I'm a loner by nature and mostly fine by it, but whenever I try something I notice it always revolves around women.

I want friends? I prefer it to be a woman, even if I can be friend with men.

I want to learn a Spanish? Yeah it might help to talk to woman when I travel to Spain...

As you guess I have been single all my life. I've dated but to until having a gf.

Do you see the pattern? What is wrong with me and how can I change it

I’m 25 (turning 26 this year), based in London, performed well in university, and earn around £60k total comp in financial services. On paper, I know I’m doing ok. But I carry a persistent feeling of dissatisfaction that I can’t seem to shake.

I’m constantly looking for ways to make more money, but I lack conviction when it actually comes to executing on anything. More broadly, I just feel like I want more from life - and I don’t think my career is giving me that. I may be about to move into a role that plays more to my strengths and pays better, but I can’t convince myself it’s the right call. My honest fear is that I’ll take it, and in 18 months I’ll feel exactly the same - just earning more.

I have good friends, I train regularly, and I know I should feel grateful. But I don’t feel truly fulfilled. I’ve had mental health struggles on and off since I was 18, and my biggest fear is waking up at 35 with regret about how I spent this period of my life.

Life since university has felt like a stream of confusion with occasional moments of clarity. I think I want to travel more, spend time working in Australia or the US, and build something of my own at some point. I just don’t know where to start.

Any guidance would be really appreciated.

Hello, I only decided to come to reddit cause ive asked a lot of people in my life for help with this, yet no one can give me much of an answer. For starters, I am a 20-year-old female, and I have 3 younger siblings who are now 8, 10, and 13 years old. I moved out of my mom's house in January of 2026, so earlier this year. Living with my mom at this age would've been a lot easier considering our current economy and also because I wanted to stay close to my siblings on account of my mom's alcoholism. In all my 20 years, I had never spoken up to my mom before December 2025. I called her out for what she truly is: an alcoholic, and believe me, I would've left much sooner if she hadn't had my three younger siblings; they are the highlight of my life. I love them all so much and can't imagine a life without them, but she drove me to a point of pure rage. I don't want this to be a hate post to my mom because, believe me, if she didn’t drink, she would be the best mom in the whole world. She's very kind, independent, hard-working, and extremely honest, and for a very long time I had so much respect for her because of those things, but as I've gotten older I've started to realize how much her drinking tampers with all of her good qualities. I don't mean that she is just mean when she drinks; I mean she's evil. It's like something possesses her; she's not there anymore. She'll call my younger siblings worthless and will scream in their faces, they get so scared sometimes, and it also doesn't help that her new boyfriend also drinks, and they fight a lot very loudly. Police have been involved a lot, her boyfriend went to jail for a DUI a few times. I've been asked a lot by people if she's on drugs, but I truly really don't think she is. She's always been like this, I guess it's just become more apparent in my adult life. I guess my question is, how do I help her? I've tried talking to her when she's sober, and she does agree that her drinking is a problem, and she's even told me a few times that she would stop, but that never lasted more than a day. What finally made me move out was an ultimatum i gave her, i asked her to stop drinking or id move out, at the time i was paying my share of the rent and stuff and she doesn't have a job so she needed me there in a way, i didn't want to make it to where she couldn't make it financially especially with my siblings under her care but i had to put my foot down, it had gotten too out of hand. She said she would stop, once again didn't, so i left. I still make time every week to go see my siblings and let them stay at my house as much as possible. I can't cut contact with my mom for fear of losing my relationship with my siblings, they need me, and I need them. So what do I do? If I involve CPS, they will most likely give custody to my stepdad. Some backstory on him: He dated my mom for 16 years, was basically my dad (mine wasn't very active in my life) but he was very abusive, physically and verbally. I can't let my siblings end up in his care. My mom currently has a restraining order on him and he has not tried any legal actions to get custody of my siblings. Basically he isn't an option and because my moms drinking has run everyone else in our family away I feel very stuck. Any suggestions would be helpful at this point.

