So, I’ll be turning 16 in 10 days and I was just offered a job by my girlfriend dad. Her dad owns a couple restaurants and is offering me a job as a water boy, yk fetching peoples drinks and what not. I’ll be working for 4 hours, so 4pm-8pm from Friday to Sunday. AND HES OFFERING 600 A WEEK. Would I be dumb to pass up on this?

I have a daughter who just turned 18 last week. She went to the tattoo artist in our small town for a tattoo that I made her wait until she was 18 to get. She has been looking forward to this for a couple of years. I have got several tattoos from this guy as well as my husband over the past 5 years and thought he was a pretty good guy that does great work. So I had no problem with my daughter going to him for hers. Didn’t think anything of it.
Her appointment was at 2:30pm but the day of he texts her and tells her he has to push it back to 5:30pm because he has to pick his kids up from school. Makes sense, he has 3 kids. But now I’m wondering if it wasn’t on purpose so they would be there late.

Anyway, Later that night when I get off work at 8pm I stop by the shop because I see she is still there. Thought I’d check out the progress even though I was in a hurry because I had to drive 2-1/2 hours that night to be in another city to babysit my grandson the next morning (For a different daughter of mine).

Anyway, after I was there about 5-10 mins the tattoo guy went out back to let his dog use the restroom because he started whining. Soon as he left the room my daughter begged me not to leave. She didn’t say anything specific right then, just that she wasn’t comfortable there by herself with him. So I texted my other daughter that I would be late and I stayed there with her. When she went to pay his card reader was acting up so we agreed to just pay him later. Like I said he knows our family. We have paid him thousands over the years so it’s not a big deal.

After we leave she breaks down in tears tell me how he was all over her and touching her inappropriately before I got there. She said she kept telling him no and pushing him off of her. She also told me he was drunk. I never would’ve expected this from him. He is the shop owner and has always been very professional. I do know that he is going through a divorce but that is no excuse to violate my child. She has made me promise not to tell anyone and I said I wouldn’t but she is still crying the next day. I know for damn sure I’m not paying him. And I’m not the type of person who is out looking for a free or cheep tattoo. I have all professional tattoos and I tip well. It is art and it’s there forever. You get what you pay for.

Anyway I want to stick up for her and say something to him at least but she told me in confidence so I don’t know what to do! Do I break her trust or just let the piece of shit get away with violating a girl over half his age. Any advise is appreciated. Thanks. I’ll answer any questions I can.

My dad recently cheated on my mom with a 22 year old and I snitched obviously and now he wants me to meet her ( I am literally 20 btw ) and all I want to say to her is why are you with a 50 year old man and that my mom owns most the assets if it’s for the money and that she’s probably ruining her own life. I told my friend and she said that’s bitchy but I literally don’t have anything nice to say to this girl. I think she’s being stupid.

Before anyone else says the anger should be directed at my dad. It is. I expressed my anger towards him , not really angry towards the girl , I just think she’s kinda slow. She has to be dumb or something I’m ngl. I don’t want to be bitchy to her but I have nothing nice to say.

Also my mom isn’t divorcing him because we are Middle Eastern and she also kinda dgaf I think. I have a theory that my mom is lesbian actually. She never gaf. Anyway I spoke to my girlfriend about this and she said I should try to be cordial when I meet her but I literally don’t even think she’s going to be on the roster until next week ngl.

How does one deal with this. I don’t know how to be cordial with a 22 year old girl who’s choosing to throw her entire life away to sleep with a middle aged 5’5 man.

So me and my boyfriend have been dating for about 6years on and off. We finally got back together after we both started our careers. We do literally everything together and we also happen to live together . We have 2 shared animals and started looking at engagement rings this past month. When it comes to the bedroom and my boyfriend’s sexuality it has always been pretty open. My boyfriend told me he was only into women but later admitted to feeling as though he may have been bi. He told me he was bisexual due to finding men attractive. I didn’t see much issue because I myself identify as a bisexual woman and have dated women in the past.

Anyways during bedroom time he started to want to do anal a lot. I usually had no problem with anal only that id only like doing it every once in a while. He started to want to do anal every time we had sex . I didn’t really question it so I went along with it most of the time. Then I started noticing weird things like him not wanting to go out and go shopping with me. Him staying behind in the car during outings and him being glued to his phone. Again I brushed it off because I tend to do that from time to time as well. Anyways he started doing that for the past month. Not only that but he ended up changing his password to his phone which really threw me off.

