Relationships & People

My girlfriend broke up with me over text. Just hours before, I had gone with her to a wedding and met her family. It feels like a betrayal of trust because before we got into anything serious, I made sure to ask if she really wanted to be in a relationship. I level set with her and set boundaries, and gave her a chance to do the same. To renege on all of that after months when nothing between us has really changed really hurts. And to do that over text is maddening to me. She has left me with nothing but a series of text messages to spiral over and refuses to talk to me in person because she is too "busy". I thought I knew her to be kind, but to be so cruel to me and leave me in a time like this. It makes me wonder if I really knew her like I thought I did.

I want to be your friend, but its hard for me, and the fact that I feel I'm trying so hard makes me feel desparate, so I keep it to myself. However, I need to get this off my chest, and until I know where I stand in your circle I just won't know how to act. You make me nervous, but in a good way. Every conversation we have feels like a new life is being breathed into me, and gods, is it intoxicating. I can't meet your gaze when we stand next to each other, because when our eyes lock, even for an instant. I can't focus, and I have to turn away or else I get overwhelmed. I think it's because I'm insecure about my features, and the thought of a potential friend seeing my perceived flaws so clearly is frankly embarrassing. But gods, I could listen to you talk all day long. I want to hear all of your thoughts and opinions, piecing together the patterns until I know you better than anyone else. And how I wish you felt the same way, but until then I'll settle for being just another coworker

I can't get you out of my head. It's so frustrating because I can't tell what this feeling is. To be honest, the fact that I think about you isn't even the most frustrating part. To me, the most frustrating part is the fact that I know, with almost absolute certainty, that the feeling isn't mutual. You're probably thinking about everything except me. I am just a tiny blip in your universe and it kills me. I want you to be as obsessed with me as I am with you. Everytime we talk, I never want it to end, I want to hear your voice, see your smile, listen to every thought about every topic that youve ever found interesting in your life. I hate it, and I know it's selfish, but I want to be your best friend, the person you confide in. I want to know all the things that make you sad and happy. I want to be there to support you in everything that you do. I just. Want. You. In all its entirety, whatever that may entail. And...I can only hope you'll someday feel the same way.

So, I'm gay. Just came back from my seniors trip and had my first kiss there. The boy who i kissed is my best friend, i think, who also outed me earlier on the same trip, so i wouldn't get beat up, kind of... The kiss didn't mean anything. When i got home, my mom asked who i hung out with more, and she said that i had better not hung out that much with that best friend else people would think we were together. She also called him the f-slur. Im scared that she'll find out know that everyone in my school knows.

My mother sees my existence as a threat to hers. She manipulates stories so much that when i explain it to my therapist, i say "but i don't know what actually happened" like 5 times per topic, and have to be reassured that its okay. a mother's embrace should be warm, but hers is filled with immaturity i can't explain. She gets over everything so fast, and assumes i do to. She wants me to change myself for the fighting to stop, she can't admit that it starts with her.

Feeling alone and misunderstood.

Due to depression I gained weight until 50kg, my mom said I was fat, I developed an ed and lost 5 kg in 2 months, now she say that I m pretty and skinny and that’s good that I lost weight. I can never be loved at a healthy weight, 50 kg wasn’t even that high… I still think I m huge and I need to lose more weight. I feel like if i m fat, my mom will never love me, and it’s true

I hate my brain and my life. I keep failing and failing with something that i used to be good at. Now, it feels there’s a monster crawling inside of my body, make me feel that i’m no longer a human being that feels emotions and love. And the worst of all, i keep lying to people….I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY I KEEP LYING THAT I’M FINE, IM NOT FINE PLEASE SEEK HELP. everytime i lie, the guilt started to get to me, it gives me the urge to sh because thats the only way to punish myself….now idk who to seek help..my heart feels very empty and SHIT ITS PAINFUL, IT FEELS LIKE I COULD DIE BY THIS PAIN AT ANY TIME..

I am so tired of people. Maybe I am the problem and attract such people, but it always feels so bad. In fact, it feels like after some time I am left with no one. It feels like if suddenly a chain of unlucky things started happening in my life. First, person#1 started rumors about me in school, but my few classmates didn't let it go unnoticed, exposed them and because of that, #1 who left school. But #1 called it "bullying"😿 and leaked some of my photos with face. Then another person#2 was in my life, I was happy. We made company in our city. But #2 was inactive, didn't do their job. #2 started threatening me with suiciee when I said that I want changes. And now another person#3 left. My friend didn't support a joke about race and #3 started kinda being rude. Another person spoke up, not about #3, just said joke is weird #3 started being aggressive, calling them names and all. when #3 were told to be quiet, #3 got mad. Am I the problem? Is there something possible to be done?

im usually sociable but i feel like i havent had a real conversation in days. i eat breakfast lunch and dinner with my family, but i don't get any messages from my friends unless i text first and i'm stuck in my room too dysfunctional to do my work but with too much work to get up and go speak with my family. every message i get feels detached, almost like i'm not talking to a real person, and it hurts to think about asking someone to talk to me longer because i'm desperate for human interaction. i know they'll do it if i ask, but it just feels so pathetic, and it'll just make me feel like all my friends are fake. i feel like i'm sitting here doing absolutely nothing, flipping between my work, my music and my social media, and nothing is happening on my work and nothing is happening on my messages.

