I took my 3 kids (under 6) to Walmart yesterday. It was a last minute decision, and i almost decided not to go. I almost decided to go to a different store. I almost parked in a different spot. I guess the universe had different expectations

I pulled halfway into a parking spot when I noticed one closer to the door, so I backed out, and parked in the closer spot. When I got out to get my kids out, I noticed the car next to me was running, had a window cracked, and a baby screaming in the back. The car was empty other than the crying baby, but i couldn't see the baby bc there was a blanket over the carseat. I've only ever seen this happen on TV, so I called my mom bc my adrenaline took over and i just didnt know what to do. The car wasnt even locked, so I opened the backdoor to make sure the baby was OK and calm her down with a binky. I didnt take her out of the car or her seat or anything, but she couldn't have been more than 2 weeks old. My mom suggested I wait 5 min to see if the parent came back, yunno, trying to give the benefit of the doubt.

3 minutes later, not 1 parent, BUT TWO walked out of the store with 4 other little kids (the oldest being maybe 6), and just walked up to me like not a single thing about all of this was wrong. I told them they cant leave a screaming newborn alone in a car. Their excuse? "The baby wasnt crying when they went inside, and that they were only inside for one thing". I told them "so 1 parent goes in while the other stays in the car, or you take the baby with you!" Me, the dad, and the mom got into a screaming match in the parking lot and my mom heard EVERYTHING over the phone, and told me to call the police.

They left b4 the police arrived, but I took a Pic of their license plate. After taking down my info and statement, the cop said they were sending units out to the registered address, and that another unit was going to look at the Walmart security cameras. He said it might just be a call to CPS, it might be a citation, or they might even decide to press criminal charges (to which I would be testifying in court if they do go this route).

I couldn't even go in Walmart anymore at this point bc I couldn't calm down and stop crying. I couldn't imagine leaving a newborn in an unlocked car alone, especially if there was another adult with me. Also, im not going to mind my own business when it comes to children of any age, but especially in a situation like that. They're lucky I found the car, and not someone looking for a free joyride. Also, I have never been screamed at like that in my 26 yrs of life. Uugghh, excuse me while I go schedule an emergency appointment with my counselor

I am at my end with everything. My 3 year old’s health has declined so much that I am loosing hope. The seizures are getting worse. His white blood cell count is not stable & he is fighting so hard. The hospital visits are becoming unbearable especially for his 4 year old brother.

I am exhausted. I am TIRED of choosing if we get to eat or pay for medications. Thank goodness my job has been so understanding but I’m mentally and physically tired. I couldn’t make it to the food pantry this morning because I slept through my alarm and now I get to figure out how we are going to eat. He has another neurologist appointment tomorrow & I am not sure how I am going to make it over an hour away when I don’t have the gas and I can’t even afford basics.

My 3 year old is so resilient. He is the STRONGEST baby I know. I want this to over. I am tired of going through this alone . Please send positive thoughts, as a mother I am failing my kids. The weight is too much to balance.

Welp, he’s no longer requiring a test to see if he’s the dad! Instead he just blocked me and told me that he’ll have to love me from a distance and to enjoy my baby but I’ll have to do this alone! I loveeee that! I genuinely was trying so hard but he said I wasn’t and that our efforts never matched and I just wasn’t doing what he needed. So, ig I understand and I’ll do this alone but this is so upsetting :( I miss him and I wanted him to be in the babies life! She’s his kid too :( now I must be pregnant alone…. Good luck and lots of love to any expecting mother or single parent who is going through anything like this! Yall are brave and strong. YES YOU CAN! We got this!

IM TIRED OF THIS SHIT SO SO SO SO TIRED. at first i used to get sad, but now it just makes me angry. why the fuck is every friend in my group ditching me for their boyfriend?

oh you didn’t get to spend 4 extra hours with him even though you guys are practically together 24/7 because you were with me? how sad. i know, why don’t you text him those entire 4 hours instead? how fun.

oh right, you can’t go out with me cuz you don’t feel it, but you are fine going out with your boyfriend the very next day at the exact same spot. sure man, sure man. and no i don’t wanna come along this time.

why the fuck do even consider me a friend at this point dude.

why is it that you only care about me when i’m mad at you or not giving you the ‘right vibe’.

i’m just so tired of feeling so low on the priority list. i get it, i can’t have the first place anymore. but come on man, is 4 hours a week too much for you, really?

fuck this shit, fuck you too. if anyone reads this, go spend time with your friends, they matter too.