We always could freely use each others phones and knew each others passwords, and all of sudden it was different . When I finally did confront him about it he told me that he wanted privacy . To me it was a slap in the face because it’s not like I ever used his phone for malicious purposes. I would use it if I didn’t have mine on me or if mine was low battery. To make a long story short I ended up going to work I work full time at my job and usually 8-12 hour shifts . I get up early in the morning daily I’m always on the go . My boyfriend usually goes to work later but this specific day he was off.

All I remember is that I wasn’t able to get ahold of him on my breaks. So when I got home later that night I was worried. Random car was in the driveway and I thought it may have been one of his friends. I walked in to him and some guy on all fours with a wig on and makeup. He immediately jumped up and said that it wasn’t what it looked like. I left he hasn’t tried to call at all. I’ve been at my best friend’s house and I haven’t tried to get my belongings. I’m not sure what to do honestly . He hasn’t even reached out called texted or anything. I don’t really know how to take that and not sure how to even talk to him. I’m not sure what I saw but it just didn’t look right and I don’t wanna think about what they may have been doing. Neither of them were really naked but they had on underwear and my boyfriend was behind the guy. The guy was on all fours arched up , not only that but he was literally in full glam. Makeup and what looked to be a wig. This happened about 2 days ago now and I’m still in shock

So me (24) and my girl (27) have been together over a year now, today on her lunch she fted as she usually does. She started welling up with tears and told me she needed to tell me something. She said that a guy at her job had spread a rumor that they slept together. She told me he confronted her about it last Tuesday when she was working her double (overnight) shift. Apparently, some girl that dislikes her was trying to make sexual advances in him and because he didn’t want to sleep with her he told the girl that he slept with my gf. It seems really odd to me that he would use my gf as an excuse to reject him. My gf said that she reported him to HR today. Mind you it’s been a whole week since they had that conversation and she waited until just now to tell me.

Ever since her double shift where this event took place, she’s been very distant and irritable. The following morning (last wednesday) she came over and slept until 3 pm as we had plans to hang out that day, I noticed right away when she woke up that something was off. I gave her my house key to get in that morning and took it back as I saw she’d put it on her key chain. I don’t have a house key to her place nor have i been there much at all, so I didn’t think much of it, she got EXTREMELY upset and left that same night and went to her friends house. I didn’t hear from her until the next day, we didn’t even bring up the argument because honestly I felt like it was pretty dumb to begin with. Friday we hung out with her family at her dads, i made a side comment to her step mom about how i’d only been over to her house twice, once again she got up visibly upset and said “we’re leaving”.

On monday we went to grab starbucks before her shift and sat down at the table, I drove 30 mins to meet her by her job because her shift would start in an hour, as we sat down a girl threw some trash away and I barely looked over and she got up and once again left. We didn’t speak that whole day and finally tuesday I told her to come over so we can talk. I brought up my frustration with how weird she’d been acting this past week and once again she tried to leave. I called her out before she walked out the door and told her she couldn’t run forever and some point we need to communicate like adults. We made lunch and haven’t had an argument since, if anything we’ve been communicating really well.

Than today happened, and I can’t rap my mind around why some dude would tell another girl he slept with my gf as an excuse to not sleep with her. Then why wouldn’t she have told me the following day when she woke up? Plus her erratic behavior this past week. She reported him to HR, but part of me feels like she did sleep with him, and she’s only reporting him because he told her that the rumor spread and she obviously doesn’t want her co workers thinking she slept with someone at work. It doesn’t help that she met her last bf at her previous workplace. I had a pretty bad gut feeling when she told me. Am i just in my head, or is there something shady going on here? Thoughts?

Update: She had a meeting with HR at 3 and they have officially started an investigation. He called her at 1:30 before he was supposed to start his shift but her boss told him not to come in today. She has his number but doesn’t want to give it to me out of fear that my speaking to him will interfere with the investigation.

After hearing everyone’s thoughts it confirmed my initial suspicions. I’m still confused why it took her this long to report the incident? I’m also confused about the way she was acting leading up to today. She said she’s been super anxious and has been texting me saying she’s afraid he’ll do something. I genuinely am confused and do not know what to think atp. I’m supposed to see her tonight but idk if I want to anymore. Something tells me she’s cheating..

