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Someone expects a defense lawyer to advise about estate law

I seriously CANT deal with a semi toxic friend of mine, but I just don’t know how to! They keep fucking ruining my life slowly because they make me stress with their problems! It’s so draining and they talk shit about my other friends.. mind you. THEY ARE ALSO FRIENDS WITH THEM!! It’s so frustrating, why can’t you decide if u wanna be friends with them or not? I have discussed this with my other friends and they feel trapped in the friendship. I’m just getting so stressed about it, and mind you. My semi toxic friend. TRIED TO FORCE ME TO DO SMTH FOR THEM BY THREATENING ME! They threatened me by trying to pull their suicidal card on me. It didn’t work anyways, it’s just.. why are we forcing people to do things? And so I just feel so done with some of my friends. I just don’t know anymore.

Ok so I'm like really in love with this guy btw for context later on I'm kind only 12 uhhh yea buddy wtv so yea it liked him for 11 months now and he according to one of my friends liked me like 3 months ago but other than that its always been were just friends and I've kinda gotten over that (I'm definitely not over him I've just accepted he might never like me more than a friend) I saw a video it was a rant about this guy thought he was start but fell in love with his best friend and they ended up together and the things he did in that video seem like things I would do to her like 2 weeks ago and I don't think I like her anymore but idk anymore

Omygosh people are so freaking mean. Today I bought sour patch kids and it was FOUR DOLLARS. SO EXPENSIVE!!! and I went out to play with my friends and I left them on the bench and when I came back they were gone!!! Half of them... I WANTED THEM!!! STUPID MIDDLE SCHOOL BOYS. so fat and ugly they have to steal other people's food. AGAHAGABH I FUCKN HATE THEM not over sour patch kids in particular BUT THEY ARE JUST CLOWNS PUTTING ON A SHOW FOR THE WRONG PEOPLE AND THEY WILL END UP HOMELESS BY A DUMPSTER

I'm so mad right now. basically my brother ignored my calls and i needed help. I had to carry groceries and it was heavy and I just wanted some help. but everyone I call just ignores it and nobody even wants to help me. all I did was point it out when I got home. but my brother crashed out and started to touch my shit. I got mad so I went in his room to scare him. what does this bitch do? he goes in my fucking room and throws all of my shit on the floor. I give him a taste of his medicine but he goes into my room and starts breaking my fucking shit, he even throws my fucking mattress on the floor and messes my entire room up. I get livid and start seeing red so I go in his room and he runs in and literally hits me, scratches me, and threatens my life. everyone at home thinks I'm in the wrong I'm so mad I want to die I hate him and everyone and myself I'm so mad.

I fucken swear, there is so much to this world than what meets the eye. Its so unexplainably true. Some things dont make sense and I guess theres a reason that it doesnt make sense. Idk if its b/c of how my mind works/thinks but I hear ppl all the fucken time. Sometimes I hear music that I have never heard before, I hear babies crying sometimes, sometimes I hear ppl talking in different languages its so fucked up. I cant easily dismiss it as being a chemical imbalance it almost seems like tapping into a different frequency its so fucked. I know ppl dont experience life like this but I cant deny it as something that can be cured with a drug and I wouldnt want to either yes ik what that means.. but still i know what I know and I know what I dont know and i KNOW that I DONT KNOW SHIT. BUT still I KNOW

I just wish I had someone. Someone who I could call mine. And someone who could call me theirs. Why can’t you trust anyone? Why is everyone a liar? Is anyone a decent person anymore? Does anyone care anymore? Is there anyone out there for me? I need it. So bad. I’m so sick of this shit. Feeling so unwanted. I need to feel like I’m special, and not expendable.

I’m exhausted. I’m a college student studying to go into the medical field and am finally home for summer break but it feels like I have more responsibility at home than I do when I’m away at school. Any break that I come home for, it feels like everyone’s responsibilities fall on me- I do the grocery shopping, cook dinner each night, clean/maintain the house, fill all of the cars up with gas, I’m tech support, the person who people dump all of their emotions on, the list goes on and feels endless. Any time that I want to go do something for myself, all cars just happen to be unavailable. My mom has a car, my dad has 3 cars, two of which are designated for my siblings who are in their late twenties living rent free at home, leaving me to share the single car left which isn’t there the majority of the time. When I try to express how I feel, I’m met with invalidation, “we’ll talk about it another time,” or an argument/them trying to defend themselves. I’m just done

I know that it’s just reading for 15-20 minutes, but it’s seriously a bummer when you have to do it every day, with a bunch of other stuff weighing on you. It’s for school, I’m a youngster. I’m on my period, I’ve gotten multiple stains on my sheets and pillow and I’m obligated to read a whole set of books because my aunt cared enough to lend them. I never asked for the books. I feel so disgusting, and I’m constantly on edge but have no idea why. Gender dysphoria, frustration, guilt all pent-up and shoved in the same spot inside of me. My room is small so it’s so much harder to find the motivation to organise everything again when cleaning the sheets. I should probably just lock in. But my unease won’t fade. I’m sure of it.

