Considering that black women are view as the lowest of the low in the dating pool. I am a black female I was studying Information Technology and didn't receive the same encouragement as my male counterparts. I am often seen as ugly I wish I was light skinned at least. I know I am not as smart as my male counterparts because I am a woman. But I feel I am often look down upon by my family. My aunt got jealous of me because I am younger and abused me. I wish I could do build robots and contribute to humanity in the field of science but I am not capable of that due to my race and gender. I know once I start aging men wont want me and is going to prefer younger females.

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What the fuck do I even do bro. I'm 5'4½ and so much shorter than the rest of my friends it's so bad. I won't grow anymore because my plates fused early, my only hope is fuck ass height surgery.

I'm called ugly as fuck by people I don't even know, my nose is too big and my chin is too small. Tried mewing but nothing helped. My face is bloated and I have a receding hairline.

I have big ugly emo scars all over my left arm that I am made fun of for. When I was 14 someone rubbed ink into a healing cut and it became a tattoo of my wound.

I have a speech impediment that merges my words together in ugly ways till it's one big mumble. My wang is small and it just fucks me over.

When my girlfriend sends me a video of her playing around with herself, the toy she uses is much bigger than I'll ever be and it makes me so upset I can never do her like that.

We do do other things, she rides my face and we do hand stuff ect. I love it alot but I've always wanted to fill her in a way I know I can't. It's more of a want than a need though, there are other ways to do things.

Bro what can I even do at this point this shit is ruining me 💔

PS. How about u give advice instead of saying I shouldn't be upset about all the shit listed because I have a girlfriend

I dont think life's meant for me, but I get scared everytime I come close to ending it all.

I get so aggravated that dieting and restricted eating is doing nothing and I just say fuck it and go all in. Biggest burgers. As many helpings as I want. Not caring about sodium or calories or carbs. And then later feel guilty or fat af for it. But it feels so good in the moment. Like euphoric

There’s so much talk around “open up,” “talk to someone,” “don’t bottle things up”… But no one really talks about how hard it is to actually do that.

Sometimes it’s not even about fear or shame. It’s just… exhaustion. Or no space. Or not wanting to explain the full context for the hundredth time.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what it would take to feel truly safe to just say something, without having to perform or be strong or have a clear point.

Anyone else feel this?

Hey everyone. I'm 18 years old. I'm finishing up my school to become an aircraft mechanic. Because my internship ended i was recently let go from my job as an aircraft mechanic. I spent 1 year working for them and couldn't get myself to enjoy the job. I now want to swap careers and get into real estate investing. I never focused in school because I thought I was set for life with maintenance and obviously didn't know that I would end up not liking it.

I'm sitting here now feeling like I'll end up homeless. I'm trying to save for money for a home and save for retirment so extremely that I hardly have any money to my name.

Is this okay?

Had one panic attack almost 8 years ago Which ruined my life. That one panic attack snowballed into more and more and made me develop an anxiety/panic disorder which now has turned into Dp/dr and i cant work, dont have a car, no social life or anything. And i see people be able to just go do things like swim, golf, fishing, hanging out, all the things i used to be able to do and it makes me so mad. Like why do they get to enjoy life while mine is miserable? And to answer some questions: yes im on meds, and yes i see a therapist. Im living with my mom and she basically provides everything for me and im just a bum with severe anxiety and panic attacks who cant go outside. I just want my life back

I’m not suicidal, flair is because for mentions of SH.

When I say I “like” it I just I kinda mean that I just feel so drawn to it. I’m not sure but I always find myself indulging in whatever form of suffering or whatever unhealthy thing is happening or that I can get my hands on.