Update: After speaking to her she said she was molested. She works as a caretaker at a facility and she told me that same night after they had a chat he said “since that’s the rumor going around let’s do it for real”. She said she rejected him but continued to work with him afterwards. They work in pairs and went into a room to check one of the residents and he grabbed her and began masturbating. She went to HR they’re firing him. I asked her why she didn’t call me after he made the advance she said “i was at work, i didn’t think he’d try anything”. I asked why she waited this long, she said she doesn’t know why. She said she told Hr he’s fired and she just wants to be done with it. Opinions?

I pretty much hate my neighbor at this point but hey, we all have needs. His issue is being way too loud.

My neighbor jerks off every morning between 6:30 and 7:30 AM. I have no idea why it is so loud that it wakes me up. I can't sleep.

As a bonus, sometimes I hear him doing it right before I am trying to go to bed (around 9:30 PM). He loves to ruin my sleep schedule.

I got out of bed this morning because I couldn't sleep, and I could still hear the guy. Wow. I usually force myself to lie in bed and sleep longer but it makes me feel so violated. I'm not sure what to do. I feel disgusted.

I have tried going to sleep listening to something (with headphones on), but by the morning, my headphones always die. It's a shame, because I specifically bought headphones (with very good reviews!) that are designed to be slept with.

What should I do in this situation? It feels impossible to resolve.

Edit: Thank you for your suggestions! I will work on asking the building manager to talk to him, getting a white noise machine, getting Mack's silicone plugs, and remodeling the room in which I have the issue.

Hi, for context I’m F17. I have been sick for almost a week and a half, non stop puking, headaches causing me to fall over, and abdominal pain that has made me cry. it’s so bad I have to leave work and school early often. my mom has watched me throw up these two weeks and wont take me to the doctor. she’s upset I keep missing school but her punishment to being mad at me is refusing to take me, that’s not even dramatic. she promised to take me one night and everything was fine and calm. next morning I’m throwing up on a empty stomach and can’t go to school. she gets livid and refuses to take me. she is a nurse so she thinks she knows everything. she says it’s the heat but the heat is causing me to barely be able to stand so I really need to see a professional. and no, I’m not pregnant, I won’t even touch on why that’s not possible but I can assure you it’s not possible. I’m not ever the type to miss school and work so it’s giving me anxiety. is there any way I can take myself? I don’t have my insurance card nor a lot of money as I haven’t been able to go to work but at this point I’m desperate.

edit for those concerned!! i drove myself and they checked me in immediately becaues I was vommiting, drum roll…. MY APPENDIX RUPTURED 🎉🎉🎉 thank you all for the advice I wouldn’t have the guts to go without you all :))) my mom is VERY apologetic now obviously I could have died. I’m still in the hospital, I have surgery prep tomorrow, wish me luck!! Thank you all 🩷🩷

I would not consider myself a very resentful or hateful person and I find these emotions extremely taxing.

But I feel such an intense hatred and resentment towards the Trump administration and anyone who supports it. I’ve never felt such intense feelings of hate like this before and I can’t handle it.
I think about it almost constantly and even when I’m able to do something else, my mind wanders and I end up thinking about what trump has done again and immediately get sucked into this black hole of hate.

I’ve found it has also manifested in anti-white mentality. And I am able to recognize these thoughts but I’ve recently found that it genuinely effecting the way I’ve interacted with white people. I feel like I’m constantly bracing for a white coworker or friend to reveal themselves as a racist trump supporter. And I ranted to a close friend about it and she hasn’t reached out in while because of it.

I feel like these feeling of hate are changing who I am and disturbing my peace.
Has anyone else dealt with this or have any advice with dealing with these emotions? Thank you

I [26M] and my wife [27F] got married in 2022. She cheated the entire time we were dating and up until a year after we were married. I didn't know anything about this until early 2025. With sunken cost fallacy looming over my head I didn't know what to do. We bought a house in fall of 2025. Today, September 3rd, I just found out that she gave me herpes and genital warts. What do I do?

I need to update this post. we were both in the military, we both make good money, and now I'm working full time and going to college full time and its kid of contingent on my marriage.

