I’m a broke college kid so I’m going to be nitpicky about this

Why when I went to a different Target than the one I usually go to, I find they round their change?? I’m not sure if it’s to the nearest dollar or ¢10, but I owed $15.04 and gave the cashier $20.10 (didn’t have pennies or nickels) so she didn’t have to go digging for ¢96. She gave me a 5 and I was expecting the other ¢6 and mentioned it. I’m not a confrontational person so even this gave me anxiety. I’m not sure she understood, but she starts explaining that if its ¢95 or more owed back, they round up… so basically I didn’t need to give her that extra ¢10

I decide to ask for my dime back and she ever so slowly turns to me, stares at me without blinking for nearly a minute, and slowly turns around again and starts aggressively tapping some buttons to get the change. Like I’m sorry?? What are the theatrics for?? So much fucking attitude even though I would’ve been owed back $5 regardless

I thought maybe I said something wrong or she wasn’t understanding (English didn’t seem to be her first language) but she was just being a bitch for no reason. Acting like it was coming out of her pay check but it’s literally not. God forbid a billion dollar company loses 4 fucking cents

I (23M) am so tired of being treated like a creep just for being a man.

This past weekend, I was at a bar and ran into a buddy’s sister (21F). We met up, I bought us a round, and we started catching up. About five minutes into our conversation, a bouncer tapped me on the shoulder and told me I needed to leave. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so I finished my drink and walked out without arguing.

About an hour later, I texted her to ask if she knew what had happened. She told me that after I left, the bouncer asked her if she had left her drink unattended with me or if I had made any inappropriate advances toward her. She said no to both and went back to her sorority sisters. Apparently, it was her sisters who had told the bouncer I was harassing her and that I looked like a creep.

Look, I’m all for taking women’s safety seriously and believing women when they come forward with legitimate concerns. But, Jesus Christ, man, I can’t even have a five-minute conversation with someone I’ve known for years without being treated like a potential sexual predator.

Seriously, what the fuck was anyone thinking? Current gen consoles ship with like 1-2TB of storage. That's enough for like 6 games these days.

How is anyone supposed to maintain a library when your device fills up so fast because companies cannot be bothered to optimize their games.

My girlfriend started getting sick the beginning of this year with pain in her stomach. She went to Kaiser who told her she had a mass in the uterus. They were not clear on what type of mass they were very vague. A nurse called her to see how she was doing because of the “cancer” my gf was confused and dumbstruck. They decided on surgery.

She had a hysterectomy, and told her it ended up it was not cancer. A few days later after recovery she started getting ill again. We came back to Kaiser and they told us the surgeon accidentally damaged her uterer in the process and urine was building up/pooling in the kidney. So they need to give her another surgery, Uterer reconstruction surgery. When she met with this new urologist/surgeon he told her the previous surgeon really fucked up.

Her next surgery they told us was a very hard/ complicated surgery. When it was done the surgeon told us it was successful. Almost a month or so later she was able to have the catheter taken out. We were very happy we were done with the worst of it. The literal day after when the catheter was taken out she got a fever and started feeling ill. So we went back. The surgeon apologized and told us the stent he put in had moved and was in a blood vessel. And further examination it appeared there was vein with practically no blood in it because it was cut open, he blamed it on the first surgeon (hysterectomy) told us she needed a third surgery to fix the uterer again and fix her Cava vein (that was cut open) .

We went back for the third surgery which was incredibly scary since she was still recovering from the previous two. The surgeon again said it was successful. She ended up having to stay at the hospital for pretty much two week because all the narcotics given shit down her intestines. She was on IVs and was unable to eat or drink water for the week and a half.

They finally released her and we thought things were getting better but we were still paranoid. Almost a month went by and then her intestines shut down again and she started vomiting, we went to ER, they were rude as always. Kept her over night, told her the scar tissue was most likely acting as an obstruction and it would fix itself. Which it did. However again when we thought she was getting better she has been getting sick every Sunday/monday. Now it’s been getting worse. This all started (first surgery) in April. It is now Oct and we have no answers and they just rush us out every time. She is vomiting, and has lost a lot of weight. Every time I hug her I feel her bones.

