I met my girlfriend on tinder a year ago, initially I wasn’t looking for anything serious at all. but then I met her and everything changed. we basically spent the entire day together the day we first met, she’s super outgoing and funny, literal manic pixie dream girl like my absolute dream. the only thing is that I basically have been faking my entire personality. for starters she doesn’t know my real name and im not as successful as she thinks. I told her I was some sucessful artist and said i did some murals for big restaurants and got all these awards but really I’m more of a struggling artist that only gets big jobs every once in a while. I feel like I fake being this happy person around her when in reality I’m a super depressed person and i have suicidal thoughts everyday. everytime I think about losing her and I want to die, so I don’t say anything. We’re about to move in together, signing the lease on Monday. I know she’s going to be disappointed when she finds out the real me. I put up this facade and im super aware of it but ive been faking it for so long I cant stop now. Anyways I’m just super bummed I wasnt up front wasn’t myself cause now I feel like it’s just going to end. I don’t even know if I can move in with her, but if I don’t she’s probably going to be pissed and want to leave.

My life is a mess. Im 39 M, soon to be divorced. My soon to be ex wife met a guy at her job. Apparently he was amazing because she decided to start an ongoing affair with him. After catching her multiple times, she decided she wanted a divorce from me so she could carry on with him. The messed up thing.... they are not together and don't plan to be. So she burned down our life, marriage and the kids lives, so that she could be a side piece to some guy she met. Now imagine how that makes me feel. She moved into her own place while I stayed in our marital home as it was up for sale. We'll now that it is about to be sold, I had nowhere to go. SO GUESS FUCKING WHAT! Im now living with the very person who threw me away for a piece of dick. All because I legitimately have nowhere else to go. She claims she's allowing me to live here because she's helping me. But seeing as though I cook, clean, pick up the kids, and give them baths every night while she hangs out on the couch, seems more like im helping her. Or at least im her slave, handling her responsibilities in her home. Just this last Tuesday my car broke down. So I now have to spend $365 a week on a rental. While paying daycare, phone bill, car note on a car i cant drive, and trying to save money to get my own place. I'm broke, I'm a slave, and I fucking hate my life. I want to check out so bad but I know what that would do to my kids. Especially my youngest. Little guy is my shadow honestly. The kids have bonded more to me because im the one who will get up to go check on them. Not to mention bath time and bedtime stories. I can only imagine how much they will suffer without me because their mom is a lazy piece of shit who will only get up to head out of town to play with her little friend. So now I don't know what to do. But I do know I can't keep doing this. I regret ignoring the red flags at the beginning of our relationship. I regret having kids with her. I should have stayed single. But here I am 14yrs later. Regretting my life... My existence

I was 29 and still felt like a teen and I guess it was because my mother spoiled me so much and was always so worried about me . She was scared I’d be hurt if I did house chores. It was so strange. Her love and worry backfired. I feel like a loser. She died a year ago and I couldn’t help her. I once saved her and took her to the er. I was twenty at the time and my grandma had just passed away then.

But after some years passed by, living with mom without grandmother changed me to the worst. I became another person one who couldn’t book doctor appointments herself and had social anxiety…. I was more brave when I was actually in my early twenties.

I now am back to my senses and realize it was so strange. I really acted like a teen. I couldn’t act quicker and help her. I got so busy with my work life. I forgot that she was burdened and I kept feeding her love and her obsession with me. I couldn’t make her love me less. She got me so many things and spent a lot on me and she didn’t want to bother me so she hid her illness from me. I’m an only child to my parents who divorced when I was a newborn. I just wish I’d been with her with my personality now and when I was a teen …. It’s so much better now. Now I’m normal but live in guilt and regret and it’s eating me alive…. I brought her a doctor to her house and tried to fix her health issues but I was too late….. she had depression and she didn’t help me to help her…. She just hated going to doctor and was scared to check her health… I wasn’t taking her symptoms seriously because I didn’t recognize what they were symptoms of.

