Pickle milkshake and buffalo wings at Epcot.

My wife and I were just enjoying our evening after a rough day at work at Epcot and we decided to go ride the Guardians of the Galaxy ride. The ride ended up breaking down and we were hungry so we left the line to go get something to eat (picture above lol).

As we were leaving the line a group of like six or seven grown ass men in their like mid-thirties started literally yelling “THEY THEM THEY THEM”, and laughing and pointing at me and my wife. Like yall I’m pre-HRT, I’m 6’-2”, I know I don’t pass amazingly if at all yet, but just between all the shit I see online and getting verbally harassed like this in public what seems to be more commonly now it drives me insane.

I don’t even know what’s best to do: do I say something, do I just let them be assholes and walk away, should I have bothered to report them to someone?

What’s so crazy is that they are doing this at Disney of all places like yall you’re around a bunch of kids what kind of lesson are you trying to set for them? They clearly aren’t Disney fans enough to know what Thumper would say on the matter🙄🐰

basically been seeing a guy for abt a week in a very casual and friendly manner. he's a complete whore (no negative connotation) like bc easily over 100 if not hundreds, multiple dates a day diff girl every night type shit. i don't mind that part really cause im not one to judge and he's genuinely chill as hell and I enjoy him as a friend regardless of whatever else.

im ngl he's very very much my type, im very attracted and a lot of our worldview and oddly niche stuff aligns to be brief. however due to like general life circumstances and things I wouldn't want anything serious now with him even if it was on the table which it really wasnt from the beginning, maybe in a further out future if circumstances align at a different place in life type thing yk. but I never thought either of us would be considering smth serious bc we both just came out of long term relationships and are in weird life positions yk.

last night we were hanging out and I (maybe stupidly) asked where I ranked on the roster. he said 2 out of 3 rn (he's traveling) but also that he felt weird ranking me at all bc we're more friendly. I feel like if it had ended there it would've been fine, just that didnt bother me bc I wouldnt have asked if i thought i actually cared abt the answer given that we're friends. that was abt what I was expecting anyways but he went on later to say that he would probably date girl #1 if he was here long term. i also saw them texting cause he has a billion people to respond to so he's on his phone a lot. their dynamic is a lot more cutesy/flirty whereas ours has basically always been super platonic (im like that with all romantic prospects though, just my preference).

I think he could tell it bothered me a bit at the time just in the sense that nobody really loves being told that someone literally likes them less than someone else and like watching her fuss over him over text being sick at home (my home, with me, which was obviously left out lmao). he brought it up again before he left bc i think he felt bad to be like oh it's not your fault / something you can control just general life stuff yk which i brushed off bc I get it 😭 didnt need to hear the comment again

idk why but that somehow fucked me over emotionally so bad, i cried a bit quietly then and then this morning since he left i've been crying constantly and feeling like I need to vomit/retching even while literally being in public. i have no idea why i'm having such a visceral reaction. it very much feels like it's coming from my body and not my rational mind, maybe just amplified by hunger or tiredness or hormones or smth idk, but it's such a strong awful feeling.

i can't understand what the base of this emotion is bc I'm not insecure in myself at all, I'm not jealous. im not wanting him to pick me or whatever cause i objectively dont think he should and I dont think it's because there's anything wrong w me. obviously I also barely know this guy and based off what I do know i didnt want anything anyways, so why is the concept of him wanting to date someone wrecking me so badly... idk I'll get over it it really isn't that serious at all, just trying to understand why I had such a severe reaction

bacon toast and smoothie

edit: this got way bigger than I expected so yes I have now accepted that acknowledging I shouldn't have feelings for him doesnt mean I didnt and that not wanting anything serious doesnt mean I didnt want him to want me yk. I do still think he is a good person who is unfortunately a sex addict although yes should not have been on his phone so much lmao. also I will be getting tested. also a large part of the crying is probably just hormonal something as I have been crying over random nothing for days now. also yes i am/have been in therapy. also I DID NOT MAKE THE BACON it was at a café like a week or two ago and I did not get sick

Dinner tonight is the homemade apple pie that I baked. Well, it'll be dinner as soon as the damn thing cools off enough to eat it. 😅😅

But yeah, in short, I'm trans and I'm basically going to leave the trans community behind.

They were helpful when I was figuring myself out and they were helpful when I initially came out. After I started passing and decided to go stealth, basically living my life without disclosing that I am trans to anybody other than perhaps a romantic partner and a few very close friends. No one in my life going forward will know. I will not disclose it to anyone else. I found that the trans community was not helpful. They were not supportive. And later describing the isolation and loneliness I was feeling because of my decision. I got told that I had internalized transphobia, that I hated myself, and that I was broken. That I was doing my transition wrong. And the only way to live was to be openly trans. And if not, I was not welcome in the community.