A woman she cleaned her house for works for a lawyer and said she would try to take a case for her but she flaked on us but kept Leding us on giving us false hope. So we found a another lady who seemed to be actively trying to help us only to let us barely now know her boss(lawyer) doesn’t want to take the case after all due to the Kaiser medical records how they worded it…. We are at a loss here and are completely frustrated because they have ruined her life with malpractice.

Fuck Kaiser fuck these shitty doctors and lawyers.

That's it.

Oh; wait. My apologies.

Hate is such a strong word.

I want humanity to cease to exist.

Thanks. Later gators.

Edit to add: I love that someone sent me Reddit Help. Truly. Not even mad. I am good, just opinionated. That said, if you are a person who does not feel good, then seek help. I know US doctors and insurance suck an immense anus but it's better than departing before your due date.

I (30 m) have never really been religious at all, even from a young age it just never resonated with me and I never cared much for it. I only ever went to church because I had no other choice but I’ve kept up appearances for my family to avoid any kind of drama them finding out about my indifference towards not just Christianity but religion as a whole would cause, But as I’ve gotten older and had experiences and learned more and surrounded myself with likeminded people I’ve accepted the fact I’m a full on atheist. Throughout my deconstruction journey I’ve developed some other issues with Christianity as it pertains to African Americans but I’ll keep those to myself but now it just feels like I’m wearing a mask and tiptoeing around the topic whenever I’m around my family.

my father is a pastor and my grandmother on that side is DEEPLY religious since she’s hardly ever missed a Sunday at church since she was 14 so navigating those relationships knowing full well I don’t believe a word of what they believe in can get exhausting but knowing that as far as I know I’m the only person in my family who is an atheist I have to keep all this to myself because I know that the fallout will be extreme, I genuinely have no doubt my parents would disown me if they found out and I’m even more scared of what will happen when and if my grandma finds out which is why with as much as I love her I’m more than happy to keep this secret until she’s passes because the drama and stress that would add to her life isn’t worth it to me.

In fact my grandma came to visit us this week and I haven’t seen her in years so naturally I’m excited but not even a full hour she began to berate my parents and I about how we don’t go to church anymore (my mom has had a lot of health issues the last few years which have prevented her from going and my dad has been taking care of her) and she then looks at me and says “and it’s a shame before the living god that you don’t go to church”, all I could do was just sit there and not and say “yes ma’am i know” because what am I gonna do? Just flat out tell my almost 80 year old grandmother that I’m a bisexual (another secret) atheist? She would have had a heart attack right then and there!

I’ll just continue to keep this side of me a secret for as long as I can and if it somehow ends up coming out at some point then I’ll burn that bridge when I get there.

I’m so tired of hearing the same stuff on the internet. “Well, you’re missing out!” “Well, you should give it a chance!” “Well, you’re this, you’re that!”
No! Why is it so hard for people to accept that someone doesn’t like something? Why does every little difference in preference have to turn into an argument where someone feels the need to convince you that you’re wrong?

For example, let’s say you don’t like a certain music artist or a particular genre of music. People will tell you that you’re missing out, that you need to listen to more of their songs, or that you just haven’t found the right song yet. But what if you’ve already listened to their music and simply don’t enjoy it? Why can’t people just accept that? Not everyone has to enjoy the same music, and that’s perfectly fine.

People need to understand that no means no. If someone doesn’t enjoy something, stop trying to convince them to like it or keep doing it. You don’t have to agree with their feelings, but you do need to respect them. Constantly trying to change someone’s mind after they’ve already said no isn’t respecting their boundaries.

I’m tired of people acting like you’re missing out just because you don’t enjoy the same things they do. Not everyone has to like what you like, and not everyone owes you an explanation for why they don’t like it.