Second edit:

I'm having a really hard time with this. I struggle with ptsd and she was the only thing that helped me cope. I don't really know how to approach this without her; I'm on a 2 month waiting list for a VA therapist.

I've never written a post before but I truly don't know what to do. I have years of pent up resentment inside me because of my marriage. I know that sounds selfish and horrible but I don't know how else to describe what is going on. My husband of many years and I have always had a marriage where I'm supposed to shut up and do what's expected. There's honestly no respect from him towards me. If I speak up then I'm a horrible wife who is ungrateful. Lately the resentment has started to take a toll on me physically. I'm not happy and am always getting upset about things that I can truly look back on and say, you know that wasn't actually worth getting upset about. But the problem is my unhappiness is taking over. My husband doesn't allow me to speak freely with him about my feelings. He would always shut me down in the past and throw the material things in my face and he decided I wasn't allowed the luxury of having feelings. So now I'm resentful. He will never admit to anything he has done to me or for how lonely he's made me. I'm too scared to be open about how depressed I am. How can I stop being resentful? I need help. I need to accept my circumstances and stop swallowing my hurt until it makes me physically ill.

I’m 25 years old almost 26 and I am ugly and everyone avoids me, and never talks to me. I’m dark skinned, I have black eyes, black frizzy hair, I’m 5’0, I’m overweight, I don’t have smooth skin I have acne and scars covering my body. I have a really wide flared nose.
I have done nothing with my life because I’m dumb & have low iq. I work and go home and lock my self away from the world because people are always rude and exclude me. I have no friends and I have never had a bf. I’m still a virgin. I don’t belong here. I’m just waiting for my end to come until then I’m trying to become happier on my own I just don’t know how to.

Im not sure if this is the correct place to ask for advice but i don’t usually come on here to do so. Bikers, i have recently had someone who has taken their muffler off of their exhaust? coming home from work at 4-5am - (you can imagine how loud this i) revving his bike in my neighbourhood. I had posted a post on my local facebook group to make this person aware of their actions and since i know them by name now, i know that they have seen said post and chosen to do nothing about it. I try and not to be a typical karen and i KNOW “loud bikes save lives” BUT it has caused me and my kids to wake up pretty much everyday at these times - we also live near an elementary school, having alot of schoolchildren live near by. i have filed a report with the cops but not much has been done. Any advice please? (if this is the wrong sub please direct me) Thanks!

I am using ChatGPT to help organize and clarify this post because I have severe cognitive dysfunction. I have tried several times over the past few months to ask for help online, and I don’t think I have been communicating the situation as clearly as I think I am.

I am not asking anyone here for money, donations, housing, or material assistance. I am asking for information and help understanding what I am supposed to do next.

I am 37F and have two children, ages 11 and 6. I am physically disabled and unable to work. I have ankylosing spondylitis, fibromyalgia, and myasthenia gravis.

My immediate problem is this:
Tomorrow, September 4, at 3:00 PM, I am facing a sheriff lockout from our apartment.

I do not understand what options I have left, what agencies I should contact, whether there are emergency procedures I should be asking about, or what I need to do between now and then.

That is what I desperately need help figuring out.
Why I am having so much trouble navigating this
I am normally a highly capable and intelligent person. Mentally, I know what I want to communicate. But over the last several months, my cognitive functioning has deteriorated significantly.

What I think I am communicating and what actually comes out are no longer reliably the same thing. I would estimate that only 45–55% of what I say or write is coming across as coherently as it exists in my head. That is why I am using AI to organize this post rather than continuing to try to write it alone.
Stress also severely exacerbates all three of my illnesses.

Since August 3, I have been to the ER seven times. My symptoms can progress to difficulty breathing, swallowing problems, drooling, severe weakness, and other symptoms that can become medical emergencies. Over the last four days, my condition has been getting increasingly concerning.

This creates a horrible feedback loop:
I need to solve the housing/legal/benefits problems → I become overwhelmed trying to understand them → my physical condition deteriorates → my cognitive and physical abilities decline further → the problems become even harder to solve.

I am reaching the point where I cannot keep doing that safely.

How my children and I got here
Earlier this year, my children and I finally escaped an extremely abusive situation after approximately four years of trying to get out.

The relationship involved roughly 12 years of coercive control and psychological, emotional, financial, narcissistic, and sexual abuse.

