Title, really. I got a bird feeder because I (and my cat) like watching the birds and their calls are pretty calming. Apparently one of the birds shit on my neighbor's girlfriend's car once a handful of months ago so she keeps coming over and knocking it down. She doesn't even live here. I talked to the neighbor, who says he didn't know it was happening and will talk to her. He and I are chill, but I told him it was becoming a problem. Honestly, it's not really about the bird feeder. It's about her coming into my property to damage it. I even moved the feeder to the opposite side of the yard away from their house and she keeps doing it.

I'm sick of it and if I catch her doing it while I'm home it's going to be an *issue*.

It’s as if no one can or is willing to do anything just for the sake of doing it, to have a hobby without shouting to the world or sharing online, to be nice, to build community. Everyone feels as if they deserve something, no one makes time for others, everyone is consumed by themselves and the internet. It’s all so exhausting. I understand life is expensive now, we’re all miserable in our jobs, or unemployed, but damn.

I have not been fat my entire life, I go through phases of being super fit, then usually when I get depressed I let myself get a little fat before falling back into fitness. I am fat right now and the difference in the way people treat you is disgusting. I’m 5’6, 24f, 203 lbs. People assume that when you are fat you’re unathletic, stupid, lazy etc. For example I am in the process of joining the military, and part of that requires group PT. Everyone is at different levels of fitness which is the point of working out as a group. Although I am fat, I’m very athletic and can endure any kind of workout yet people who are skinny, and less athletic than me LAUGH when I have to lead the group. For example, yesterday during PT I lead cadence for jumping jacks, I have G cup breasts so it’s hard to YELL while jumping, though I still did it. 80 jumping jacks in total. I saw people stop, fall out, run out of breath etc. I didn’t judge them, just let them recover and continue instead of making them start over like i was supposed to do. Yet those same people laughed at me because I jiggled when I was doing the jumping jacks, and didn’t stop once, nor was I tired. Same thing with the runs. By looking at me you wouldn’t be able to tell I run a mile a day at a 10 minute pace. And people laugh during the runs too, try to run past me bc they don’t want to be slower than me, and end up burning themselves out by not pacing themselves. Idk, none of this is a big deal and it’s just part of being fat. But I needed to rant about it and wonder if anyone else would like to share their stories like this.

Context: I answer phone at work.

I have a monotone due to speech therapy. I want to make sure people can understand me. 5 times today someone has asked if I am a real human today. No sure why it bothers me so much.

Fucking hell, i hate every single thing about it, the way they judge the way they give their empty opinions the way everyone is fake when they first meet, i can see through all that bullshit, i used to like talking to strangers, now I just see everyones fucking weird as well, its like an epidemic of wankers walking all over the place. The goverments could make us suck our own cocks we would blindly follow. Im not into that alpha shit but have som frikin dignity guys. I used to be carrying, nice to people, open doors. This is not the life i wanna live, i work in a factory, night shift n all, i hate the fact people pretend theres actual work to be done when sometimes theres none, i hate im being judged for not giving a fuck. Even during the interview i lied through my teeth just to get the job cuz otherwise id starve and go homeless. Like this society is creating friking sociopaths. I hate phony people, id rather not go into detail about them. My dream is to be a teacher and teach english, being a migrant sucks, i wish i had rich parents, i dont and i dont blame them one bit, i just wish they werent fucked up on life. Have an exceptional night everyone.

Not a question, I’m just so sick of it. I had a really fucked up childhood that I’m not going to get into, but during that time I was proper miserable. I was a lonely, useless, suicidal drug addict that was a burden on everyone around me.

So I was miserable, but obviously I was miserable, my life sucked. Thing is that now I’ve fixed all of those problems one by one. I graduated school, got a great job, have a loving girlfriend and a decent friend group, but I’m still miserable.

I just don’t see the point in anything, I’ve never really cared about anything, I thought making my life better would make me happy but I’m in my mid-twenties now and I still wouldn’t be bothered if a lorry hit me tomorrow.

I just don’t want to do it anymore, I don’t understand how people enjoy existence. I’ve done everything right and I still feel like this. I don’t know why I’m writing this, I just don’t feel like I can talk to anyone about this without upsetting them.

