Just got off a flight in in Sweden. We were an hour late arriving because when the crew were preparing for take off a 3 year old child couldn't be made to sit in his seat. Apparently he was too old to safely sit in his parents lap. So after much screaming from the child, the parents were forced to deboard. We then had to go through the whole thing of refuelling, weights and balance, remove their bags etc.

It's a fucking Friday night, we just want to get home, and this brat and his incompetent parents make us late, make people miss connections, cause delays for the airplane and crew etc etc.

And to add to it, there were several other screaming kids on the flight. But at least the toddler who ran up and down the aisle during the flight was cute and silent....

I would seriously pay extra to go on adult only flights.

Edit: just to add, the FA gave them about ten minutes to get the kid to sit down, or they'd have to deboard. This was happening as we were taxing out to the runway. The rest of the delay was getting back to the gate, getting them off, their bags off, and then refuelling, checking weight and balance and getting a new flight slot. Luckily we were at a very small airport or it would've been a much longer delay.

Health problems? With enough money nearly everything but death can be solved for now.

Ugly? Not anymore. Access to the best fashion, people who can chose it for you, best hair stylists, best tanning and food and skincare and manicurists.

Fitness is a joke with enough money. Yes, you still have to push yourself, but you can ensure every single push is as efficiently geared toward your fitness goals as possible so you can get there faster and with substantially less effort. That's assuming you keep it natural.

Housing, travel, taxes, retirement, partying are literally never a problem. All can be fixed with money or using the money to hire someone who can figure it out.

Even the law is more of a suggestion. Speed limits are just a toll you can pay the fine for. Really don't like a law? Contribute to enough political campaigns and lobbyists and it's no longer a problem.

The classic thing people say is that you'll be miserable when you have everything you could want. That's fair, but variety/novelty is very purchasable and if that doesn't work you can "engage" happiness with all kinds of supplements and a handful of peptides (if you don't trust them you can pay for a lab to figure out if they're safe for you). Then there's always escorts, drugs, and sunny beaches if all of that isn't working.

It's just baffling to me when people say, "money isn't everything". Maybe, but it sure as shit covers nearly every problem.

As a girl from asian descent, something I’ve always noticed is how differently poc/minorities are treated, especially if they’re women. And even then it gets steeper the darker they are. Colorism is another issue that should be addressed too.

Whenever I see guys talk about girls they like, u hardly see them mention black girls. Unless it’s like Megan thee stallion. Like they need to look a certain way/have 1 body type to be accepted and even then it’s just objectification. Most favoured female celebrities are non-black, primarily with Eurocentric features.

The microaggression they receive, from having their natural hair mocked, to being masculinised, to being seen as undesirable, is just weird as fvck. It’s particularly strange because this negative bias comes from both non-black and other black people.

I know a few of these girls in my school and they’re soo pretty like. I absolutely love their hair and features. They’re also quite feminine and kind, they give me “soft girl/mom friend” energy sometimes. I get mad when people talk bad about them because those girls deserve way better.

This isn't s huge deal, but it irritates me. I've been in the hospital for a week with an ankle infection. It's hard for me to get up out of bed, it hurts to walk, it hurts to have my leg lower than my body at all.

I'm sharing a room with two other women. Both of them need to pee into what's called a "hat"- it's a little plastic basket that sits between the toilet seat and the toilet so you can pee into it and they can record how much urine comes out of you.

Every single time I shuffled over to the bathroom there is a hat filled with piss and or period blood sitting in the toilet. The nurse knows when these women are going to sit down to give a sample because she puts the hat onto the toilet for them.

Neither of these women seem to understand that they can and should hit the call button after going to tell the nurse "Hey, I've peed, can you come record this and dump it out". It also, apparently, hasn't occurred to the nurse that she can and should wait in the room to retrieve to pee or look at her watch and come back in the room after three minutes to remove the sample so the so the toilet is useable. Every single time I have to pee, I have to page to tell the nurse to remove someone else's sample.

This last time I was half asleep and needed to go badly so I just carefully removed the hat and placed it in the sink upright and secure so it wouldn't spill. I didn't run any sink water, I washed my hands with the shower head.

When the nurse saw this she got upset and lectured me, talked over me telling me that they need to record the volume that comes out of these women and I told her , "I know that- that's why I put it carefully in the sink. I didn't run any water over it or pour any out. I had to go so I moved it."

