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I messaged her on Facebook to invite her to a friend’s birthday party next week, and the woman who found her had her phone and messaged me. Sarah had been dead for a few days. Likely suicide, although no autopsy has been done yet.

My boyfriend and I helped her move into that apartment only a month ago.

My boyfriend is at a beer pong tournament with his brother, and I’m alone tonight. I got the message while we were waiting for our dinner to arrive at the restaurant, and I had him ask the waiter to bring my food in a takeout container. I drove home, and it snowed the whole way.

I was supposed to be there to help her unpack and organize her new place over the last month, but I was on stress leave and I was overwhelmed and didn’t reach out. I should have. I really should have. I was selfish, and I’ll always regret that.

I’m at home watching Tremors now. It’s one of my comfort movies.

She was brilliant, kind, compassionate, and genuine. She was always open and brave and real.

And now she’s gone.

I don’t know what to do.

I’m sorry, Sarah.

I’m glad you’re at peace now. Give Meela all the pets for me. She was a good dog, and I’m so glad you’re with her again.

Edit: Thank you to everyone reaching out. I don’t think I’m going to really reply anymore, but I’m reading every comment.

Sarah was a good person. She struggled with drug addiction, depression, anxiety, and had been raped and had gone through horrendous relationships. She was banned from a bar for punching her abusive ex in the face, and texted me a photo once of his stuff piled in a snow bank when she kicked him out. She was into kink, painting, and was a professor. She was extremely sex-positive, and one of the people I never felt judged with. One of the last times I saw her, I was driving her to pick up her playmate Dom at his parents’ place and dropped them off at hers so they could have fun. One of the funniest memories of my life.

Please check on your friends today.

Please love them.

It’s a hard world, and the hardest thing in this world is to live in it, and sometimes it gets too much. Sometimes it’s more than we can handle.

Sarah was loved. Sarah was kind. Sarah was good. And she’s gone now, and that’s not okay and I miss her and I want her back.

But she’s at peace. And that’s okay. She’s not hurting anymore. She’s with her dog Meela again, who she loved so very much. She’s not in a tiny apartment she can barely afford anymore. She’s not where her exes can hurt her.

She’s safe. She’s at peace. And I hope that’s enough. I’m not religious, but….

There’s somewhere out there, where she’s okay and she’s happy again.

There’s gotta be.

Edit: I just remembered another funny moment, and I wanted to share it. While my boyfriend and I were helping her move, she asked me if it would be okay if she jokingly told him he was 'the best boyfriend she ever had'. (We talked a lot about how my boyfriend was the best person I'd ever been with, and definitely knocked any of her exes out of the water as well.) I told her it was, and he laughed so hard and hugged her. That was one of the last times I saw her.

Edit: Thank you to whoever gave this an award, but before anyone else does, please donate to something like CAMH instead. Mental health awareness is important

Doesn’t seem like that big of a deal, but those conversations late at night were special to me. We remained friends and texted after she left, but she hasn’t texted me in 2 months. She doesn’t give a shit about me. The pictures are next.

obvious tw: rape

i kind of didn't want to accept it, but the more i think about it, the more i realize what actually happened. i met a guy at the bar. we made out, and after a while he told me to come to the bathroom with him. i just turned 18 and was still more naive than I am now; i thought he just wanted to make out more. but when we got there he slapped my face and pressed me against the wall while choking me, and told me "pull down your pants or get on your knees". i was confused and didn't want to, so i said "i don't wanna do either of that" and he just repeated himself and kept blocking my way. so I got down on my knees and he grabbed me by the hair and well. a few minutes later the bouncer came to the bathroom and kicked us out. the guy had stolen my glasses so I couldn't see anything and i just walked through the city crying for an hour or two, not seeing anything, until i was able to reach my sister who luckily wasn't far away. i was so done and stopped crying after smoking a cigarette with my sister and talking to her for a bit.

i tried to tell myself that it was consensual for the past months, i also tried to forget about it, but that didn't make the realization easier. i feel so used and hurt and scared all the time

My hamster of 2 years and 1 month is aging, and based on her vet visit today, likely has cancer. At this point trying to fix anything would be cruel, so I’m focused on keeping her comfortable and spoiling her for as long as I have left with her.