Sometimes, “I don’t like it” is a complete answer. You can recommend something to someone, but if they say they’re not interested, learn to let it go. Not everything needs to be a debate.

I’m just tired of the internet constantly turning personal preferences into something people feel the need to argue about. Let people dislike things. Let people say no. It’s really not that difficult.

I hate to sound overly negative but it's so exhausting to just exist in every day life. Figuring out what to eat and how to pay for it, applying for jobs, figuring out my future plans, and just thinking in general. I have friends I need to show up for and I feel so terrible that I can't give my 100% to them when they've always done the same to me. I feel like such a bad and ungrateful person. I hate how I constantly have to prove myself and be perceived and think thoughts in order to exist as a human. I think I do have a purpose in life, which is to help people and those around me. But it takes so much effort and planning, and I'm beyond anxious about being rejected by the MPH programs that I want to get into. If I were an inanimate object (like a coffee table), I can just have one purpose in life, which is to hold things on top of me, and I can exist within an environment without having to be perceived all the time or criticized for not doing enough. I think that if I were to be any object, I would be a stuffed animal (specifically a bird). So I can be useful and loved and cherished by others by just existing without feeling exhausted or having terrible thoughts day in and out.

Is a parent who becomes envious of their children’s success or especially the idea of their potential success so they sabotage them with lies and misdirection calling it a “lesson” just how fucking FOUL does your soul have to be to treat someone of your own flesh and blood like that?

I don’t understand what could possibly drive even a step parent to do such a thing. At that point they’re more animal than human.

I get annoyed how every week I get another notification that my data has been breached, and it always the massive companies. Seems like no-one is safe.

Its gotten to the point I've low-key given up. These companies don't seem to get any sort of legal investigations in why data breaches are so common nowadays, and why no-one seems to take it seriously. For all I know all this constantly breached data is just being sold and exchanged at the bucket-load now, with zero investigations it seems, as I never hear back again. Its just "Oopsie! Your id, address, email blah blah just leaked", then I update it again or some security information, but oh no "Oops your passport is now leaked as well, sorry!"

Anyone else think how pitiful it is BILLION-dollar corporations can't seem to secure data?

At this point I can't even keep track of all of it. Seems like my data is just f*cking free for the taking now, and there's nothing you can do about it because next week there'll be another breach. Why should I have to track all this down and waste hours of my time every half-month when this happens? Should be the companies job to keep every-single customer up to date. I don't care if its millions - then they need to stop in happening in the first place.

Wouldn't be surprised if these are all coordinated to just sell your data. Way too stupidly common, almost become desensitized to it.

Massive joke nowadays. Securing personal data doesn't seem of any relevance to any companies or governments.

Rant over.

If I sell someone a HUGE lot of (Trading) cards for next to nothing and they claim i ripped them off, apparently I must have done it. Because less than $20 of Profit is Gonna set me for Life. /s

If I claim a $150 parcel of trading cards got delivered to the wrong address, again I must be a Liar.

I guess im complaining about nothing and I secretly have $150 of cards i didnt want to pay for. /s.

Im just tired of people disrespecting me, because either they themselves would likely Rip someone off for a $10 profit, or keep their Parcel of Trading cards that just Happened to Land on your doorstep (because Seller had a Moment and mistakingly wrote down the wrong Address number).

This is why ive almost entirely given up on trying to sell anything i dont need (especially Trading cards).

If Im trying to sell a Lot of cards for $10 to try to find somebody who might just wanna try the card game out, or might think about collecting it, but doesnt want to spend $100s or $1000s on a Hobby they might not stick with; i end up finding 100 Jerks that ask if I have any cards for $5 that they can sell for $500.

If I post "Free" I have 100 people Hounding me for the Same cards they refused to spend $5-$10 on.

Do you ever stop to think about how many people lose their lives in morning or afternoon rush hour traffic?