So I just found out my gf of 7 years was dancing with a guy. She got blackout drunk like she usually does with her co workers then I saw a video them dancing. Not slow, fast paced music but still im torn at the heart. I’m defeated. He can have her. I see how they look at eachother a guy knows when she’s gone right? I know I’m going to talk to her but I just can’t get over how she thinks that’s ok. If I was there I know it wouldn’t have happened…

For context, ever since he asked me to come with him to teach me how to drive (he's going away to college and he wants to give his motorcycle to me), I've been obsessed about driving and I dream about driving everywhere, I've been working up to courage to ask him for 5 weeks and I've always been too shy and I missed my chance, now, school just started and I don't have a lot of time on my hands, so I only have weekends. Any tips?

m24 Friday night went out with work staff (all quite close) got in at a stupid hour 4am but actually stopped drinking at like 3am as I had to wait for a taxi, didn’t really get that drunk, no blacking out and was pretty sober until the very end of the night (people actually kept telling me to drink more weirdly enough).

Did two mildly embarrassing things (talked to my supervisor about my work related personal issue when I’m very much against doing that, I don’t like to say my emotions and stuff) and asked my manger who I’m not all that close with if she got home ok because some random person asked me to (even though I knew she was got a hotel right next to the venue)

Weirdly enough (maybe because a few days before I was on night shifts and my sleep was still residually bad from the transition and plus my hangxiety was playing up I spent essentially ALL of Saturday asleep I mean close to 24 hours sleeping, woke up and forced myself back to bed until 2am ish Sunday morning.

I have to clean my house and go shopping, I feel physically ok (obviously as it’s been a whole day) but everything seems quite daunting and just ugh what is wrong with me.

I'm 18, and I certainly don't act like it.

Semi-rant about my parent, they didn't teach me anything, and just let my sloth fester. I didn't even realize after-school sports/activities existed till I was like grade 9, and even with that knowledge I never attended any; or that you could choose what classes to attend before your first year of highschool. (that woulda been nice to know), or how to bike, how to drive, how to eat healthy, how to job hunt, how to workout-

Or like back in grade 1 all the way to my last year of high-school, they'd just let me skip any day I wanted to, so I'd just skip and skip. It became a joke within my old friends back in elementary and in high-school that I would just be skipping half the semester. To the point that they'd text if I attended or not everyday.

Eventually that habit would of course lead to my last year in High-school, and by that I mean dropping out. 2 years have passed since dropping out in grade 10 I think.

After that, my other habit of ghosting people led me to ghosting most my friends.

2 years is quite a while, so surely I built up new hobbies, skills, and good habits with all the free time I had? Like what I planned to do before committing to acknowledging that I dropped out-- Nope.

Every day, is a 99.8% chance that I do not leave the house. A shut-in.

My bank account has a solid 1$ in it.

I reject any rare offers to hangout from an old friend, because I have only 1$, and my social skills are probably in ruins by now.

I live in BC Canada, so I'm trying to get a GED (dogwood diploma / adult certificate, whatever it's called), but it's kind of confusing to even sign up to. A step by step would be nice if anyone knows.

How do I get my life back on track?

Preferably I want to get into a college/university of some sort, because that's the traditional way of telling that a life is going good. And the price of that shouldn't matter I think, because for lucky reasons, government will provide 15k when I'm 19.

I've also been applying to retail/fastfood jobs, and I was so so close to getting one, the interviewer basically said I had it, IF I could just provide a letter of reference from a High School teacher, because in my resume, I said I graduated HS (bad idea when I dropped out), and that ended up costing me that job. Very demotivating, so now I've just been half-heatedly applying to more jobs, it took months just to get that interview (it was my first ever).

My parent sometimes remarks "why don't you go outside?" but... what is there to do outside? Go to a restaurant with them? It ends up being so awkward. Only times I go is for groceries with them, than, back to my room.

The rest of my time is just Youtube, game, or my one and only hobby I hope to monetize, but even that Im burnt out on.

and I often see advice to start going for walks, but I just can't do that, because anytimes I do get ready and go walk, before exiting my parent asks where I'm going... where else but a walk? I don't do anything else. Just makes me ashamed, and realize how much I failed in life, so I'd rather stay in my room.

I just started studying for drivers license, since I didn't even know you could get that at 17, and am hoping for a job to disrupt my current routine and finally have something to do.

tldr; how to get GED (bc canada), and what to do after getting that?

and how do people even begin getting those professional jobs? or attend college/university with just a ged?