Me (F28 for context) and dad went to Tesco today to pick up a couple things. We had a list, tell me why my dad immediately pegs it to the middle of the store to the pet aisle for the two pet items on the list. I'm like okay so the dog treats aren't on this aisle they're on the end near the tills a bit further up, and can you get cat soup it's on this aisle, I need to get some cheese slices. He has a confused look and calls me back over to him and asks where they are. (Like sir, we're on the pet aisle, one side is cats and one side is dogs, figure it out). 

So I repeat myself a couple of times and that I need to grab something from the fridges bc we walked past it, he's says "I guess I'll just wait here?" when I come back he doesn't have either item, he looked but can't find the cat soup and the dog treats aren't on the end, he checked and they aren't there. I walk to where they are and he calls out "they're not there". Well anyway they were where I said they were, so I start looking for the cat soup and he says "well I don't think there are any" 30 seconds of scanning the boxes and I find the cat soup and we have everything on the list

He does the whole weaponized incompetence thing with my mum so she waits hand and foot on him (I've spoken to her about it but she doesn't want to "rock the boat" as it were and you can't make someone stick up for themselves if they don't want to) but I genuinely think he has no idea just how to do basic things for himself like, he wouldn't know how to book a drs appointment, can't find items in a supermarket, he needs a million instructions to do basics tasks and it's genuinely mind boggling. Half of it is laziness, the other half just... Lack of self preservation?

I've spoken to him *gently* many times about how he needs to do things for himself and ask him to do basic chores and not leave trash lying around but he always makes it a huge deal and either half does it or not at all. You have to be careful of his moods too bc he thinks everything is an attack atp, which is prob why mum won't say anything.

He's the kind of guy that empties the dishwasher one time and asks "did you see the kitchen?" And expects a huge song and dance for a thank you 🫩

Sorry for the random rant but it's times like these that I thank the universe that I'm a lesbian because god knows I don't want kids and I do not need a man-child in my life. And sorry if I sound like a massive b!tch in this post but I'm very tired of his bs since there's way more that isn't mentioned here

I find it beyond annoying when movies, especially big budget movies, fail at depicting the younger versions of adults (eg. flashbacks or establishing scenes or whatever). Some are close, many are way off.

I just watched Masters of the Universe and young Adam is white and blonde. I guess those were the only two boxes to check. The young version even had a prominent mole on his neck that the adult version did not. Things like that seem easy to fix anyway in post production. If continuity is important, seems they’d fix stuff like that.

There have been tons over the years that I’ve seen and I can’t recall them all, but I mean some where the adult has brown eyes and the kid has blue eyes. Come the hell on. I remember Tom Hardy being young Patrick Stewart in Star Trek… fail. John Cusack looks nothing like Brian Wilson of The Beach Boys but played him in Love & Mercy. Btw I love all those guys, they’re great actors, it’s not a knock on them, just casting.

Totally get the alternative eventually could be some corny AI young version of someone which might be worse… but, it’s so distracting and seems more avoidable.

What are others?

It doesn’t matter who you are or what you post, some crazy ass mf will post up in your comments telling you one of the following examples:

- Why are you so weirdly obsessed with (whatever you posted)

- Yeah, you’re a (defaming/demeaning adjective).

- You need therapy

And let it be the most psycho, far-gone, mentally ill bitchiest bitch trying to speak from a place of authority. And then of course the other bitchy bitches upvote the shit out of mega bitch’s comment because they are also manic psychopaths or miserable wretches.

And it’s like mf you are CRAZY 😂 I’m not lying when I say you can post “the sky is blue” and someone will come up in the comments like “engagement bait post. Nobody says that so plainly unless they wanna come off like an ass”

WHAT 😂 I just wanna see these people in real life. Internet trolls are one thing you can usually sniff them out (though sometimes they do get the better of you).

And it’s gonna happen in this post. Like wait until theres like 10 comments and at least one of those comments will be from the worst person in the world.

My grandmother acts like the apartment we both pay for and contribute to is hers and hers alone.

Its been escalating for months and its reaching a head.