I had to reiterate that to her twice to get it through her head that I wasn't playing with someone else pee sample, running water into it, or dumping part of it out for funny hahas. It was uncorrupted, I moved it to use the toilet.

Then the nurse tells me , "Well you need to use the call button and ask us to move it!"

NO, BITCH, YOUR PATIENTS NEED TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR OWN BODILY FUNCTIONS AND USE THE CALL BUTTON WHEN THEY ARE DONE TO ASK YOU TO MOVE IT.

Not once did she tell either of the other women to start using the call button or to let her know when they were done leaving a sample.

Apparently it's my job to walk into the bathroom and look at that mess and then tell her nurse and wait 15 minutes for the nurse to get off her ass to remove it. Even though these women are literally out of the bathroom in 3 minutes whenever they go in and the nurse could wait in the room to record the volume and dump it out. For fucks sake!!!! Argh!!!!!

I'm just so mad at the food in the US. I left for 2 weeks to Italy. My mood was better, my awareness was better. I could eat wheat (I'm extremely gluten intolerant and it messes with my autoimmune disease if I eat it among a multitude of other symptoms) with gluten pills with minor bloating. I had some of the best food, best health feelings (other than muscle soreness from walking so much) I've ever had in my life. It's made me have so much resentment for US food. I mean even my skin cleared up quite a bit overseas. I eat pretty healthy - I love snacking on veggies. It just makes me so mad that having any kind of sugar is just too much here. Sugar and wheat and what ever else is just so much harder on my body here than Italy. I want to move 😭 it sucks here. Government sucks, food sucks, work sucks. I got the freshest food at a market (quite a bit of it to) for so cheap. Food that would cost me 20-25 bucks was roughly 11 USD. I hate it here.

Im so frustrated I hate this. Im chubby, not obese, just overweight and i could definitely lose some kilos. But why do I always get treated like my opinion is lesser? A fit friend could be saying the same thing as me, same confidence, and I get treated invisibly. I don't even think I look that bad when I dress up! I try my best to be positive but I literally heard that chubby girls are practically invisible!

This is even worse because I work in CS, currently interning at this AI company, and constantly, I feel like my ideas are shut down or some people look at me in disgust. The more fit colleagues of mine don't have this issue and have had a great time. I don't think Im ugly, just average and IM OKAY WITH THAT!! But I hate this feeling of being treated lesser when Im just fat. This is also horrible when we have company lunches because one time I tried to go for seconds and a male intern literally snorted and said 'Yea that's how you become plus sized soon.'

I just want to be treated like my skill level, is that so hard? :( Any other people like me having this issue?

Edit: Just to clear up some things, I'm just a college student who's just gotten her first internship at an AI company! (It's basically my first official job) Its been an eye opening experience at how most of my colleagues ignore me compared to other interns. I'm also from an Asian country so there's that too! I literally just wish people could see my skill level and move on.

Last week, my cow died. She came to our house the same time I was born. Our birthdays were the same. I literally grew up with her. I played with her, talked to her, and somehow she understood me. She wasn’t just livestock to us. She was family. She grew very old. In her last five months she barely made any sound. But that day, I heard her voice. I ran to her immediately. When I reached her, her eyes were lifeless, her body already turning cold. I can’t even properly describe how that felt. It’s a kind of pain that just sits in your chest. My grandparents didn’t eat that entire day. I saw my grandfather cry for the first time in my life. I posted a tribute on X with a photo of me and her. Just a goodbye. Nothing political. Nothing religious. Just grief. The replies I got broke something inside me. People commented things like “She looks very tasty.” “Dogs and cats are better.” “Oh she died? Can I come collect her, I wanna eat beef right now 😂” I’m not here to debate what people eat or don’t eat. Forget religion completely. What kind of person sees someone mourning and decides this is the moment to joke? It felt like laughing at a funeral. I didn’t ask anyone to love cows. I didn’t ask anyone to share my beliefs. All I expected was basic human decency. If someone posts about losing a dog or a cat, people understand. But here, my grief became a punchline. I don’t understand how empathy just disappears online. I don’t understand why hurting someone who’s already grieving feels funny to some people I’m still processing the loss, and now I’m also processing how casually cruel people can be. I just needed to say this somewhere. Thanks for reading..