For what?

Because corporations refuse to encourage work from home jobs?

Because they insist on making people so afraid of being late? Even events beyond their control will get them written up.

I'd bet that people lost their jobs after having to take a detour because someone died in a horrible accident on their way to work causing major traffic delays and yet corporations will just simply write people up as if it's no big deal to fire someone for being late 3 times in a year.

It's so pathetic that Americans rush around endlessly their whole lives. Risking their life every single day for corporate greed and the fear of losing their job which would be an almost immediate difference between being homeless or not.

I want to start off by saying that I don't think Gypsy is (from what I've seen) a very stable, mature, or "good" person. I don't think she should be a celebrity, I don't think she is currently capable of making a safe environment for her child, and I don't think she should have killed her mother. All of that being said, none of that invalidates the decades of abuse she suffered through at the hands of her mother, and that people keep trying to discredit with the FOIA papers, videos, and correspondence that has been recently released. Do people seriously believe that a child whose entire social world for most of her life was her mother would just up and kill her mother for no reason? Obviously the prosecution is going to look for any reason to say that Gypsy was ill, the villain of the story, an ungrateful daughter, etc. --- THAT'S LITERALLY THEIR JOB. Yes, Gypsy was diagnosed with 1q21.1 microdeletion, but as the plea deal suggests, the diagnoses were erroneous enough to necessitate clemency. Dee Dee was able to use her knowledge of the medical field as well as the chaos of Katrina to her advantage and it is completely possible that a lot of these diagnoses were given secondhand. Furthermore, if anybody did even an iota of research into 1q21.1 microdeletion (which I had to do, trying to debunk this bullshit), they would know that not all the symptoms (mild physical, intellectual, and psychological delays) manifest in every patient and that many of them are very easy to feign. Like are we really putting forging medical documents, forcing her daughter to act like she was sick, and lying to physicians above Dee Dee Blanchard? Who had a long history of doing such things before Gypsy was even born? While it's possible that some of Gypsy's diagnoses were true (even the microdeletion one), that is not an excuse for keeping your child starved and locked up in a filthy house with all the windows covered. Seriously, for all the Gypsy-is-the-spawn-of-Satan people, how do you explain that? How do you explain why Gypsy was able to gain weight in literal prison, but not in her own home? How do you explain that literally everyone who knew Dee Dee hated her and called her vile, criminal scum? If she was such a doting and devoted mother, why did her daughter want to kill her? I think that's the biggest piece of evidence to me. While I'm willing to suspend my disbelief enough to hear an argument about the children out there, born evil, who are so ungrateful that they kill their parents, that is clearly not the case with Gypsy. As a general rule of thumb, the only evaluation of someone's parenting I trust is that of a child, and if your child hates you so much that they want to kill you, then I'm more inclined to believe that you were a shitty, abusive parent. Everything Gypsy said while literally trying to escape --- like telling Nick she lied to her mother about walking --- is taken as damning evidence. I don't care that she contradicted herself in this one moment where she's trying to escape. I think more than anything, it just proves how susceptible people are to disinformation, especially when it comes to someone that they already don't like.

i wanna bleach my hair white so bad like ts looks so cool but i don’t wanna damage it 😭

I’m 36f, and I’m genuinely exhausted by dating. I’m tired of putting myself out there, getting excited about someone, being disappointed, and having to pick myself back up just to do it all over again.

I’m tired of hearing “it’ll happen when you least expect it” or “just focus on yourself.” I DO focus on myself. I have friends, hobbies, a career, and a life I genuinely enjoy. But why does wanting someone to share that life with feel like such an impossible ask?

I want someone who’s excited about me. Someone who makes an effort, communicates consistently, and doesn’t leave me questioning where I stand. I want to feel wanted, desired, and genuinely loved. I don’t think that’s asking for the fucking moon.

