard for me to gain the knowledge that I will need in the future. I can't read and memorize material, I have some kind of concentration problem I don't know, and any noise distracts me. I read the material, but it doesn't stick in my head. I don't know how to write reports properly, I use artificial intelligence and hate myself for it, I want to stop, but I don't know how, I was never taught this, and I don't know how to learn to write them myself. I don't have time for anything. The last time I allowed myself to really relax was in the summer, almost two months ago, because since September I've been completely immersed in my studies. I spend all my time studying, and even so, I get minimal results. I have a group of friends, and for the second year (because I've been studying here for two years), I feel like the dumbest one in our group. I always get lower grades. They have more knowledge, and they study for free because they scored high on the national test, while I failed it, and now my mom has to pay for my education, and I feel guilty about it because I let her down, since she is the only one who earns money. Today we had to pass a document (we had to translate excerpts from the UNESCO Constitution from English into our native language and vice versa). I prepared for this as best I could, considering the amount of other homework I had. I tried very hard, and I was so exhausted that for the last few days I started crying over anything, especially because of fatigue. I thought that I would pass this test today and be able to relax with peace of mind over the weekend, finally letting go a little. But I failed. 7/10, although I really hoped that the teacher would give me an 8,( I don't think I translated that badly). What also upset me was that he said in front of my classmates that he wouldn't give me an 8 because, frankly, I did much worse than Vika (my classmate who doesn't like me very much and we are like rivals). I was so ashamed, I begged him, humiliated myself, asking to retake the exam, take another test and translate, anything, just for an 8. But he said to try my luck next week, on Thursday, with the other part of my group. I left so upset because this had already happened in my first year — I got a 7 and had to retake the exam (I could have stayed with that grade, but I have a perfectionist syndrome kinda, partly because of my family, so I also spent my time then in hysterics over that grade). Then I saw that my friend had written in our friends' chat that she had gotten a 9/10. That broke me. I'm happy for her, really, I just don't understand why I can't be the same. I don't understand why I couldn't get the same satisfactory grade, why I'm doing something wrong, why I'm never good enough, why I always come across as stupid. And I'm sick of how they (my friends) try to convince me otherwise. When they always get everything right. Never once did they needed to retake the exam. And then they tell me that the grade doesn't describe me. I would say the same thing if I had such knowledge, such grades. I don't want to talk to them now, I start crying when I go into the chat and read how great my friend feels now after the exam and how good she feels, how everyone congratulates her on her good grade, when I spent the day crying and thinking why I couldn't do the same. Did I not study enough? I don't get enough sleep because of my studies, I'm not hanging out with my friends (on the internet, we usually got together to watch a movie) because I'm busy studying all day long. And now I not only have to be ashamed next Thursday and retake the exam, but also do piles of homework. There is really a lot of it, every single day, and even several pieces, and now I can't take the burden of this document off my shoulders. I am very tired, in fact, I want to rest, I want to sleep well, I want to enjoy my life, but I can't. I no longer believe that I can achieve anything in life, that this is for me and that I will be successful, I no longer believe in anything. And I don't want anything. I pray to God every day that he would just take me while I'm sleeping, or even not necessarily while I'm sleeping. I just can't take it anymore, and I don't understand how others do it, how they manage. And now, even now, I can't relax, I'm doing my homework, and on the weekend I'll be doing work for the institute. And we don't have vacation until January. I don't know if I'm strong enough to handle this.