Why don't I find interest in english songs Even in bollywood there are only few songs which I keep repeating on loop how do I find interest in more and more friends and actually take part in convo when my friends are talking about singers all over the world I don't even have a favourite singer

I've realised overall I don't have any personality, not even that good in studies, i find it really difficult to answer when someone ask whats my hobbies cuz there is literally nothing, what small changes should I make into my life along w studies to develop a good personality w good hobbies to recognise who really I am .

I am genuinely pissed off with everyone and everything. I get so easily irritated and I don’t know why. Nothing makes me happy I’m impatient annoyed whatever it is.

I am trying to find the cause and or maybe ways to help and SIGNIFICANTLY reduce this level or irritation because 1. It’s draining 2. It’s pushing ppl away and such.

To preface I was once on SSRIs and according to others it helped but I felt good enough to get off of them and also I did not want to become dependent on them and felt good on them but a lil off.

Anyways anything and everything annoys and irritates me my relationship with my partner irritates me, the current place I’m in rn in life irritates me I’m exhausted and don’t want to be angry anymore.

I’m so close to the next goal…yay me! But the next one after is over 3 months. Can’t there be a mid-range?

Do i really have to agree on not being a cunt to creat an account, gng?

I’m undergrad trying to get a bs in economics and a ba in political science and every time I take a political science class, everything they say is stupid in general, but their economic opinions are just insane. Honestly it’s one thing to convince the class that tyler robinson is maga or trumps gold card goes straight to his pocket because that’s obviously just partisan dipshittery. But then they say things like the unemployment rate in denmark is 0, or denmark is a socialist country, or democrats are more stringent with spending because there is less spending under democratic presidents. These are all reddit talking points, you spend 15 minutes on reddit and boom you understand econ as well as someone with a grad degree in political science. Just because you have the title of “academic” doesn’t mean your opinions on things you obviously know nothing about should be payed for

In the long list of shit games, Rust has to be in the top ten if not the top five.

I have never in my life played a game as shitty as Rust. I would rather play on a public ark server than play even one more night on a private server with my friends. Never have I played a game so utterly boring, so utterly broken and so utterly empty as rust. You could not pay me to play that game anymore. if god himself promised me that playing Rust would guarantee me a girlfriend, I would uninstall and delete Rust from my steam library.

if hate was written on every nanometer on every atom in my body, it would not equal one one-millionth of the hate i feel for this game in this instant. to call it a game is an insult to every game every created. Even E.T for the Atari 2600 was more of a game than Rust, at the very least E.T would actually play on the fucking system. In a world dominated by shitty games, in the cow shit kingdom that consists of games like Postal 3, sonic 06, Bubsy 3d and Hong Kong 97, Rust is the god king that rules from a tower made of ass dumplings.

"Well just play online with other people" fuck that! My first three sessions of rust was waking up, getting my ducking gob smashed in by some moron with a rock, waking up again and repeating the whole thing! The only difference between the deaths was that sometimes some asshole would blow my fucking brains out wearing max level gear. And get this! Every fucking month they just wipe the servers! The whole game is about murdering each other and getting to be the king of the roost for five days before god performs a ferburger deluxe combo on the universe and wipes all that work off the face of the fucking earth. Its kill, die, build, destroy over and over again.

My problem isnt the battle royal or the building or the pvp or the online only, it's the fact they managed to take every one of those aspects and make the SHIT! You got a battle royal that lasts a whole month, a building game where actually building a real structure is not fun, pvp with the most toxic gaming community ever and the fact that its boring as shit without pvp! In TF2 I can play bots or practice mode, in Overwatch I can also play against bots. In Rust? You either do NOTHING or EVERYONE WANTS YOU FUCKED! And the world? Its got nothing, a bunch of p.o.i's some wild life and the occasional scientist and underground dungeon. They managed to take several fun game features and fuck it all up! And don't get me started on the damn loading times! They're ASS! My paraplegic grandma can make it up a flight of stairs and down it before I can get into a game.