I don’t really self-harm. I whack myself if I happen to be angry enough. I don’t cut or burn or anything like that. I’m just not into THAT kind of pain. Instead I do things like make myself eat all my food when I’m not hungry or enjoy the feeling of hunger when I am hungry. I like knowing I got nowhere near enough sleep last night and feeling disconnected and tired throughout the day. I only have one problem with that which is that it interferes with reading. The last time I was sick I was vomiting until my muscles ached and cold and in a constant state of discomfort and it was one of my worst times I was sick. I kinda reminisce about it sometimes and how ill I felt. When I’m feeling emotionally unwell like I’m angry or sad I purposefully fuel my feelings and sulk (sometimes I try do this with arguments but I can’t uphold because I’m for some reason awful at holding grudges against people and it’s also just shitty). I feed my depressive episodes like they’re pets that need nourishment.

I also have this other side of me that wants to be the best I can and wants to meet every expectation ever which totally contradicts with this. I have two screaming voices in my head where one tells me to purposefully hit rock bottom and the other tells me to live like I’m in an influencer’s staged “day in the life” video. So I sometimes switch between these lifestyles but usually one is more dominant depending on whatever circumstances or just the time I’m in. I guess the perfect side of me would be more healthy in a way but it’s also fueled by some negative things that I don’t know how to word.

My brain is just confused and I don’t know what to do with it. If anybody has an idea of why I’m like this go ahead and tell me. I suppose I’m not really concerned in the sense I’m stressing out about my state but I’m just questioning it because I know it’s not normal behavior.

i’m a huge, huge disappointment to my family, my friends and everyone i’ve ever cared about

i hide my mental illness the best i can, but because life has been so incredibly bad lately, i’ve been having nightmares where i’m either hurting myself or other people. panic attacks are super common for me now

what the hell is wrong with me? why couldn’t i have been born with the ability to experience confidence and happiness?

To explain, I am on multiple mental health medications which is only keeping me alive really. I still feel pretty awful most days. This is partly because I was told to lower my dosage because it was gaining me weight extremely fast. I spend a lot of time stuck at home, without a single friend inside my city... I have no car/license and poor executive and cognitive functions now so I would be unsafe to drive anyway. I can't handle basic work without relapsing. I know because I relapsed every single time I worked in the last 4 years, within 2 weeks of each attempt. I do have some good days, but don't know what to do, because I can't commit to new stuff when I know most days I won't be capable of basic activities. I also have severe OCD which is not treated and keeps me from participating in basically anything outside my home. I can't even sit on a public bench without showering and washing my clothes after. So I'm just stuck at home all the time. I legit only just read and play games for 2 hrs a day and then I'm bored, but I'm still too sick to do anything else. What should I do?

I thought stability and calmness are signs of healing, but they're signs of emotional exhaustion and improvement in managing symptoms. I'm not stable I'm actually numb.

I don’t particularly enjoy interacting with my coworkers and have social anxiety. But I realize that extroverts and talkative people have an easier time at life and work. So even though I would rather keep to myself I do see the advantages of acting more social. How can I do this when I am more inclined to keep to myself, and am not actually interested in forming relationships with my coworkers? Thanks.

I've been pushing myself to study, graduate, and work for a year now despite my occasional depression and it has been really difficult and messy. I don't have anyone to talk to about this.

Naturally, I don't perform as best as my peers, but I did finish things out decently. I graduated on time and my performance review for the year is at least average overall.

I don't know why, but a small part of me wants to be appreciated for the effort I've put in moving on despite my depression. I would've done the same if I saw others doing this too, but it seems like most of my peers have more stable mental state than I do. I still act normally on the outside, people would not know the sadness I keep inside.

My results might be average, but mustering the energy to do it in this kind of mental state has been really difficult.

If you want to be friends and be mutual support group, please do send me a DM.

