Honestly I don't know where to put this but something happened, maybe morally questionable, and I want to tell people but probably better I am behind a shroud of anonymity. So enjoy and judge as you like 👍

Last week, I got paid like I do every fortnight. Very nice. I continue about my life. The next morning I need to go a buy a couple of little things at the store. I get to the checkout and my card declines a $12 purchase. Hmm very weird, I just got paid. I check my banking app and see $-32. I'm in overdraw. Go to the transactions and see my account has been totally drained by... the fucking kids game ROBLOX.

I have to leave the store and go home crying the whole way. I had alot of things that needed to be paid for and I always cry in a crisis. I call my bank and get put on hold for aaaages. Whilst I'm on hold I find the contact for ROBLOX support and email them with a, "I'm not a 12 year old gamer why the fuck do you have my money?"

Finally I get through to the bank person, crying still, which was probably helpful because they're extremely nice saying "clearly you are not a fucking weird child spending $2000 on lootboxes, we will clawback your money and reverse these charges." Fantastic. Crisis averted. I get my money back next day and everything is swell again. Then, ROBLOX emails me back, they want details and I think, you know this person that stole my money should probably get banned, so I email back "hey my bank got my money back but here's all the charges and proof. Go get em tiger"

So now this is all over. Except that this morning I check my account to see ROBLOX refunds has sent me my money back. Again. So I got my whole pay check twice. So in a nutshell I really did get robbed and made my pay check in profit.

Ps. Yes im keeping the extra money. I feel no personal obligation to keep ROBLOX afloat. Ill take it as an inconvenience fee.

I adopted a dog from another country who was very young with no motor function- at all. I had surgeries and rehab done for years, he is very mobile with his front legs but due to a tumor on his spine can’t cognitively access his back despite having sensation there.

He’s happy, healthy, a straight up athlete in his wheelchair ( and moves around the house totally fine on two legs too) that allows him to be front legs only.

But then the tumor turned cancerous. I was away on a trip for work and came home to him emaciated ( my sitter is the best, my other dog is in perfect shape, I love her, it’s not her fault).

I truly want to die. I feel I failed him. He tried so hard just to regain motor function and despite back leg paralysis he’s in solid shape ( seriously- this boy hikes mountains in his dog wheelchair), and I’m about to lose him.

He’s only 3

I wish I knew where to post, but I needed to say it somewhere

I’m truly weeping ( and I’m not a crier) as I write this. He’s sleeping on my lap right now and I’m devastated. He tried so hard.

My dad said this in front of me (21f) and his niece (19f). I'm more pissed that I didn't call him out, I've called him out for saying shit like that multiple times but he always just says I'm overreacting or something and won't even try to see from my point of view, so it's like why even bother at this point. He wonders why I hardly every visit him. He insinuates that he knows that I don't like him but he's never actually tried talking to me about it so why would anything I say to him matter, he clearly doesn't give a shit about me. I told him years ago that I was depressed and he said "you just need to get a boyfriend" wtf. Okay asshole.

I am sitting in hall. I hope to god her life doesn’t turn out like mine, in her forties and still alone.

I just kicked out my boyfriend of 3 years because he relapsed on meth again, and he pretended he got arrested , but he was actually off having sex with random people for 15 hours while on meth. I just found out. And also today I just found out my 7 year old dog, Teddy, has aggressive terminal cancer and possibly has weeks left to live. He has his appointment soon. He isn't even acting sick at all, he is so happy and normal. I don't know what I will do when he stops eating and starts losing weight. I have to think about putting him to sleep when that happens. I can't see him suffer. I'm not sure I can handle being in the room , but I have to . I hate having to hold in cries.

I have cried a lot about my dog, when it bursts out when I look at him. He's my son and I raised him since he was a tiny baby . Idk if im crying about my breakup too. This is really hard. And I'm smoking weed and I'm very numb, at least right now. Everytime I hold my dog I want to cry . At least there is more room on the bed for me and Teddy now,,, I'm scared to be alone when he passes .

Any advice on how to handle this. Or anything. Thank you

What's one of the biggest lies which one person can say to another? For me it's "Time will heal all wounds". For me time can only bury some wounds and you can just get used to live with them.

Like wounds from being raped.

9 years ago I met a guy via internet on one of the popular online forums in my country. I've just broke up with my boyfriend so I wasn't interested in looking for a new one or something similar.

We just talked with each other - and it was really good. During time we become really great online friends. We talked about everything - good and bad things. It turned out also that he lives just few streets from me and we have mutual friends in real life. But still we had just online/phone contact. It was like that for few months 6 or 8.

After this 6 or 8 months I started to having a problems with my laptop. And he had a knack for computers so we decided to finally meet each other and he will take a look what's happening with my computer. He invited me to his place and I agreed.

I was thinking hmmmm... we talking with each other for quite a long time, we have mutual friends so why not. I can go to his apartment. Gosh I was so freaki* stupid.