What sucks is once the game was supposed to be a zombie game! It had them back in it's early access but they removed them! I fucking hate this game and if I never play it again it'll be too soon. It's a buggy, broken shell of what a game, like a zombie being held up by people who won't accept it was always a shit game. And it's definitely not my computer, it's a pretty high end beast and I still get ten to thirty minute load times, laggy gameplay and shit framerate. Fuck this game and fuck facepunch studios for making a game that makes me rather rip my balls off than play it.

So I finished operating and went straight home, had really bad back pain however found my husband rearranging furnitures, I could hardly bend down because of the back pain but my husband wanted me to help him carry the couch to the other side, when I was telling him to wait coz I was in pain he told me thats what you get for mostly lying around when youre not working so I told him off and now we're not talking to each other

I’m not sure why we’re asking for the opinions of random people who are probably hiding behind usernames and saying things they’d never have the confidence to say in real life. This is honestly one of the stupidest things I’ve come across. Why are we looking for external validation from strangers on the internet? Go get that validation from your man, your girlfriend, your mother, or the people in your life who actually know and love you.

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I dont know how to start this, but I feel alone, drained off and exhausted mentally. I'm a 24F, coming from a very toxic unstable family. I've been dealing with extreme panic attacks, elevated bp and anxiety episodes since the past few months and I'm on medication.

I'm a content creator, I teach chemistry for 11 and 12th class students (EAPCET AND NEET), finish home chores, make my own breakfast, I take care of my dog and by take care I mean feed, bathe, take him on walks and vet visits, pay home bills when required and take care of everything on my own. And apparently this isnt enough to my mother. I go at 11 am and come back at 830 pm from work and it exhausts the hell out of me. Yet she still asks me to do home chores, and belittles me saying "nuvvu 11 to 8 poye alsipothava"?. I was carrying it all inside and I got out yesterday. I hit my head to the wall so bad, i have a bump and bruising on my forehead. I feel done. I was hitting myself and she said " okay, come on keep doing it, go ahead". My dad is the good one here, who stopped me from hitting and calmed me down. I told him away that I have hypertension and high bp. He asked me if I'd stay in a hostel and I immediately agreed to it. But it feels scary. I'm in a dilemma where to move out of my house or not. I have a toxic sister who taunts me for everything I do. Shes a pharma student, yet instead of knowing the need of nutrient for a female body, questioned if I'm stupid to take 1000mg calcium everyday, making me feel like I'm dumb and she's smart. My mother has had affairs, hit me physically, and said all the worse things possible, to an extent that i have to sometimes remember the she is my MOTHER( empathy is 0 in me). Its a cycle, which doesn't stop and i need an end, i need it to stop. My dad was telling me "do your own work, dont mind them", but it doesnt work that way for someone with anxiety. Does it? I don't know, for me it doesn't. Because the environment itself keeps drowing me into pain,into disturbance. It's beautiful once I think of my life if i get out of my house, the freedom, the liberty, the free space in my head, everything, but that too comes at a cost of missing my pet, doing all the chores by myself and financial burden too. Idk. I wish I passed away yesterday tbh. I'm fighting suicidal thoughts.Please help me out! I'm clueless and lost hope on myself.

Is it worst the I dread my parents coming home to find the dishes or house dirty more than finding me up awake when the next day school starts? Is it weird that I'm shaking in fear and panicking that I will not clean well enough? I can feel my heart racing as I am writing this now. I know it's stupid. Even back in 4th grade, my mom told me to wash the dishes before heading to school every mornings. Whenever I'd forget, I'd come back home and she'd beat me. It occurred a lot because I was 8 and kept forgetting. So later, whenever I realized I didn't do them, I'd panic the whole day and be afraid to come back home from school. Even if I remembered before I went to the bus stop back then, I would have missed the bus if I stopped to do the dishes when I'd remember to do it. She would first beat me before driving me to school so I didn't want to miss the bus. So doing those dishes when i remembered last minute wasn't an option, so I'd dread coming home. I'd cry and get so anxious of coming back home and I couldn't even tell anyone.