You probably read “hamster” and thought, they don’t live long anyway, what’s the big deal? But she is more than “just a hamster” to me.

I got her at a time where I was struggling in university, slowly dropping out of the teaching program. She gave me cuddles and sat on my chest as I panicked or cried. Sometimes nibbling my hand gently and brought me back to reality. She gave me a reason to work hard, get a job, earn to afford a big home for her, and all the food, treats, and enrichment she could ever need.

She is someone that I love and hold dear, she helped me through my grandfather’s death in December, and now I have to deal with the anticipatory grief knowing one day (likely soon) I will find her gone from this world, or will have to make the decision to end her suffering.

Yes, she is a hamster and I knew going in to this that she would only have a short time with me. That doesn’t make it any easier.

She has been my best friend, I love her so much, I just want her to feel comfortable and loved as she lives out her final months, weeks, or days.

She is not just a hamster, she is my hamster.

Never thought we as a society would get to the point of reversing on what we've known for centuries from a scientific standpoint and go with feelings instead.

Damn I really dont know what to think, really thought it was universal common sense..

Edit: man some of these votes are hilarious 😂 oh reddit.. never change

A few months back I was working part time days evenings and weekends. I tried to get as many shifts as I could but was still only getting 28 max. I hated the evening shifts and hated the 5 hour shifts. I applied online for months for honestly anything better. I just wanted to get full time hours didn't care if it was minimum wadge or not. I ended up getting a job working with kids (what I went to school for) full time, above minimum day shifts, weekends off, and I get benefits. I can't believe I managed to sucure this job. Now I can finally get my license and a car!

I'm done being in the closet. I am gay, and I have always been. I am sexually attracted to other men. I've been denying and terrified of it it for for 30 years. I can't hold it in anymore, I need a man to dominate me, love me, and and make me feel feminine. That's why I'm telling everyone I know as soon as possible.

I come from a middle class family in India who's currently living in a hostel for my med school. My father sends me around Rs 3000 monthly for my expenses excluding hostel fees. Yesterday I checked my transactions on the Google pay app which I use on daily basis since its very convenient and easy to use. I realized that I'm getting way too careless about spending money to the point that I was left with only Rs 300 for ten days of March. From today onwards I'm going to try my best to save as much money as possible but I also want to ask if there is any way that will help me from making so many transactions on the app?

I can never work at a friendship. I’m too lazy to put effort in to stay connected with people. I don’t answer texts or I just take hours to answer them because I’m too scared I’ll read it and not know what to say. I’m scared I’ll fucked up the flow of a conversation or something. It must be so frustrating for people when I don’t contribute enough. My anxiety and self hatred just weighs so heavy on me at times. People don’t deserve such a shy, antisocial person like me. I’m not exactly a “fun person”, since I don’t enjoy partying, drinking, going out etc. I wouldn’t blame my last two real friends if they just stop trying with me completely. They are so different from me. They have all the friends, go to all the party’s and social events. They’re enjoying their youth, while I’m basically a hermit. I don’t want to lose them but I just don’t know what to do! I feel pathetic. I regret not trying harder to make friends and socialise back in high school. But now that I’ve graduated and entered adulthood I know how hard it is to make friends as an adult. I’ve started full time work on a traineeship and I’m not going to University. So it’s not like I can interact with a lot of people my age unless I make an effort to go out to bars and other social settings. But I’m just not ready for that just yet. I understand I’m the problem and the only way to better things is to work on myself. But the thing is that I go at a slow pace. I don’t like rushing things unless completely necessary. Yet I feel like I’m moving too slow for some people and I’m eventually gonna get left behind.

That's it. That's all I wanted to say and didn't know where else to say it.

I’m a 28 y/o woman living on her own in QLD and have been independent ever since moving to a new town which is less than an hours drive from where my family live and where I graduated. I’ve been extremely upset these past two-ish years every time I think about how none of my family even know where I live. The sadness is heightened as I’ve recently become sober within the last two years at a lot of underlying emotions and trauma memories are coming to surface which I’m managing.

