All Rants

Kimmy kimmy kimmy. Waking around with your long nails, fake eyelashes, duck face, strutting your stuff like you own the joint. But I know you won’t put out for no one because you are afraid of sex.

I got a degree, but the only job I got in my field was entry level no degree required. I work 50+ hours a week at that and 2 other jobs that also don't require a degree just to afford things. I'm tired, and disheartened, and all I want to do is do what I want at the level I want but I cant move up till they think I'm good enough and im scared ill never be good enough and I'll be stuck. Don't follow your dreams.

bleh. I'm a teen boy who has had issues with self harm in the past and I've put off shaving for a long time because I can't stand the razor being so close to my skin. its been I believe 2 years since I've cut myself but I still haven't been ready for a long time. I've had to get help shaving from a family member cuz I just cant do it on my own. But today I'm going to. I trust myself today. these days even when I have a bad day or week I can cope better than I ever have been able to before, and I think today is the day I prove to myself that I can do it.

Guys, I (Male, 40) had a dream, no, I had a nightmare I raped a little boy! It didn't start off as a sex dream, it started like a normal dream like most of my dreams do. But sadly it turned into more than that. I mean I just had to use the bathroom and that should have been the end of it. But then I saw a little boy and had sex with him! And I knew it was wrong but my dream-self didn't care and did it anyway! And I did it with onlookers including the boy's mother or guardian close by and watching! And it turned into a wet dream, which I hate having! And I don't just hate having wet dreams as normal as they are to have, I hate what I do to cause them! I mean I stopped masturbating years ago, I hated what it was doing to me, but in my dreams I still do it even when I'm determined not to and my dream-self has less self-restraint than my real self! And I do not look forward to my next wet dream, especially of me raping someone even if it's just a dream! I swear I would never hurt a chil

I can't stand myself. Every time I eat I always throw it up and I can't continue doing this. I just don't know what to do anymore.

This is gonna be a long and probably confusing rant because I don’t know how to express my feelings while making sense if you even care to read them. Anyways, my entire life I have been born in a negative nihilistic family- which in turn, made me a nihilist and negative person. Until I had my independence away from them for 3 months. (I am currently back home with them) Ever since this break my outlook has changed on everything and now I want to be apart of something greater but I do not have the confidence to do so due to the fear of being judged by my family. For example I really really want to get into music. It is my dream to be a singer. To change the world as corny as it sounds. But the fear of figuring it all out is seriously weighing on me. I’ve never thought this way before and now I am conflicted with do I even try? How do I even try? Ugh I don’t know anymore. It’s really making me wonder the meaning of everything. We only live once and I feel like i’m blowing it.

I want you to know that you have worth. Whether you feel like it or not, a human being is worth more than any money can buy, and you have so much to offer. One person can do so much on this planet so don’t discredit yourself.

I haven't hit a v in like 3 months,or taken edibles,drank alcohal, or even cut and now I cant stom any of them I keep worrying I'm going to acsidentaly kill my self and I'm under 18 I'm scared and addicted

I have 3 chronic pain situations going on and I'm under 18 I always had hope in doctors but at the end of every visit that laugh and say I'm a "medical mistery" I hate it because I work with dog training and horses and I always end up near paralyzed because I worked myself to hard to keep up I just don't know what to do but everyone says I'm to young to have this problem or that I'm being dramatic

I’m so chronically embarrassed that I instinctively push people away so they won’t be able to see who I really am and judge me. The thing is I crave deep connection so badly. I’ve never had a true best friend, never had someone that I feel like I was really connected to and could trust. But even when I try to bridge the gap between people, it’s like I’ve forgotten how to do it. I’m so awkward now I can’t end one conversation without feeling like I just embarrassed myself so badly the other person probably hates me. I hate it. I hate myself for being this way and now I can’t do anything to go back to how I was before.

I was walking with my dad when this guy hanging out of his car and shouts “dude I’d fuck your daughter.” It’s not like I haven’t been catcalled but the fact my dad was just silent and didn’t do anything, I just felt so hopeless. I feel so disgusted and embarrassed and this just really hammered in the fact that as a woman I’ll never feel safe and that men will always make me feel like shit. Forever. It doesn’t matter if I’m eleven walking home from school or if I’m with someone who I’m supposed to feel safe around. I’ll never be able to escape it. Its not fair.