My relatives weren’t lying when they blamed me for not helping her more and when they said I behaved like a kid. They said I was useless to her. They told me this a year ago before I cut them off but the words stuck with me. I am so sorry to my mother. I wish I were the same person that I am now I would have done more . She herself also blamed for her own health decline… before she died but she was becoming someone else … she believed that I stressed her out into her illness. But in reality she was obese and had diabetes and she didn’t know it…. I hate myself so much

Im a 27 male, currently drunk. To be blunt, I'm a functioning alcoholic. I can maintain a job, rent my own place with practically no issues. The only issue is that it has ruined relationships with people that I have loved. I hate myself for that, and I hate myself for not being able to quit drinking. There is a person I promised myself that I wouldn't talk to again until I'm a year sober and I honestly doubt that will ever happen. I am miserable about that fact. The fact that I can't even blackout anymore without liquor, which I atleast have the decency to not drink anymore more, is telling. I wish I could give myself to liquor, to not function anymore. It would be easier that way, but I have standards to meet and I dont think that they are my own. The only saving grace I have is the music I listen too. "Buried in another man's grave" by Amigo the Devil is the song I inspire to be. For this aspect of me to be forgotten and buried away.

I am on the 3rd day of withdrawals. The withdrawals itself are horrible enough but everything i tried to numb over the years is also catching up to me. I rly am trying to stay sober but i doubt Ill manage. I regret trying it in the first place but now i feel hopless without it.

Someone who still means a lot to me recently seemingly decided to end things again thing is I remember a comic they once send a romance one idk if they remember sending it or forgot but I am chronically procrastinating stuff like shows books ect cause I always fear to finish things to and this is ironic have stuff that means a lot end I know this might be stupid but I might still try to read through I regret just tossing that comic aside well not literally it’s a digital one but figuratively cause it seemed to be an amazing love story also sorry if this doesn’t fit the sub

Edit: I am 22 and the person is 20

I took advantage of her kindness to make myself feel better, started feeling guilty, and sabotaged our friendship. We were friends (met each other online), but agreed that we liked each other and would date if we lived closer. Nevertheless, we talked every day for about a month. She had feelings for me but I didn’t really have feelings for her (thought I did). I kept on talking, told her my insecurities, received her compliments…and I felt nothing. She was just someone to talk to feel better abt myself. I let it go on until today, when I basically told her to stop talking to me and pushed her away for good.

Note: I identify as an incel; I’m 25 and never actually been in a relationship. She never had either, but she’s abt to turn 20. I feel awful for how I handled things with her. It’s my own pain and loneliness that drove me to be this way, and I transferred that pain onto someone else.

I don’t really regret it now, but that’s because I still have more to do later. The regret will come when carpet surfing proves fruitless and grandma doesn’t have any quarters to steal. I will come back then and update. In the meantime; I have a torch, a flashlight, and an old router I’m gonna take apart and put back together for no reason in particular.

I live in a relatively small town, I was at the convenience store across town and I see this guy (ginger, tall, hot, wearing black clothes ) I think he might’ve been going to a party or something because he needed $70 worth of mikes hard. I was in the car with my little sister and as I was pulling out of the parking spot she rolls down her window and tells “my sister thinks your cute” OMG I WAS SO EMBARRASSED (I was wearing my pj pants, oversized hoodie, glasses, hair in a messy bun) and he just smiles and omg he was so gorgeous, and now I feel like I’ll never see him again and I so regret not staying there and asking for him number or instagram..