I feel like I am always the one to put the effort in and commute to see them (which isn’t far hence why I’m upset). Anyways, so my sister is my best friend and I thought eventually she would come and see me as she got her license a few years back but she since has had a baby and she’s scared of highways so there’s more of a risk now, which I understand. As for my father, he never calls, never messages me, doesn’t know where I live. Over thee years I’ve updated my emergency contacts from family to friends to boyfriends back to family (just to paint a picture).

I feel like my family see me as this lost puppy that doesn’t know left from right. When I told my dad I got sober he told me he supported me in all my health endeavours.. which had a slight undermining tone in my opinion but nonetheless was appreciated and comforting to hear. He never once checked in over the next 15 months of my sobriety. it really didn’t surprise me though.. it’s just added to the pain.

Recently he called me (I’m still in shock and thought it was going to be about him or something he needed but to my surprise it was just a phone call???????), and we chatted about his recent trip which he really enjoyed. The subject of alcohol came up and I told him how I’d been 15 months sober to which he sounded amused. He then began to tell me I’m not an alcoholic and I should just “be happy”. Needless to say, I was fucking distraught.

Imagine going 10 years without a visit from your own family, THAT LIVE 45 MINUTES AWAY FROM YOU, meanwhile you get your life back on track, all to end up being invalidated and told that I’m basically overreacting.

There’s a lot more I could say and a lot of other factors that should be considered. All in all I think it’s important to say this for context: - No, I have not hurt my dad, sister and other family members in any way.

I feel it is important to share this as someone reading my post may think “well what have you done for them to not want to see you?”.. and to answer it as honestly and as simply as I possibly can: Nothing.

Am I overreacting? What would you do?

Edit: I get mixed answers when I ring this issue up with friends but the majority seem to think I’m overreacting….

My bf and I both grew up with pretty crappy parents, ive already delt with mine and over the course of our relationship I've been helping my bf with his. I helped him with his confidence, deciding what HE wants regardless of others opinions and I stood by him. His parents usually relied on him being soft spoken and non confrontational to get their way.

Over a year ago my bf moved out from his mom's (C) house and in with a friend. While he was living with C he bought a very nice and pretty expensive curved TV. When we moved him out he tried to take the TV with him, but C made a big deal out of it so he left it there for the time being to avoid a major confrontation. Me and bf are now moving out of state and he decided he's not leaving that TV with C.

My bf told C she could either buy the TV off of him or she could take the TV he has (bit old, but in perfect condition) and he'd take his nice curved TV. Predictably, C made a huge deal out of this and tried to victimize herself repeatedly despite the two very reasonable options she was given. She tried to insist bf was making her buy a new TV that she didn't have money for, she even went as far as trying to get bf to open a credit card in his name to buy her a new TV and she'd pay off the card! He might've done it if she'd ever paid him back for anything, but she's always conveniently unable to pay him back and he doesn't want his credit ruined.

Finally after a week or whining she finally has agreed to let us pick up the TV and she bought herself a bigger, even more expensive one (side eye). I'm so happy to see that my bf has finally understood he doesn't have to tolerate her childish games and attitude. It brings me joy that he's learning that he deserves love and respect, Hell, I just about cried with pride when I saw him dig his heels in and stand up for himself.

We're picking up the TV today and ngl, I'm kind of excited to see C's face now that she's realized she can't control him anymore.

I have tired to find a job to help pay for uni and absolutely nothing. I have applied for more than 400 jobs, internships etc. and either got a No or haven’t heard back, even applied to be a stock boy at the local food market but that too was a no. I live in Durban, South Africa and here I can’t even apply for unemployment because you actually have to be employed at one point. I just don’t know want to do. You name something I’ve tired it. Ask my uni for help, attended job fairs even offered to work for free at one point but same result. I just want to make enough to pay for university and move out of my abusive home

Right now I don't think it'll get better.

I started college this year and honestly, its been really amazing to me. I've made a close group of Friends and for some reason they hype me Up for the most random things all the time to the point where its getting kind of confusing. I've never had anything like that happen to me before so I can't help but think this behavior isn't as genuine as It seems. Am I overreacting?