I just feel like nothing fucking matters anymore and everything that starts to matter to me gets fucked up and every time someone says that they’re there for me they fucking aren’t and it’s all a bunch of fucked up lies.

I’m so fucking fat, i weigh almost 130, and my fw is 130. All my friends weigh around 98-110, this is fucking embarrassing, I desperately want a flat stomach and thigh gap dude.

I'm scared. I'm scared of myself, of the fear that the gods punished me with this life, of the fear that I can't tell my feelings to anyone else, of the fear that they'll lock me away in a white, padded room if I tell them, I'm just a kid. I'm so fucking scared, and yet whenever I try to put my feelings down, they only ever come out as two words. I'm scared. I keep getting hurt and feeling I deserve it, I keep crying, and the only times I don't cry myself to sleep at night are the times where I tire myself to the point of exhaustion, don't rest, don't give myself time to think, because if I do, if I actually think about my situation and what's going on and what has happened and what's going to happen, if I let myself breathe, I'll break. And I can't stop. I'm too scared to. I'm too scared to let myself breathe, and I'm too scared to ask for help, if I do, my parents will get involved, and they already have so much plaguing their minds. I'm just a kid. Why do I have so much to cry over?

I hate this crawling feeling in my stomach that I’m pushing everyone away and that I can’t do anything and all I crave is to relapse

Unwanted ignorance Why am I so selfish? Why am I such a hypocrite? Im against these things that are morally wrong to me, but then I continue to do these exact things. Why can't I keep my own promises to myself? I want to be open and free and love everyone around me, but I hate. I don't want to hate. I feel like I get attached to people and suddenly stop talking to them against my will. Was I created to be arrogant? I don't feel, I don't care about whats happening to the world around me, I barely acknowledge how others feel; or even how I feel. Why am I so good at shutting everyone and everything off? Does me not caring about anything make me stupid? Or is it me just being numb? I can't explain why I don't care, or why im ignorant. I want to change, but I care too little to a lot of the time. I want to feel and to love; I don't want to be a robot that's programmed by my own sense of nothing. I feel I know too much but too little at the same time. I think I'm special, that my brain

Just wanted to tell someone i started vaping maybe 10 months ago. It doesnt really do anything for me but sometimes pretending it gives me the relief that other people talk about helps. I remember when I started I was so hopeful that even if I got addicted, it would give me some kind of temporary relief. But no, all I get is a secret I have nightmares about people finding out I have and a continued search for something that might work

I'm so sick and tired of my body! I don't know why it is how it is or why I feel this way, but I hate it and have nobody to talk to about it! I can't even find my style. Something as simple as the clothes that I wear are a point of stress and discomfort because they aren't me. And I am trying so hard to stay positive and not SH again meanwhile the world is going to shit and I'm just watching it happen. And I don't even know how to get puberty blockers. Meanwhile my family just takes the piss out of me for trying to get them to use language for me that doesn't make me feel like shit. I just want a change that will make me happier with my body. But it never comes. And fighting for it does nothing to help.

My step dad (mother’s bf) sexually abused/assulted me from ages 7-12 and I left a year ago because she didn’t wanna leave him. And I tried to talk to her ab it and she said she can’t talk about it but it didn’t happen to her i was the victim and she left me, now she reaches out to me lol and im not responding like wtf I now live w my dad and mind u js to get away I left all my fucking friends 5 states away and the boy I love just to never speak to any of them again cs she moved me w my dad that was in a jail cell my whole fucking life js so she wouldn’t have to leave him im done im writing my letters there’s no way I can get better im so done

I bet 100 dollars that once I'm dead, people are c\gonna stand around crying, saying how much they loved how wonderful I was, how much I should of lived. Bullshit. 1, if loved me you would actually show it, 2, you would've tried to stop me before it was too late. But you didn't. That tells me all I need to know about how much you care about me.