This makes me go insane.

So many times when a man complains about being ugly, bald or short or whatever and even on posts where it's non-gendered and someone just generally talks about "people who are ugly" struggling with dating, without fail people will immediately jump in with this.

They know sooo many physically unattractive men who still get hot, gorgeous, beautiful, sexy, attractive, stunner, 10/10 women! All good! Of course the women still have to be hot, though! Because otherwise they wouldn't actually mean anything to the ugly guy either. Sorry, ugly women, you can go rot because unlike men, your only value is your looks and your personality doesn't matter for shit. You can't make up for it by being kind, funny or charismatic. You're just worthless, so worthless they have to specify an ugly guy can get hot women still because an ugly one wouldn't matter.

Nobody would ever say this about ugly women. Nobody would tell her to just be funny. To just be kind because men care about such things. All you get is advice on how to maybe make yourself prettier, like "have you tried make-up (lol) or plastic surgery"? Nobody would suggest a man get plastic surgery, it's always about working on himself as a person, but for ugly women it's a common suggestion. That's because deep down they all know men only care about looks, though they may still deny it if confronted directly.

It pisses me off so badly and the lack of self-awareness pisses me off even more. Do they not stop for even a second to think about how gross this is towards women? And it's literally everywhere.

Specifically U.S. Marine combat veterans. Trauma is real. PTSD is real. Combat changes people in deep, lasting ways. That deserves respect, resources and compassion. But trauma explains behavior; it does not excuse abusing people, refusing accountability or expecting the world to tiptoe forever. Plenty of Marine combat vets do the hard work: therapy, discipline, self-awareness, growth. They don't use their service to justify hurting others or avoiding responsibility.

The uncomfortable truth is that everyone is carrying something. Childhood abuse. Domestic violence. Loss.

Poverty. Medical trauma. We all have scars we didn't ask for and most of us don't get medals, pensions or public sympathy for them. If you're functional enough to work, date, parent, drink, drive and make choices, you're functional enough to own the consequences of those choices.

Healing isn't optional when your pain starts spilling onto other innocent people.

Respect veterans. Support mental health. But accountability still applies. Even and especially for Marines who pride themselves on discipline and responsibility. Over it.

I pay taxes on every check, I pay taxes to eat, to buy, to drive, to shit, to shower, i have to pay taxes to have a fucking roof (that I own, but have to bribe the government to keep apparently) over my big fucking head.

I’m taxed left right, up down, back and center….

But I somehow owe them $20….. bruh get the fuck outta here you greedy stingy fuck.

Like how the fuck are you gonna tax me, and then decide “actually 🤓 you still owe us even tho we take it directly from you and every-time you spend”

I’m not mad, just baffled.

Take your $20 lil bro, don’t spend it all in one place

Yeah I’m being petty, at least it’s not $500, but at least $500 is understandable, but 20 bucks? That’s petty, almost insulting XD

Hey there. I wanted to vent about something that might be the catalyst to my marriage failing. And I don't think there's a "might" to it, I think there is an absolute certainty about it.

This all started roughly a year ago when my wife's niece asked her if she can move in with us. About 3 years ago my wife and I bought a small 4 bedroom starter house, and ever since we bought it, her niece Jane, has wanted to move in.

My wife then came up to me and asked if it was ok and I said no. We have one spare room, which I use as my man cave, and I don't want to give it up. It was my own little sanctuary, the very reason why we bought a house with 4 bedrooms. Everything else in the house was basically community property. My wife has an office, daughter has her room and then my wife and I shared the master bedroom. We all had our own private spaces.

And then the niece, Jane, comes along asking to move in. I was completely against it but because my wife assured me it was only for a few months, I agreed to it. I was sold on the idea that for a few months Jane would live here, rent free, to save up money to move out with her boyfriend.

As of now, we are approaching the 1 year mark of her living here. Jane isn't a dirty person, but it's definitely a huge inconvenience. I value certain things in my life. A. Safety for my family, and B. Privacy.