And this really hurts. A group of people who should understand me better than anybody does not understand me. After lots of nights crying and thinking and deciding what I'm going to do, and sometime talking about it with my therapist, I have come to the conclusion here that I will just leave the trans community as a whole.

I find that I relate more with cisgender people these days than I do with the trans community. I find that the cisgender people who know that I am trans are more accepting and understanding and more happy for me than the trans community has ever been.

The trans people I have met in real life have not been super great and I will be blocking all of them here shortly, no longer associating with them because their opinions matched the opinions of the people I reached out to looking for support online.

I have bottom surgery scheduled in April and after that, what will be the difference between myself and a cisgender woman? There are cisgender women who have chromosomes that match mine due to intersex people. There are cisgendred women who are born without a uterus. So between those two realities and facts in the world, what is the difference between myself and a cisgender woman after bottom surgery? Nothing in my eyes

It hurts to be thrown away by a group who was supposed to understand me, but at this point the trans community has hurt me more times than any transphobe ever has. I think it's because I know transphobes are idiots and I never took their words to heart to begin with, but a community who was supposed to be supportive and understanding me, openly insulting me and criticizing me, hurt enough that I do not wish to be a part of them anymore.

I wrote a memoir explaining my experience to cisgendered people and anyone trying to find themselves. Trying to build bridges. And I've decided to change all of the names, including my own. My name will not be on the book. I will use someone else's name. It won't be my story. It'll just be some woman's story written by someone I have never met. I will not claim ownership of this text. It is the stories of someone else's life. A book on a shelf at the book store that iv never read. I don't know her or the man she used to be. Because as far as I'm concerned, I'm no longer trans. I'm just a woman living my life.

Oreos and milk before work…

This has happened twice now. Last time was a couple months ago and I thought maybe I spent it and forgot. I leave my server book and money ($25) in my car hidden under a small pile of work clothes. Then, night before last, after I got home from a serving shift at 8 pm and before I went downtown at 10:30 am, it went missing again. So far it’s only $40-$50, and the only place I’ll occasionally leave my car unlocked is in front of my house in the suburbs. Nice house, safe neighborhood.
At first I suspected my brother, but I asked him and he said he didn’t multiple time, and I (obviously) know him well enough to know he would have gotten angry and defensive if he had taken it, and he was the complete opposite.
My mom thinks someone found an easy target and has been checking my car to see if there’s ever more money, but since it’s such a little amount I can’t really do anything about it.
I bought a teeny tiny camera and it’s arriving tomorrow and I’m going to leave my server bank in plain sight to see if it happens again. It just sucks because as an 18 year old who takes that money out of her own pocket, it makes a big impact.
Anyways… at lease I got it out somewhere…

Small edit;
Thanks for the advice for those who gave so KINDLY— however, I didn’t ask for advice and I put this in the rants and raves category so I could just get it out and off my chest. I am 18, I’m just now figuring out adulthood, I’m obviously going to make mistakes. Have some respect y’all 💔

Cinnamon roll, I run a business and this is my classic.

As title said, are there any sprinkle of hope for men?
Maybe I’m overthinking this or might be due to the fact that the people around me are just coincidentally shit, but ALL men I have met have had some sort of problems with themselves.
Either:
They’re really insecure
Their upbringing is so bad that it just makes them a fundamentally broken person
They lack the ability to understand and empathise

I grew up in a filipino household and so you can just imagine the neighbourhood: alcohol addicts are sprawled around the street, old uncles and unresolved husbands catcalling and looking at you when you’re 13

Like I got sexually assaulted by my grandpa, my ex sexually coerced me, my other ex was verbally abusive, my dad had commitment issues and deep rooted insecurities

Most of my friends that were guys were absolutely great and could keep a conversation, make meaningful discussions about things but when you go beyond a friendship, the way they have been brought up really shows.

I’m not saying all men are horrible but almost 9 out of 10 you get a girl saying they’ve had a bad experience with a man, or a male family member, or a coworker, or their husband. I’m also very tolerant of bad behaviour the first time but seriously??? Why does it happen again and agan

Looking beyond this, I think (a lot of) men are so troubled deep down.