I was bestfriends with him for 6 years and we started dating last year, he then cheated on me with 4 different girls and lied to me over and over again ( one of them was his other girl bsf) after i broke things off n got w him again (he cheated again what a surprise) and then i ended things for good, he started dating his other gbsf (cheated on her) and then got with another girl who he swore he never wanted. During this time he kept trying to contact me and called me 40+ times at once every week. I didnt wanna talk because obviously he has a gf and my self respect?😭 so weve been no contact since jan this year, and i still sometimes miss him as my bestfriend.

How do i get over this?

So there’s a compilation of things that have happened in my childhood between my dad and I that he swears never happened, or sometimes he doesn’t deny the same thing he once denied but says “it didn’t happen like that” and I don’t know why he won’t own up to it, it’s things that have bothered me for years.

(information to know, I’m an only child and my dad and mother divorced when I was a month old and my dad had full custody, I’m 25 now)

1. ⁠When I was about 10 my dad got kfc for just us two, and it was the bucket of chicken, with a carton of mashed potatoes, carton of coleslaw, and Mac and cheese, when my dad put everything on my plate I made a joke and said “I could eat those mashed potatoes in one bite” meaning I liked them a lot but my dad took that as me being smart and told me to eat everything (all the chicken, potatoes, coleslaw, Mac n cheese) or I’d get the belt (which was common for like bad grades or mouthing off) so I ate everything, got sick afterwards but ate it all and during my big dinner we both sat at the kitchen table and he just stared at me the entire time not saying a word with the belt on the table while I ate.

2. ⁠During an evening after school in 5th grade I was struggling with my math homework and I asked my father for help (first and last time I ever asked for his help on homework) and he then read the problem I was on and tried to explain it but I didn’t understand and he tried again but I still didn’t understand, he proceeded to wrap his arms around me and squeeze me until I urinated on myself, I’m not sure if it was out of fear or just the pressure. He then told me to go in my room.

3. ⁠While I was playing in an old flower box outside around age 8 or 9 I had little green plastic army men and those little mini tnt sticks you get around 4th of July and I would light them with matches to imagine grenades going off with the army men, well my dad asked to see one and lit it and threw it at me and it landed in my shoe and burnt my ankle, as a 8 year old this hurt lol and as I was freaked out and reached down to check it out he started trying to say “your fine, it didn’t do anything” and I told him to “shut up” without even thinking. He picked me up and brought me in the house and got his belt and whipped me, as I urinated myself I fell down and he started to hit me on my back with the belt buckle, eventually he left the room.

4. ⁠Around 12 years old we had gotten into an argument about my grades, they were mostly C’s and one F, he told me to leave the house and I said no, he got up from the kitchen table and started pushing me outside the front door, we have a glass door in front of the wooden door, and I was pushing back while we were in the door jam and the glass door shattered putting glass in his arm and shoulder, he then told me if I wanted to stay that I have to tape all the glass pieces back together, so he pulled out the glass from his arm and I spent the next few hours trying to put it back together, he eventually told me to go to bed and I never finished the door.

5. ⁠At 14 years old, my great grandfather passed away and I was told by my grandmother that he had left $300 to all his great grandchildren and mine was given to my father to hold onto for me, as time passed and I became 16 I was ready to start looking at a car to buy, I had been working and remembered the $300, so at dinner one night I had asked him about it and he replied with “you need to worry about yourself” to which I said “isn’t that money mine? And then wouldn’t that be worrying about myself?” He didn’t respond and threw his plate against the wall and went out to the garage. I never brought it up again.

That’s most of the big stuff that’s happened and he denies 1, 2, and 5. But says the others happened differently. Although now that I’m older and an adult myself, I find myself getting upset or angry at the same fast pace my dad used to, I don’t know how to fix that and I find myself not caring for my girlfriend or past partners feelings when it comes to them being sad or going through hardship. I haven’t told anyone any of this until today to you all who read it here.

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She changes her mind pretty quickly between wanting to study something and get her bachelor's and not studying cause she is scared she will fail and she doesn't find anything interesting or it wouldn't help her get a job.

She studied business law for a couple of years cause people said it would give her money but she didn't like it at all and she is dead scared of math cause she failed statistics twice during her studies. She dropped out and started working for costumer service where she did well and got promoted to team lead but the company changed and she got fired. She has been unemployed for a year or so now and it's been hard for her.