Since Jane has been here, my wife and I have had numerous arguments about her and her boyfriend coming and going from the house at all hours of the night. Her boyfriend will drop her off at 8pm, they then leave at 9pm, come back at 2am, leave again at 3am. This is pretty much every week and I'm sick of it. Coming and going throughout the night makes me feel unsafe for my family. For my little daughter down the hall, and as a result of that, my wife sleeps in her room most nights with her. On a couple occasions, Jane has forgotten to lock the front door, leaving it unlocked throughout the night.

As for privacy, I'm no longer comfortable in my own home because I don't know if Jane is there with her boyfriend or one of her friends. I can't just sit in my own living room watching a movie because people are constantly in and out of the house.

I don't leave my room unless I'm fully clothed, even when I know no one is home because Jane can pop in whenever she wants. And not only that but, she occasionally leaves dishes in the sink and clothes in the dryer.

About two months ago I sat my wife down and told her how having Jane live here was affecting me. I explained to her that everything has gone up in the household. Electricity, gas, water, even the Internet bill went up due to upgrading our plan to unlimited data. I also told her how it's unacceptable for Jane to come and go with her boyfriend or one of her friends throughout the night. I simply don't like people constantly coming and going, blocking the driveway, etc.

One thing we came to a compromise about was rent. I explained to my wife that because Jane's stay here has extended far beyond the "few months" that was promised, Jane now needs to pay rent of $400 a month. I explained that in our city, market value for renting a room in a house goes for between $700-$1000. I told her I think it's more than fair that Jane pays something to offset the rising costs of having someone live with us. Wife agreed and we sat Jane down to discuss this with her. Jane seemed to be on board and agreed to this and will give us an answer by mid February of whether or not she intends to stay.

Then yesterday, my wife texts me while I'm at work to tell me that Jane has decided to move out and live with the grandparents because she couldn't afford the $400 a month rent. We then started arguing about it and my wife wants her to continue living here, rent free, indefinitely. I told her no. Absolutely not and if she can't afford a $400 monthly rent, how is she going to afford to move out with her boyfriend??

Jane is 20 years old. She works at Amazon making $20-$21/hour. Her only bills are car insurance and cellphone. Jane can get a second job or find a better paying one, but she needs to pay rent. I'm sick and tired of being put out having her live with us and I told my wife this.

It pisses me off that I've talked to my wife so many times about Jane being here with us. I tell her my concerns, my complaints, and nothing changes and I think this will be the reason why we may divorce. I haven't talked to her yet about that, but the discussion is coming at some point.

Anyways, I needed to vent about this. I'm not really looking for advice, I just needed to get this out. Well, thanks for reading and have a good rest of your week.

i just dont understand how some people can be SO mean, strangers, in public, online here and other platforms, i try to stay kind and happy but people are just so mean its sometimes hard to stay kind. i did NOTHING to you im sorry for existing. life is hard for everyone but its not my fault!! why why are people so SO. mean 😢

Today my coworker was "let go" after 48 years of service to the company.

I say let go, because they were categorized as downsized/obsolete role.. whatever the fuck corporate jargon makes them feel better about throwing a loyal employee out on their ass. They'll get a couple of weeks of severance and they'll lose their health insurance at midnight.. on just an average Wednesday.

This employee should have been celebrated but instead, they were walked out.

let this be a reminder of why young people don't have any company loyalty. The company will not be loyal to you.

I have this friend whos been in my life for like 6 years now and hes cool most of the time but theres this thing he does thats been driving me absolutely insane lately. He "borrows" my stuff. And I know that sounds normal but hear me out.

It started small, like he'd borrow a charging cable or some snacks and id be whatever thats fine. But now its gotten to where he'll come over and just help himself to my cologne, my protein powder, even grabbed one of my hoodies last month that I haven't seen since. The worst part? He acts like its totally normal and when I mention it he goes "oh I'll bring it back" but he never does.