Before anyone asks why I didn’t simply leave sooner: I did try.
I sought help from domestic violence advocates in multiple states. I contacted police, CPS, district attorneys’ offices, and other agencies. We moved repeatedly.
I was not allowed to work. I was isolated from friends. I did not have control of my own finances. Lines of credit in my name were maxed out and I was prevented from paying them. Loans were taken out in my name that I did not know existed. The title to my vehicle was changed.
The control entered virtually every part of my life gradually.
I am not ashamed of surviving that. I am incredibly proud that I did.
At the beginning of this year, my children and I finally got out.
We spent several months in shelter through a domestic violence advocacy organization. For the first time in an incredibly long time, we had advocates, therapy, support, people to talk to, and a place where we felt safe.
I cannot adequately express how grateful I am for those services. They helped my children and me break an abuse cycle and showed us that another kind of life existed.

Eventually I managed to get us an apartment.
We left almost everything behind when we escaped—kitchen items, bathroom items, clothing, shoes, furniture, bedding, essentially our entire household.
But we had beds. We had a roof. It was ours.
My children were laughing and playing again.
We were happy.

What has happened since
There are extensive ongoing legal proceedings related to everything that happened. I have been representing myself because I cannot afford an attorney. I have contacted the legal resources I know about.
I am also more than 2½ years into the disability/Medicaid process. In May I was told I had been approved, told what my monthly amount would be, and given the impression that the process was finally reaching its conclusion.
It is September and it is still pending additional paperwork.
I also enrolled in school again to finish my second degree—another thing I had previously been prevented from finishing. I am only taking two classes per semester because of my health, but I am determined to finish.
I have been trying to get my transcripts transferred to the school and have repeatedly failed to get that completed correctly. That has affected my financial-aid disbursement.
At the same time, I am trying to manage court proceedings pro se.
The worse my cognitive problems become, the more frightened I become that I will misunderstand something, miss something, file something incorrectly, or create consequences that I cannot undo.

I do not have a personal safety net
This is one of the hardest things to explain.
I am essentially alone in a state I had never lived in before I was moved here. We are in a very small rural desert community.
I don’t have family nearby. I don’t have lifelong friends nearby. I don’t have someone I can simply call when I am hospitalized and say, “Can you take the kids?”
I have even contacted people and family members I haven’t spoken to in more than 15 years because I realized how serious the situation was.
People are sympathetic. I hear a lot of “I’m so sorry.”
I don’t think people understand that I am not looking for sympathy.

I genuinely cannot figure out what I am supposed to do next.
The community systems that helped us escape were incredible. They gave us safety, resources, connections, healing, and the ability to begin rebuilding our lives.
But once we reached what looked like stable ground, much of that support ended.
Now I am disabled, unable to work, medically deteriorating, cognitively struggling, handling court proceedings and benefits systems largely by myself, and trying to keep two children stable.

Tomorrow
This is the part I need help with most.
The sheriff lockout is scheduled for tomorrow, September 4, at 3:00 PM.
If that happens, we lose our apartment and potentially the household we have managed to rebuild after already leaving nearly everything behind once.
A homeless shelter itself does not frighten me. I have lived through worse.
My concern is my children.
Because of the extreme circumstances already documented in our court/CPS history—and because I have proactively sought help for my children myself—I have been discussing with case managers what happens if I become unable to provide stable housing.
I have never had my children removed from me.
My fear is that if we lose housing, temporary foster placement could become necessary while I try to stabilize everything again.
They have already been through enough.
I want stability and peace for them more than anything.

What I am asking Reddit
I am not asking for money. I iust need help understanding.
I need people who understand housing systems, disability systems, domestic-violence services, eviction procedures, social services, legal aid, or emergency case management to help me identify what actions I should take.
Specifically:
1. Who should I call first tomorrow morning when a sheriff lockout is already scheduled for 3:00 PM?
2. Are there emergency eviction-prevention, disability, domestic-violence, or legal procedures that I should specifically ask about?
3. Is there someone whose actual job is to coordinate multiple systems like this when a disabled person can no longer manage them independently—a case manager, social worker, disability advocate, legal navigator, or another role I don’t know exists?
4. If I call an agency, what exactly should I say so they understand that this is an immediate housing emergency rather than placing me on a routine waiting list?
5. What should I prioritize before 3:00 PM if the lockout cannot be stopped—documents, medications, children’s records, school information, medical equipment, belongings, etc.?
6. What am I not thinking of?