I have given up with this whole dating thing 😭🙏

Hey gals, pappa John’s for dinner, I love this garlic sauce but boyyy does my tummy hurt.
Long story short - met this guy during the World Cup. Hit it off. He has a kid, that’s ok he’s a little older. Couple of dates in, something feels a little off. He lives out of state. I had this feeling I had to ask a question. I asked where his daughter lives, she lives with him. I asked where the mother lives, he said they’re separated but they live in the same house. I asked if they were still married. He said they’re separated. So yes, legally still married.
From this and other behaviours like oversharing and being too intense - I say we’re not a good match and should end things.
He keeps texting and asking how I’m doing every now and then. I ended it again. Never slept together or anything.
He told me maybe a month ago he was moving to my state and he’d be officially divorced in 2 months.
I said please don’t move if this is for me, do what’s best for your daughter and you. Don’t make me even a question in it…
Stopped speaking for a while
He reached out again - we’ve been texting a little. I just asked if he’s still legally married and he said it’ll take another few months to resolve.
I think I should cut my losses here and block. I’m by no means saying he’s a bad person for having been married before, I’m sure divorces take time and can be messy. But something feels off here and the LAST thing I’d want to do is date someone who’s still very much married???? Like what if he’s lying and just f*cking over his wife?? I would never intentionally do that to someone.
It just feel suss. Story has changed and he over shares SO MUCH about things & this situation. Time to go, me thinks. Shame, because we really hit it off

TLDR; pizza hurt tummy, not believing married man and don’t think I should trust him 🥲💔

Panera autumn harvest soup after eating a big burrito for breakfast. Turmeric and black pepper added!

Ladies, I need to vent. I missed my period 2 days ago, I had unprotected sex twice this cycle, I'm fine with it but I need to get a pregnancy test and my car is at the mechanic until further notice and I have no way of leaving my house to get a test!! And my friends are busy with work and can't grab one for me today 😭

I also have a nasty head cold and I took Tylenol but it barely helped 🫠 plus I had a reaction to it with hives on my face when I took it and I'm like gahhhhh!!!

My periods are regular and I'm having PMS symptoms but I have a new symptom which is that for several days my nips were ON FIRE 👺 and my sore boobies are currently announcing their presence every time I move!! My period should have arrived 2 days ago.

I am currently bloated, uncomfy as heck, and feeling like I feel like nothing tastes good. I may have covid and I have a test for that because my taste buds got really funky right after finishing the soup 🫠

Anyways, I'm sitting at home trying to recover from this virus and I have a trial day at a new job really soon and I need to be well for it because it's a physically active job and I'll literally be climbing fences and lifting 50lb buckets 🫠 But I feel so weak & dizzy this week I'm like, girl what!!!

Aaaaaahhhhh!!!

On top of this I'm not taking my ADHD meds because I've had anxiety recently and I feel way better without them although my brain is sort of slow and foggy and I'm exhausted this week!! I don't even wanna nap I just want to feel alive and active again 🫠 But I feel so crummy and sore, and I've been exercising more to condition myself for this job, and even a hot bath + extra sleep didn't help that much 😭

Gonna hydrate and eat something else which is strange bc I'm never eating this much but this week I cannot get enough of these burritos, soup, and even sweet things taste nasty to me and I normally love sugar 🫠

So yeah, I'm feeling crummy and exhausted and it feels like I rubbed broken glass inside of my sinuses. Aaaarrrgghhhh!!!

edit: Why am I getting down voted for a post that's 100% allowed here?! I'm a girl and I'm venting, lol.

Heyyy! so I am totally good with the idea of shooting your shot when you like someone. I’m tired of waiting and wanna be more brave about it (31F).

There was this guy (34M) from the badminton group (we see each other rarely), he had a little bit annoying energy like he likes himself a lot, but also I see a lot of life and fun in him.

We had a small talk a couple of times, and also I recently saw him on Bumble and gave him a like (I’m not sure he saw me there yet, or he swiped left).

So I decided - screw it - I’ll just message him (since we’re at the same WhatsApp badminton group).
I asked him the question about training, and he started very happy with ”Helloooooooo X!” and gave me the detailed info. We exchanged a lil joke.

And I decided to go a lil further by asking if he lives close to me - not the specific address, just the metro line area/ north (we took the same train once and I saw the station he went for). I asked him and he laughed that I was a stalker, and I was like - bro I just saw you on the metro. Then more than a day passed and he was like ”someone is stalking hahaha” and I responded the day later as well ”you wish hahaha” and he just put the laughing emoji reaction to it.

I don’t know if I should fully stop for now as it was already enough for him to ask me something back/etc. Or shall I go all the way and be like - the reason I asked where you live is to ask you out for a walk/coffee as a neighbour. ?

I understand it was sort of a first interaction and maybe it would grow to something else in the future (but we don’t see each other on the trainings so much anymore). And maybe it’s weird to leave the question about where he lives hanging without the follow up of offering to meet up.

But also he can just say no. And maybe it would build in the future when we randomly meet. Or maybe not and I should do it all now.

Please, advice!

Girl’s dinner - swedish sandwich with shrimp/egg

PS: I have a specific sense of humour and I’d also call someone a stalker as a joke.
the mentioned guy used it with many laughing emojis also.

Food is ramen

My boyfriend plays cyberpunk 2077, I'm generally aware the game is generally nsfw and includes sex scenes etc which I'm okay with because It's optional...