you what fucking sucks1 being a hopeless romantic. like I want to have that kind of partner that loves me like that like those couples in kdramas. but you know. I'm me. me the frizzy haired, ugly brown, mostache girl. no one would ever love me like that.

hey so you know that feeling when you want to cry but no tears are coming out? That's me right now. My year has been absolute rat shit. I'm not even kidding. So first, my grandma has cancer and might die soon, my dad has moved out and is not allowed to contact me. My mother is very depressed and crying all the time, I'm starting to relapse in suicide ideation and cutting, and I'mm just getting to the point to where i'm starting to think that if I died , no one would care.

im so done with eveyrthing i hate my life im worthless stupid pec of shit i wanna relapse i ahte sumemr whats the meaning of fucking lofe

Hi, my name is Cassidy. This is my first time using an anonymous website for venting lol. But this year has been EXTREMELY hard for me. Probably the hardest it's ever been. So let me just tell you about myself. I'm a junior in high school, and I constantly feel like I am living under pressure. I've had a lot of stuff happen this year, I ended a friendship, I've been preparing for my SATs and the last one I took I got a 1090, my mom has been pushing for me to get my license, I feel like I'm a failure all of the time, my friends who are seniors just left for internships so they're gone and I feel like for some of them, I might not see ever again. I feel like it's just so difficult to speak to my mom about my stress because she works 24/7 and sometimes, it feels like she just doesn't understand who I am. Or that she just doesn't know me. I feel like I'm constantly pressured to succeed in everything by everyone.

I feel like none of my friends actually give a fuck about my interests. I always try to accommodate them, and reciprocate their interests all the time. Even if I have absolutely no idea what they’re talking about, or I have zero interest in truly immersing myself in their interests, I still try to hold space for them. But every time I try to verbalize what I like, every time I try and talk to people about something that interests me, I get regularly met with nothing. It’s so consistent that I’ve even taken notice of three default responses. It’s either ‘that’s cool’ and then immediately changing the topic, a noise of acknowledgement in response to the act of me speaking, or silence. Dead, uncomfortable silence, like I’ve just said something embarrassing. I don’t understand what I’m doing wrong. I just want someone to talk to. I would go out and try to engage with other people, but the times I’ve tried that in the past has resulted in horrific trauma for me. I feel so utterly lost.

I think im in an emotionally abusive relationship. We have been together for over 10 years but for whatever reason i didnt see it. Now, I dont even know if I belive that its the situation. My friends say thats the case, but ive also had to cut off my friends bc theyre a "bad influence". Ive had to cut off social media, it have no job, I habe to ask permission to leave bc the neighborhood is too dangeruous. And then the things he says. I try to think the best, but I know some of these things just wont fly. He only sees the negitive and spirals. Oh and his constant sexist comments. Openly harsh and degrading twords woman.... we have a daughter... I was crying in the closet one day and when she asked him whats wrong, he said "I dont care"... and then he tells me he loves me... then turns around and says I complain too much. Uhm... yeah, im somewhat lactose, and i never ask for help, so the one day I do he cant just do the dishes? I want to talk to somone, w/o being scared of him...

What do you do? Get attitude from both my fam that the one is borderline tipsy drunk the other is crabby. The drunk one giving me attitude is like going you always complain about stuff. No I just don't appreciate unnecessary crap attitudes. I don't need static and attitudes and being snapped at. It's bad enough that I deal with anxiety. Then having bad neighbors as well. I need a vacation somewhere.

hey whatsup yall just wanna test this venting thing

April 26. A curse. My birthday I hate birthdays because I always have this high expectation to feel the most loved that day but it turns out to be a reminder of how little I’m loved.,My 16th birthday was so fucking sad. my sister ruined it. My mother ruined it. I almost relapsed and that would have been their fault.AGAIN.,It’s been since my 12th I’ve been promised to have a birthday how I WANT it. It still hasn’t happened. —yaritzel

something I hate is when my mom is calling me an ungrateful ,liar ,lazy, and useless 16 year old and one of the first things that come to my mind is how I used to feel so safe around her,so pretty when she would do my hair,and how she is wasting the last two years she has with me.Sometimes I wish we had more time together. we do. I’m the one that’s going to cut it short and sometimes I feel an impending doom but I still have two years left ,sort of,and I just stare at her as she calls me things.I then scream and yell,Say the cruelest of things as I see how she sees my father in me and in my face. ——Yaritzel

I had a pretty good childhood, and as an adult I live with someone who talks sexually about when I was a child when I just want to hold onto memories that were special to me, and not being shamed for what ever sloppy habits I had while getting potty trained, or taking a bath, or getting changed by my parents in the bedrooms. I only like the times in my childhood where I was being hugged by my parents, visiting my grandparents and cousins at my aunt's house, looking for bugs under rocks, doodling dinosaurs horribly, the wholesome moments. The person fetishizing my childhood and being very creepy about it before I even hit two digits didn't have a good childhood, and I'll never exploit what happened due to respect and never wanting to scorn her childhood. I don't know why she's using it as an excuse to sexualize my childhood though. I keep my childhood to myself and I don't know what made her start getting the way she has about it.