And the worst part is how much the constant disappointment starts fucking with your self-worth. You start wondering what’s wrong with you. Am I not attractive enough? Interesting enough? Am I too much? Not enough? Why does it seem so easy for everyone else?

I know my worth isn’t determined by whether someone wants to date me, but holy shit, it’s hard not to internalize rejection when it keeps happening.
And please spare me the “being single is better than being in a bad relationship” speech. I KNOW. That’s why I refuse to settle. And yes, I’m in therapy 🙃

I’m just fucking lonely. I’m tired of being strong and independent. I’m tired of pretending I’m completely content being alone. I’m tired of starting over. More than anything, I’m terrified that I’ll never find someone who loves me the way I want to love them.

I don’t need another pep talk. I just needed to get this off my chest because this shit fucking hurts and sucks.

Toughen up

It’s my own fault, I’m aware of that, but I can’t take it anymore and I feel like an asshole because I snap at people for just needing a listening ear.

I got on antidepressants a while back, like 6 months ago, and life was sunshine and rainbows. I was the one people came to for support because they knew I could make them feel better, but I genuinely can’t anymore. My meds aren’t working anymore and everything feels so piled on and I’m so fucking stressed out.

I can’t get a job anywhere because the job market is so dog shit. I’ve had people look over my resumes because I felt like it had to be a problem with me, but they all said they looked great (I have two separate ones: one for career related experience and another for customer service). I can’t even get hired at a fucking McDonald’s. I got a speeding ticket that sucked out $400 I don’t fucking have and made my account hit negative, I can’t pay the rest of my tuition, my parents want to start charging me rent again because they need more help around the house and want to retire when my brother doesn’t do anything at all, I have two unpaid internships that soak in all my fucking free time but I need them for school credit, and my classes are so fucking hard but I just can’t bring myself to actually sit down and study for longer than an hour because everything feels so fucking pointless.

Genuinely what is the fucking point of getting a degree when people with master’s degrees are only being offered minimum wage and you need 28+ years for an entry level job?? It’s my last year and I know I have to finish strong or else I’ve just wasted thousands of dollars and 4 years of my life for not even a piece of paper, but I just CANT.

I drive to class just to sit in the fucking parking garage because I just can’t get myself to get my lazy ass out of my car to walk 50 feet into the building, open my laptop just to stare at the screen and pretend like I’m being productive, and all I want to do is just rot in bed in isolation. I live with my parents and I still don’t see or talk to my dad for 3 days. I only see my mom because she works from home.

I had to rehome my pets because i couldnt afford to take care of them anymore, i cant afford groceries and my parents dont buy any because we’re all adults (im 21, my brother is 27, and they’re in their 40s/50s and usually just go out to eat for date nights). The one time i scraped together money for groceries, my brother ate them (he doesn’t work).

The only job I could get is a shitty under the table that pays me MAYBE 50-125 a week which goes to gas and trying to chip away at my debt. I’ve tried the stupid get paid to walk and play games apps which is enough to get a protein bar between classes once a week, and I’m starting to donate my plasma for a shred of relief in pay.

So financially and mentally, I’m at my fucking limit.

Now, I have everyone in my life coming to me to complain about the same things over and over and I just can’t take it, especially when none of them want to be there for me the same way without turning it into their own problems again. They give me stupid ass “advice” telling me to just do this or just do that (which is all stuff I’m ALREADY doing and trying), and then turn around and start whining about how their boyfriends are cheating or some bullshit.

Which, yes, ALL of their problems surround romantic relationships.

I have someone flip flopping between whether or not to get back with an ex bf they know I fucking hate, another one calling me to cry about how she caught her bf cheating AGAIN, another in the trenches because a 10 year relationship ended and she doesn’t know how to be an adult without him, another being weird as fuck saying we like “destiny swapped” because she should’ve been straight/bisexual and I should’ve been the lesbian (which is fucking ABSURD and NOT funny), and now my sister is in the process of a divorce and wanting to run into the arms of some fucking felon so my mom rants to me about that bullshit. Oh yeah and then I have to hear about how my cousin and his baby mama have issues because he keeps talking to his ex so the baby mom destroyed his car when they aren’t even together anymore. And how my other cousin is in a toxic cycle with his ex and how he hates him and would never get back together with him but keeps him around because he can’t let go yet and they’ve been broken up for almost a year.