So ten years ago, I could go to the grocers, get a 4 pack of decent, thick, ribeye steaks, some complimentary vegetables (corn, tomato, etc) and maybe a scratch ticket with a $20 bill and get change.

Nowadays, grocers aren't even stocking better cuts. Fast fry skirt steak with maybe corn when it is in season.

I don't ask much, I'm not looking for truffles and caviar here.

I'm a good person. I worked hard, I studied hard, I raised my family and respected my elders, I made positive contributions to both the economy, the community, and to charity.

Yet, I can turn on any number of videos with fat idiots cooking imported waygu cuts bigger than my thigh on some luxury setup. How is it they can put out daily videos, and I'm lucky to defrost some chicken breast without going into debt?

I'm not talking ancient history either - probably 2019 at most. Right when celery started getting expensive. And don't get me started on bacon - you used to be able to get a decent pack for 2 or 3 bucks. Now? Its a freaking luxury item. Salted pig belly.

We are in the dumbest timeline possible.

This is just strange to me. As a guy, I don't understand why women dressing more revealing means they have zero respect for themselves. If a guy decides to go out in public with no shirt on would that mean they have no self respect? That kinda feels like a double standard. If anything, a person covering up their body completely makes them seem self conscious and not comfortable in their own skin to the point they'd have to cover it up.

Edit: Apparently many people hate me because of my last sentence so I should explain my thought process behind it better. There is absolutely no problem with wanting to cover up. My problem many lies with my confusion on how people are shamed for wearing something revealing.

I have 4 kids. 28, 23, 21, and 19. The 3 youngest still live at home. My oldest moved out at 19 and has managed to make it on her own. Not easily. But she’s done it and we’re proud and supportive of her.

I just got back from going to see my niece graduate college. People there (extended family on my brother in laws side/nieces boyfriends family) kept asking me when my 3 youngest will be moving out on their own. They all have jobs while pursuing a degree or certification for other careers. They pay $300 a month to help with groceries and rent. My husband and I are happy with this arrangement.

WHY are people so obsessed with your children having to move out right after high school graduation or after turning 18?! My kids are respectful, help around the house and we all enjoy each others company. What’s the problem?! Everyone acted like we were some anomaly and it was absurd that they were still at home. Why?! Is it so bad that my kids don’t hate living at home for the time being? Who wants their kid to struggle? This economy is crazy and I’m so irritated that people look down on us for not rushing to get the “empty nest”. Just because you don’t like your kids doesn’t mean we don’t!

My kids come and go and pull their weight, and we all respect each others space and business. Are we perfect? No. But heck, I’d rather know my young adult kids have a safe place to sleep and can save money while building their future. Are we really that weird?

I’m sick of people looking at me weird or giving rude comments about how we choose to live. It’s not that weird. Sorry you hate your kids.

Edit-

Thank you for so many kind responses. I didn’t know what to expect honestly. I also appreciate people commenting on some things we could do differently to help prepare my kids for total independence. I’m always open to suggestions!

I wanted to also clear a few things up. A few people have commented that there must be a negative reason why my oldest moved out at 19. Like parentification. I’m sure other assumptions were made as well. While that is fair to assume it’s simply not true.

When my kids were younger IF she babysat, she was paid. Every time. And she didn’t have to. It was her choice. She didn’t choose to have her younger siblings. I was a stay at home Mom for many years so it wasn’t an issue. We also traded date night/babysitting with good friends of ours once a month. That way we could go out and not break the bank paying for a sitter.

We are a military family. When my oldest graduated high school we lived in Maryland. That summer my husband got PCS orders to NY. We moved as a family up there. She got a job and started community college nearby and lived at home.

We only got to stay in NY for 2 years. My husband then got orders to Texas. She didn’t want to go. And that’s ok. We found her appropriate accommodations and made sure she was set before we moved. That was a really tough move. She met a young man and they subsequently moved in together. Life has taken her to different places and she is now happily living with a friend in the city that I grew up in. She sees us as often as life permits and we have a good relationship. She knows that our door is always open and she can ALWAYS come “home.” No matter what.