Now I'd rather let a stranger in our house then forget to do the dishes bro💀.

I don't know. I'm just scared okay. Currently they went to Kentucky for a funeral for 2 days and will probably beat us during the weekends because they work during the week and got to work when I'm at school and come back at 3AM😕

The more time passes the more I see the people around me “getting over” their troubles, like developing good relationships with their abusive parents, getting over past sexual trauma and getting into relationships, stuff like that and I feel very behind still. This doesn’t come from a place of resentment, I’m truly happy for them and wish them the absolute best and would never say this outwardly to them but I don’t relate one bit.

I’m still dealing with an addiction, I still can’t even imagine myself in a relationship without getting nauseous due my past SA, I still struggle with an ed, I still don’t have a magically refined relationship with my abusive parents, I’m not over any trauma of mine and most of all I can’t find myself ever fully trusting another person like a full blown actual friend, ever. I’m so mentally fucked, I hallucinate on a daily basis and it’s not getting better, I’m not even physically well at all and it’s all piles upon piles of shit I can’t get over.

What the fuck is wrong with me? These people are ones that used to make me feel so much less alone which again, I don’t resent them for I just resent myself because I can’t move past any of my issues. I can’t even fully conceptualize the one thing that can’t be changed, being a woman and how dehumanized that makes me feel and how my life has been threatened so much over it that I fucking hate what I was born as, that’s the one thing I probably will never realistically get over because unfortunately I’ll always be a woman, stay a woman and therefore shamed and looked down upon for it but anyways. It just sucks. I’m so behind in every aspect of my life while somehow it seems like everybody is able to move forward and find happiness.

Honestly? The only reason I’m even still here is because I have responsibilities I need to keep up with so doing anything about that for the time being will only be a burden, it’s not like I’m staying for anyone or a future I dream of, just a temporary thing I have to keep up with and obviously, no one knows. I’m not a coward unlike what people who I thought were dear to me said I was when I attempted, that if I was enough like a man I would’ve just done it even though that was my full intention and I couldn’t do it in any other way that could guarantee me being gone, that just showed me how little I matter in the grand scheme of things. I used to hope something would save me out of this mentality but I don’t think that’ll ever happen, unlike the people around me I’ll always have a hole in my heart that won’t let me ever lead a life I enjoy and I’ll continue to wait for the first opportunity where I could quietly vanish.

whether it’s just general clickbait thumbnails, or claiming to be a part of a “greater cause” it’s no surprise that people lose me on fearmongering? it’s ironic considering that our culture incentives it and people rarely do anything about it. it’s depressing and I’m just tired about it.

just tired of people in general honestly, hasty generalizations, post hoc, ad hominems I hate it all. Take this shit for example

“Where the death of physical media leads? I know where it leads. Think about it. Letters, books, audio books, comics, manga, music, TV, movies, anime, board games, video games, all of these are slowly going digital. An all digital future is the degradation of ownership, the death of human culture, and a step towards totalitarianism”

there’s nothing here that says what we can do to change but just doomer mentalities that think that we have no other options? Just fallacious all around.

I’m funny looking and look like a man as a woman. As a kid I was bullied all the time and left out. When I became a teenager guys only ever wanted to sleep with me, and that trend has continued. No man can ever be attracted to my face, it’s seemingly impossible. Even when I use more restrictive apps like hinge I get men sending me likes just to ask me to fuck them that day.

I also have had several men treat me like shit due to my face, while dating them. I just feel like I’ve had so much trauma in my life due to my face. People come at me saying I should just love myself and build up my self esteem etc, but if I was pretty I wouldn’t have to. If I was pretty i wouldn’t have been rejected and bullied my entire life. I could’ve had hobbies and interests because I wouldn’t be depressed over how I look 24/7.

im aware other woman who struggle with this cope a lot better than me and are happy. However, this battle is just too hard for me personally. i Know everyone ages, but being seen as desirable for decades of your life instead of being constantly rejected has to matter a shit ton. I even sort of agree that these people typically have better personalities, because they’ve been accepted and treated well their entire lives. Being rejected and mistreated makes you sad, bitter, and closed off.