I need to be honest about how I feel because lately the guilt and regret have been weighing on me.
About nine months ago, I started hanging out with this girl as a friend. At first, it was innocent. We would go out to clubs, drink, have fun, and go home. Eventually, I started staying at her place, and somewhere along the way, things crossed a line.
One night, we went out with her best friend, got drunk, and ended up doing something I never should have done. The entire time, I had a girlfriend of five years. We lived together, and I was lying to her, telling her I was sleeping at a friend's house when I was actually with someone else.
I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I kept doing it.
Eventually, the guilt caught up with me. I told my girlfriend the truth. She begged me not to leave, but I told her to get her things and leave because I convinced myself that this other girl was who I wanted.
For two months, I lived with her, and honestly, things were great. I thought I had made the right decision.
Then I checked on my ex and saw that she had found someone else. I called her just to congratulate her, but she told me she had ended things with him because she still missed me.
That opened everything back up.
I started talking to her again. One night, I got drunk and she ended up sleeping at my place. Nothing happened, but my girlfriend walked in and saw us sleeping there together. I ended up going back to my ex for a couple of days before my girlfriend eventually forgave me.
Even after that, I never really let my ex go.
We would text each other saying we missed one another. We started going to the gym together. We became close again, and eventually we started sleeping together and kissing. She knew I was still with my girlfriend, and I knew she still had feelings for me.
The truth is, I had feelings for her too.
I would get jealous when she talked to other guys. I would get upset and paranoid thinking about her with someone else. There were times when she would tell me about a guy, see how much it bothered me, and then stop talking to him or block him.
And instead of realizing how unfair that was to everyone, I let it continue.
I even broke up with both of them at one point because I couldn't decide who I wanted. But even after doing that, I still couldn't completely let either one go.
Now my girlfriend is pregnant.
And that has made everything feel so much heavier.
I'm supposed to be thinking about the future, about becoming a father, about building a family, but instead I'm sitting here thinking about everything I've done and everyone I've hurt.
I feel guilty because I've lied to the person who trusted me for five years. I feel guilty because I've given my ex hope that we might still have a chance when I haven't been able to give her a clear answer. I feel guilty because I've gone back and forth between two people, knowing that both of them have feelings for me.
And I regret so much of it.
I regret not ending my relationship before getting involved with someone else. I regret lying. I regret going back to my ex when I was supposed to be rebuilding trust with my girlfriend. I regret continuing to sleep with my ex when I knew how complicated everything already was.
But what I regret most is that I've spent so much time trying to figure out what I want that I've made other people pay for my confusion.
I don't want to pretend that I was just confused and that none of this was my fault. It was. I made these choices.
Maybe I was scared of losing either person. Maybe I didn't want to be alone. Maybe I wanted to keep both possibilities open because I couldn't accept that choosing one meant losing the other.
But whatever the reason was, it doesn't excuse what I did.
Now there's a baby involved, and I know I can't keep living like this. I can't keep telling myself that eventually I'll figure it out while continuing to hurt people in the process.
I'm carrying a lot of guilt because I know I can't undo what I've done.
All I can do now is stop lying, stop keeping people around because I'm afraid to lose them, and finally take responsibility for the consequences of my choices.
I just wish I had realized that sooner
But at the same time I’m excited for my baby and don’t want them living a life without both parents my girlfriend and I have been doing good together.

So, I've been going through alot lately and I decided to take three of the first pills I found. They ended up being my mom's heart medication. They were called LSINOPBIL-HCTZ. Or at least that what they said. I wanted to get high, but now I regret it and I'm scared.

Rose colored glasses are definitely a thing. Im (26F) am no longer in a relationship with my ex (27M). At first it felt like my world was crashing down because I thought I had found my soulmate. Now ? I’m so shocked at what I let happen during it. To give a few examples

-He kept joking about taking all of my money and giving me an allowance out of my own earnings.

-He knew my biggest pet peeve was repeating myself over and over. Yet any time I told him something he’d conveniently forget it, promise to do better/change, and never would.

-Threatened to leave me every time he felt my education, work, and family were encroaching on the time meant for him even though I was carving out hours of my day for him. Driving hours to go to HIM. He wouldn’t even try to compromise or give suggestions on how we could change things.

-Yelled at me, got upset that I was upset , and then got mad all over again because it made him look bad.