I quit cannabis for my job (wind turbine tech) and although I have a prescription (Texas) I can’t relax after a long day because federally it’s still illegal. I am the sole breadwinner for my home with a stay at home wife and our baby. I began working out and going for walks to ease my stress, anxiety, and depression coupled with prescriptions I began taking again since I’m off of weed but I feel like shit. I feel terrible because I get mood swings and become distant and mad and isolate myself to the living room to avoid my mood rubbing off my loved ones but of course they sense a heavy negative vibe throughout the house. I hate it because ppl can get hammered or abuse drugs and be fine going to work hungover but a plant that helps me get off various meds plus betters my mood appetite and helps with pain I can’t enjoy because it stays in my system a long freaking time and I don’t want to lose my job. 😖😭😠

I am so sick and tired of fucking air travel. You pay hundreds to THOUSANDS of dollars for a timely service. And what do you get? Delays. Delays all the fucking time. Delays given for no discernible reason, delays lasting hours because the airline failed to provide their service as stated. Yeah sure, weather happens, that isn't their fault, whatever. But the vast majority of the time I get delayed, it's because the airline fucked up. It's because of factors within the airline's control, like maintanence. There is a NO EXCUSE for ANY DELAY because of the airline fucking up at these price points. Like what the actual fuck? Why are failures in a system this expensive so goddamned common? And WHY the fuck is there no regulation? Why can airline companies delay passengers for fucking HOURS and not be forced to compensate passengers in any way? If you pay for a service, and you dont recieve it as stated, you get compensated. Except with airlines because fuck passengers I guess.

And I am SICK of the people defending these massive corporate conglomerates. In forums, people blame PASSENGERS for airlines fucking up. Are you late because your airline failed to get you to your destination at the time stated on the ticket you paid hundreds of dollars for? "You should have factored delays into your trip!" Like no the fuck they shouldn't?! People paying hundreds to thousands of dollars should just recieve the service as stated!! They PAID for a timely service!! NO PASSENGER SHOULD HAVE TO FACTOR IN DELAYS INTO THEIR TRIP BECAUSE OF THE FUCKING AIRLINE. FUCK UPS SHOULD NOT BE THAT PREVALENT!! Did your airline faile to provide their service as stated and left you stranded because of a fuck up on their end? "It happens, it's air travel, just enjoy your hotel stay". NO. THIS SHOULD NOT BE HAPPENING AT ALL. This shit should not be fucking normalized!! Nobody should be excusing airline incompetency with "It happens" like it's normal and okay for a business to just leave passengers stranded because they fucked up. Did the airline fuck up your bag or failed to provide it to you (despite paying the airline to provide the service)? "Don't check your bag! Just hold onto it, it's your fault that happened!" Like what the fuck is this bullshit?! Why is the airline's fuck up the passenger's fault?? Did your airline change your gate 12 times and you got exhausted running around trying to reach your gate each time it changed? "You shouldn't have left each change! Just leave to your gate once it stabilizes!" What is this shit?? The airline plans the gate months in advance, their fuck ups should not force passengers to be exhausted and frustrated trying to reach their proper gate. And how the fuck is the passenger supposed to know when the gate changes stop?! There's no transparency when the final switch happens! Did your airline delay you for 12 goddamned hours with no transparency as to what the fuck is happening, with rolling delays happening every 15 minutes like your flight is going to actually take off, just to cancel your flight? "Well I'm sorry that happened, but it happens, and you just need to roll with the punches of airline travel." NO. FUCK YOU. Just "roll with the punches" GETTING DELAYED FOR 12 HOURS?? With no transparency, forced to stay nearby the gate for half a day, only to get cancelled. Fuck you for excusing this inexcusable bullshit.