We were having lunch and I recently heard about something called jigjig street, apparently it's like a prostitution cite or something, I jokingly asked him what is it, and if he can show it to me, he got super defensive and started laughing saying hell no, I kinda got a bit sketchy because I thought he doesn't hide stuff from me, I'm aware I'm being insecure here but I then kinda felt sick to my stomach because we agreed prior when he downloaded the game that he'll not actively look/ play the avoidable sex scenes if they don't serve the plot.

Fast forward I started being a bit distant and started crying because of me misunderstanding that the sex scenes are explicit or like a porn simulator with ganitals, his first reaction was to immediately get extremely angry at me and kept saying what you think I'm playing a porn game, I explained to him that I'm not mad I just thought it's intercourse simulation with ganitals, which I'm still not okay with(I'm working on my insecurities and I'm aware some people are okay with it and I hope one day I can be too) he got extremely mad and started screaming at me because I cried I know I shouldn't cry over pixels but I'm more heartbroken that he wasn't enthusiastic about showing me, and I'm a very emotional gal so I can't control my tears, I'm also extremely distraught about the screaming instead of explaining stuff to me kindly, Am I overreacting?

NSFW tag just in case because of the topic

[ Advice needed !! Trigger warning: Isolation, coercive control ]

My friend of 3-4yrs has been dating this guy since I knew her. He met her playing an online game and they started dating since.

We use to all hang out together, me and my husband, her and her boyfriend and my best friend and his girlfriend. As time went on, I noticed she was less and less present with us. She was very timid and whenever I asked her a question her boyfriend would answer when I wasn’t even talking to him.

Recently it’s gotten worse, I haven’t seen her in months because her boyfriend doesn’t approve of her hanging out with us. Not to mention when I’ve been texting her recently it’s her boyfriend who responds. It’s very easy to tell the difference of how they both text, he misspells a lot and shortens words when she writes out sentences. Sometimes I text her and she replies, but often times it’s her boyfriend who responds.

When I tried making a girls day at the mall her boyfriend came along and stayed at the mall. I kept asking her if he was leaving and she said yes, but I had a feeling he wasn’t gone. I felt like I was being watched the entire time.

I invited her to go out again to a restaurant and she said yes, when I asked again a day ago she said her boyfriend made plans that day and she couldn’t go anymore. After me and our friends moved our schedule around to make it happen because we were excited to finally see her again.

I invited her to a music festival and even offered to pay her ticket, she told me her boyfriend didn’t want her going and wouldn’t really explain why. I finally got fed up and told her I can’t be friends with someone who lets their boyfriend dictate when I can see her.

He doesn’t provide for her, he’s a freeloader and makes her believe she would be nothing without him. He compares her to fictional characters and makes remarks about her body in front of me. Her self esteem is non existent and it hurts to see. I’m not sure why she’s so hellbent on staying with a man who provides nothing but mental torment.

My friend told me I can’t cut her off because it’s what her boyfriend wants. He wants her support system gone and he wants to control who she hangs with.

He lets her hang out with her other friends only if they stay at their house (he moved in with her mom and dad, so she truly has no escape from him) or if it’s something he wants to do.

I agree with my friend, I know it’s what he wants but I can’t keep defending a friendship that’s taking a toll on me. I feel like a horrible friend for even thinking about giving up, but it takes a toll on me every time I plan something and her boyfriend decides she can’t go. She tried breaking up with him before but he ended up convincing her to go back. She’s tried multiple times but always ends up back to him. I can’t save her, and I know that but I wish I could save our friendship and be able to see her more often.

Dinner is a sushi platter

**I'm a 29 year old trans woman, my boyfriend is a 31 year old cis man**

I've been in Virginia for about half a week now with my boyfriend and I have some thoughts...

I moved here from Texas by car and it was a VERY long trip (over 17 hours) and I don't think either of us were prepared to be in a vehicle for that much time. My bf did a great job driving for the most part, but there were a couple instances where I felt like he was going way too fast and following cars way too closely that I got legitimately scared multiple times throughout our trip.

I packed virtually everything I possibly could into my car (with his help I should add) and was pretty impressed that I fit so much in there. We spent our first day in the "apartment" sorting my movies and games and I went through and made the place actually look presentable. ​It was very clear to me, and I expected this going into it, that my bf is essentially still a child in many ways and it has only gotten worse, not better, since I moved in with him.

For starters before I moved in he did not recycle. I was shocked when he told me they do not have dedicated carts for recycling here in Virgina and he has been tossing all his cardboard in plastics in the trash... so one of the first things I immediately had us buy was a can specifically for recyclables. We had some frozen pizzas for dinner the first night and, by his own admission, he did not know how to use the oven..