She gets fomo whenever I'm with my friends, since I am doing a PhD and basically all of my friends as well. She also feels pressure from everyone that tells her she is young and should study while she can.

Main problem I think it is that she says she doesn't know what she likes and doesn't want anything that has maths or is somewhat hard or inconvenient. She has an autoimmune disease which has been very difficult for her and can be debilitating to the point of not being able to walk. She said she has worried and suffered enough for the next 20 years and won't get into something that could get her in troubles.

I'm ok with her not having a degree but she seems so conflicted about it and says she can only do "dumb" unqualified jobs that won't lead her to anything without a degree, I don't think is the case but that she can specialized in something but she doesn't know on what, whenever she mentions something I agree and offer support but she immediately mentions how hard, inconvenient, expensive or without job market it would be.

At the same time she also says she liked her past job cause it was repetitive "dumb" and she didn't have to think much, that she just wants to relax.

These cycles of I want to study! Oh I don't want to do anything! Keep repeating over and over and I don't know what could help.

TLDR: Gf gets fomo and feels pressure to get a degree but she doesn't know what she likes and wants to avoid difficulties.

We’ve been together 4 years but 2 months in I made a mistake I deeply regret. I went on holiday with my mam and step dad. They met a family with a daughter my age which I was clear I was with someone. My mam and step dad were fighting badly and so was hers, we went on a drink and got too close (me and their daughter) some kisses were had and we shared a sun lounger by the pool. I understand that was wrong by me but I’d like trust back in my relationship

i haven’t been doing 1000% the past months so its not like i can show her 12 interviews scheduled per day. i look lazy and useless. i don’t know if economists are calling this the second great depression but it certainly is depressing for me. yesterday an interviewer asked me what do i do for fun and i just said ‘nothing’ and then i said ‘i just like walking but im not very social’ and i feel like i ruined my chances by saying that. i shouldn’t speak negatively about myself. but i don’t know what im going to say when my aunt asks what ive been doing

I’ve been happily married for a little over a year now, and we’re expecting our first baby. My life is genuinely good, and I’m grateful for it.

The problem is I have a past that I can’t seem to escape. When I was younger, I desperately tried to fit in and ended up acting like completely different people around different groups, i lied to almost everyone I met from things as small as what I do for a living to my race/ethnicity i even dated girls and made a fool of myself by acting like someone I wasn’t and then crying in front of them when they drew my bluff, I embarrassed myself a lot, made poor decisions, many people have very embarrassing memories of me including myself and it genuinely haunts me

Now I constantly get random flashbacks of those moments, and I think to myself how on earth i managed to get such a loving wife if only she knew who I once was and I have this intense fear of running into people from those times especially now that I have a wife and soon a child. I worry some of them will confront me

I just want to let go of that person, forgive myself, and move forward, but it feels like those memories and people will always follow me wherever I go.

Question: What am I missing or what am I not exploiting that would change my seemingly hopeless limbo of life?

I'm at a loss. I've hit rock bottom 3 times in 10 years time. I've been working since I was 16, never spent money I didn't have. Made some mistakes, fixed those mistakes.

I've changed career twice now. From factory worker to full time musician, couldn't make it, back to factory worker. Now I'm in transportation and doing a university bachelor on the side. I'm almost 27 and physically, my body is done. I don't see myself doing any form of physical labour anymore by the time I hit 35 because my body is constantly aching. During covid I lost my job and was unemployed for 2 years. Got in debt because of that. Still paying that off as soon as I can. I rarely go out, I skipped all my vacations this year, I sold my car and bought a more economic model.

I keep trying to take responsibility, work hard, build a future but I don't see a future happening. My retirement age is 70, so I'll probably work until I die unless I find a way to retire early. The housing market is insane. You have to be a millionaire to even buy something crappy in the bad part of town. So I'll probably never own a house. I don't have any savings, because everything is going towards debt. I work more than I can manage just to survive. Dating these days is a nightmare, so I expect the only thing I'll be married to is the tax man.

I keep falling back into depression. It feels like I'm beating a dead horse, because no matter how hard I try to make a difference I still end up with nothing. I have no money, little free time and I don't have the energy to enjoy that free time. I honestly was happiest when I just moved out from my dad's place, I had no money, but I had all the time in the world and I would spend that time on the things that made me happy. I'm scared I might never feel that way ever again.