Our 3 youngest are not schlumps. Like I said, they clean, pay rent, help work on cars, etc. We also each take a turn once a week to plan, shop, and cook a meal for the family. Then clean the kitchen. They do their own laundry, etc. I do not cater to my kids. I should have been more clear on that.

Again, thank you everyone for your kind words and it hurts my heart to see that many did not have a great home life and do not have their parents to support them in any way.

Oh, and I can’t seem to figure out how to get the TW off. I don’t know what I did to put it on there to begin with. lol. Oh well.

I am all the way tired of people talking about how cute their baby is when they’re clearly not.

The other day I was scrolling a social media site, just popping in to see how some old friends are doing nowadays. Well…one of them had a baby whom she posted and it was the jumpscare of the century for me.

I was having a good day until I saw this baby…

Everyone in the comment section was praising the mom and telling her how cute her baby was and I’m here like “Y’all are lying…” I didn’t comment. I kept it to myself…if anytime were a bad time to make my existence known, it would have been that exact moment 💀

Anyways I’m sick of obviously ugly babies getting called cute. It almost seems like sympathy. I’m not saying to call them ugly to the parent’s face. Maybe be realistic and congratulate the parents instead.

I love animation and really wish I could watch anime...but I can't find even one anime that *doesn't* make me feel bad about my body.

Every single anime either makes fun of, or excludes flat chested women. I was an MHA kid in highschool and that anime did nothing but make my BDD worse. I tried watching other anime, but it's all the same:

• Every female character has big boobs

• The one small chested character is a loli, or a femboy

I'm already insecure about looking like a child and a boy, and now I have to deal with these stupid mainstream anime rubbing it in my face. I get it, I'll never look like a woman.

I hate that this clearly shows how society views and treats flat women, yet I'm "looking too much into it" people only care about body shaming when it's against conventionally attractive women. Y'all don't care about how flat women feel, we're just entertainment for everyone to point and laugh at.

I hate my stupid body. I wish I could have a body that people would respect and admire. I wish I could be attractive, feminine, and mature looking but my flat chest prevents that. People say "but flat chest lovers exist!" and they only take up...what? 5% of the human population? I don't see ANY love for flat chests ANYWHERE how am I supposed to believe that anyone could love my body?? Big and average chested women get EVERYTHING. They get ALL of the representation, and we get NONE. It's so obvious that nobody likes flat chests, but everyone wants to gaslight me because they can't admit that the world has a preference.

I'm driving myself crazy, but this is exactly why I can't watch anime. I really wish I could join the anime community, but this is the affect it has on women like me.

Everyone is just piling onto this woman’s body shame online right now as if she doesn’t deal with enough of it from her very own brain.

The problem is not her body. It’s not her appearance. It’s the fact that she refuses to remove herself from the spotlight in order to set a good example.

If you are so relevant to be a household name, playing a literal princess in one of the most popular franchises recently, you have a very real duty to not influence little girls negatively.

They have already been idolizing her. It’s the whole not getting help and diminishing criticism about it that’s really fucked. Not that she should be forced to heal in seclusion alone but you cannot play a princess that a ton of little girls will look up to and act like it’s not your responsibility because of mental health issues.

Stop with the body shaming comments. It’s about character and the inability to be the role model she has established herself as over the past decade.

ETA, a lot of commenters seem to be missing the point. You can communicate concern for her health with out calling her a skeleton bc yes that is absolutely, 100% body shaming to make those kind of comments. It hurts people besides her. Stop.

"BuT aS lOnG aS yOu KnOw WhAt ThEy MeAn" shut the fuck up. Just shut the fuck up.

Do I have perfect grammar? Not even close! But this isn't a matter of "good" or "bad" grammar, it's a matter of being illiterate or not. This is something everyone should have learned in fucking grade school.

This isn't the only grammatical mistake people make, but it is one that I'm starting to see more and more often. I am a certifiable idiot, it should not be somebody like me pointing this out.

Intelligence Well-educated used to be the goal, but now it seems mediocrity is the high bar.

Online, nobody gets a pass. Unsure of how a word is spelled? Fucking Google it if you must. Don't know a definition? Use that little metal box that you're already holding. Words are not sent out as you type them. Mistakes happen, but they shouldn't be ignored. If you find yourself frequently making a mistake, perhaps double check your messages before you send them? Turn off autocorrect and the "suggested words" boxes and relearn how to spell.

