All Rants

i lowkey don't want them to work together, or more like, if ever there comes a time when they need to work apart, i just hope the man gets a solo project first. so if people start blaming someone, at least the blame falls on him first. because i feel like if the woman gets it first, she'll be criticized way more. idk, but women almost always get crucified first and harder, even when they were just put in that situation or didn't really have much of a choice

idk what to do my mom used all my pads and I only have 4 decent ones and some thin ones and day just started 🫩 ofc she used all my good ones and then when I ask for more she brings back these thin ass pieces of paper WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT???

I know I'm meant to stay miserable. It's what I wished for, just so I can finally get the sweet release of death. I'm crying so bad. I want the universe to take me already. I have no will to live anymore and I am hesitating to do it with my own hands because I'm naturally a coward. Please give me terminal illness so I can finally prepare and rest. I can't do this anymore it hurts. I don't want to live longer. I've always stayed miserable and hopeless for my entire life. I don't want to keep living anymore. I give up. Please please please let me die a natural death. Let me die from terminal illness. If I can afford euthanasia, I would do it in an instant.

I think my stepdad was having a bit of a dig at me earlier when I offered to make him a coffee a while after he got home. If he wanted one as soon as he got home that bad then he could have made his own. But no matter how often I offer to make a coffee or tea, it's never enough. I wasn't planning on getting stoned today but this has put me in a bit of a shitty mood and I'm struggling to think of anything else. Not just this but the fact that people make up rules without telling you and also don't communicate with you and expect you to read their minds.

when will the u.s. have a national transportation system. that's all

my first job starts at the end of the month and i'm already dreading it. it's a full time job, in a workhouse, 9 hour shift, mandatory overtime/weekends/most holidays, 45 hour workweek (most likely). all that for $18/hr. i can't even say no because i need this job for health insurance, since i got kicked off my parents' insurance for turning 26. i dont want to have to work for the rest of my life. how am i supposed to live my own life when all i'll do is work?? my only friends are online, and with my job hours, it'll be impossible to hang out. even now we struggle to find time. why is the system like this?? i dont want to be exploited for 50+ years as a cog in the machine that is society. why is this considered normal??? at the end of the day we are still animals; we need down time. hell, we are capable of it. money shouldn't matter this much. it's all so messed up, even more so because i know nothing will change until the day our species dies out. i hate it here so much

Today, I found what WhatNot is... Scumbags. The fact gambling on TCGs now has layers, how can these douchebags live with themselves. I need a hug.

I love it when people make such an insensitive and genuinely horrible joke about a very tragic situation like a war leader or some towers!!! It really makes the situation less worse then it actually was!! Oh, a few thousand, million, or billion deaths from some other specific events?? Yeah, I'll make my entire personality about making that one specific event look like it was just a nice chill day on the beach! (This is targeted at one person, one person only. You know who you are, quit joking about the painter, the towers, slavery, and now you seem to genuinely like the orange. I regret ever becoming your girlfriend. Hope you actually learn to pay attention to something for more than 5 seconds instead of doomscrolling like a fat fucking dickless man who cant even make me shine my clementine and make some whipped cream in bed. Such a genuine disappointment to Earths population, but if you died, your fatass would bring the population down by thousands.

Today, I was packing cheese w my mom, aunt and younger sister. My aunt said shes overwhelmed because my mom keeps saying to my sister that we're going home although we still have many cheese to pack, then my mom shouts at us (my sister & I) to go home and that we're packing our bags to go home to romania and staying in the house all these remaining days in spain. She tells my sister and I that we are the problem that apparently were bitchy, but all I did was just pack cheese and shut up. I'm getting tired of my mom. If i were to tell her anything, she would have beaten me up. She always wants to beat me up. I still remember when I was a kid and getting hit by her. I don't know what to do anymore, I live in a family full of stupid people (except my aunt)

No I don't have a therapist. I get random memory flashbacks of fam mistreatment I hate it. They don't understand the amount of verbal abuse I've received because they were always fucked up drunk or in withdrawal when it happened or who knows what. Tbh therapy should really be free and the therapists should be state or province whatever paid. That's a barrier deterring people from getting help they need. Not everyone is crazy. But the violent acts I see on the news prove the mental health issues are real in people the last while.