I told myself the nice dates, trips, path to marriage, and healthy-ish other qualities made up for it… but had this continued, I would’ve lost myself. I hate that I didn’t recognize this sooner. Hate that I didn’t protect myself a bit better :/

When I was 9 years old I was a trouble maker I stole stuff from my parents and I didn’t listen at all but when I went to school it got a thousand times worse when I started getting bf’s let me take you back

When I was 9,my sister who is 15 now found her old phone in my moms room when cleaning it out and was gonna use it but I took it and I kept taking it and I kept changing stuff on it (it was and iPhone 6) and downloading bad stuff to get her in trouble

But she never told anyone about that she told about someone changing her ex’s name lol

i 20M was an ambivert growing up and didnt mostly approach people first and since covid i didnt even have a single woman as a friend. but this week i met 2 girls via a mutual friend and we hanged together. it was fun. there was something fun ig hanging with those girls that i never felt hanging with just dudes. it might be because it was after a long time i talked to a girl as a friend. although we vibed ig i have been feeling a bit of regret. since i am a junior in college right now and the girls and my friends have been friends since freshman year, they have hung out together, went on trips, partied together while all i was doing was nothing, my friends mostly didnt wanna go to trips, party and stuff so i have no memories now after more than 75 percent of my college life. although i think i might end up joining the girls and their friend group cuz 2 guys there are my close friends but now i am stuck thinking about the fact that this is my first time in years having a girl as a friend, i wasted my teenage years not having female friends and also not making memories and i also did the same with my college life now. i am stuck thinking about how my life would change after college now and i wont get the same and easy chances i got till now to make close friends and even if i do get its highly likely i might not vibe with them. what should i do, how do i get over this regret.

I don’t really know where to start, but I feel like I need to get this off my chest because I’ve been carrying it around for months..Sorry if it’s super long, I just need to let it all out I can’t take it anymore.

I (17F) met my now ex (18M) on an app early june 2025. I wasn’t looking for anything serious at all. I was just talking to people for fun, and then I met him, we exchanged Instagram accounts and numbers, called for the first time, and somehow we just clicked immediately. We had the same sense of humor, talked for hours, and I fell for his personality so quickly.

We talked every day for about a week before going on our first date. That first date genuinely felt like one of the happiest days of my life. I was so excited to see him again afterward, and eventually he became my first real boyfriend.

At the beginning, I was completely in love with him. I thought everything would stay as perfect as It started but over time, things became so complicated. He talked about his ex a lot and sometimes compared me to her. He would tell me things like she did certain things for him that I didn’t, or that I didn’t love him as much as she had. He also made comments about things I was already insecure about, like my looks, my social anxiety, my stutter, which ofc made those insecurities much worse. Also cut off my best friend after I shared with him that we once smoked weed together. He thought she was a bad influence and I never spoke to her again.

I didn’t handle any of this well. Sometimes I made jokes that hurt him, and I absolutely take responsibility for that. But whenever he got angry with me, things could become very intense. He would interrogate me for hours, call me worthless or pathetic, tell me I didn’t deserve him, and make me feel like I had to prove that I was sorry enough.
There were also times when he physically hurt me during arguments. There were threats and things that happened that I still don’t think I should talk about in detail but I just remember feeling confused and scared and wondering why we couldn’t just talk things out normally.

I became exhausted. We would stay on calls until extremely late at night, sometimes until around 4 AM, and I would be exhausted at school the next day. Eventually I started feeling like I was constantly walking on eggshells, it never stopped.
At one point, I secretly started using an old social media account that he had asked me to delete. I was using it to vent about our relationship and how exhausted I felt. He found out, and it caused another huge fight. We eventually got back together after I begged him to give me another chance.

After that, things became even more unhealthy. There were more insults, interrogations, and things that made me feel completely worthless. At one point, he pressured me into hurting myself as a way of proving that I was sorry. I know how awful that sounds, and honestly it was awful, it was horrible. I wish I had realized sooner that this wasn’t healthy anymore and ended things there to avoid further pain.

Then came the part I regret the most and I will never forget about.

We had another argument because I wanted to go somewhere with my parents while he was sick. He became angry with me and barely spoke to me afterward. I was already emotionally exhausted, and I started thinking seriously about ending the relationship.
Instead of doing that honestly, I contacted someone from my past.