At beginning it was fine - he fixed a problem with my computer, it took a while and then asked if I wanna eat with him 'cause he made a spaghetti and don't like eating alone. We were eating, he bring me a glass of wine also. And after half glass I've lost consciousness. Completely blank page. I only remember that few hours later I regained consciousness for only a minute and he was doing it with me... I was terrified and only asked if he used a condom. Then I lost consciousness again.

I have no idea how many times he raped me that night and how. I have no idea if he used a condom or no. I have no idea what dud he put in that wine - if it was GHB or something else. Except this one minute of consciousness during being raped I don't remember anything else from the night.

Also I don't remember morning after very well. I think I was just in so big shock that I just left his apartment...

I didn't reported it to the police or went to the hospital. Yes, I know it's stupid that I didn't and I should but I was scared. I was alone with this and I was so scared what will happened next.

In cases of rape my country has tendency to victim blaming ' why did you went there', 'why did you had skirt and not pants', 'are you sure that you didn't provoked him?', 'why this, why that'. I didn't want to go through all of this alone. Also maybe it's kind of stupid reason but his brother was well know lawyer so...

Did I told someone about this - yes my mother and my closest friend. Did they believe me? No. Both of them was 'Well, it's your fault you shouldn't go'. Yes I know but back them it wouldn't cross my mind that the guy with who I talk almost everyday for several months and would plan something like that. And he had to if he had 'date rape drug'. Now I know that I shouldn't go. But I really thought that we are friends...

I think it was major reason why I fallen into deep depression. I messed up with my master's, messed up with my work, messed up with everything. Now still my life isn't in great condition as I thought it would be... and meanwhile during this years he gets everything which he wanted - successful career, big house, wife and daughter. Why it has to be like that. Why life is so not fair that he gest everything and I don't have nothing...

I went to therapy. Well to be honest I had 4 therapists with I was trying to get over it. But still I can't. It's so deep inside.

And I'm so twisted.

I don't have problem with sleeping with someone. After that I was sleeping with other men. But I have problem with relationship. I just can't. I feel so dirty psychically. This dirt is so heavy and I cannot wash it. And I know that I should be alone - I don't deserve for anything else. I read multiple articles about that. I read that men when they getting to know that their partner was sexually assaulted they cannot handle it.

My current friends and colleagues at work keep asking me why I'm alone. After all I'm turning 33 this year and wasn't in relationship 9 years. It so bothersome. I feel so tired 'cause of this. No matter what I will tell them 'I don't have luck in love', 'It just turned out like that' they are keep asking...

I doubt if I will ever heal from it and will be able to have loving relationship. I get used to live with this memories, with this pain. I'm not clawing at my wounds everyday. It just sometimes it hits me back...

So no time will not heal all wounds. As I said at beginning it can bury some of them deep inside and help get used to living with them.

Do you think it’s dishonest to use a good pic of you in a profile picture in a dating app? I’m not that attractive but if I get the angle right I can look better than I probably I do irl. Sometimes I wonder if that’s dishonest. It’s still me but me under the perfect conditions

I just realized that I don't have to always forgive everyone. I don't have to see good in everyone. It's okay to leave things shitty between me and the people who have hurt me.

When I was a kid, everything that I did wrong resulted in my parents raging at me. They would chase me and shout at me, and then tell me there's something deeply wrong with me for being scared of them. After that, we would "make up", as in, apologize and hug. I remember not even knowing what I was apologizing for, but it was the only way out of the situation. Sometimes my parents would apologize to me, and I would kind of be forced to forgive them even when I wasn't ready to do so. I never learned how to really forgive.

Whenever I'm having a negative feeling towards someone close to me, I start feeling so terrible that I try to make it stop it as soon as possible. I find myself often explaining other people's mistakes to myself. Like when someone hurts me, I often think to myself "maybe they didn't mean to" or "they didn't think it would hurt me". And then I think to myself like "yeah that's probably it, I forgive them". And then I forget about it completely.

So, recently I have been starting to remember all the ways people have hurt me. It's so overwhelming feeling all the hurt I never allowed myself to feel. I'm not sure what to do with it.

Is that really bad to do it was just a habit I started doing one or two years ago my papa died and then in 2019 my dad died and then my dog Maggie passed away last year.

I went to chug an vitamin and instead of making the drink motion with the water bottle I briefly did it with the vitamin plastic conteiner, almost died of vitamin overdose, I will never be the same again.

Thanks for coming to my TED TALK.

So payday is in 2 days and I just wasted my last money on lunch outside with my coworkers cus I'm to lazy to cook. Now I have almost no food and I'm dead ass gonna eat mac n cheese for lunch tomorow, why am I doing this to myself. I ate 2 cans of baked beans in tomato sauce for dinner 🤣🤣🤣😭

To the sensation that you feel dead on the inside, that there’s no hope and that all of what you believed in was bullshit from the start. Like you just come to terms with it all. I still get up everyday. I still do things and want to work on things, but that doesn’t mean I feel completely hollow.

I sat down at a table with three seats (its a big cafe there were lots of other seats) i put my stuff on each seat cause i dont want this girl to come sit next to me. I usually hide in the library so she doesnt find me but this morning i was hunrgy.

She fucking moves it and puts my stuff on the ground.