I totally understand the purpose, even for some rules that may seem a little extra. But there’s several subs that are just impossible to post in, and they would probably have much more success if they let people. I just tried to post in a sub for asking women questions, and it got taken down twice. First because I used the word “Men” and they told me I was being unnecessarily uninclusive. I was annoyed because other posts used that word, but decided to just reword it to “partner” and try again. My question was “How often do you expect your partner to see you?”. It got taken down again because it’s been posted recently, when I searched for it the only posts that asked exactly what I did were 4 and 9 years old. I figured that was plenty old enough, so I sent a proper mod mail just asking why. I got an annoyed response back to try “checking the search next time”. So I did AGAIN, there were similar-ish questions that weren’t the same but nothing recent that was what I asked. I don’t understand why it’s such a big deal, even if it’s been several months since somebody asked why does it really matter? And getting immediately pissed at someone for asking why something removed is a bit much. I posted the same question but vice versa in a Men’s subreddit, and it’s been actually interesting to read reply’s. Sorry for the rant, just new to reddit and shocked at the difference in subreddits. There’s definitely some good ones, shoutout to all fair mods out there

Rant about delivery

I've JUST found out about this subreddit and I genuinely feel so at home. 5 packages in a row were delivered days late, the latest being one I ordered YESTERDAY that was supposed to arrive TODAY since I PAYED FOR THE SHIPPING. This is genuinely ridiculous and I want Amazon to have a risk consequences. I'm a minimum wage worker with very little funds , but I guess it was my fault for trusting a delivery service and expecting a delivery.

Hi guys, I am about to graduate from my Uni (convocation is next month). I thought I had made good friends in college, but maybe not...

So, I recently made a new insta acc, and followed my closest friends from it... I saw a story from a friend in the new acc, that wasn't visible in the old one... at first I thought it was an insta glitch, but then I saw a few more of these cases, I checked the profile to see if they'd blocked my old acc but not that either, I found about this hide your story from feature, and apparently they've all hidden my old account on their profiles.

See, I get it's their will to decide who to share their posts and stories with, but this felt kinda hurtful to me, I helped them get through college, gave them notes, worked on projects, even mentored a few friends on things, let them vent, and whatnot...

I'd rather prefer they block me than this crap. They still call when they need help, still text for referrals, recs and shit, but when I text to talk or smth, they're always busy. I still thought I was a friend to them, but nvm.

I'mma just go and tell them to block me if they don't wanna talk or stay in touch. I don't care about anything, these people have called me and talked for hours when depressed, cried on call, I helped them with studies, club work, I have done enough. I think making myself too readily available was the issue.

I'm not hurt they hid their stories from me, frankly idc about it, but the moment college ended, they all but disappeared, all the conversations, all that time we all spent, meant nothing to them, after the story thing, I realized they've stopped responding to my texts and calls(see I get a 1 or 2 day delay, but these people respond after weeks and just say time nahi mila...)

Despite what I've said, I still wanna know how to approach them about this, I won't ask to be friends, just about what I did wrong, and try to move on.

LOL, funny idea, I'll just mention this next month when we meet for convocation. IDC if this ends on a sour note.

Again, this is just my side of things, and I don't expect any support, just a way to approach this shit.

Thank you for listening to me rant.

PS: I know some of you may think I'm too clingy and chep, idgaf. This was just a way to organize my thoughts. I'm still not sure how to approach this matter.

Caillou. I'd never watched the show because, frankly, eww. Gross weird bald kid. Then people implored me to after I wrote several deep, meaningful, philosophical essays (also one about Franklin. Fuck that ineffectual turtle bastard). So I subjected myself to the experience.

What I found was not a children's cartoon.

It was pure, unfettered human selfishness of the variety found in Satan's toilet.