I am so fucking sick and tired of hearing my sister talk about wanting to die. Of course I love her but they fucking suck as a person. You create all your problems, you hurt your friends, you hurt your gf, you hurt everyone. You do all these horrible things, excuse and defend people who should be in jail. You are your own monster. I keep telling her no don’t do anything I love you, mom/dad love you. But I’m met with “no you dont no one does” I’m so so over it. I can’t defend them anymore to people. I don’t want to be the brother to a little monstrous bitch. She’s 19 I’m hoping there’s time for them to grow out of it. But again. SHES JUST MISERABLE AND ITS HER FAULT. Just stop putting yourself in these situations, stop hurting people, stop threatening yourself. (If anyone leaves a private note pls use she/her/they/them pronouns for my sister and he/him for me lol)

I don't gaf who you are or how old you are YOU DON'T HAVE TO FUCKIN STOMP MY CEILING AT 5 IN THE FUCKIN MORNING DUMB FUCKIN PEOPLE WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!?!? Why do I have to keep going through this?!!?! Nobody has to act like that fuckin baboons. I deal with enough in life without having to go through this too. It totally seems on purpose they didn't used to do that. I'm the only one in my fam it bothers cuz it wakes me up and they won't say nothing because it don't affect them. Ive done nothing to these people. if it's out of pettiness and spite, they're the ones tried to get us evicted without out talking to us about the problem first (see the childishness karen behavior just in that). I don't need this shit regardless. Like I said before zoo animals have more maturity than they do. IDGAF what you're going to do for the day when you get up nobody has to thump stomp like that. Their own dog has more maturity than them. It's not hard to be a decent neighbor, but for them it is.

I’m a bisexual woman who’s only been with men and dating a man. I don’t need to go out an experiment, I haven’t been with a woman sexually (cause I was always scared of the lack of experience) but I know DAMN WELLLL I do find woman romantically and sexually attractive. I just feel like a big ass poser within the gay community. “Bisexual girl with her loser bf”

I dont need a reason to like a color, KATIE, I can just like it. But if you want a reason, I like blue since I wanna be blue. A blueberry. Doesnt fucking matter, just blue. THERE YOU GO KATIE. ISNT IT BEAUTIFUL?!

I need diagnoses. Both physical and mental. I'm already on painkillers and antidepressants, and it feels like neither of those are working. I'm pretty sure I'm neurodivergent in some way. I'm harming myself because of this. Relapsed. Mostly because of the mental part. I need constant reassurance and although my friends value me very much and would listen to my woes, I don't want to burden them. Fml.

I mean... at least this new climate isn't making people want to fly away to other places as much? My family didn't start going on annual holidays abroad until the summers got so cold and rainy that we got fed up of no heat and sunshine that my mum picked up extra work so we could afford to escape the constant cold and damp and spend a week or so a year in Spain or Greece. My parents still go abroad every year for their anniversary, but most summers I stay in the UK now. I went to Mallorca over a year ago expecting it to be like it is here now, but I was shivering for most of it. Air con everywhere didn't help. It was still a nice break from life, I should have perhaps brought a thicker jacket. Today I will be sunbathing in weather that's hotter than anything I've experienced abroad and I only have to step into my own (okay fine my parents') back garden and it costs me nothing and produces 0 emissions apart from the odd fart. Not how it should be but it is what is today I guess.

My mental health and anxiety has worsened by the people around me. I have no one who can truly help me and even people's support isn't enough. I feel like I'm going to have a stressed induced heart attack at any moment. I struggle to sleep and its all hundreds of things have built up and I can't survive this any longer.

Long story short, I told my therapist I was in love with him. I was one of his first clients. I went through DV and she threatened to hurt him so I pressed charges. After I confessed my love he hired me on to the practice and shortly after they fired me for no reason. Due to me being fired I lost my apt, my car, my kids, my sobriety …he was never inappropriate but there was a lot of gas lighting. He accepted the thousands of gifts I gave him. I made sure he was included on my restraining order. I was extremely foolish and loyal for 3 years. I mentally couldn’t handle how I felt so I suffered a lot and was in mania for 3 years bc of it . I finally started telling the truth and no one believes me . I feel crazy and heart broken. He was the only person in my life to care about me . He’s always refused to let me go but now has and I’m alone

my girlfriend doesn’t talk to me like she used to. You used to be able to hear the smile in her voice when she said she loves me and now it’s just a word, I miss her. I miss it.

Do you know how much it fucking sucks to bike to the fucking driving range in the fucking rain, fall off and fuck up your clothes, and the range is fucking closed, the wankers. Fuck them.