Jesus, well lesson learnt im just going to have to not eat during the morning or lunch so she'll leave me alone.

As concerns about the environmental impact and ethical considerations of the meat industry continue to grow, there is increasing interest in exploring alternative approaches to meat consumption. One potential solution is to restrict the consumption of meat to restaurants, eliminating fast food chains and supermarkets from the equation. This could have significant benefits for animals, the environment, and the quality of meat produced.

Reducing Meat Production and Animal Suffering

If meat consumption were restricted to restaurants, there would likely be a decrease in demand for meat overall. This would lead to a reduction in the number of animals raised for food, resulting in less animal suffering. In 2019, the global meat production reached 336 million metric tons, and meat consumption is expected to continue to rise in the coming years. By reducing the demand for meat, we could decrease the number of animals raised for food, thereby improving animal welfare.

Improved Quality of Meat

By limiting meat consumption to restaurants, there would be a focus on producing high-quality meat. This could encourage farmers to adopt more sustainable and humane methods of raising animals for food, which would be beneficial for animal welfare and the environment. Currently, many factory farms focus on producing as much meat as possible as quickly and cheaply as possible, often at the expense of animal welfare and the environment.

Reduced Environmental Impact

The meat industry is a significant contributor to greenhouse gas emissions, water pollution, and deforestation. By reducing the amount of meat produced, we could help mitigate these environmental issues. In 2018, the global meat industry was responsible for 14.5% of all greenhouse gas emissions, which is more than the emissions from the entire transportation sector. By reducing meat production, we could make a significant contribution to reducing greenhouse gas emissions.

Accessibility and Affordability

One potential challenge to restricting meat consumption to restaurants is accessibility and affordability for consumers. Currently, fast food chains and supermarkets offer affordable and convenient options for meat consumption. If meat consumption were limited to restaurants, it would be essential to ensure that alternative options were available for consumers who may not have access to restaurants. This could include investing in plant-based alternatives and ensuring that these alternatives were widely available and affordable.

Conclusion

Restricting meat consumption to restaurants could be a sustainable and ethical solution to the environmental and ethical concerns surrounding the meat industry. By reducing the demand for meat, we could reduce the number of animals raised for food, improve the quality of meat produced, and mitigate the environmental impact of the meat industry. While there are challenges to implementing such a solution, it is worth exploring as we work to find more sustainable and ethical approaches to meat consumption.

I dont know what to do with myself. Just two days ago I was mourning and writing about my dear friend I lost in 2017. The day after, I find out another one has died. I never and will never get over the first one, and then it happens again. I have no hope. I’ve lost so many, I can only lose from here. I don’t know how to cope or recover. My heart ached everyday since 2017, I didn’t know it could ache more. Although I know death is inevitable. The pain is just unbearable when they’re young and close to you. Take care of each other.

Ok, so my friend and I have been dreaming about this high end adventure motorcycle and last week one of these was listed on an used motorcycles website, a 2023 model with a few kms on it. It was suspiciously cheap and me, being the rotten and cautious soul I am because of the lot of fraud and scams this country has on such websites, said it was too good to be true.

My friend on the other side, contacted the guy, took a bank loan and transferred money in advance without signing any paper; I told him that I was amazed on how stupid could he be, but it seems that for now, the deal is going. And now I am here wishing the deal falls so I can have it.

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I am realizing I am not the good person I think I was, I feel envy and I am conscious it is bad. I think about how he fucking sucks riding off road, I always have to wait for him when we go for a ride, and I believe this motorcycle will be too much for him. His current motorcycle... he barely uses it, never rode more than 100 kms far from his house, and now I have to bit my lips and clench my fist knowing this bike would be in his garage because I missed the opportunity.

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I must stop being such an asshole and feel happy for him, he is my friend. But, fuck! How pissed am I. I ride a lot, I have the money, I would make a better use of it. I shit on everything, damn!

Pwede kang magmahal pero di ka kayang ipaglaban.

Ever since I turned 23 some months ago I’ve been feeling very weird about the concept of time. I remember 2013 aka a decade ago was just yesterday. So when you guys were in your 20s in the 2010s, you must have felt about the 2000s what I’m feeling about the 2010s. I’m still living in the same room in the same house and it felt like time didn’t move at all. All of a sudden I’m in my 20s. What makes me feel crazier is that the gap between this year and 2013, is the same gap between 2013 and 2003, when I was 4!! And 5 years don’t even feel that long anymore. I’ve lived close to 5 times 5 years. Or more like 6 times 4 years. And beginning of Covid was 3 years ago?? And 3 years before that I was still in high school. Then 3 more years that Covid robbed us??? That’s already 6 years in total. I guess what I’m wondering is… why does time feel so slow and so fast at the same time? I feel old but I also feel like we are all pretty young. Like 1920 was about a century ago right? If I multiply my lifetime up until now by like 4, that’s a century already! 1920 doesn’t seem that long ago anymore….

The worst pain is having no contact with the person you're still inlove with, who at one point in time sent you message that would make your heart melt. And now you can only love them in silence from a distance. Slowly being forced to close a chapter that you never wanted to end😔💔