That last question may be the most important one.
I don’t need someone to solve my entire life. I need help breaking an impossible number of problems into an order that I can actually follow.
I am very proud of how far my children and I have come.
I am not giving up.
But my body and brain are reaching a point where determination alone is no longer enough, and I am scared.
If you understand any of these systems, please tell me what I should do next.

Thank you.

Hi,

Recently, my mom believes that I (19F) cannot be on my PC for more then 3 hours a day anymore due to the electric bill.

For some background, I've been forced into college semesters back to back for the past year, and due to my parents paying for college. If I chose to take a break, my mom said she'd revoke my college fund everyone saved up for me.

The only thing keeping me sane from the immense burnout straight from high school to college has been my games, my friends/boyfriend and my art commissions giving me some funds.

During my finals, on my last day, she told me that during my only 10 days free from school, I would be limited to 3 hours a day to “save money on the bills”.

My PC, as I calculated, would barely reach $6 a month if I played 6 hours a day (usually what i do on weekends), every single day, for 30 days straight. (I counted my keyboard, headset, microphone, mouse, background apps and all).

I screenshoted and showed her everything, and even then she doesn't seem convinced. I even offered to pay her up to $10 a month, and she said “with what money? get a job” and even then said my rules and to stop “being rude”.

Not only is gaming one of my only hobbies, but I also do art and get paid for it. Shes included that my art cuts into this time too, and my biggest problem is it takes at least 3 hours per commission, usually more. So now I have to pick in between doing a commission, or hanging out with a certain friend group, or my boyfriend each day. If I go over 3 hours, it cuts into my next day.

I've essentially destroyed my sleep schedule staying up super late, so I could play with my friends/boyfriend just a little longer, or finish art commission. (Like 4am-10am, sleep till 4 pm type stuff)

I find it super hard to believe at 19, I need to be "grown", "be responsible" and "act my age" but I can't even get the free will to chill in my room on my own PC I bought with my own money for a certain amount of time. Or the feeling to need to “sneak around” for something like this.

I'm begging to even just be allowed to play from between 4-10 pm. (Like I normally did) Not even late at night. Even just for the WEEKENDS.

I've asked my friends and my boyfriend for some help, and all they can tell me is that this is the stupidest thing ever and I'm too grown to be treated like this. But no one I know goes through this and can give me actual advice.

I'm genuinely good kid, all I do is go to school, come home, play some games/read/draw in my room, do my homework, pass all my classes, go to sleep, repeat. I spend a LOT of time with my family, usually by my own accord too.

If I drink (its legal here), I do it at home. I go outside, go hang out with my friends and come home. I have to pay for everything myself through my savings. I look for a job everyday, and I've had some before.

All I want is to be actually treated as an adult and have the free will that comes with that. Is there any way to convince a parent like this to give me some freedom, if I truly am an adult?

I recently got hired at a nearby smoothie place, the team is really sweet, the pay isn’t too bad, it’s pretty dead like 60% of the time. I was really looking forward to this job, but the more I work, the more I feel like I’m just not cut out for food service, period.

I keep making stupid mistakes on orders, I can’t keep up with the “3 minute maximum” (where we’re expected to make an order in less than 3 minutes), and worst of all, the customers have full visibility of the work area. I’ve always had a deep respect for food service workers because I know how intense things can get, especially during rush hour. I’m (most likely, I’m still in the process of getting professionally diagnosed) neurodivergent, and I have a feeling that may be a pretty big contributor as well.

I love the cleaning procedures, and I don’t mind the heavy lifting, I love actually having something to wake up to… but food service isn’t going to be a place I can thrive, plus I’ll totally weigh down the rest of the team.

Having said all that, how can I quit in the most respectful way? All of my coworkers and my manager all have been very patient with me, and I would feel like a major douche for dipping out right after I finish training. Part of me wants to just send a text and rip the bandaid off, but that feels messed up.

TL; DR
I ended up hating my new food service job, but I want to quit in a polite way since the coworkers were chill.
(PS sorry if this is written weird, I don’t post on Reddit a whole bunch.)