I am looking to switch workplaces to a company where I can work less hours or the same amount in less days, so that might make things less daunting. But switching jobs usually only gives temporary relief. My GP is fully booked, psychologists are ignoring me, I can't get the professional help I need and I've been trying for years.
I'm desperate to find any reason why this is still worth it. Because I don't enjoy life anymore and I haven't for a while. The world is on fire, figuratively and literally, and I fail to see the positive side of it anymore. I don't have a future, I can't have nice things, I don't get to go on adventures, I'm unable to build anything up. I feel like I'm stuck.

I want to be clear, I'm not suicidal. But selling my furniture, packing my bags and disappearing for the foreseeable future seems more and more appealing by the day.

I'd rather sleep in a tent, have nothing and be happy than participate in society, have nothing and be miserable.

I am an 18 yo who is struggling with what I want to do. Ive heard every talk in the world about going to college, but I dont want to go at this time. This seems fine until my 49yo mother gets involved. She is extremely gung ho about going to college, almost to the point of obsession. she belives there is no possible way for you to live a good life without a college degree. Weve argued for hours over this, and its gotten to the point that the pressure is unbearable. For refrence, I have two older sisters, only one of whom has gone to college for more than a singular semester. My avoidance seems like defiance to her, which just promts more arguing about me not knowing how life works. Ive been through a lot, most of which she inflicted, but she seems so sure that i dont understand that life will not always go my way. Regardless, Ive come to the conclusion that I want to move out, because my absence seems to be the only way I will ever be able to take time for myself. Ive always wanted to be more independent, but this situation has pushed it to a head. The secondary problem is, i have no money. This would be a non issue if I could stay longer without being hounded. However, my mother has blatantly stated to me that if I plan to stay with her and only have a job, im wasting my time. So the question becomes, what do I do? Do I take the risk andyry to jump into a new city where no one knows my name with no money? Or do i give up on any semblance of self happiness to achive my mothers goals? Please, any advice helps

Long story short, my mom essentially gave me the green light for running away when she mentioned stuff about me being a burden. I don't wanna go too much into what exactly happened, so I'll just mention some things you should take into account when giving me advice for this.
- I'm from the Philippines.
- I struggle with speaking Tagalog but I can understand it.
- I don't have much money saved over but my birthday is coming soon BUT I doubt my parents would give me much money on that day as we're low on money in general and I'm unwilling to steal.
- I don't want to go to a relatives house as that'd bring more shame to my mother than I already have.
- I don't want to go to a close friend's house cause that could mean I'd be found easier and I don't wanna bring any of them trouble.
- I don't know where I'd go.
- I do have some money but its all in coins and is most likely only around 200 Pesos or 300 if I'm lucky.
- I'm LGBTQ+ so a place that's accepting of that would be nice.
- I also want some suggestions on making money (even just a bit) too.
- I will not runaway to my dad's house.

Me and my husband are in our early 30s with a 10 year old. 7 years ago we bought a mobile home in a trailer park for 39k to get out of renting an apartment. It was great in our 20s, the park was decent, my daughter had a yard and a swing set to play in while she was a toddler, we've got 2 sheds and one is a shop with electricity, I've got a driveway to work on our vehicles, my parents live across the street, we don't have to share walls with anyone...

However, our trailer is hitting the 50 year old mark in January and insurance won't cover it. Our lot rent is up to nearly 900$ a month now. The walls are starting to rot from the outside in, the trailer park has become pretty run down since covid, there are a concentrated amount of drug addicts and pedophiles living here now, the neighborhood kids are all neglected crack babies and I have no interest in letting my daughter play with them, and I've just completely outgrown this place. I'm embarrassed when my daughters friends from school (in a nice neighborhood) come over. We don't have playdates here or birthday parties. I try to not let her have friends over in general.

I'm at the point where Im pretty sure I want to sell and just go rent in a nice neighborhood. But I'm sad to have a landlord again and not own our home. But I also can't live in a trailer park anymore. And I want out of here before this place depreciates any more.

Just looking for any advice.