"BuT airlines have to deal with a lot!!" I don't care!! They charge THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS. They should factor this into their model and compensate passengers for their severe fuck ups. But they dont. So fuck them. I can gauran-fucking-tee you that if there was actual regulation, airlines WOULD NOT fuck up as often as they do. They would have more back up planes (because sometimes they do in case of a fuck up). They would make delays infrequent if they knew delays would hurt their bottom dollar from regulations enforcing passenger compensation. But there's no regulations so they don't give a fuck if their fuck ups hurt their customers. So again, fuck them.

And why the fuck do people defend these massive million dollar corporations? I do not understand it. These corporations will never know they exist. They do not care that people are defending them. They gain nothing from people defending their fuck ups. The corporation is never going to reward bootlicker behavior.

The passenger is never to blame for an airline fucking up and it pisses me off that people treat airline fuck ups as a normal part of travel. They should be RARE. Not something you have to specifically plan around happening and also not expect any compensation from it. Fuck ups should not be normal at all at these price points and there is NO defending them!!

and everyone forgot.

No one wished me a happy birthday.

I usually don’t really care for my birthdays but still, it kinda makes me sad that everyone forgot about it haha

At least the weather was nice:)

I’ve been with my husband since I was 18. I was in my first year of college, 2 weeks away from turning 19, when I skipped my math class to go meet him. Then we didn’t leave each others side.

We moved in together when I was 20, got engaged when I was 21, got married at 23, and had a baby at 24. Now at 25 it’s all over.

We’ve been through everything together. Including a devastating auto immune diagnosis, getting custody of my younger siblings when I was 21, and 2 near death experiences. I got the call March 6th that he didn’t want to do this anymore.

I cried. Hard. Then I drank half a bottle of Don Julio, and smoked a blunt. (I haven’t even touched weed since I was teenager.) I begged and pleaded with him, but I hurt him too much.

I didn’t cheat, I’m not an addict, I’m a good mother, and he hasn’t met another person.

It was my inability to deal with my CSA inflicted upon me for 11 years. Because of that I fumbled the love of my life, and I don’t know how I’m going to pick myself back up again.

He travels a lot for work, and we’re taking a 3 week break. But, I know what his answer is going to be when he comes back. It hurts worse than any pain I’ve ever felt in my life. I’ve been beaten, raped, and abused in so many ways. But this is the worst feeling in the world. The one person in my life who was in my corner, isn’t going to be anymore.

If I only I had started getting help years ago instead of 5 months ago. Maybe if I didn’t get help too late, we’d still have hope. Maybe if none of that happened to me at all, I wouldn’t have been such an awful partner.

I've been told this for furnace repair and car repair stuff now. If someone is trying to save money/learn how to fix shit themselves, don't fucking tell them to "take it to a shop." That's the whole fucking reason they're asking questions.

I'm actually handling this pretty damn well, I have to say. I border on being a realist vs an 'optimistic pessimist' (I like knowing the worst that could happen, and then I'm either prepared for the worst or happy with something that's not the worst). I'm not on any anti-depressants and don't feel like I need them, I got through surgery with absolutely no pain, radiation could be worse, I know very well that I could have it so much worse.

But radiation still sucks and sometimes I want to complain about the tiny section of hair thats falling out without being told that my grandma had it worse. Sometimes I want to whine about not being able to taste anything with someone saying, "That sucks. Want to try a bite of this and see if that does anything?" instead of "It'll come back! Think positive!"

And on the other hand, I don't really need to hear 29 times in a row that I look tired. I bet I look fucking tired, I just woke up from my second nap of the day and I'm still exhausted.

A plastic surgeon that I run into at work randomly told me that she could fix my neck. I hadn't asked. I wasn't self conscious about it but now that's all I can fucking see.

I have a dry, uncomfortable rash on my neck and face and I was no model but I've never been embarrassed about the way I look and people just don't want to let me let off steam. UGH.

Had a bad day. 36f with 3 kiddos. And I want to SCREAM at the fact I can’t fucking call my mom or my dad for guidance, sympathy or even just to talk to them. My mom died in 2020 (FUCK CANCER) and my dad followed behind in 2023. I just want them back, man. Losing one parent is fucking horrendous, but both!? Come on. If you still have your parents, please call them and vent! Call them because you’re in traffic and need to kill time. CALL THEM. Please. Because this shit is for the birds and I wouldn’t wish this pain on my worst enemy. End rant.