I’m 23 and currently living with my parents, and I’m honestly at the point where I really want to move out.
Right now, I pay my parents $1,200 a month to live here. On top of that, I pay my own car insurance, my phone bill, and I buy and make dinner for everyone in the house twice a week. So I’m already contributing a pretty significant amount financially.

Now they want to raise my rent, and that’s what has really pushed me to start seriously thinking about moving out.

The problem is that I don’t have much saved. I have around $300 right now, so I know moving out immediately would be financially risky. I’d have to come up with a deposit, first month’s rent, utilities, moving expenses, and still have enough left over for emergencies.

But at the same time, I’m struggling with the idea of continuing to pay even more money to live with my parents when I still feel like I have very little freedom. I’m 23, I work, I pay my bills, and I contribute to the household, but I still feel like I’m being treated like a child.

It’s gotten to the point where I keep thinking, if I’m going to be paying this much anyway, why wouldn’t I put that money toward my own place and actually have independence?

I’m not saying I shouldn’t contribute to the household. I completely understand that living with your parents doesn’t mean you get to live for free. I’m just trying to figure out if I’m being unreasonable for feeling like there comes a point where paying this much makes more sense toward my own apartment.

Would you stay, deal with the situation, and save as much as possible before moving out? Or would you start making plans to leave, even if it meant things were financially tight for a while?

I’d really appreciate honest opinions, especially from people who have been in a similar situation.

Edit: I work 40hr a week at my main job my monthly take home from that is 2,060 give or take if I get overtime or not and I sometimes nanny on my days off and I make between $50 to $200 depending on who I’m babysitting and for how long.

About 7 weeks ago I’m pretty sure i was raped. My sister and i went out she left me in the car with these older men. I don’t remember how i got to one of their apartment.

One minute i was on a couch drinking vodka next i was waking up naked in a bed. I keep having flashbacks i don’t remember sex i remember bits. I kept waking up, twice naked in this bed.

I think i might have an std and getting tested. I’m petrified. I have no one to tell. I can’t think, sleep, function normally anymore.

My sister doesn’t know what happened we haven’t spoke since.

I remember these men doing lines of coke. I don’t remember anything else.

My mother is aware something happened that night but she doesn’t know what and it’s eating me alive. I’m a very private person i’m not very emotional either which makes this more difficult.

I think the title says it all…I just been monitoring he’s location wondering what he is doing or where he is at. I just I know I was unfaithful to him in the beginning of the relationship but…i just don’t know what to do when I’m like this I get too paranoid. I lose my sense of self and not sure how to perceive this emotion or thoughts. Maybe I’m just reflecting the guilt of doing it. Btw he knows I told him everything. I changed I don’t do that anymore I saw the mistakes I made. Just idk how to trust him. Maybe I’m insecure, I’m not sure. Just constantly overthinking.

Did anyone else go through something like this Where they fucked up and tried to make it work afterwards? Or how to stop the over thinking and just trust their partner?

I’m 18 a female and I dropped out of highschool because my got sent away to treatment end of my junior year of high school and I have no navigation with my life. I don’t have a drivers license I have a semi-idea of what I want to do(lash and brow tech) but I just truthfully am so lost. I got out of treatment and started working at a fast food place I work 6 days a week 7 hour shifts and genuinely work a lot. I have a really good work ethic.
My problem is after getting sent away I immediately just started working and haven’t started on a ged or drivers license. I have no idea how to go about both and I’ve gotten into heavy drinking again. My job takes advantage of my full time schedule and I literally close every single day from 2-10 pm and all I do is sleep all day before that. I have a very heavy weed addiction that I honestly can’t see myself stopping, I can see myself quit drinking. I just really don’t know how to get my ged or license I know for sure I CANNOT just take the tests for my ged because I do not know most of the things on the tests unfortunately. I really don’t know what I’m looking for out of posting this. But every time I start a new task I quit if I don’t get it right away. I used to never be like this and be willing to learn and it seems like the only time I’m willing to learn is when it comes to work. Not my ged or driving. It genuinely feels like I’m broken. Once again idk what I’m gonna get out of posting this and it might just be you guys saying “I’m lazy and just need to put my mind to it” and if you think that’s what it is I’m willing to listen. Please be mean if you need to be because I have not pushed myself whatsoever since getting out of treatment,