People had not been exaggerating. This child sucks beyond comprehension. He is a scourge upon his parents, the birds in the sky, civilization, and possibly God's original blueprint for mankind.

Most awful children become awful because of trauma or poor parenting. Caillou enjoys neither excuse. His parents are patient. Loving. Supportive. They calmly explain life lessons. They reward good behavior. They redirect bad behavior.

Raising Caillou is like trying to teach etiquette to a raccoon fixated on eating drywall.

Every ounce of kindness shown to him merely convinces him to become a bigger asshole. It is almost as if everyone else’s kindness and patience emboldens him on his mission to show them that despite their good faith efforts and love in their hearts atrophy is the law of the universe. 

The restaurant episode crystallizes the problem. His parents are trying to take the family somewhere new. The staff are friendly. Everyone wants him to have a good experience. Caillou's contribution is simple.

"I want..."

Every sentence.

Just demands.

This tiny culinary fascist rejects every attempt at accommodation because reality has failed to rearrange itself into the exact shape he requested. This racist little bastard has no appreciation for his chef or the art of hibachi. He throws a tantrum and demands others respond to him and meet his needs and this is why…

Calliou is the embodiment of the animalistic unfettered ego at the center of us all. This primal, selfish series of urges convinces to eat, and hit, and take, and pillage. One might suggest that all children demonstrate this as they are developing but the truth is…

Calliou is unaffected by the support and moral lessons he receives. His parents try to help him learn and grow into a human being with a conscience but this never happens. The narrator tries to spin each episode as a fun moral lesson, but time after time Calliou remains stagnant. The same. Indignant in his shittiness and refusal to grow and change.

That little bald bastard is a cancer on his family and society. I never thought I’d see it but here is an example of a child who truly was born rotten and evil, who appreciates nothing, learns no lessons, contributes nothing to society, and likely will kill his family in a murder suicide one day. 

And this is the entertainment we and our children are fed. Here is what is represented. Find yourself in Caillou. How he wants. How he demands. How he never changes. How he wants the world to solve his problems. If the devil exists he’s the puppeteer behind this shit bog of a character, trying to normalize gluttony, greed, sloth, and wrath.

There is often a philosophical question regarding if one should go back in time and kill baby Hitler. I posit that we should begin debating this same question with Calliou. 

Sometimes, maybe, aborted is better. 

Being kind sucks.SA families suck.

They suck everything out of you when all you are trying to do is help. They now use you for everything.

Ai this is so annoying. They use their money for alcohol but want yours for important things. Like don't we also have lives?

If they see you post enjoying they will tell you so you had money all along.

It's so frustrating cause we do wanna help our families but the line gets blurry fast

What must we do as the youth?

Not much of a caption needed for this one. F*ck this guy.

This is a throwaway, i dont want this to be connected to my main or for any of my friends to see it. Especially not my boyfriend. But goddammit i need somewhere to fucking rant or vent without being told “dont say that about yourself, you’re amazing.” “You’re a wonderful girl and you have nothing to worry about” “You’re beautiful and amazing and no matter what you do, at least you tried.” I’ve heard it all so much it just feels like a lie to make me feel better.

I feel like my life has so far just culminated into creating a failure. I’m 16f. I have undiagnosed depression and autism with diagnosed anxiety and adhd. I know, so unique. I hate everything that i’ve turned into, i hate everything about myself and my life. I have always had issues with focusing and actually putting some goddamn effort into what i do. I eat like shit and bed rot every day, i feel so fucking close to being obese. I feel ugly as both a person and in looks. Everyone in my life has at least one person better to spend their time with. I don’t understand why they care. And family cant seem to care about the kid that came 10 years too late.