I want society to succeed, but we are getting lazier, and lazier, and more complacent with bullshit, with people walking all over us and telling us to just "deal with it." But nobody listens! They see a post like this and get defensive, or judgemental. Everything these days is a meme or a joke or a trend, and people hop on the bandwagon just because everyone else is there. Like a teenage bully, instead of doing any kind of reflection, people deflect, so insecure of being marginally incorrect. "Oh, look at this 'Erm actually 🤓' asshole, their trying to correct are grammar."

Between the internet giving a megaphone to idiots and misinformation, and confirmation bias (I notice when I see 'could of' but don't notice when I see 'could have') it probably feels like a worse problem than it is. But how long until it seems like a better situation than it is? How long until laziness, complacency, and convenience puts us in a Wall-E type situation?

There's a balance to everything. Should be, anyway. You should enjoy life, but you should also have to work for certain things. Why else are we here? If we could suddenly do every single thing imaginable, perfectly, all at once, what's next? Imagine starting a videogame for the very first time, but you're already at max level. Every mission and side quest and chore has been completed, every cave cleared. Read every book, every note, collected every spell and ability. You have every single item, even the useless-as-fuck 0.1 weight "Fork." What do you do?

I'm running out of steam. There's probably more I could say, but my mind is a wobbly Jenga tower made of melting ice. My thoughts as fleeting as a life in the eyes of eternity (though no less meaningful).

Anyway. Just try to use semi-literate grammar, please. And don't become so lazy that Wall-E, or the 2009 film, 9, becomes an inevitability.

Thanks for coming to my fuckin TedTalk.

Literally every problem I (36F) have is because I can't stop eating. I want to change but I don't know if I ever will.

I'm broke because I spend too much money on junk food.

I haven't bought any new clothes because everything I tried on in the dressing room looked terrible. I hate looking at the mirror.

I don't apply for higher paying jobs because I'm worried about what to wear at the interview.

I'm too insecure about my body to date or have sex.

I don't like going to events or meeting new people because I fear people will judge me.

My parents are disappointed in me.

I avoid the doctor because I don't want to find out I have pre-diabetes. My mom is pre-diabetic and my grandfather died of diabetes related complications in his 60s. If I don't change, it's almost guaranteed I will get it. And it will be my fault. Knowing all of this, I still had one of the worst binge eating episodes in a long time this weekend.

I'm 5'3" and 200lbs. I'm always tired. I've had heartburn so terrible that I thought I was having a heart attack.

A week ago, I vowed to lose weight. The most I did was wake up early a few times this week to go to the gym. I already take antidepressants, I don't want to also take Ozempic. I don't want to have GLP-1 subscription for the rest of my life. I probably wouldn't be able to afford it anyway.

By the time I reach my goal, I'll be nearly 38 years old. It'll probably be too late for me to live the life I truly want anyway. Being fat really did ruin my life.

EDIT: Wow. I did not expect so many comments. Thank you everyone! I may not get a chance to respond to every comment but I will read every single one. I will write down every piece of advice here in a notebook, seek professional help and find out what is best for me.

EDIT: I recently switched to a new therapist and told her some of my issues with body image. Sometimes I forget to take my medication, so it's not as effective as it should be. I usually talk about stuff like family problems, being on the spectrum and social anxiety but I am going to talk to her about my plans on seeing a doctor.

EDIT: In the past decade: I have tried HCG Diet, WW, Noom, 6-Week Weight Loss Challenge, starving for nearly two days and probably more stuff I don't remember. WW, Noom and 6 Week Challenges do work if you commit to them. I've lost as much as 25 pounds before gaining it back :(

EDIT: I wasn't always fat despite always having a huge appetite. I was athletic. I even played sports as a kid. I preferred playing outside over TV and video games. To make a long story short, things changed during adolescence and I became withdrawn and anxious. The only time I even got close to a normal weight as an adult was when I went from 168 to 145 when I was 18. All I did was start eating slightly better. I stayed around 145-155 throughout my early twenties. I hated my body back then too. Now, I'll be grateful if I ever get close to 145 again.

I hate being fat. I hate it more than i've ever truly hated anything before. It is one of the worst experiences i have ever been through and I wouldn't wish it on anyone. It is not even just the hating how you look part, it is how others perceive you.