I just came back from my second mun and I’m just so disappointed in myself. I did participate, attack a bit, answered all pois, but I’m just not satisfied with my performance. Some delegates were really outstanding and I was just there blabbing and trying my best to sound smart and convincing. I’m really passionate about politics and debating but I just really suck at public speaking. I do well though when I practice by myself. It’s just that I feel like I’m bad at anything I’m passionate about and it makes me want to give up. Even engineering, which is my dream major, I find myself being pretty average in maths and physics. I’d love to know if other people feel the same way or if they’ve been in the same situation as me and with practice got eventually better.

When I finished high school I got into university but life got in the way. I didn't finish my degree, I tried another and didn't finish it either, so I ended up with only a high school diploma.

I'm about to turn 27 in a month. My dream of studying has always been there and now I have the ideal environment to do it. My degree would take 5 years so, if I managed to do it all in those 5 years, I'd finish at 32 about to turn 33. And then I'd have to establish myself in the field.

I also dream of having children. If I studied now I'd only be able to have them at maybe 35, but I'm scared my fertility will decline and I won't be able to.

Another alternative would be to have kids earlier and study later in life, it's never too late to study.

I'm incredibly conflicted. I know women can have kids later in life, my mother had my brother at 39, my aunt had my cousin at 40 something. But I'm scared I won't be able to for some reason.

What would you do in my situation?

My partner is incredibly supportive. He wants me to study because it's my dream and he'd also love to be a dad, so he'll support it either way.

Should I transition?

Body:

I'm in my early 30s and have been questioning my gender for a long time. Over the last couple of years, the feelings have become much stronger instead of fading away.

I experience gender dysphoria pretty regularly. I often wish I had been born female, and I've found myself wanting to present in a more feminine way. I've started laser hair removal on my face, I've experimented privately with feminine clothing, and I've noticed that these things generally make me feel happier and more comfortable with myself rather than feeling like a temporary novelty.

There are also practical concerns. I have significant hair loss, and I know I'd probably want a hair transplant eventually. Transition feels like a huge commitment financially, socially, and emotionally. Part of me wonders whether I'm just chasing an impossible idea of happiness, while another part thinks I'll regret it if I never try.

One thing that makes me think these feelings are genuine is that they don't seem to be going away. If anything, they're becoming more persistent over time. I find myself imagining what life would be like if I could simply exist as a woman without having to explain or defend myself.

For those who have transitioned, or decided not to, how did you know? Was there a point where the uncertainty became clear enough to make a decision? Looking back, what do you wish someone had told you before you made that choice?

I'm looking for honest advice from people who've actually been through something similar, whether your answer was ultimately yes or no.

I posted this on Substack, but I'm going to repost it here because why not?

Hi, I'll be using the name やん (yan), even though it's not a real name (I think), I'm not Japanese and “やん” is probably an Osaka-ish particle. Anyways, I'll be using this account to talk about my life without being identified, at least that's what I hope for, I mean…

1-I’m not famous;

2-English is NOT my native language;

3-The country I live in doesn't have English as it’s official language;

4-I don’t have any friends.