I was baffled for the most part; he said that his mother always handled the cooking and this also applied to our pictured dinner from last night, the man had never even made his own hot dogs before- On our trip to the grocery store when we were going down the aisles when I would pick something up more often than not he would ask me if it was meant to be microwaved or put in the oven. This made me doubt that he'd even been grocery shopping before and on top of this when I asked him to pick out foods to have for lunch or breakfast he grabbed a box of cereal and that was it. I said that he had to eat more than just that but no, apparently most days he only has an extremely small breakfast at work (some granola bars and an apple) and dinner.

All of this is to say I'm worried that I'm going to end up mothering my boyfriend instead of being his girlfriend. Neither of us have ever lived on our own before but I've craved independence basically my entire life and because of the way my mother treated me and the fact we lived in poverty, I've been well equipped to be able to take care of myself on my own; the same cannot be said for my boyfriend who told me point blank he had been struggling here on his own until I moved in.

What makes it worse is in a lot of ways he is also emotionally treating me like his mother. Relying on me HEAVILY on the emotional side of things. Ever since we got back he has spent every night crying, forcing me to pretty much hold him like a child and comfort him until he eventually stops and what he is crying for is always the same exact "worries" and it's driving me insane-

He's worried that he's not doing enough for me, I told him I've never said that once which he admits is true yet he still says it all the time. That doesn't mean that internally I'm not actually satisfied, he is NOT a romantic and that is something I've craved out of a relationship for a very long time. When he came down to Texas to get me I asked if he could buy me a nice dress to wear out for our date after I worked my last shift and initially he offered to give me one of his old BAND SHIRTS of a band I don't even fucking know to wear instead. I was so, so hurt that I told him forget about the dress and I'd just keep my work clothes on which made him double back and ask for my size because he wanted to "get me a dress", yeah right.

Our "apartment" which is really just a duplex, is quite small and lacking in a lot of furniture. A majority of my clothes are still in my car because I have nowhere to store them. I said we would have to buy me a dresser but he refuses to buy furniture for... reasons? So alternatively I said we can share the space in his dresser and his response? I can have a single drawer. His dresser has seven.

He said he's worried about the finances despite telling me he had it added up where we would have $1500 saved after all the bills even WITHOUT me working a job yet all the way through December. But he makes it sound like I'm draining him financially despite contributing equally, if not more, for everything so far.

I paid for gas for the entire trip, every single fill up which was at least $200. He paid for our few food/restaurant stops by comparison which I have to imagine were a fair bit less overall. We both paid for one night at a hotel which roughly cost the same. I paid for the first day of shopping for home goods ($200 again) he paid for yesterday's groceries ($155). I paid to restart my own car insurance on a separate plan, ($165) hell I even bought us tickets to see Godzilla in IMAX (which were not cheap) at a theater that's over an hour away because we live in the middle of fucking nowhere.

By comparison where I lived in Texas, DFW, my favorite theater was a half hour drive and it was also at a mall that had plenty of things to do that I loved. EVERYTHING that I loved was in Texas, it was my home for almost three decades and leaving it was the most painful thing I've ever done. He hasn't shown me enough love and appreciation for how hard and taxing that decision has been on me. He kept his life, something I've told him time and time again but he just doesn't fucking get it. His family house, with all of his belongings he got to keep, is about a 10 minute drive from here and they all still live there. He still has his friends, his coworkers, his job, all his favorite places and what do I have? Nothing. Nothing but him and the few important momentos that I was able to bring with me.

But I haven't been able to tell him how much I miss home already, how I hate that I couldn't give my mother at least one more week of rent so she wouldn't have the power shut off. How it hurt to have to hug her and tell her goodbye only for her to call me not even an hour later threatening to kill herself and our pets, causing me to call the police for a wellness check. I left the job that I loved with coworkers that were supportive of my transition and saw me for who I was. My best friends I've known since elementary school that I was only starting to be myself around, my best friend that called me his sister.

It all hurts so so much, I wanted time to mourn the life I had to sacrifice if I wanted to get away from my abuser and live as a woman. But what is my boyfriend doing? Complaining to me that he didn't sleep well because he was a little on the edge of the bed last night so he's going to need to take a nap when he gets off work.

I haven't even mentioned the fact that he has potentially given me an STD. Something the clinician belived to be impetigo that I got shortly after I met him in person for the first time back in August. I attributed it to one of our dogs that had a fungal/bacterial infection that my mother did nothing about, however despite the rashes clearing up after my initial round of medication, it has slowly started coming back; even after moving out of my house. So I'm terrified I've contracted something from my boyfriend even though he swears up and down he's never had sex before. The impetigo, or whatever the hell it is, makes me feel horrible about myself and if I got it from him and this is something I'll have to live the rest of my life with...