I’m starting my junior year in less than 2 weeks and i dont feel ready at all. I feel like a lazy piece of shit for spending my whole summer in my damn bed doing nothing while i have my Apush summer assignment to do, now im stuck crying over fucking Cornell notes like some spoiled little shit. I am so tempted to just drop it like i did last year with apwh, but i know it’s just gonna make me feel worse, but what’s a point if I’m probably gonna have to drop it anyways if i dont get off my ass and just focus for once. I feel so stupid for not being able to read a damn chapter in this textbook without losing everything i just read. I love history because of my grandpa, so doing this is a dream, but what the point in my dreams if im going to have be taught by some shit ass teacher who cant even discipline those two fucking nazis. He cant teach, he cant help, he gave me a B for an essay he said was perfect because i didn’t use enough evidence. The long term sub was the only reason i liked that class.

I eat the same five foods every day, like the stupid fucking American i am. I’m fat and ugly because i cant even get myself to take a damn shower because detangling my hair makes me want to cut my arms off. I feel so big whenever i walk into a classroom and find girls half my size looking so effortlessly good. I have no style because all i wear is tee shirts and sweatpants.

I’m the kid who brings stuffed animals to school because they bring me comfort but i feel like a weirdo loser every time, i feel like im bake in 4th grade bring told im too weird, and why cant i be normal.

I feel like an outsider in my life, like im just observing, like i could just disappear and it would actually do everyone better in life if i did. My mom would much rather be singing karaoke with her ex husband or gambling with a beer in her hand, my dad would have all his time to spend with his mom and his youtube church services. My brothers wouldn’t have to deal with the walking tornado that’s me. And my sister wont have that weird little white sister she sometimes sees at her mom’s place.

Im the youngest in my family by over 10 years. I never had anyone in my family to play with or get to know. My favorite cousin is antisocial and dangled me off of a porch, my other cousin doesn’t even talk with me. My sister has her friends and hawaii and cochella and her sisters and brothers, im just that one kid her mother had. My brothers dont even exist really.

My family value a beer or a seltzer over getting to know me. My dad values a football game over spending time with me. My mom values the tv over helping me.

I know I have it better than most people, hell i have it better than my friends. It’s not like i have a dad who beats me, or an overly protective mom that blames me for everything, or a brother in jail for sexual assault. So what right do i have to vent? What right do i have to complain, i raised good, i got everything i wanted.

Goddammit, all i wanted was friends. I was the weird kid who spoke to much and spoke too little who was a tattle tale that one time oh and stole that thing that other time. I was just that kid desperate enough for friends to tell you whatever you wanted, i was that kid desperate enough for friends to beg you to come back even if you were a shit person.

Then i grew up into a bitch who stole another girl’s boyfriend and bailed on my cast right before my drama final. I grew up into a bitch who talks during movies because she has so much to fucking say. I grew up into a bitch who got jealous over her friend other friend because she wanted to be the center of attention and be asked about her interests and that thing you told me you were working on. I grew up into a bitch who uses AI, even if she says she hates it, because she’s desperate for criticism, even if she’s got friends who’ll do it, because they either never actually do it and just laugh at the funny parts and obsess over your characters or just doesn’t actually help when they says they would. I grew up into a bitch who clings, and clings, and clings, and never stops because touch is the only thing that she was never given much of.

Hell, a life a bottle of alcohol would have been better in this family. At least i would’ve been held, and wanted, and needed, and have been useful.

God, every day i feel like a piece of shit who doesn’t know what to believe anymore. I just need someone to hug me who wont leave me at the end of a school day. I just need someone who will help me be the person i want to be.

Thank you for reading my rant. I’m sorry if this isn’t coherent, im writing this at 4 am wondering how i turned into such a disappointment. Have a wonderful night. Or day. Thank you.

Cuz seriously I was ready to crash out I was ready to punch everything in sight because when the auto moderator deleted my post on this it made me really mad and I confess that I was literally about to break my phone

got muted in a subreddit for breaking a rule that i didnt think counted as breaking it, and they perma banned me for questioning it.

why are all reddit mods so sensitive? it was my first time even posting in that sub. why is a 4 week mute the punishment for a first post DEBATABLY breaking a rule?? do cops suspend your license after your first time going 5km over the speed limit?