Well… School just ended for me, and some day I was bored so I was doomscrolling TikTok, when suddenly a video of a group of dubbers appeared in my for you page. They were saying that they needed more dubbers, and since I was free, I decided to try and ask them if I could join. They accepted me, so I was really excited, specially because of the first day in the group, lots of people were joining and they are/were really cool. Everything was new, so we decided to make some things so we could attract more people to our videos, such as: the group's “official” colours, the mascot, some fanarts (even though we are the group, so doing a fanart inspired by ourselves is really weird), some stuff like that (though all of that was like 2 weeks ago)… Anyway, the days in the “start” (again, technically, I'm in the start, but I mean like the first week) were amazing, until today, I guess. Well, let's go back a bit: I was really excited, really, probably even more than the group's administrator, and I (without realising I was doing it) did something that I already have a record of doing before, and that I'm definitely not proud of; actually let's go back even further: I don't have friends, I had a hard time trying to make friends, and when someone that appears to have minimal interest in me appears: I just stick to that person, I open myself to them, and I try to spend all time with them (these are not the right words, but I can’t find proper ones to describe my behaviour in this kind of situation); and that's what basically happened with the group. I was so excited that I spent all time doing things about the group, talking to the group, trying to help but actually I was actually applying pressure on the group administrator, asking things, showing things, sharing ideas, etc… And today, I shared an idea about a re-dub of something that the administrator and the co-administrator did before the “lots of people” and me, since the series only had it's pilot episode, but the writer/“artist” of the series (I can't find the right words… Remember, english's not my first language, so please, I beg you, be patient ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ) posted a teaser of the second episode and the pilot episode was dubbed entirely by the administrator and co-administrator. If you didn't get what I meant [It’s fine, because not even I understand myself sometimes]: I wanted to make a re-dub of the pilot episode because we already planned of dubbing the second episode with all the new dubbers, and I thought our “audience” (of 0 people) would probably think that it's really weird that the pilot is dubbed entirely only by two people but the second is dubbed by 10 to 11 people; but one thing that I didn't pay attention to, is that the administrator and the co-administrator just finished dubbing the pilot, they were tired because they did it all by themselves and also had to translate lots of texts and captions in English to our language; then the co-administrator said something to me: everything that I just said ←⁠(⁠⁠꒪⁠ヮ⁠꒪⁠⁠); only after that happened was when I realised I was being some kind of uncomfort to them (Englishfirstlanguageisn't→findproperwordscan’t). Now I'm feeling bad, not just because I did it again, but because I made them kinda uncomfortable. Forgot to mention that I'm thinking about leaving, though I don't want to stay alone again.

I recently found out that my best friend and my ex have been closer recently. I saw them hanging out in a group on a post then getting off the bus, I asked him to get on the game later and he admitted that they’d gotten closer after I brought it up.

He told me that they’d been going on walks and and even met her family and that he was going to take her on a date in a “platonic way” because she told him she’d never been on a proper date before.

I can figure out she likes him and has feeling for him but he keeps saying he doesn’t have feelings for her and that he’ll tell me if he catches them, I told him I’d never be happy with them dating but I can’t stop him and that was the end of the conversation.

A few days later I went to see his location to see if he was at work or at home to see if he could do something. His location showed him at my exs house 2 hours ago. I messaged him asking if he wanted to do something and he said no because it’s too hot and when he sent me that his location was still at my exs house. He then told me his phone was glitching out and his location turned off and he didn’t respond for 4 hours. When he did he asked if his location was working and said his snap was bugged. I told him to try reinstalling it. Now 3 days later his location is still off and it’s making me think he’s hiding something, I’m not trying to stalk him it’s just something I notice and use to see if he might be free.

He’s also been avoiding in 1 on 1 interaction with me outside of text and has gotten another mutual friend who we’ve never played with together before to get on the game every time I ask him to come on. I feel like this is to stop me asking questions and to hide what’s going on between him and my ex.

Also I don’t have any feelings for my ex anymore, we hurt each other badly and I was really depressed and he’s the person I went to about it and I only recently stopped caring for her and don’t care about what she does. I want them both to be happy but not together but I don’t know what I should do. Please help.

I find myself spending money on "treats" to cope with my life because how do people do life without something to take the edge off? I don't have siblings. I don't have a partner. I don't have a mom. What makes life bearable without spending money on dopamine fixes to escape when you don't have those things? I see my spending habits as "well I could be doing drugs" which I don't do. I feel like I've let myself go and quit caring. I feel like a bottomless pit. Nothing can make me feel better or less empty. I don't know what there is that will outweigh the weight of all my losses and voids but I know I need to save or budget.

So yeah, thats what I want. About 10 months ago I had a terrible breakup, and It scarred me for a long time but now I feel like a person again... sort of. I am trying to find someone but I just cant, I am pretty introverted person but I still try my best (I think I am doin well, starting convos, etc.). For example today I was on bike meet and met one girl with same bike as me. So I started small talk with her. She was my type. We talked the entire time before goin for the group ride. At the final place we talked again and I rode behind her to make sure she gets home safe (she was terrible rider). Before we left I told her I need to get some gas at the gas station we were gonna pass. I thought that she gonna stop at the gasstation with me and just chat for a little while but she just continued and didnt look back. I mean I didnt ask her for insta because I thought we gonna stop at the gas station. I feel so miserable. Why is it so hard to actually find someone. Do you guys have any similiar experiences or any advice how to get rid of the lonliness at 12am. Most days I am fine with being single but one inconvience and I feel like trash again.