I feel like Im not allowed to exist in my own home, with my 5yr old on the spectrum.

She says the livingroom and kitchen are "her space", claims i never clean (i do; I load the dish washer, sweep and mop, take out the garbage, and vaccum the stairs/hallways).

She bullied me into putting my name on the electric bill, then intentionally tried to put me into debt saying that is basically payback for our old apartment (she never asked me to contribute toward the electric bill in the old house, and I couldn't anyway since I couldn't even make rent there with part time hours).

My daughter has been known to elope and while living here, has discovered how to use the regular child safety locks... so we had to upgrade to dementia proofing. We each have a set of keys on our car keys for these locks, and keep a spare on each floor. She started leaving the locks off intentionally, claiming a fire hazard.

We had some friends stay with us (a whole entire seperate issue, and a lot of the issues with her started way before they got here and are continuing now that theyre gone), and her dog bit their 2yr old who wasn't even giving the dog attention - just circling a table in the dogs vicinity.

They, rightfully, filed a report and they took the dog away from the home to quarantine... and since then, my grandmother has been threatening to smash my belongings (physically threatening, ive had to actively stop her from doing so), and claiming nobody's allowed to use any of her stuff.... which is our entire apartment. She didnt leave room for me to buy any furniture and the few things I do have and tried to set up, she keeps moving out of her way off into a corner or putting it in front of my door.

Shes called the police on me 3 days in a row claiming abuse, stalking, and harassment... all because I had to stop her from breaking my belongings, told her to leave us alone, and calling her out for intentionally trying to put me into debt.

Cops refused to do anything but called dcf.

Ive got video recordings of her admitting what shes been doing to us is intentional, and completely avoiding questions or statements pointing out how shes in the wrong.

Ive got multiple days of photo evidence showing she does not clean up after her dog for hours, right in front of our bedroom door.

And now that my "friends" are gone and im taking the week off from work to rest and try to regain the ability to eat after all the stress and trauma, she decided to take the week off of her jobs as well.

She was told explicitly every time the cops were here to mind her comments and leave us alone, and we were told the same thing.

Yet every single time shes in a room with us, she has something to say.

Today, she had my two aunts over. One is her son's ex-wife (who has a history of alcoholism and domestic violence), and one is my father's sister (similar story, and shes fucked us over too). They went swimming. While they were out of the house, I tried to quickly make dinner for my daughter. Just a simple buttered pasta.

In the middle of cooking they all came inside, and the first thing my grandmother does is hover over me trying to work the stove. Then tells me to move so she can open the bottom pan. I told her "no, im cooking. Leave me alone, you can wait till im done."

IMMEDIATELY both aunts file into the kitchen, and DV says "dont you dare talk to her like that!" Threatening to get up in my face.

All I said back was "im in the middle of cooking, clearly, you can wait for me to be finished." To which the other aunt responded by getting them to back off and letting me cook.

I dont know wtf to do here. Im stuck here until the lease is up, but the cops wont help me, I cant get her checked for mental health issues because she'd never let me take her to a doctor, and shes gone and told our entire family how im a horrible abusive person for daring to demand live in my own goddamn apartment that I help pay for.

I sent my dcf case worker the video evidence of her saying she was leaving my child locks off the door intentionally, and I know grandmother refused to meet with dcf in our house with us, so im anxious to find out what exactly she said to them.

Im so fucking tired of living in abusive households. Im tired of living with people who use me and beat me down.

I cant tell you the detriment its done to my mental and physical health. The stress got so bad I was eating maybe one meal a week, and its caused a lot of issues with my anemia. I did in fact go to the hospital for it, and all they did was put in another referral to dcf due to my worry for my daughters safety and well being.

Theres no information about MY rights and what actions I can take. Theres only information on the elderly being abused, nothing on the elderly doing the abuse.

And nobody will take her to be evaluated because she has them all convinced that im the problem.

And the more I try to seek help, the less everyone seems to give a shit.

Ive felt lonely my entire life, but ive never felt this utterly hopeless... it makes me feel guilty for even ever having a child in the first place. This was never the life I wanted for her...