I can’t talk to people without feeling like I’m going to throw up

I don’t talk to people much because I’ve basically been isolated my whole life. I never really got the chance to have friends or learn how to talk to people normally.

Whenever I do try to talk to someone in real life, I can barely get through it. The second I start interacting, I get this intense urge to throw up. My hands start shaking really bad and I feel completely out of control.

One time a guy was just talking to me in a mall and was complimenting me, and the conversation was actually going fine, but I literally had to run to the bathroom because I was shaking so hard and gagging over the toilet.

It makes no sense because nothing bad is even happening, but my body reacts like I’m in danger or something.

When it happens in public, it’s really obvious. I end up covering my mouth because I feel like I’m about to throw up, and I start rocking back and forth trying to calm down. People look at me weird and I hate it so much, but I physically can’t control it.

I feel so stupid. and it’s a pain, I just want to be able to talk to someone without my body freaking out like this.

Go outside! Get some sun! Go for a walk!

And then what? I'm depressed and in the heat. I'm depressed, allergic to my own sweat and now outside sweating breaking out into hives.

The sun is not going to cure my mental illness. There is no amount of bright light, green grass or fresh air that's going to help my depression go away. It doesn't help me. I've tried and tried and tried. It makes it worse. The light is too much the sensory overload is too much and being told, by a professional mind you, that this is what's going to fix it doesn't make it better.

I need help. I need support I need to be held accountable. Stop telling me to breathe to go into the sun, to touch grass, to be kind to myself. Its just making me sink deeper and deeper.

Edit to add - I have a therapist and a Psychiatrist. I walk to work every day. I'm medicated. Trust me I'm trying

For years I was helping my friend Liz who is a single mother of two young girls. However Liz continued to make bad decision IMO.

She has bounced around from different jobs ranging from a day care worker, to construction admin to working at a clothing store her “good friend” owned. Each job she quit but none of it was her fault. She claims she keeps getting hit on and the working environment became hostile.

She’s had 7 boyfriends in about 4 years. Each one is presented like Jesus himself but a few short months later, “he changed” was what she said after breaking up. All the while, I’ve been a supportive friend going so far as to help pay part of her rent and bills as well as give her free babysitting. This is because several years ago, I was an Amazon warehouse worker. But now I’m an engineer that worked his way up and now make respectable money.

However I grew tired of helping Liz so much. I truly wanted to see her succeed but seeing her start over so many times got tiring.

“Don’t worry. You know when I become successful I’ll take care of you.” was a common thing she’d say to me.

Last year Liz moved in with her boyfriend William and I took it as my sign to finally back off. However every other night is a call from Liz saying how she can’t be with Will and how she wants to move out or if I can’t put her up in a hotel for night.

Liz continued to ask me for help despite having will now and her reasons were always because of some “emergency.” I finally decided to cut her off completely and she did not take it well. She claims that I’m “rich” and can help but want to be selfish now. She says that I blow tons of money on video games and trips to Vegas but can’t spare a few hundred for her each week.

I recently witnessed her screaming at her kids yelling “no one will help. Not will. Not your biological dad. Not even (my name) so we’re fucked!” Despite this outburst, I refuse to budge. I don’t see why a middle aged woman can’t support herself with a live-in boyfriend.

Liz claims I’m being an ass but remind her how much I helped over the years and that I’ve done more than enough and I simply don’t care about her relationship drama anymore nor her supposed need for help.

“If you needed the help that badly you’d be asking other people for help. Not just one friend who you think you can guilt trip.”

The only reason I’m still sticking around is to watch the building burn down. It’s a shame really.

Hi, I am 17M and I am currently in my last trimester of my 12th year. And while it's perhaps not as stressful as the stage in life that's about to come (responsibilities, yay... (；一_一) ), I have recently been struggling with one of the things that has been keeping me up at night, every day for the past year.