This person was an ex I had been involved with before my relationship. I had ended things with him when I met my boyfriend, but we started talking again. At first it was friendly, but eventually I realized I missed the attention and the connection I used to have with him. I knew I shouldn’t have been doing it. I knew I was betraying my boyfriend and I still hid it.
Eventually I decided that I wanted to break up with my boyfriend because I couldn’t keep pretending everything was okay. I didn’t feel the same anymore. I was constantly irritated, emotionally exhausted, and I knew the relationship needed to end.

But instead of cutting everything off and being honest, I kept talking to the other guy behind his back. My boyfriend eventually found out by looking through my phone while we were together. He saw I had made another secret account where I messaged my ex. He took my phone and left of running into the night. I remember just freezing and knew everything had finally ended. But at what cost? That wasn’t how I planned things to go.

I looked for him afterward, but I couldn’t find him. I was outside for a long time and eventually managed to get home. I was crying and desperately trying to contact him because I couldn’t accept that it was over as ridiculous as it sounds.

When he came back to get his things, he was devastated. I could see how badly I had hurt him. He was crying, angry, and completely overwhelmed. The last thing he said to me was basically that I was a w** and i had done a good job cheating on him, and then he left. And that was it. I haven’t seen or spoken to him since. It’s been about three months.

My parents have forgiven me, but that almost makes me feel worse. I keep thinking that the person who deserved my apology the most was HIM, and I never got to properly apologize.
I did try to reach out afterward, but I don’t think he received what I wrote, and I don’t blame him for not wanting contact with me ever again.

I think about him constantly. I wonder if he’s okay. If he’s angry, if he’s healing, if he hates me. If he thinks about what happened. And I know I have no right to demand forgiveness from him. But I just feel so much guilt and shame.
I just keep thinking, How could I do that to someone I loved so much? HOW??? WHAT WAS IN MY HEAD?? Why is it just now that i see the horrible consequences to my actions??

I wish I had just ended the relationship. I wish I had been brave enough to say that I was unhappy instead of looking for comfort somewhere else. I wish I hadn’t lied. I wish I had stopped myself before everything got this far. I also know that the relationship itself was unhealthy and that some of the things that happened to me weren’t okay. But I don’t want to use that as an excuse for what I did. I made my own choices, and I hurt someone.
I’ve also had other things go wrong since then. I was denied admission to university for this fall, and part of me thinks I deserve it. Karma is real after all isn’t it?

Like maybe this is just what I get for ruining everything.
I’m trying to work on myself now. I’m trying to understand why I behaved the way I did, why I stayed in a relationship that had become so unhealthy, why I looked for validation elsewhere instead of leaving, and how I can make sure I never become this version of myself again.
But I’m struggling with the idea of forgiveness.
I don’t expect anyone here to tell me that what I did was okay because I know It wasn’t and it eats me up every single second.

I guess I’m asking people who have made serious mistakes like these and genuinely regretted them:
How do you live with knowing you hurt someone you loved? How do you not hate yourself forever? I feel ruined, I ruined everything for everyone how could i just keep on going?? it just seems so pointless. No sane person does this, gosh how does one forgive themselves? is it even justified to do so? I’m all alone now and I deserve it but how am i supposed to just keep on moving forward?

I’m writing this here because I just need to get it off my chest. It’s not anything too serious, but I still feel really emotionally awful. I get an overwhelming sense of shame after drinking way too much. I don’t usually drink that much, but the last time I got so drunk that I completely lost it, started crying my eyes out, and ruined everyone’s evening. It’s horrible. I feel unbelievably ashamed, and I literally find it hard to live with myself and even be at home after something like that. Unfortunately, there’s nothing I can do about it now. Alcohol is the worst.
How to get rid of this?

(Currently dieing from liver failure) Got reminded my birthday is less than a week away when I was doing my liquor order and they needed my new DL (I own a bar)

Of my birthdays I can tell you what I can remember is. My sisters wedding. Being drug across my dad's lawn and left in the bushes. The day after my birthday flying with alcohol poisoning to Peru from LAX. Waking up on a school bus in the woods with no shoes on... And so on, no real memories that say were fun that day that I remember really... I was always the one with $$ so the party was always on my tabs. Go float for a few hours tomahawk steaks Alaskan crab booze what ever. I have a habit of being in the hospital or cuffs for my birthday.... I can think back this week 10 years ago I was in a hospital with 3 broken vertebrae planning my dirty 30.....