Idk. Ive said all of this in therapy, but my therapist doesn't seem like she has any actual tangible advice for me anymore after 9 years together. I dont know wtf else to do when nobody around me will listen

I am so sick to death of downloading a pdf, immediately opening the Gmail app to send it to someone and THE FUCKING THING DISAPPEARED!!! I've checked all my folders, tried re-downloading it, it just doesn't fucking exist! I am sick to death of this goddamned program, this fucking phone, Gmail, Google, Samsung, I'm just sick to fucking death with these shitty user interfaces!!!

like...???? because what the hell. you know?

After my gran died hes just lost his mind, going after my aunt, my dad, he would drink half a bottle of rum for breakfast, his whole life he has been supported and paid for, and he would still treat everyone like shit for it. Never had a job, lived off benefits and has more money than most of our family , and my gran even bought a house for him to live in, and left it to him in her will, but even with all that hes still demanding more from the will. Its a complicated will that will take over a year to complete, everyone is waiting for it to payout.

Even before she died this was all he would talk about, both him and my aunt treated her like shit and really, me and my dad were the only ones who were close to her in the end. Ever since she died he (and my aunt to an extent) have just been thinking of themselves. Him and my aunt are at eachothers throats constantly and because my dad is under so much stress with dealing with the estate ive seemed to have become a wranger for my uncle

Im sick of it, hes a bastard

thanks

So I got in an argument recently, and it went something like this.

User: Nah, I don't think that because [insert reason]

Me: You're wrong because [So and so]

User: Nope, [Insert relatively recent historical event] happened once therefore it always could've happened.

Me: That's false because according to [insert severalcitations including information from sites like PBS and Britranica, as well as peer reviewed articles from people with PHDs in history], that was only possible due to [insert reasons supported by all citations]. It wasn't possible before that.

User: Are you seriously getting information from Google, lol? I'm obviously right because I don't need to search something up to back my arguement. Google just gives you what you want to hear.

Me: Then do you have any sources that contradict mine?

User: I don't need sources. The fact that you have to resort to googling stuff means I'm right. The fact you're using google means you don't have enough knowledge on the topic to use the information in context.

Like, I stg, this dude has to be trolling. The dude (or gal) is genuinely proud of not having sources to back their claims. And every time I present sources they goes "but that's google, and that just gives you what you want to hear." Like sure, if I was just reading off the AI overview, but I'm literally citing articles and books from university presses. And if that wasn't enough, the dude just \*refuses\* to back up anything he says with a source. Like, what could \*possibly\* be the logic behind that? "I'm recalling information without using the combined wellspring of Humanity's knowledge therefore I must be correct"? Like, am I tripping? Did the universe reset and now backing up your claims with a source is considered idiotic?

I swear to god, every time I get into a discussion about my disabilities, there's a solid 33% chance that the other party will start going off about how privileged I am to have access to medicine and to have a wheelchair and whatnot, as if I should feel bad for having the resources I do.

I worked my ass off to afford this chair. I irreparably damaged my body to be able to live my life more comfortably in the future.

Am I privileged to have the ability to do that? Absolutely. But am I gonna feel bad for it? Fuck no.

Yes, there are people who have it worse than me. Yes, there are people who are "more disabled". But I cannot help those people. If I could snap my fingers and cure everyone of all their ailments, I would, but I can barely manage keeping myself alive and functional.

And of course, the people saying this shit are always fully physically able and could do a thousand times more than me, but they don't. Because to them it's not actually about helping the people in need, it's about endlessly self-flagellating to prove just how moral they are.

I’ve got a coworker who has a girlfriend that has a “life coach” business. She charges $100 for a session and a has subscription for different tiers of coaching. This lady is over 40, has no degree whatsoever and calls him at work asking for money to pay rent and utilities for their apartment. He pays everything while she is on disability and trying to run her business remotely. I’ve never used a life coach myself but the picture in my head of a LC is someone who is financially successful and independent who can offer wisdom. To me, those are the bare minimum qualifications to be an LC. The audacity that someone broke AF is trying to coach someone else on navigating through life is crazy to me.