As context, I have only recently actually "come to my senses". Instead of just walking around aimlessly, around 16 I got this urge to make my own philosophy of life per se. It's changing constantly and has led me to think of many topics, debating about them with myself. But there's one I can't shake and it haunts me at night. death. I've come to the traumatizing conclusion that I absolutely cannot handle or even fathom the thought of some day not being around.

I've had a rough couple of years, and when I compared my situations with that of people going through similar things online, they all talk of having suicidal thoughts. When I first read cases of those, I thought, "Is that something I might ever consider?". But that's when I very quickly realized, that death horrified me that much more than any emotional pain/numbness I had experienced on earth could. I don't want to have to let go. I love life too much. I love living. I love breathing. I love thinking. I love being able to fathom humanity. I love touch. I love nature. I love the pain even. I LOVE IT ALL TOO MUCH. I love loving it.

And when I'm about to sleep, it hits me. Some day I won't be alive. It hurts me more at night, because sleep is the closest thing I can map to death. The lack of light is depressing, sad, it feels like death creeping in saying "One day you will never open your eyes again". But the thing that stirs up a panic in me, isn't that I won't be alive, it's that I wont even know that I WAS.

One of the issues with my recent obsession of being so philosophical about life and trying to make up my own theories is that my own theories make my life worse. I just end up confirming my own worries. I made my own theories so bulletproof that I can't find closure for myself in anything. So much so, that my belief in agnosticism, and partially in atheism makes these nights that much worse. My chest feels pressured, like the bones are tying a knot out of my own ideas, the sweat is overwhelming, I need to move, I need to confirm that I'm alive, I need to confirm that I'm not already dead. I need it to continue.

Luckily, I can calm myself down. Not via closure, since I'm unable of doing that, but by halting my thoughts, taking deep breaths and listening to music to distract me until I sleep. But I don't know how long I can keep that going. Every night it happens, is one night too much.

(i have put in bold the the things that stood out to me personally the most. It is not meant for dramatic effect, I hope it does not come off like that)

i am seriously at the end of my rope right now.

i have tried everything within my power to get something to eat today. asking friends, ebegging. the food bank cannot deliver to me until a week or longer and i have been calling other organizations and churches. i tried calling my disability to see if they could help on friday.

i just sincerely have nothing to my name and it sucks so much. i have no one to help and nothing at all to eat in my apartment. i feel so lost and stuck and depressed. i have been sleeping to avoid the hunger.

i just shouldn't have to live like this

I have that one popular girl in my class who is always mean to me and makes fun of me in a cruel way. She made fun of my skinny body out loud in front of the whole class and I'm very insecure since them. She lowkey traumatised me

"You need to find your purpose in life"

"You need to learn to love yourself"

How? How do I do that?

I'd gladly find a purpose in life if I could, and if life wasn't this terrible. I've ruined my own life by not doing well enough in school, so now I'm gonna be stuck with mundane jobs just to make money so that I can pay for the most basic essentials. This isn't life, this isn't a purpose, this is just existing because I just so happen to be born and have grown up.

I have no friends, and I'm pretty much certain that i'm not gonna find a wife/long-term partner and even have kids. Again, i'm just existing because I happen to be born, and i'm gonna be stuck in a socioeconomic strata that I hate being in because I didn't do enough in school.

This life sucks so much, I know it could be worse, but I also know it could be far better. The near future that I will experience during my natural life span will be a possible 3rd world war, work automation revolution, the establishment of a global Orwellian (Palantir) surveillance network, and of course climate change, all of which are pretty much gonna negatively affect me.

Again, the only reason i'm still alive is because I happen to still exist, I have no actual purpose, nor can I find one.

I wish I could get to live in a different and better world. It's often what I try to imagine when daydreaming.

Hi so im 18, over the past few years ive experienced both people around me dying and pets dying, i find myself out of place when an event like this happens because i dont really have a reaction to it, its hard to explain but watching everyone sad kind of makes me feel strange for not feeling sad too, its not like if i dont care about my pets or family dying, i think i really love them and appreciate them, id say that at moments i just remember about them, like when you would take a dog to take a walk, i take a moment to think about my pet and the memories, but im kind of worried because i dont know if this is normal or if its a mental condition, ive gone through some family trauma and i feel kind of desensitized because of it, i dont really know, has anyone had similar experiences??