I hate it when mum says ily after a fight, but I don’t remember the last time she said it just because she felt like it. “Youre so closed off” Yea, i wonder why. Maybe bcuz you never bother to stop and ask what im doing. Y’all always hated everything I like and shamed me for it. And now she’s complaining that I don’t talk to them…

i feel like im not cared for by other people. I know i am, but... I just dont feel it. I dont feel like im loved or cared for, even if i know they do. It just pisses me the fuck off. ykw? no. im noy pissed off. im depressed because i dont feel like i can trust anyone enough so i have to come to this anon vent website. how pathetic am I? too pathetic. I hate myself and my life. Im trying SO hard to not relapse or anything ut it gets to a point!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! QAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! i hate this!! i hate everything!! I just wish someone would push past when i say im okay. i wish someone would gently but firmly make me talk. i want to talk. i want to tell the truth, but i just.. cant. i get scared because im a fuckking pussy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Im raging enough to kill someone or break everything in my house but i cant because i will have to pay to repair everything

I have never been on a date or in a relationship and as someone who is approaching 30 years old, it really bums me out especially when most people I know are in relationships or going on dates. It makes me feel like I’m undesirable and unworthy of love or being loved. As if something were deeply wrong with me and everyone else can tell but me. I’ve always felt rather lonely because of this and am starting to believe that maybe there is in fact something wrong with me and that I’m meant to be alone for the rest of my life. I’ve tried dating apps and meeting people in person however, nothing ever came out of it other than momentarily having a minor crush on someone or matching (but not meeting). I have so much love to give but given how the current dating market is and how no one my age genuinely wants to commit, it’s been very difficult to even remotely try and find my person. I want to get married and have a family but, I don’t feel like that’s eventually going to happen.

how to tell you this all? That I walk around till it hurts no more. This environment is not good at all. It tastes almost bitter and feels quite hollow. Only at night we gather with our painted smiles, but in the mornings we continue to fight I am trying so hard to hide, to make myself small. To not make you feel so upset with me. I absorb all that you throw at me. I do not know how much longer I can hold on I am already in fragments lost myself somewhere on the way. I will never be good enough I know I really am nothing but a burden Is it even worth? I want out.

i want to kill myself and my family and friends

my best friend thats been with me for 5 years is drifting away from me and slowly start to ignore me because they got a partner

I have online friends. There is specifically one who I've known for about 3 years. I am 14 and she is 17. About 3 months into being friends, she left her account for about 2 and a half years and only came back August of 2025. Ever since then, we have been increasingly close. Now, this friend is known for making ARG's (alternate reality games) and is emotionally intelligent. I, however, am not emotionally intelligent in the slightest. Turns out, throughout about 3 months of about 80 hours on call, she was kind of manipulating me in the process. She got close to me to restart her ARG's with an old group of friends. I don't know if I can trust her anymore. I also just feel like she doesn't like talking to me about my interests. Since we are friends and I want to talk about stuff with her, I try to consume a lot of media she does, but she doesn't do the same. She's been there for me to an extent and I enjoy talking to her, but I just don't know if she actually enjoys my presence.

I don't know if anyone actually likes me. I'm surrounded by people because of the extraciriculars I do, but I don't think anyone likes me past that. I have sports teams, but I'm typically left out. I have "friends" who go to parties often, but I've never been invited. No one ever hangs out with me without me asking. People laugh at my jokes and I always have someone to sit with in my classes, but I just feel lonely.

I wish my brother had actually killed himself that day. He led his friends on in to thinking he did, then got shocked when police were called. They banged on the door and shone lights through the windows—it was 1 am. So many things have happened since then, and yet I am supposed to give him “grace” because he has occasional psychosis and depression. Fine, those are contributors, but I will never forgive him for traumatizing me over and over and then acting like we’re besties. I don’t plan to talk to any of my family after I move away for college. I wish I didn’t have to, but I’m scared I’ll snap and hurt them if I stay. Why do they all get therapy but me? My doctor has even said I need a therapist. I hope they will never visit me in Denmark or New Zealand.