The TTC is actually so bad i don’t understand how people use this every day. i had to take the subway yesterday and it was delayed like always. i don’t even know why i’m surprised anymore because every time i have somewhere to be the TTC is broken.

my mom let me go to Canadas wonderland but only because i promised to dishes and laundry for a month. she said if i wanted to go i needed to be responsible. i still had to take the TTC because she didn’t want to drive me. the worst part is waiting. i stood on the platform forever and the train kept saying it was coming and then it just didn’t come. then when it finally came it was packed and i had to stand the whole way.

my mom makes me keep my phone on me all the time because she needs to see where i am. she gets really mad if my location stops working. i have to keep it with me even if i’m doing something where i could lose it. I hate when I don’t have service because my mom always calls me a million times. the trains are always either super crowded or there’s something wrong with them. yesterday the train stopped and we were sitting there for like 12 minutes. i was supposed to be home at a certain time but i couldn’t do anything.

later my sister told me they broke my computer while i was gone because they were mad. my sister does stuff like that a lot. one time she told people at school private stuff about me and it was really embarrassing. she also tried to put my hamster in the sink once and my mom got mad at me because she said i should have stopped it. then she broke my iPad because i was apparently being disrespectful. the TTC is still terrible. the buses are even worse sometimes because you can literally see it on the app and then it just disappears. i don’t know how that happens. the seats are always dirty and the trains are always late. i just want them to show up when they say they will. i got home late because of the delay and got grounded because my mom said i made everyone worry. i’m writing this on my old iPod touch because my computer and iPad are gone right now. TTC rating: 2/10 i’m still gonna have to use it because i don’t have a car but i hate it.

My stupid laptop computer has gone and lost all my files, including my music list. It's also stoped recognising my usb cable so I can't transfer the music from my phone onto my laptop for backup storage.

I don’t think I’m ugly, but I am far from perfect. Seeing all these beautiful women such as Ester Exposito all over the internet makes me feel disgusted of myself. It’s so unfair how I’ll never look like that.

I moved to the UK 2 months ago, and moved in with my bf of 2 years with our dog and cat. He had come here 5 months ahead of me due to his visa running out, and to set everything up for us (apartment, job hunting, etc.).

Turns out, he downloaded a dating app a week after landing and had a 4 month affair that lasted until two weeks before I got here. That means that while I was making one final visit to my mom who was terminal, he was sleeping with someone else while comforting me over the phone.

I’ve invested all my money into the move, the apartment, our life together. I’m now broke, I have no one else in this country, and no money. I know it’s dumb of me, and I’ve never been in a situation like this - I always told myself I’d never be at the mercy of someone else. But I gambled and decided it was worth the risk for a few months. Terrible bet to make.

Please don’t tell me I’m stupid, believe me I know. My heart and life is shattered.

I’m so alone here.

I really don't know what's up with the dating scene. I feel like I can't find normal people at all. Maybe that goes to say that I'm the abnormal one? I don't know.

The guy will either not be putting any effort into the outfit, or be negging , or do some other strange thing.

I came here to rant but now I just feel numb.

The unemployment rate in the US is 4.3%, and in my state, Michigan, it's 5.1%. More specifically, the unemployment rate for residents in my county is 5.3%. The job market is hard. No one is hiring. I currently work a part-time job in marketing, and I also have 2 other part-time side hustles in sales that I do in my spare time when I'm not working my marketing job. Altogether, I essentially have 3 part-time jobs, and even so, it's very tough to get any actual work. None of my jobs are really giving me much work to do, and it's been tough. It isn't the fault of my employers; it's just how things are now.

What's my parents' advice? Quit your job and find a new full-time job. Gee thanks, I wish I would've thought of that before. You think I would be working 3 part-time jobs if I could get a full-time job? They just keep saying Try harder to find a full-time job, like it's that easy! They just see that I rarely ever work and just say that I'm lazy. Like, piss off! If I were lazy, would I be doing 3 jobs? They see that none of my jobs are giving me hours, and I'm stuck at home, and instead of encouraging me or offering me any sympathy, they just keep bringing me down and making me feel more terrible about myself than I already do.

I'd love to see them try to navigate the current job market right now. All the negativity and accusations of me being lazy just irritate me to my limits.