Genuinely… I JUST DONT GIVE A FUCK. IF YOURE UNHAPPY IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP, BREAK UP AND MOVE THE FUCK ON. I DONT CARE I DONT CARE I DONT CARE I DONT FUCKING CARE.

I have been supportive the ENTIRE time, but after hearing about the same bullshit from EVERYONE for the 80th time in the span of a month, I really cannot be bothered to give a single fuck anymore because they don’t want to listen they just want to fucking complain and keep staying in toxic cycles.

And I have this other friend who only ever wants to go to the club just to never actually do shit and just stand there, so I stopped going because I don’t even want to be there anyway but also because there’s no fucking point and I have bigger things to worry about and use my time for, and now that whole friend group is falling apart anyways and half of them don’t even fucking like me and only hangout with me because of my cousin anyways. Because i have hosted numerous events to try to give myself SOMETHING to look forward to and half of them wouldnt show up unless my cousin was there so i just stopped trying because why would i go out of my way for people who dont even give a fuck about me anyways?

Then they wanna act offended that i don’t want to host shit or hangout anymore like no. I dont. And i dont fucking have to either? But they want to act like I’m being such a horrible friend… BITCH YOU TOLD ME TO MY FACE YOU WOULDNT SHOW UP TO SOMETHING I WENT OUT OF MY WAY TO PLAN IF MY COUSIN WASNT GOING TO BE THERE??

Im so fucking over it. I’m done extending myself to people, I’m done listening to the same bullshit every fucking day. I’m just not responding to anyone anymore. I don’t want to socialize, I don’t want to answer phone calls, I don’t want to text. I want to be alone and I want to get out of this fucking situation I’m in because every time I try to do better, I dig my hole 10 ft deeper and I’m over it.

Not to mention I have to find $700 to get my fucking car maintenance.

I’m so tired

My friend grew up rich and never had to work for anyone else in her life. Her life was set up for success, having two parents working in finance. I think she's very intelligent that she has her own business and makes good money out of it. She really doesn't do much compared to what I do. She always chased after life that was most comfortable, which i think isn't a bad thing.. and she succeeded in it.

But her sense of living in her safety bubble annoys me. She spends a lot of her money traveling and going to Disneyland. She's pretty much a Disney adult, which in itself isn't bad thing. But her purposeful obliviousness...annoys me. She's able to do that because she has the means to. She often tells me how she misses being a kid so badly because she had mommy and daddy do everything for her and how she would choose to be a child forever, if she could.... So she keeps running and running back to disneyland and spending her money there whenever she can. I guess nothing wrong with that if you're able to afford it..

But it annoys me. It feels like she keeps choosing to be in her own little lala-land..

I don't have the luxury for that... but I only have myself to blame for choosing one of the most stressful field out there, But when I hear her talk, I can't relate to anything... Its like she's in her own little safety bubble, being afraid of everything because she grew up so sheltered.

She asks me about my job out of politeness and I tell her someone I took care at the hospital died, how I got yelled at, or a patient went nuts and tried to punch one of the staff. She talks about her lovely trips to Disneyland.

I lived a very different life from her since I was born.

Thats all. Nothing wrong with her lifestyle, but I feel such chasm between us and it makes me feel resentful. That I always had it rough.

Psychological Emptiness:

What do you mean by "emptiness"?

It is not the kind of emptiness you might be imagining.

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The emptiness I am speaking of is not like an empty room or a box containing nothing—for even a box holds the sound of air and the whisper of a light breeze. That kind of emptiness leaves you without the desire or drive to move.