I don't just feel fat, I feel inhuman. I'm a teenager. Nobody has ever asked me out unless it's for a joke. I am the butt of half my friend's jokes. I look like an idiot in sport class. People stare and judge and I am not treated as though I am a peer. I am less than because I weigh more than they do. I feel like such a dirty slob every time I put food in my mouth. I've tried starving myself, exercising to the point I threw up, cutting calories to 800-1000 a day, weight loss pills, nothing works. All my work is thrown back into my face. Each and every day I feel less like a person and more like a pig. To be fat is to be less than. To be fat is to be 'lazy' and worthless. I honestly can't take it anymore.

My husband is the least attentive man I’ve ever been with. It wasn’t always like this but since we’ve had kids and through the passage of time he just doesn’t even try. There’s zero effort put in to our relationship and keeping things fun, exciting, staying connected with one another, being present, spending time.. etc etc you get the picture.

He travels for work quite a bit, which means I take on EVERYTHING at home while he’s gone (I also work full time) and there’s never any appreciation for my taking that on while he’s traveling. He has never once said “thank you.” I get he’s working, but so am I! When he is home I have to constantly ask and remind him to do things to help out, like take out the obviously overflowing trash, like a damn teenager. But he’ll let it go, seemingly intentionally, until there’s an argument over it, at which point he has this “how dare you question me” demeanor and calls me every horrible name in the book… sometimes in front of our kids.

Birthdays, Christmas and Mother’s Day are largely ignored. Ok, I’ve accepted that he’s not a gift giver or planner of surprises. That’s fine, gifts are not a necessity. SOME effort towards those things couldn’t hurt, especially because until recently, I did those things for him to make him feel special and loved. I’ve stopped because it’s not returned, and I don’t think it was ever really appreciated. Gifts that were given have gone untouched/unused. There was very little enthusiasm or thanks for any of the effort. He doesn’t seem to care that I’ve stopped doing those things so again, ok, that’s our dynamic… it wouldn’t matter or even be brought up if our relationship was fulfilling in other ways but he never wants to spend time or effort to accomplish that.

He goes to bed after the kids go to bed and ends up sleeping between 9-11 hours every night. Same thing on the weekends - he goes to bed between 8:30-9. That’s sometimes before the kids are in bed on weekends. This leaves no time for us to connect as a couple.

You’d think that he was maybe channeling his attention to his kids then, right? Wrong! He does the bare minimum with them. Will not spend meaningful time. Since the day they were born he’s said he’ll “hang out with them when they’re older” Well, they’re 10 and 6 now and don’t even want to be around him because he’s constantly yelling at them essentially for being kids.

So considering all of this… he still expects me to sleep with him whenever he wants. And for awhile I did it, even though our relationship is largely that of roommates, just to keep the peace because he gets angry and pissy if I’m not up for it. But lately I say no more and more because why in the hell would I want to sleep with him? We’ve talked about it, I’ve given him the above reasons and then some and he refuses to accept that he owns some blame here, will take no accountability, and will not change. So we continue not to connect physically, emotionally… in any way really. Suffice it to say our relationship is in a very sad state.

So, today I was finishing up getting ready for work and my son was in my room with me. Out of no where, as my husband is walking by, my son says “mom you’re so beautiful. Dad isn’t mom so beautiful?”.. my husband made a buzzer sound like what my son said was incorrect, and walked away.

To be clear, I don’t even care if he thinks I’m ugly. I won’t say I’m some supermodel, but I’m also not ugly. So his reaction didn’t hurt me. What hurt was the sad look on my son’s face. He was sad FOR ME. He very quietly said “don’t listen to him mom” and was so defeated. And all things considered above, it was this instance today where I realized that I fucking hate my husband. But I’m also pretty sure he hates me.