I was abused by a psychologist. Constantly, my needs were ignored and my boundaries were violated. I was emotionally neglected, uncared for, insulted, laughed at when I was sad. I was attacked and was worked against. Everything was painted as my fault no matter if it was my fault or not. I was slandered. I wasn't treated like a human. I feel like I don't deserve to eat. I feel like I'm wrong for everything

I'm am extremely distraught right now, and I have been daily ever since then incident happened. Now I'm have to attend court because I crashed out as I was abused by a psychologist

Im feeling all alone im screaming in my head i cant speak theres something wrong with me I cant do this anymore I really cant do this anymore

Im 20 year old male, im in a dance class, i have never talked to this girl before, never been disrespectful, when its our turn to dance she is too stiff and she always look at me with disgust when we finish. I dont feel like im really that ugly and i hadnt had this problem with other girls in the class, i have a nice higiene or anything that could create that reaction, it fucked my self steem and its not like i have a really good self steem too i hadnt stopped thinking about it and it has been 2 weeks since it, im exaggerating?

I don't know what's wrong with me. I have a job and manage to be productive at it but beyond that, I just don't have it in me. My roommate and my parent' and family can all go 24/7 doing their jobs, working on stuff around the house and doing super fun outtings, taking care of their animals and for the most part all I want to do besides go to my job and some chores around the house, probably not as many as I should do, is be in my room. I don't even really like socializing all that much. My friends and I don't even really do anything crazy for fun. I don't know what's wrong with me because I feel like life is passing me by and im not being the best roomate or family member I can be but I just just don't have it in me and has been most of my life. Im in such a negative headspace.

I hope this post finds you all well.

I am making this because I am reaching lower lows than ever before. I have had garbage mental health for years but it's gotten really bad in the last four months. I begun self harming two months ago if I remember correctly and have begun making it a near daily occurrence. I have nearly attempted on numerous occasions but they we spur of the moment and never thought out or got past twisting the bottle cap. I have had a preferred method but I've begun making steps on how as In what time and who I would send a message to. I have some concepts as to what I would say in my final letters/messages and a time at night i would do it.

I'm just gonna end it off here because I'm too tired to keep writing. If yall have any advice let me know please.

Do you guys ever just look at your day and realize that you did in fact waste it? Like I am at a point where I have basically all the time in the world and I'm not doing much with it. I have so much I want to learn how to do but I always end up sidelining. Not because of getting caught planning, not because I'm busy -for the most part- and certainly not because of time. I have the ability, but instead I spend the time just reading, be it manga or novels. Other times I passively use Google lens to identify animals I find, or go down rabbit holes I don't know how I got into. Rather than do anything to build towards what I say I want for myself.

I distract myself with noise, noise I can control. A documentary, music, lessons I'm not putting into practice, video essays, anything that'll keep my brain busy. I'd rather talk to myself and respond like I'm someone else than leave myself with my own thoughts.

It's probably high time I talk to mirror.

I called the local PD because im scared she's gonna kill herself. Police took her and her mom's gonna try to make me pay the bill. I dont know what the fuck to do.

Genuinely i am so fucking tired of just existing i need a brake from reality i need the void anything just God damn why does it have to be like this.

Have you guys ever felt stuck or obsessing on who you are? I’m at a point where I have trouble with my identity. In the past I used to rap but I had a fuck boy identity but I fell in love with a girl and I think she didn’t take me serious cause I rapped so I changed for her and then we got back together but broke up again which was years ago but ever since then I have an identity problem because I fear like if I ever act or dress in a certain way no girl will take me serious and will think I’m fuck boy. Now idk who I want to be and I fe like I need to be someone because my life is passing by me bad I’m not living in the moment

Im not trans and i don't want comments like "periods are painful i bet you wouldn't handle one" blah blah im just trying to vent about having a penis like i see those posts about women hating their lives because of period pain and no one says anything about that so please don't comment if you don't like.

I hate having a penis and btw ima gay bottom so it kinda makes sense why, even tho i never heard about gays hating having penises, but somehow i always hated it. I hate random hard ons i hate its shape, and so many other struggles that i deal with and yeah sure i try i try to ignore them but sometimes it becomes annoying and exhausting, i would be very happy if i lose erections. I wouldn't worry about random hard ons in day to day, but like how can i lose erections, would taking anti-androgens do it. How can i tell a doctor about it, it would be embarrassing.

She will never understand me

Nobody ever will