It's just... this is not what I wanted out of our relationship. I don't want to teach my boyfriend basic essentials about living that he should have known for decades now (he's 31) just because his real mother babied him too much (he had been going down there for dinner every night up until now), I don't want to nurse my boyfriend every night and tell him mommy is here. I want a MAN who will take care of me and let ME be the vulnerable one, I shouldn't be the rock when I'm crumbling into pieces. ​

Dinner: Hot dogs and fast food style fries

I have an iPad but I don’t use it as much as I want to ! I use it for things like Twitch, Pinterest, YouTube and Indeed ( and other job apps ) but I feel like I’m not using to its full potential idk. This thing was expensive so I just want utilize it more lol

Dinner: Squid ink seafood pasta with caviar I had in Moldova.

Long one but the way I met my boyfriend and how things lined up between us is a story I want to share here!

First off: I wasn't trying to snatch my friends ex! I never heard of him before and she prefaced that they were childhood friends and each others first love as TEENAGERS.
He found her on facebook after roughly 15 years of no contact and decided to reach out. She was also dating someone at the time. It was simply a catch up for the sake of curiosity.

And me, well I was only there because I broke up with my fiance literally the day before and the planned weekend trip with him fell through obviously.

That was May 2025 in said friends backyard. It was a chill hang out and we all clicked immediately.
But my friend (now ex friend but for other reasons) told him to delete mine and my other (male) friends number after we exchanged contacts.
Her reasoning: I just don't want y'all to stay in touch. ???????
Ok whatever.
My friendship with her was already strained at this point and I wasn't in the mood for more drama.
I needed to process my own break up anyway.

Only one little thing...neither of us two actually deleted anything. (Without knowing the other did the same so)
We told her "fine" and left it at that.

In October 2025 I cut contact with her over a whole series of unrelated problems and drama she caused me.

January 2026 rolls around and I randomly message him out of curiosity. I really had nothing in the back of my mind, I didn't even expect an answer but he did.

He wrote something along the lines: "Of course I remember you, because in fact, I didn't delete you either. She can go eat rocks"
He also mentioned that he never heard from her again after this one hang out.
From there on we had contact roughly every other week, sometimes a bit more. We also met up a couple times.
I enjoyed his company a lot and started to really like him.

In early August 2026 we travelled through eastern Europe together for one week. We finally got closer and it was probably the most enjoyable and romantic getaway of my life.
Late August he asked me if I want to be his girlfriend. Needless to say I'm the happiest girl ever since.
All because of many coincidences and random messages many months later...Or was it fate? Who knows.

Anyway, I have never been in a healthy, strong, safe, caring and loving relationship like this. He makes me feel valued and respected.
My love for this man grows everyday and I never get tired of clinging on him whenever we're together.

Neither of us speaks to you anymore and you were always a toxic and problematic individual, but thank you for introducing us JJ!

Hello everyone,
maybe you guys remember this post: https:// www.reddit.com/r/GirlDinnerDiaries/s/30li7mXXNE
I was talking about how my boyfriend broke up wirh me because l'm too emotional.

Down the line I realized it was not because of that, after some time we had another conversation and he told me that he just doesn’t see a future with me, for many reason.

To clarify we have colleague A and colleague B.
When him and I started dating A was the friend who he always took breaks with. I was always jealous and asked him to tone it down a little bit because I didn’t feel comfortable. Whenever I asked him questions about them whether they took the break together today he lied into my face and said that they didn’t, even though they clocked on break at the same time.
He was hiding his phone from me.
Then at some point other colleagues were talking about B and how annoying she is that she has slept with my bf.
I then asked B about it and she said yes we did sleep together (keep in mind that nobody knows we were dating).
So she told me everything I was asking questions etc. She also knew where he lived, she described his room and the whole location and so on.
Then while we were on the shift I told him that I knew what he did and he should talk to me.

He started saying she’s crazy and so on, that she wants only his dick etc.
Later at home we talked about it and really did seem like he was telling the truth. When he was not home at some point I asked his roommates if B has ever slept over and they said no. So I started trusting him again.
This whole situation with B happened last year in December.

Fast forward to now. I was hoping that we would get together, that he just broke up with me because he wants to focus on himself and he wants the best for me too. That once we have grown we can try again. I was mistaken…

Once upon a time I gave him my iPad because he needed it for something. He was logged in with his google account and his google photos were there. I didn’t want to snoop at first but I’m glad I did. I saw some screenshot with a girls name in there.
I the called him because I felt so desperate and hurt. For some information: he is currently back in his home country to visit family and get some gold as he wants to become successful and rich and whatever.
I asked him if he’s seeing somebody new. He said yes, then no, then yes.
Ao basically he is seeing this girl. And apparently they met at the gym after we broke up. So he’s in a whole relationship now while I was crying about him all these weeks and hoping to get back together.