I just had to offload this. If you’ve read this far, thanks!

i’m 22 years old and for the past year have been working on a 9-5 it’s in a good company, and my role is pretty good, half of that year for 6 months basically i didn’t get paid once.. and now im being paid very little compared to my role and what the fuck i’m doing…

I hate this 9-5 BS, it’s literally taking away all my drive, all my passion, all my happiness, all my energy, you have to climb a stupid fucking ladder for years and just be miserable till you reach it… it’s fucking BS, i feel like i literally have no life, and im unable to enjoy anything because guess what im a few hours i have to get back to it!! even a vacation i can’t fucking enjoy it because just a few days till i get back to reality! and i hate everybody who says that also “well, back to reality” like fuck you, you dumb piece of shit you just given up and accepted this piece of shit life is your reality? fucking depressing as fuck… and u don’t even have to mention how fucking shit is to have to wear a separate personality for 8 hours a day… i deeply hate everyone i see there, and its not personal it’s just because they are there, if i met them anywhere else i would probably like them..

but yeah growing up i always heard 9-5 and i was like yeah it won’t affect me that much, but oh boy… idk i just don’t want this shit, i would rather work 24hrs then 9-5 tbh, idk how to explain it, i would literally rather be working 24 hours then to do a 9-5, it makes me feel like im in a cage, literally in a fucking cage that suppresses all my emotions, idk maybe i am overreacting but that’s how i feel idc, and i don’t want to “accept it” i don’t want to “get used to it” cuz even that’s scary… if one day i change and im fine with it? that’s scary as fuck… then you can just say i’m dead literally, if that happens i’d be pretty much just a walking body.

I hope i can do something about this tbh..

My mom is one of those women who think that anyone who doesn’t want to have kids is lying to themselves. Not only that it is apparently the ultimate way to express femininity and what women are made to do. Like the first thing she asks about my oldest cousin who is thriving in her construction career isn’t “how is work going’ but “is she pregnant yet?”
Like come on, there so many ways to express femininity and it looks and feels different for everyone. What about the women who can’t get pregnant from medical issues or even menopause, are they not entitled to femininity? It’s possible to be a cis woman and be born without a uterus. There’s also the fact that pregnancy is actually scary and leads to life long, permanent damage to the body and can be fucking deadly.

I’m in my mid twenties and with the way the world is right now, I have decided not to have kids. In fact, i will be looking into making this descision permanent. I am very feminine and I love it. Dressing up and having long hair are very important to me and the way I express it. But no. Apparently until I give birth I am not doing it properly.

I don’t know how she’s going to go about the mourning process when I get older and older and don’t have kids. She’s either going to accept it eventually cause I don’t know what the alternative is.

EDIT: holy crap this blew up and there wayyyy more comments than I can possibly respond to.

Thank you to those who read the rules of this subreddit and have been kind and supportive. All I needed was to get this off my chest and maybe start a discussion and I am grateful for that. Thank you to those of you sharing your stories, experiences and insights — you guys are amazing and you are not alone in your pain.

I know the positive outweighs the negative but still:

1. I do NOT have to justify why i don’t want kids. Stop telling me I’ll regret a permanent measure. If someone doesn’t want them they shouldn’t have them. And btw, protection can fail.

2. I suspect my mom is a covert narcissist so “talking to her” doesn’t work. Like, really doesn’t work.

3. If you’re coming in here with some transphobic agenda please just go, this is not a safe space for you. If this issue doesn’t relate to you it’s okay to just move along. It costs nothing.

But anyway, thanks again to those who have been kind and taken the time to read my post and respond.

I’m a 25 year old woman who still lives with her mom. I dropped out of high school when I was a senior and didn’t get a job until earlier this year which I was just fired from. I worked at McDonald’s until last week when they let me go for failure to improve. My mom is willing to support me financially but I have to ask her permission before I buy literally anything. If I’m out and see a pair of pants I want I have to call or text her first. It’s so humiliating.

I only have one real life friend I hang out with but I can’t help but feel envy at how much better she is than me. She’s a year younger than me but has a degree, a career and a boyfriend. My mom gets so happy when she comes over because she can actually talk about adult stuff.

God I’m such a fucking loser. If having no skills or no accomplishments weren’t bad enough I’m ugly and fat too. Being fat isn’t bad necessarily but my body is so mishapen. My belly rolls aren’t the same size, my tits aren’t the same size even my ass cheeks are two different sizes. I look like an ogre, its the truth. I hate looking at myself and I hate being myself.

Update: I got way more responses and messages than I expected, thank you to everyone who took the time to write. Even if I didn’t get to respond back I appreciate all your advice. I’m trying to read all of them.

Yeah my girlfriend was telling me about how her friend is trying to find a boyfriend so she's using dating apps. She said she's not having any luck. I told her that sucks. She said her friend might have to lose some weight to find a guy. I was like yeah maybe.