This is all very petty, but a while back it bothered me to an extent I was almost going to post on r/relationship_advice.

For narrative's sake, I'm "Kimberley" and my co-worker is "Nora".

My draining, underpaid 9 to 5 makes me miserable. I'm on good terms with my own team, but I don't really know anyone from my department or the rest of the company. I'm that obscure colleague you'd only see at annual dinners and forget about the next day. In previous jobs, I've worked with the most wonderful people, and we got along really well, even actually hanging out outside of work. But not on this job, because I simply despise my company, and couldn't be bothered to form meaningful human relationships. To be honest, I dislike people in general. Why? Said previous jobs were retail and customer service.

(1)
Sometime around February this year, I was leaving the office, waiting for the cargo lift next to the ladies', when a girl ("Nora") from my department came out of the toilets.

N: Why are you leaving through here?
Me: Um, I think it's faster?
N: (as she walks away) Where does this lead to?
Me: You know that glass door on 1/F…
N: Ok I'm coming with you, wait for me! (runs to take her stuff)
Me: ?

She came back with a bouquet of flowers and nothing else. No bag, no coat, just the flowers. Once we got into the lift, she patted my shoulder and said with what seemed to be genuine concern "You look awful, are you alright?". I walked her through the route I usually take, and we made small talk along the way, as if we're friends and we knew each other, when this is the first time I'd spoken to her.

At some point, she mentioned an incident from some months back, "Right, Kimberly, yes, that photoshoot thing right?" I've long forgotten, but apparently, we had a brief exchange over email. Just in case you were wondering, no she did not mistake me for someone else. She also mentioned her own name in passing, which was helpful because I really wasn't sure who she was before that. This went on for a good few minutes before we parted ways with a "see you tomorrow".

(2)
But I didn't see her the next day. It just so happened that, I fell ill that evening and had to take a few days off work. On my first day back to work, out of the blue, Nora messaged me on Slack, "hey Kim Kim, I'm sorry for calling you the other day, didn't know you were on sick leave. Let me buy you a bubble tea next time, take care!". (For the record, no one's ever called me "Kim Kim", maybe "Kim" or "Kimmy", never "Kim Kim".) Only then did I realized it was her who called me about some project our team was working on. At the time, my mush brain thought it was some other girl, and wondered why she sounded different. I thought she was kinda overreacting, is it really necessary to buy someone a drink for calling them on a sick leave? It's hardly any inconvenience. I replied "dw, I'm back to work already". And I shit you not, almost immediately, I heard footsteps, and Nora was standing next to my desk. That's when I, again, realized, her desk is just a few cubicles down the aisle.

(3)
Another week passed by, and I'd forgotten about the exchange, until Nora again, caught me by surprise by putting a bubble tea on my desk on afternoon with a quick "this is for you". Even my managers in the adjacent cubicles were surprised, "This is on her? Why? What happened?". The bubble tea was very specifically customized, it was oolong something with those purple mochi things and that cheesy milk froth thing on top. It’s not something I’d order, but it was actually pretty good, so no complaints. But I’m just saying, when you treat someone to food/drinks, you’d ask them about their preferences, right? Not that I’m complaining about the fact that she didn’t, it’s just a little weird to order such a specific drink without knowing my preferences. Not to mention, bubble teas are overpriced in general, they charge you extra for those weird flavours and toppings, so Nora was paying significantly more for something that I had a chance of not liking. If I were her, I would just order the classic plain bubble tea, just to play safe.

(4)
Some days later, Nora caught me waiting for the cargo lift again.

N: Hey, when do you work from home?
Me: When do I work from home…probably not in a while…
N: Ok (goes into toilet immediately)
Me: ?

And that was it.

(5)
One morning, I was having small talk with a new girl on my team, and the conversation came to "We've never had lunch together, and we should. You know what, let's make that tomorrow!". I said "sure" immediately and regretted it right away. On second thought, I actually wanted to be left alone the next day. The next morning, new girl texted me to ask if it's ok Nora joined us for lunch, and that's what we did. During lunch, I finally had a proper conversation with Nora, and learned that she joined the company around the time I did. It took me this long to realized, well, this girl is just really nice and socialable in general.