Then we ended the call.
I then went snooping. And then I found a pic of colleague A laying in his bed assumingely after the sex covering her face while their underwear and their clothed are all over the floor…

So I was right all along something was really weird about their "friendship". There was no proof of him sleeping with B but I think he also did it with her.

He doesn’t know that I have seen this pic of A in his bed.
My plan was to talk a last time about that with him in person. Otherwise I will have a hard time moving on… I need to know everything. I want him to tell me truth.
But on the other hand I don’t know if it matters much whether I talk to him or not.

As we all work together I don’t how I’ll be able to keep working there.

What should I do now, what would you have done in my situation and did anything like that ever happen to you?

Dinner is tuna salad on rice cakes.

Hi all. Long time lurker here and I’ve been wanting to make a post for a while because the past several months have been hard. I’m a first time mom to a beautiful baby girl who just turned 6 months old. I stay at home with her but I’m also working on my PhD, currently all but dissertation and learning how to chip away at my project while managing our household chores and taking care of our baby. My husband just got a new job a couple months ago and we moved when our baby was 3 months old. The job is absolutely better for us as a family unit in terms of my husband’s career path and salary since I stay at home, but everything about it has been hard. We previously lived in a cute walkable town where I had made a handful of very good friends — that move happened right before we got married 2 years ago and was to a new state. Now we moved within that state to a new city where we know nobody. All that to say that we live far from family and I am a social being who needs friends. Ever since moving here I have felt so shy - like a turtle in my shell and not had the courage to ask random people I see to be my friends. I know eventually I’ll meet people but some days I feel like I’m going to go crazy. My husband is a sweetheart and he is so good to me but I have so many days that I’m in a bad mood and since I don’t do much and don’t go anywhere and blah blah blah he ends up on the receiving end of a lot of jabs on my part. He is tired of it. I’m tired of it. I’ve done therapy in the past and that was great, I don’t think I have anything major going on internally or physically or whatever. I think I’m just struggling to be grateful for everything I have. I have so many blessings in my life and somewhere along the road I just became jaded by so many things and so many people and now I’m just a glass half empty gal. I go on daily walks sometimes more than once a day if my baby seems like she needs stimulating, I exercise 4-5x a week… I am a generally healthy person physically. I’m not just laying around all day. Except that at the end of the day when I go to bed I do feel like my day has amounted to nothing. I still have boxes that need unpacking/putting away and we moved in August. I’ve rearranged our kitchen like 17 times since moving. I’m officially back to my pre-pregnancy weight and I’m not happy with my body :( I don’t need to be a skinny mini but I want to feel strong and fit again and I want my winter clothes to fit because I don’t want to have to buy yet another set of clothes. I have sciatica since the end of my pregnancy and it has been worse lately because I’ve been going on longer walks (I think. Idk why it’s worse). Probably a little depressed but it ebbs and flows so much. I have some really great days and other days that I’m so tired (baby doesn’t sleep through the night). I feel like my husband and I never get time together anymore. He’s working so much more now and he wakes up so early to go to work and get work done beforehand (he is doing his MBA). On top of all that we have been abstaining since our daughter was born because I don’t have a consistent cycle back yet and we don’t use contraceptives. Sad. And with all my grumpy moods I feel like maybe that’s better but also it’s definitely worse. I feel like I allow so many little inconveniences to derail my day and while I’m aware of that I struggle to actually change for the better. I want to be better for my husband and my daughter. For myself. For our family. I just want to feel normal again but I don’t even know what that means. I just want to be my happy self but I don’t know where she went and I don’t know how long ago she left. Virtual hugs appreciated.

Fish, fries, and coleslaw from a local restaurant.

I’ve been asked to officiate a friend’s wedding. She’s like a little sister to me. I’m not sure my emotions can handle it, but I’m trying anyway. I’m not the first person they would have asked, but he’s no longer with us. I don’t know if these two were an online, long-distance couple before our friend passed away, but I know they were at least friends because she talked to him about our friend passing. The second time they got to spend time together in person, he came to her. Then she brought him to meet her “older sisters.” It was one of the most painful days of my life, right up there with losing a certain family member, the day our friend died, and the memorial service we attended at his job.

They were so clingy, touchy, lovey-dovey, and frankly some of their conversation was a bit inappropriate for a restaurant in the middle of the day. It was a reminder of what I can never have, shoved right in my bleeping face. I’m not mad at them for finding love. Little Sister had a choice and she made it. It’s not their fault it was never a choice for me. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt like [expletive] Hades though.

I know romantic partnership doesn’t automatically mean “good.” I’ve witnessed too many bad relationships. I see what my friend’s widow is going through. I don’t envy any of that, but I am absolutely and utterly heartbroken because I do not get to choose. I know I am not alone because I have good friends, but I am overwhelmingly lonely.