The emptiness I am describing, however, is more like *outer space*:

No wind.

No sound.

...Nothing.

It holds a profound, pitch-black depth that causes you to drown in dark emotions, making you view life in shades of black and gray.

—Stripped of meaning—

Nature is merely nature.

Rain is merely rain.

A feeling is merely something that dissolves the moment you look at it.

Does anyone else experience this?

I just went to In n Out to eat and walked outside from the bathroom and the lobby smelled like essential oils and it was POTENT. Of course the woman wearing the essential oils met the description, wearing tie dye and all. No hate, I used to be a hippie in high school, still am in spirit. But damn, people think because essential oils are natural that they are safe and cannot be strong. I felt so dizzy from the smell and needed to grab my food and go outside to eat.

I remember one time I went grocery shopping and this hippie boho style looking couple came inside and smelled like essential oils. The whole store smelled like them. Every aisle, nook and cranny. The store wasn't huge but the smell was strong enough to linger throughout it. I remember getting a panic attack due to how strong the smell was.

I just cant with people sometimes and their obsession with fragrances.

Can the people who love to douse themselves in fragrances go live somewhere else so the rest of us who actually prefer natural air enjoy it and not have our noses and sinuses violated??

Or for the love of god, learn to use LESS.

I’m not even dating anyone but I was thinking about who I would want since my friends are getting married and I realized why would I want him to walk me down the aisle, do the father-daughter dance, be a part of the memories.

anyone else feel this way?

I personally think the reason that illiteracy is skyrocketing so much to the point that its becoming normalized and to some extent expected from students is because as generative AI is becoming more prevalent, less and less people are taking the time to actually think about how to write something. And as AI is quickly becoming more and more unavoidable, more children use it, and those children turn into teens and then those teens grow into adults that are unable to write a simple sentence properly, let alone a summary or something similar that would actually be used in the real world. This is coming from a sophomore in high school btw.

So I'm 31 years old and am the caretaker of my mother who is disabled. I have no car and we live in a small town miles away from anything.

We've been without a car for four or five years now and our washing machine broke. I've been washing all our clothes by hand for over a year.

Caretaking itself isn't so bad but it's being stuck in this house almost 24/7 for years that's getting to me. I get no break.

I have one friend who once every month or so takes me to a writers group for an hour or two. He doesn't contact me outside of that, but no one does.

I don't really have many other friends. I have one other one that lives in another state and the rest never text call or invite me anywhere to do anything. But I see all the fun shit they do with their other friends online.

Then I had another friend group I played online dnd with who decided to have a group vacation. They not only didn't invite me they flat out told me that they had a vote and that I couldn't come. So I stopped being friends with them and quit my online dnd.

Idk. I'm just so tired and alone and need a break and a chance to go do normal things. And I know my mom needs that too even if she doesn't say so.

I feel like I'm getting into lifestyle creep. It's so frustrating because it feels like you're being nickel and dimed to death. Just like the adage about raising the temperature of the water in a pot very slowly to boil the frog

I live in a place where there are a huge number of stray cats. Rescuers are overwhelmed by the amount of strays needing help and kind residents try to do as much as possible, but there are these idiotic psychos who cannot help but continue BREEDING AND DUMPING CATS. Breed and when they’re sick or not what you want, or you cannot fucking find them a place to get adopted, you fucking dump them. I cannot fking deal with this, its so disgusting and done so discreetly. And frankly theres so many cats on the streets you dont even need to fucking breed, every breed is up for free adoption on rescue pages already you scum of the earth.

And then there are people who wont neuter/spay their cats because they want their cat to have kittens and when i ask what the FUCK do you plan on doing to the kittens, their reply is we’ll see at that time… the fuck. There are so thousands of cats on the street and thousands more abandoned everyday and you iust want your selfish desires met and you dont give a rats ass about them suffering on the roads in the heat and without food/water or a safe home. F U ASSHOLES SCUM OF EARTH.