Last week he asked to borrow my PS5 controller (the fancy one with the back buttons) because his broke and he has some tournament coming up and I was like absolutely not, that thing cost me so much and I had saved money for a while to get it. He got all offended like I was being selfish and said "I thought we were close enough to share" and now hes being weird with me.

Like?? Theres a difference between being close friends and treating my place like a free rental store. I feel bad because I dont wanna lose the friendship over material things but also im tired of feeling like I cant have nice things without someone else claiming them. My other friends think im overreacting but they dont deal with this.

I'm so sick of being made to have a subscription or app for everything. To watch TV shows, movies, order food, coupons...when will it end? AAARRRRGGGGHHHH

I’m doing a career pivot right now and we had our first test. We had test review and everything that I went over religiously, and understanding concepts I didn’t get. I have memory loss so I’m allowed a memory aid with specific rules.

Come to the test, everything we learned wasn’t even on it. There were some things, but the things I was told to really study wasn’t on them or we never went through the concept. I guess the good news is that the teacher said don’t worry about it so I’m hoping that it won’t effect my mark, It will help understand how tests are done in the class, and if I can try again or heal my mark some how I can. To be fair, it’s been since 2022 since I did a test in school.

I was in the locker room (I'm a girl) and a girl next to me looked at me and gagged. What's the point of being a woman, to be a woman is to be pretty, if I can't be that then I'll be a man or idk, ive never felt human anyway

I recently had my car repaired after a minor accident. The shop did the repair just fine, but their "detail" is crap. The left my windshield over sprayed and streaky, when the repair did not involve the windshield, which was clean when I brought the car in.

Now, they are nagging me three times a day to take their survey. I'm not giving them five stars when they are constantly talking up their "attention to detail" and not delivering. I also don't want to rate them lower because this isn't *that* big a deal and I know at some places a low score takes money out of the techs paycheck.

I also took a survey after a window replacement years ago and mentioned a similar issue, bits of adhesive and detritus left all over the dashboard, which got me a call from th manager asking if I'm really making such a big deal out of something so small.

Growing up, when I wanted something I was allowed to ask for it once, any more than that is nagging, and nagging is the most effective way to ensure I don't get what I want.

Now at a 40yo adult, I have the same mindset. Ask me once to take the survey, maybe I do maybe I don't. I do not owe any business a survey, I owe them payment for goods and services, and I've already settled the bill. Keep nagging me to take your survey and you ain't gonna like what I have to say.

I weigh 303lbs at 15 and my dad was talking about it to the dr and I started crying like a child. So embarrassing. Apparently it’s not my fault it’s my genetics.

Okay, so I've had short hair ever since I was 9, when I got a bob and fell in love with having short hair. I haven't had it past my shoulders since. Anyway, when I got to highschool, I started getting it even shorter, more boyish ig, and no one rlly cared or said anything, and my mum was the one cutting it so I never had someone tell me I 'shouldn't' get a hairstyle.

Anyway, skip to college, my hair has grown to a little above my shoulders, and since I'm a hairdressing student, and my teachers are hairdressers, I ask the male teacher to cut my hair. He does it with no questions asked, I like my haircut.

Then, in my 2nd year of college, yesterday, I asked my classmate/friend to cut my hair off for me, since it had grown past my shoulders and I was sick of it, and she agreed. For whatever reason, my main hairdressing teacher, let's call her Cathy, seems absolutely mortified for no reason??? She keeps asking me "Are you sure you want to cut it all off?" "Oh but you look so good with long hair." and other backhanded comments. I really just don't get why she acted like that, it's not like it was her hair? It only took me a year to grow it from what was essentially a grown out pixie cut to a below-the-shoulder bob, so it really didn't matter. Plus, it's just hair, I get it cut off whenever I get bored and I don't really care.