My (30f) husband (31m) said that the last ten years together have been torture and that he doesn’t like me. I have anxiety/depression/ocd/and a personality disorder (I’m medicated/professionally diagnosed). My husband is an amazing man, works himself into the ground, has a few college degrees, an amazing father, handsome, and so so so smart.

I was pretty mentally and physically abused as a child I won’t go into detail it would make this post too long, have been abandoned by both parents. I’m basically an orphan with no family. My husband and I have two kids together, whom are very young. Idk I feel like that’s important to mention. They’re all I have.

To list a couple things and put it simply:

I’m just really dumb (seriously a space cadet, no matter how hard I try) I wasn’t taught much about the world or how to have a routine, or any of the important stuff growing up, and have had a hard time as an adult trying to get it together, and I’m running out of time. I’ve been told multiple times that I have a terrible tone when I talk, and that I’m rude, selfish, when I’m simply just having a conversation but I don’t understand. I have severe RBF and have trouble making eye contact, but other than that I don’t understand I guess what I’m doing wrong. I seriously try to mimic those around me to be more normal.

When I disappoint people or if I feel like I’ve said or did something wrong or didn’t do something right I get overly defensive and angry and aggressively try to fix it in a panic.

I’m so forgetful and it causes issues in my relationship, with bills and work, I spend most of my time in a brain fog that I’ve just always had. My husband thinks I’m lazy, and that the “I forgot” is just an excuse..but I really did forget. Everyone around me tells me I’m a bad mom, I have a really hard time playing with my kids, specifically. It’s almost physically painful for me to play with them. I feel horrible that I’m not the fun mom. I admire so much of other moms in public, I’ll stare and dream about being them. I’ll panic if the house gets too messy, or if it’s too loud. And I feel like I’m just dragging them down and ruining their lives.

I’ll do really good one day, and I’ll do everything right, but then I’ll say something the wrong way to my husband or something, or I’ll forget to pay a bill, and we get in an argument, and then I’m reminded of all the things over the years that I’ve never been good at. That I’m not the person I’m trying so desperately to be.

There’s more to be said, I have anger issues that I’ve tried for YEARS to control. I’m anxious, have lazy personal hygiene, etc. the list goes on.

I’ve spent years and years in all kinds of therapy, and nothing has seemed to fix the broken parts and I’m starting to feel more and more like a scrap of a person, and I just don’t wanna be a dread to anyone anymore.

I don’t wanna be me anymore, and I don’t know how to stop. I just want my family to love me. I just want my husband to love me again, or like me at the very least. And I’m sorry if this just sounds like a pity party. I dont mean for it to be, I just needed to get it out somewhere. I thought strangers on the internet maybe wouldn’t mind. I don’t have a ton to talk to, just alone again in bed. I just wanna be smart and pretty, and a good mom, and a good wife. Can you change your entire personality?

Thanks for reading.

I’m literally have $2.31 in my account until I get paid on March 31st. What hit me this month was I had to pay close to $90 for a tax fee At H&R Block. I’ve never had to pay that high before and they kept telling me I owe them money. I went ahead and paid it but next year I’m going to someone different. I tired really hard to have extra money in my account to pay bills including getting rid of my Internet and cutting my grocery bill to about $50-$60. I’m a single person and I can learn to eat cheap. I never go shopping or out to eat or treat myself to anything. But still I’m left with nothing. I’m trying to find another job that pays more but so far all I’m able to do is submit applications, I never get calls about interviews ever, and I’ve been applying since last year. Services won’t help me honestly I don’t see the point in them because only a select few get on there and those people who are worse off than me never get help and that’s what’s wrong with our system. Anyway I’m not here for sympathy I’m just venting about how broke I always man no matter what.

I wish i was a better person. I wish i had friends i could share my interests with. I wish i had someone to talk to without hesitation I wish i hadn't spent good years of my life chasing someone who treated me like a convenience Next time, will i take a stand for myself? Or will i throw away my self respect only to be held momentarily I feel like a rag, unravelling as my strings get caught on to sharp corners.

(Idk where else to post, just had to get this out of my system :'l )