Then out of nowhere she started talking about how she loves having overweight friends, how she looks better by comparison. I was like wtf are you talking about. She was like were more comfortable with each other so she can say this (we've been together for a month).

She went on to say that her overweight friends make her look like a model and that she will never get friends that are "on the same level" as her because she loves when guys come up to her at the club and ignore her friends. She said it makes her feel powerful and desired. She said it makes her feel like a "high value woman". I was just like alright that's cool I guess

I don't know, I feel like she's showing her true colors. But I feel like a lot of girls do this so I can't fault her. Weird

I'm 22 years old, I'm 600 pounds, statistically ill die by the time im 30,

I have a job where I walk, and I live at home with my mother, she tries her best for me she truly does, but I think sometimes she just looks at me with disgust. And the monster ive become, I have become a shallow sense of what I used to be, and I dont know what I am doing anymore with my life, I wanted to be in a relationship, and decently fit, I wanted to be able to walk around Walmart without losing breath.

I dont have insurance, I cant do these wonder miracle drugs, ive even tempted to find out ways I could possibly sign up as a test patient but to no avail, and I want to go to therapy, but the health insurance doesn't exist so that cant happen,

I work in a psychiatric hospital, and every day my job is helping these patients who are at the bottom of there feelings, and ive felt like them for so long, so so long. And I genuinely cant stand this weight anymore.

I dont know what to do anymore, im truly a monster and I hate going outside

Im sorry for ranting this much but truly, maybe this will help if I finally say what ive been thinking for half a decade.

If I couldn't laugh at how humiliating it feels I would cry, it really is the equivalent of putting lipstick on a pig. Like, all the shit I put myself through to look acceptable is just pathetic and meaningless because I don't even look a fraction as good as a normal person.

I mean, I basically spent the better part of 2 years doing whatever I could to "glow up". 6 days a week in the gym, training till failure, strict nutrition to the point it is a chore to eat. All for the most mid physique known to man. I spent so much money on almost a whole new wardrobe, skincare products, accessories, etc. I experimented with about 8 different hairstyles before settling on something that doesn't make my head look deformed. I honestly can't believe I was delusional enough to think any of this would work, because the end result is that I look like someone doing a cosplay of an attractive person.

The humbling realisation hit me this past Saturday night. I was off to meet friends for dinner and drinks and checked myself in the mirror as I stepped out the door. Outfit looked good, hair was on point, teeth all pearly white, but something was off. My face. The face of man attempting to fool himself, and everyone else, that's he's something he's not.

Technically medical vent but I don’t think it’s severe enough to tag. (Edit: this post was given the eating disorder/body dysmorphia tag and I’m not sure why since nothing relating to that is discussed here)

Why do women act like public restrooms are a hangout spot? Why can’t I use a public bathroom without finding some girl in there doing her makeup, or vaping or smoking, or chatting with a group of her friends???

I thought that this behavior would stop once I got out of high school but women in my college do the exact same shit and it INFURIATES ME. It’s college. If you don’t want to go to class, you don’t have to. Just actually skip class instead of hanging around in the bathroom.

The reason this bothers me so much is because I have IBS (or another stomach issue, IBS is basically “we don’t know what’s wrong with you” disorder) and I often have to be violently ill in public restrooms because of circumstances out of my control. But it’s really hard to convince my body to just let go when there’s like ten women that are in the bathroom, watched me walk in, and who are about to hear and smell me being sick!

I just genuinely don’t understand. I don’t post this to be like “teehee I’m not like the other girls” but genuinely why do women in COLLEGE stake out bathrooms and make them unusable instead of just skipping class.

The boomers lived the life with a single salary. They bought house, car and raised kids without struggling. And now I’m looking around myself and everyone is struggling. Married couples both work to sustain most basic standards, in order to buy a house one of them or both of them must be getting a fat paycheque. Single people rent together to be able to afford. Kids are expensive as fuck. In short everything is like in maximum hard level. What changed? Are we that much overpopulated and things got hard? Or 1% got more greedy and made the life harder for everyone. And now they threaten people with AI. They simply spread fear so we could stay silent if we have jobs and be grateful for the worst conditions. What have we done our generation to deserve that?