All Rants

bro i don’t know what to do my friend on roblox have had so much fun but got into a argument and haven’t talked since feb 6 2026 and now i send him smth i cat tell you and he says uh i dunno

i wish i had someone to talk to in my life. all i want to do lately is curl up in a ball and cry im just so tired. but i look at others who are going through far worse times and cant help but feel i dont deserve to feel this way. i know everyone has their own problems and i would never tell someone that their problems are insignificant, but no matter how hard i try i cant accept mine. i have so much going for me i dont deserve to feel this way i should be better. i could fix all my problems if i really tried, i have supportive friends and all i have to do is reach out but i cant. i realise i am everything that is wrong with me and therefore i dont deserve to wine and cry about it. but i cant help myself. ig i just want someone to notice because that would be easier. most of all i jjust want a hug more than anything. i just needed to vent this out so i can lock back in

There's this horrible sales guy in Mexico under Jon Connor / BuySellAjijic that I have to exploit. I need to make sure others don't buy from him as he's a crooked sales man. I saw online that he had abused his ex and his current. I heard from others and he needs help.

I met a boy on snap a week and a half ago and we've been talking ever since. It's pretty clear we like eachother and I think he's really really sweet. The only issue is my friends are bashing him whenever I talk to them about him. I love my friends but I want to feel ok talking about someone I do actually like with out them saying "yeah I think you'd get annoyed with him" mind you only one of my friends has met him and all the others just judge him for being a boy. I get it, I judge boys until they gain my trust I just kind of wish that they could see that he gained my trust and he's a good person. The people that really tear into him have never even spoken to him once. And now I feel like I can't be safe talking to any of my friends about him and I have litertly no one to talk to and I just need to rant to someone but my friends have made it clear they aren't those people.

i need to tell someone this but i dont feel comfortable telling any of my friends i just wiped and there was a baby roach in the paper and i didnt notice until after i feel like throwing up i feel like i just contracted an std i immediately jumped into the shower i dont have bug problems or anything so this was genuinely some divinely bad luck im so losing it rn

I lost my girlfriend three weeks ago. I don’t know what to say. Her life was just… taken. They took everything from her. Her dreams, plans, her newfound happiness.. My sweet girl. I don’t have words, I’ve barely said a word since she passed. I never thought it possible to miss someone so much, or to feel so much at all. I’m terrified of truly losing her. I know i will soon forget the little things about her, and it’s killing me. I’ve been clinging onto her old clothes but her comforting scent is slowly fading. Her voice doesn’t sound the same in recordings as it did in real life. What if I forget the softness of her hands? The texture of her hair? What if I can’t remember her face without pictures anymore? What if I forget what it’s like to kiss her and hug her?? Is there any way to hold on to the memories? I can’t bare losing her anymore. I feel like she’s fading away every day.

I feel disgusted Why am i like this? Actually I know why all I want Attention, someone to love me I'll always feel alone though Always feel disgusting

I really miss my old friends and I hate the new ones. Even if it's just online they meant so much to me now my new friends are just assholes. My new boyfriend (I know online and in real life) doesn't cuddle with me, doesn't hug me, Doesn't hold hands with me, Doesn't kiss, me doesn't care about how I feel. I liked him at first but I feel like I'm just dating him now cuz I'm desperate I don't even know if he likes me either And he just says he does. I just come home hoping somebody text me to see if I want to hang out or something BUT NOOO nobody EVER TEXT ME! I always have to be the first one to text them to hang out otherwise I don't talk to me. And then I have to come home And deal with my mom, I love her but when she drinks she acts stupid, And even sometimes when she's not drunk she still does. My new friends are absolutely weird And the only reason I think they talk to me Is because they want to hang out with my bf.

I miss my friend she fucking hung herself and nothing is okay anymore and I just really miss her I love you Niamh forever and ever

I feel mentally tortured by my household. My physical needs are taken care of, but my emotional burdens remain. The yelling, the screaming, the nagging, the suppression of free will. I'm in my mid-20s, but why do I still get treated like I'm 14 years old? I'm just constantly living on edge, with an irrational fear of getting in trouble, of not meeting parental expectations. It's really eating into my life. I find no joy in life anymore. Everyday is routinely. Everyday is the same. I feel like I can't breathe. I feel suffocated. What else do I have to hold onto when my identity has literally been stripped away from me?