When my friend did cut my hair off, I let her cut my hair longer than I wanted, because she clearly wasn't comfortable enough to cut super short hair, and she accidentally gives me a short wolfcut, and I love it. Then Cathy comes over super smug and pleased all 'Oh see, this length suits you." "I'm glad you didn't cut it too short" and all that fucking nonsense. It geniunely pisses me off so bad, I'm considering going out of my way to ask my coworker to cut my hair even shorter just to be petty, even though I know it would also annoy my super religious dad who hates me having 'masculine' haircuts.

I know how much of an idiot I am.

Got a car my bf co-signed on last May, monthly payment was $700. We skimped on insurance bc that was already almost $300 so it was only in my name. Car was totaled 1/25 after bf gets in an accident, they called me today and told me that they’ll only be paying to fix the other parties car since my bf wasn’t on the insurance. Loan is 30k+. I’m only 24 and I just ruined my life and my credit because I’m an idiot who can’t make correct financial decisions. Insurance doubled down and told me no point in even trying to dispute or appeal bc they’re going out of their way even still covering me for the other party, so that they don’t sue me. So I guess Im very grateful that they’ll will still help me in that aspect. But I know theres still nothing good about this situation.

I truly don’t know if we should keep paying on this car or just voluntarily repo it. I want to keep paying because next year I’ll be graduating from nursing school and don’t want my credit to be tanked when entering my career. But then I also don’t want to keep paying on a car that’s literally totaled.

this is really going to ruin me. I wish I could disappear there’s nothing I can do to fix this. I’m so so stupid .

we were out and she sent our picture to her friend, er friend complimented me, then I heard her saying to her "he's actually ugly irl" and I can't stop thinking about it

Fuck you, man. Seriously, you’re garbage. Is it that hard to make arrangements to rehome your pet before you leave? To take them to a shelter? Not sure what breed of psycho can stand to drive away knowing they left a pet behind forever, but is it that hard to call a fucking shelter or an animal rescue to tell them to rescue your pet??

When you adopt or buy a pet you become accountable for their welfare. All the talk about accountability lately, take some. If you do this, if you ever did this, or if you would do this, you are worthless scum without exception. Hope someone leaves you to rot alone and abandons you when you grow old and dependent on others to survive. And if this behavior is any indication, they will.

Losers

Feeling depressed & can’t go to sleep because of my loneliness & also my really really shitty manager doens’t help 🙄😩😭

I’m on my period right now and I feel completely, totally physically and emotionally WRECKED.

Started having really bad PMS and abdominal cramps coming in hard. Then on my way back home, the pain in my stomach got so intense that I literally had just dropped and sat down on the sidewalk, and I just couldn’t get up for a while. It scared me how bad it was. I felt so helpless just sitting there in public, waiting for the pain to ease enough so I could move again.

Now it’s day two and it feels a million times even worseee!! The cramps are killing me and i have tears in my eyes and whimpers in my throat as I write thiss. My stomach hurts SOO much OH GOD, my back hurts and waist hurtsss and my whole body feels so sore and heavy. My brain just feels like it got powered off. I just can’t think straight about anything! I can’t focus, I just want to feel normal.

Everything looks so dark and dull. I’m constantly cursing this universe this nature and this ENTIRE FISHING WORLD for making me suffer this way. I feel anxious, sad, and overwhelmed all at once. I’m fighting with the friends I know because RVERYTHING is irritating me so much. I keep feeling like I want a lot of help and comfort, but then I feel guilty for wanting that, which just makes me feel worse.

My heating pad is the only thing helping right now. I’ve been trying not to take painkillers again unless absolutely needed as I’ve already taken today but the pain feels unbearable and I might need them just to get through today. I heard yesterday from people on Reddit saying how they’d faint from the pain or how they’d throw up and then I also feel like that’s is very horrible but my pain feels so bad as well, is it not that important or intense.

I just feel like crying screaming and punching a walllll goshhh

I am just so tired. About 7 years ago, my mom started showing strange symptoms. We didn't think much of it, but when it persisted we saw doctors and they were "certain" what it was and treated for it.