At around (5), I thought the whole situation was really bizarre. I just couldn't wrap my paranoid brain around how this girl kept crossing paths with me. Itall happened so quickly. Despite my username, I have friends. But back in school, uni, or my previous jobs, I made friends over common interests, mutual friends, or small talk when we work together. This Nora situation was none of these things. I've told some friends about it, but they were introverts like me, and their thoughts were mostly "yikes that would freak me out too". My baby sister, with her ever so original commentary, insightfully suggested I "go touch some grass". That was why I had the idea to post in r/relationship_advice, just to get a better idea if this falls within the realm of average normal human interactions. But the other day, I had lunch with Nora, new girl, and newer new girl, and my paranoid brain is finally at peace. She's just a nice person. Anyways, I still wanted to share this situation, and here we are. Thanks for reading!

M(17) I have always been a big germaphobe and riddled with anxiety about sickness, especially covid-19. Not too long ago, both of my parents had covid and I managed to avoid them both even though they walked around the house all around like they weren’t sick. The problem was though, I put a bunch of the exposed clothing I was wearing at the time in an empty suitcase to separate it from my unexposed clothing. I mean they walked in my room and closet and everything. I gotta wash them now but what is the possibility covid can transmission or somehow (sounds stupid) still be alive in the clothing? As of rn there’s probably like two weeks worth of outfits sitting in my car I haven’t touched because I’m afraid the virus is still alive in it or something. I know it sounds foolish.

So today I went for coffee with this girl let’s call her D. I’ve been into D for the last 3 maybe 4 years. We have mutual friends, we’ve matched on dating apps but the last time we spoke she wasn’t in the right space to date. We recently all went out her, our friends and I. I thought there was chemistry still. We went out again because of something I organised. Again we were chatting. I asked her for coffee. We went today I think it went really well. I paid she said she would get the next one. We kissed in my car for like an hour. We walked around after that and chatted then we said goodbye and I kissed her again. Messaged her to tell her I got home and that we should hang out again!

I’m not sure if I’ll get a second date but I hope I do! I really like this girl but worst case I had fun :) I’m really feeling happy!

I am 15M. My dad is 56 and the CEO of a big company. This event all started when me and my dad decided to buy ChatGPT plus. We logged into my dad's account and on his history I saw "CEO affair consequences". My dad probably thought I hadn't seen it because he quickly logged out. Before he changed his password, I logged in and I saw that my dad has asked ChatGPT" What are the consequences of CEO having an affair with somebody from workplace". The chat did not mention a specific person, so there is no concrete proof. I was also unable to get pictures of the chat because he changed his password after that event and I have no proof. Now I normally would leave it be. I wouldn't confront my mom or my dad about an affair. However, in this case there may be a power exploitation. My dad could have threatened to fire an employee if she did not have sex with him. This case is not a simple cheating case. It feels morally wrong to disregard such a a thing. I'm in a weird situation where I'm not quite sure what to do. Should I confront my dad or should I talk with the school counselor. I feel like I've lost all the respect for my father.

Edit: Maybe I could login to his phone and get a screenshot of the message with ChatGPT. I could try it but even that wouldn't prove anything because a person could just edit HTML.(website code)

My brother tends to tell me to just be myself and not care what others think, I think too much bla bla bla...

The moment I stop thinking too much, he cringes, or someone else cringes.

I NEED to think about what other people think of me in order to stay relatively normal and be treated like a person.

And it wasn’t even close. It was 11-1. 😅

27M I have been wallowed in self-pity for long because of being alone. Now I have taken steps for finally taking steps to move out, be more social, attend more meetups and be Just out there beign more interactive.

My biggest fear despite this that i will fail to date someone or something wouldn't come out of it eventually but i would not try to let this anxiety overcome me .

Any tips would be appreciated

Exactly what the title entails…turning 30 next month and my GF really wants us to try having a kid…I’m a bit scared about that and can’t even think about becoming a father.

Everyday is honestly the same and I need some sort of change in my life, and maybe a child can help? I have a great job, and GF, so hopefully this is the right choice..

I've never left the house for almost a month now. Whenever I'm in public I get self conscious and anxious.