As soon as I realize that we're all broken and the world is broken, it sends me spiraling. I just wish someone who wasn't lying would tell me that it would all be alright and I wouldn't have to hurt anymore.

Have you ever loved someone so much that you pushed them away? This is happening to me. I have four suicidal friends whom I talk to daily at school, and I love them with all my heart. I want the best for them, and I want them to have a great life. They're all depressed,and they all tell me about it. I have no idea how to respond to any of it. I just try to be encouraging and lend a listening ear, but then at the same time, I hate to admit it, but they kind of scare me. What if I say the wrong thing, or I'm not encouraging enough? I can't let them feel hurt in some way that would cause them to hurt themselves or something. I love them all, and I don't want to say something wrong. I feel like I've put a subconscious barrier between me and talking about their problems with them. Not because I don't want to hear them, it's just because I don't know how to respond, and I don't want to say something wrong. I'm trying my best, but my best isn't good enough.

I just never feel confidence anymore my mother destroys my confidence and she’s toxic and she makes me feel useless and like trash and I cant do this anymore every time she says something that hurts me I don’t react anymore I’m so used to it

I'm very frustrated right now. My mom was going on about studying well, getting a good job, dreaming big and enjoying our life. I get it, so why did the parts that seem so specific that it sounds like venting have to be necessary?? Like I'm sorry my cousins aren't doing their part in helping the family, my dad being too generous to others that don't give back, or that other people we know just spend their money willy-nilly to unimportant things. I get that you don't want us to be like them but couldn't you have said that same message without making us your therapist or something. It's like 10 am, we're just trying to eat breakfast bro.

Sometimes i dislike being a people’s pleaser. I love seeing everyone else happy but what about what i want to do? I wanted to try something new today but i was convinced otherwise when i saw their reaction, look happy when i agreed to more commitment. I dont think they suggested anything bad, but i wish sometimes i could do something on my own choices.

My brother said he wished I were dead and I told him that I actually almost committed 10 months ago and he laughed at me and now I’m trying to isolate myself so I don’t hurt myself with anything.

I can't help but feel like I wish I had sex before meeting my wife. Losing her would kill me, but I still regret staying celibate until marriage and it makes me feel shitty.

Maybe once I am dead, I could feel that love others do. Maybe once I finally get rest, my dad will notice me for once. Things are hard right now, and I have been going through much. As of now, I have done drugs as a teenager. My grades suck... I suck. I rarely feel anything but sadness or just emptiness now. My parents only decided to get me help after I have been battling this feeling for years, nearly 3 now. My mum placed it down as anxiety, but I don't even think I could say anything at all. All those therapies people do is tell everything to your parents, but I might just spill everything, so I could get real help. Only people that seemed to really care for me is the cops who are in my town. They have comforted me and made sure I was okay whenever I came to them, something my parents have never done before. They only toss it aside since I cant be like this since I didnt have a childhood like theirs.

My dad gave me his credit card for an art festival and gets mad at me and says he's disappointed in me for spending money. I feel like absolute shit and I know my mom is going to hate me too and I'm just so scared all I can do is cry in my room. It's gotten to the point where I fantasize about falling down the stairs or hurting myself just to get attention from them that isn't complaining or them telling me how worthless I am.

I'm so tired. My parents keep traveling and finally taking their time off. I'm completely happy for them, but I feel like I'm just acknowledged as someone lower to them with not a lot of feelings. My mental health is worse, I'm tired and can barely get out of bed, and when I wake up early it's so I don't get shamed. I'm eating either less or more, and I can't catch a break. It feels like when I want to be home, I spend time from anywhere but home. My parents don't let me have a break. If I want one, I'm a lazy and spoiled asshole. I told my mom about my past mental health, and she brushed it off and said I used it as an excuse. If I want space, it's an argument. If I want to lash out, it's immediate punishment. I cry through my eyes. I bleed red. I use my words to speak. But it's different because I'm younger? I'm no different from you, I have to go through it at some point. I was simply born. I want to be liked. I want a name other than "fat" or "child". And why dismiss my comfort?