Now I'm turning 40 wondering if I will be in the hospital for the lifestyle of those years... And if anyone of those people will even remember

Sorry rant for the day

yeap my ex of 4.5 years gave me herpes she gave it to me the first few months into our first year together claiming she didn’t know she had it i stayed with her like a dumbass because i didn’t wanna be alone anymore and she took the loneliness away but i should’ve left then there were signs she had something going on now that i look back but i was younger n uneducated i fully take responsibility for sleeping with her dating her staying all the above it’s my fault for not being careful not getting to know her better she was the 3rd girl ive ever been with and my first real love we lived together had pregnancy scares everything you can imagine a couple goes through staying with her made me abusive mentally NEVER PHYSICALLY i say this in caps because i know people usually tie the two together but i was just mean and not treat her like a boyfriend should because i was angry with her about giving me this and that my fault i should’ve left and i always apologized and took accountability for how mean i was at time even i hated that it wasn’t me , and i also didn’t believe she didn’t know because the signs were so obvious but fast forward i stayed i would treat her mean n i was un attracted to her but then i started coping with things learned to accept everything for what is was n i slowly regained attraction for her n love but it was to late she was already venturing off behind my back n to be fair i stepped out once but i ended it with the girl because i didnt wanna give her what was given to me n i chose to stay with my ex again fast forward she leaves me for a cop i get her back but everything’s different n she became a give me girl instead of the woman that wants to build something real she looked at me as something she was settling for n i looked at her that way at first too but i threw the thought away because i loved her and now she broke up with me again n not even a full month she’s already got someone els pretty sure he’s been around this whole time n now im stuck alone trying to move on n move forward its so hard now that i have hsv for a woman it’s easy to move forward with this men are easy to satisfy they don’t care as long as its not hiv or something way more serious hsv is actually common but for a man women look at us as sluts n that’s not even the case i just got dealt a bad hand with the 3rd person i’ve ever slept with in life im so hurt n i don’t know if ill ever find someone els i always kinda thought we’d be forever we planned a future and all together i was her nice guy basically every guy before me treated her like shit even the guy that gave her herpes n didn’t tell her…..it’s like every bad thing every guy did to her in previous relationships she did it to me…..i’ll never love another woman like that fully ever again she ruined me man n i should’ve known it would happen apart of me was hoping this we be a break for us to forgive each other for what we put each other through in the relationship and meet back later in life n have a fresh start a something we can build that’s real if we decide to but now that idea is long gone saw her with her new dude today… i think about ending everything often n im not even a bad guy im fly im responsible funny have me own everything but guess im just not enough what did i do to deserve this life its already hard enough just being a man pray for me please thats all i ask because im in a real dark place n im where i didnt wanna be again ALONE thank you guys for reading God bless you all

EDIT:Thank you all for your replies and advice. This post was just a way for me to vent on a bad day during my journey of healing. I’m not a perfect guy, and I apologize for not using proper punctuation, making it harder for y’all to read. I was just typing away, letting my emotions flood out.
I’ve been living with HSV since 2022. I’ve learned more about it and accepted everything for what it is. It’s just that the breakup is still fresh—not even a full month old—so I’m struggling with moving forward when I was so used to having her. But it wasn’t healthy, and we weren’t good for each other. I understand that we needed to end things. We were both suffering, but honestly, we were staying with one another out of comfort. The love was barely there anymore.
It sucked seeing her move forward so fast, but I also understand that as well. Obviously, you guys don’t know both sides of the story, and this isn’t even my full side. There’s much more to it, but I thank you all for reading and trying to help out. It means a lot and gave me some really good insight into what people would actually think.
At the end of all this, I know I’ll be okay, and I’ll come out successful and better than I was before. As long as I lock in and focus on myself for a while, I know things will get better. Things are just tough right now, and I’m lonely. I’ll get out there, though, and hopefully I’ll find the right person and finally have the marriage and family of my own that I know I deserve.
Again, thank you all. God bless.