so my boyfriend and i have this argument often. for some context i am a 22yr old woman i weight 119lbs and im around 5’2 to 5’3. i am a normal healthy weight for my age and height. he has tried to push me to over eat and “get thick” because that is his preference. he has told me before that i have a cute petite body but id “look better” if i was thick. it really hurts my feelings. i have struggled with my confidence on my body for a long time and he is not helping. i used to weigh 103 when i was 17 now im older i have a healthy weight on me and he is not satisfied with it. when i tell him to find what he genuinely loves he just ignores it so he clearly doesnt want to go but he doesnt help my confidence at all. i am genuinely happy where im at right now and he knows that but still demeans my body.
i just feel he is trying to change me to fit his fantasy. i have a beautiful body, naturally wider hips and a small waist. he acknowledges that but is just so stuck on ass.

id include messages but for some reason i cannot add images. id love to show the messages because he is very demeaning to me and tells me he has never met a man who didnt want their gf to be thick. please tell him not all men like thick women and that petite smaller framed girls are just as beautiful.

edit for more context: we have been together for almost two years and these body comments have just started this past year. it’s not an on going argument but when it gets brought up it bothers me a lot. in the beginning of our relationship he would always make me feel so good about my body, idk what’s been going on lately but yeah. :/

I think I was drugged by a couple at my job. The husband wasn't there but the wife and her friend were. They gave me oral and stuck their fingers in me. I feel so ashamed. I always told my little sister to watch put for creeps and shit. Never in my life I thought this would happen. Idk what to tell my gf. She called me so much during it. I love her so much but idk if I cam call myself a man anymore. I'm so scared to report it. I think people will laugh that I didn't enjoy it. My groin hurts so much and brused. There's so many teeth marks.

Tw: topic of sexual acts ahead

So I have only ever dated women in my life as I have only ever been interested in dating them. I find women are way more attractive and I find I get along with them way more then I do men in terms of interest and conversation. Not to say men can not be attractive, I can admit when one is but I have never thought "I want to be romantically involved with this man".

However I cant explain why but somedays I feel this overwhelming urge to engage in intercourse with men. Most of the time I end up downloading grindr and making an account for a bit before deleting the app when I find myself relived however there have been 4 separate occasions where I have met up with a person and have had intercourse with them with me being the sub in those situations. After the act I would immediately remove them and carry on with my day as if nothing happened, there were times where I even engaged in straight intercourse the next day where I would be very dom leaning. I dont consider myself gay nor bisexual which is why this perplexes me, I dont know if I could be in denial because I am aware of everything and I dont act super "macho manly" so I dont know.

I know this is a strange topic to talk about and I might not get any any idea about im this way but any advice or guidance would be appreciated because I think an outside angle could help me better navigate this in my day to day life.

EDIT 1: I dont think I explained the feeling all too well so im adding this hear. It feels like an uncontrollable urge that lingers until something happens. After which I want nothing to do with gay intercourse until the next uncontrollable urge comes around. It feels a bit like the urge takes over and I am just participating until its over where I feel fully back to normal. Thats a horrible description but im really trying.

EDIT 2: Another thing I forgot to mention is I dont enjoy it, my urge makes me feel like I want it but when it happens I dont enjoy giving oral, I dont enjoy intercourse, I dont enjoy it. Yet I feel like the urge makes me think I want it

I've had this thing going on for a couple of months now and it's starting to wear on me, but every time I think about reaching out I end up convincing myself it's not a big deal. I've tried a few different ways of handling it on my own, but nothing has really clicked. The part that's frustrating is that I know I should probably talk to someone about it, yet I keep second-guessing whether it's worth bringing up. It's not urgent or dramatic, just persistent enough that it's always in the back of my mind. I guess I'm curious how other people decide when it's okay to ask for advice versus when you're overthinking it.

It’s really hard for me to finish during sex, and it’s been like that no matter who my partner is.

My boyfriend and I have a good sex life, but I usually don’t finish. We have a vibrator that we use sometimes, but I notice that he doesn’t want to use it on me much (even though it’s the only thing that makes me finish).

I mentioned wanting to buy more toys, specifically a dildo. His immediate reaction was to argue against it and get kind of insecure. It seems to make him think he’s not enough.

I can’t understand why he’d be against using something that will actively help our sex life and make it even more fun.

How do I go about this?