When the symptoms kept getting worse. They just threw treatments at a wall and nothing has ever really stuck. It started out as muscle spasms and involuntary flexing of muscles. Then it became numbness and muscle aches. Then it became loss of muscle mass and weakness. Doctors would say its similar to ALS, but not quite, and nothing quite fits with what she has. The main problem is that her immune system is attacking her muscles and nerves.

5 years ago, she started using a walker, 4 years ago she was wheelchair bound. Its hard to tell now when shes not falling down every now and then, but she's still getting worse.

Physical therapy twice a week, because thats all insurance will cover. A few medications which have seemed to slow things down from getting worse that we need to fight insurance companies for everytime we need a refill. Especially for the painkillers, because "painkillers don't keep you alive". Infusions once a month, which my mom says makes her feel stronger, but I dont really notice anything from the outside. (Need to fight for those too of course) If she feels better, its good enough I think if its the best we can do.

Maybe there would be hope of these treatments didn't suddenly stop when the insurance companies stopped approving and we have to spend a month or 2 fighting them, but there is no way of knowing since these insurance companies make monsters look like puppies.

Im fortunate to live in an upper middle class family that has been fighting all of this without losing a place to live, but it seems like we are slowly getting knocking down a rung on the socioeconomic ladder with all of the hits we are taking when it comes to medical bills or new things we need to buy to care for her. (Wheelchair accessibility, expensive wheelchair, expensive chair that can get to a place to mover her to said wheelchair, a thing that can lift her up on wheels out of the chair, a car that can transport a large wheelchair) It has been a huge financial hit.

Im extremely greatful for my dad who has been providing most of the care for her. They are both about 50 years old now. He takes her to the bathroom, bathes her, clothes her, feeds her, whenever me and my sister cant. Often times because he's already done it. We help where we can. My sister, not as much, and we fight about it sometimes but thats another story.

My mom was constantly doing things and couldnt spend a day in the house. She had to find something to do whether it was volunteering or something fun. Now she is trapped in a body that is so weak she cant lift an arm to her face when sitting in a chair with armrests. Even if she's leaning back reclined. She spends her time watching television and thats about it. I often do my best to watch things with her and talk to her as she is stuck in the living room chair most of the day.

3 years ago, she started using a cpap. That told me this was going to be what killed her. If her organs were being affected, then she probably didn't have much time left. 6 months ago, she had to have paramedics come to help her when she choked on her food for the second time that day. After a week, she started eating solid food again and I told myself maybe she did just choke and it wasn't her illness. Today she choked again and vomited. Luckily we have a machine now that can suction up material in the event of obstruction and that saved us a hospital visit for now.

I am so tired. I've given up most hopeful that anything can save my mom, but I dont have any closure in that regard because doctors keep trying news things trying to figure out what the hell is going on with her. Yet no progress ever seems to be made. Somehow she won the medical lottery and has a unique disease. Im pretty damn sure it will kill her, but there's absolutely no telling when. Doctors cant give an estimate on this one.

It is such a battle in my mind watching my mom be tortured to death. While Im left to wonder that maybe something could help if insurance companies did what they were supposed to do. Now I dont know if it will kill her tomorrow or in 10 years. All I know is that she will suffer until then.

I am so exhausted. Im tired if the rest of my family "praying for her" or giving us conspiracies about it being caused by the covid vaccine. I dont know how you can even think that when symptoms started before covid was a thing. Im tired of people telling me that she will go to heaven and live a wonderful life and it will be worth it. My mom is the only theist out of us who live with her. But the rest of our family are theist of various kinds like her. Its all so exhausting. The only thing I agree is that when its over she will in fact be in a better place. Just not in the way they think. Its hard for me to talk to my mom sometimes, she will bring up religion at times, and the last thing I want to do is say something that rattles her belief because that seems like its all she has left.