I’ve been trying to write the ceremony, but I break down ugly crying every time. The wedding stuff is a painful reminder of what I can never have, through no fault of my own. I’m afraid of not being able to officiate when the day comes. If I can’t find a way to make my feelings STFU, I’m going to have a breakdown in front of my friends and their families, on one of the most important days of their life. I will literally ruin the wedding.

Not officiating is an option, but I refuse to take it. I said I’d do it and dammit I intend to! Little Buddy has done a lot for me and now it is finally my turn to do something for her.

Oh, and Little Buddy doesn’t know how I’m feeling. I just warned her I might have a breakdown and blamed it on perimenopause and knowing we’ll all be sad about our good friend not being able to be there.

I guess the point of this long-winded mess is, how do I shut my feelings up so I can officiate the wedding properly?

Food is: homemade spice cake with apple pie filling and pumpkin spice caramel drizzle.

I was having a little tea session on the phone with a male friend, and he was talking about some things his boss, who also happens to be a friend that he has a whole DND campaign with, has done that he was telling him today. One of which was belittling a female employee under him.

The other thing my friend told me his boss/friend did was, because the job involves teaching students to go to tournaments and travel, taking some competitors to SoCal. And then after they didn't get top of the tournament spots despite how hard they worked, he took them to Disneyland's drop off to get them hyped up to go, saying he bought them tickets, made them get ready to get out of the car, before hitting the gas and leaving the drop off and driving home in silence without letting them out, until he broke the silence telling them because they didn't win, they don't get to have fun on the trip.

I have to add, this guy works at a community college that is known as a great school for those who are from poor backgrounds, immigrants, or working multiple jobs and trying to work for something better. I have no idea who the students were, but the likelihood of them never having gone to Disneyland before or being from a background where such a splurge is unheard of is likely. And my friend was laughing recounting this story, and his boss is viewed by him and others with such respect.

Maybe this just hit me hard because I come from an unfortunate background, or maybe I'm just so disappointed in my friend for finding this so funny among other things his other male friends have done that I'm just overreacting. But man, sometimes men suck in new fresh ways i never thought about before.

food is bomb chicken nachos!

Every time I post about my relationship I feel like such an alien. The feedback is always that I’m doing it wrong, that I need lots of therapy (which I have). Do people really have such strict scripts they adhere to regarding romantic relationships?

For context I am 35 and have never done this before. I’ve always been an avid dater and had fun. None of my friends or family engage in romantic relationships so I don’t have that as a working model of what they look like. They don’t even know I’m mixed up in this.

So I come online to learn and, man. People ask if I “like” my boyfriend, they respond so strangely when I speak about getting dumped in the future. They say my therapist is bad and wrong after finding out I am getting the therapy they think I need lol. Also not sure what my therapist is supposed to do about me not having experienced something.

People tell me I should be single. I was single for 34 years of my life and when I was dating people said I was doing it wrong if I wasn’t getting into a relationship. Now I am in the relationship and it’s still wrong.

Some say, “who cares what people think as long as it works for you!” But I’ve never done this before. I have no metric of success or what works.

EDIT: my bff is in a relationship but because we do not talk about dating she literally never mentions this person. I do not know his name. She knows I’m not really into boyfriend talk so I have never met him. She does not consider him to be the most important part of her life like some people do with their relationships.

strawberry oatmeal bar, I dated a girl and we were long distance but not that far like an hour and a half away but i started to devop feelings for my friend and i told her not to worry about it. I ended up leaving her over it and moved states away for the summer but when I came back all of my friends basiccly ghosted me. apprentlly i was the shitty person for leaving her even though I told her I didnt have any feelings left for her. I guess they felt bad for her, when i texted her again apprentlly she had struggled a lot since i broke up with her, I didnt techniclly cheat on her but i did break up with her with the intention of getting with my friend i had develped feelings for. I didnt tell her that was my plan but i guess she found out somehow. I dont feel like a bad person for leaving her but everyone thinks i am

reddit tell me if i did somthing wrong because I genuely dont understand how leaving her means that I dont deserve friends

i’m leaving my toxic job and i’ve had a crush on one of my coworkers for a year. the thing is that coworker treats me horribly. she makes fun of me behind my back, ignores me when i’m there and is just really rude to me. she has no problem with anyone else. i have a more alternative style and i’ve heard her making fun of me. she’s also told other people that she dislikes me

i think she hates me because she is best friends with another male coworker who had a thing for me and kept harassing me when i rejected him. i believe she was jealous, and since i got him transferred after i reported him she hates me even more. they’re still best friends

she is nice to everyone else, just not me. it’s weird though because i catch her staring all the time, and once or twice she’s smiled at me and held the door open for me. i’ve noticed her stroke my hand once while passing me something. i know exactly how i sound rn. like a hopeless romantic falling for someone who hates her

but i can’t explain why i feel so strongly about her. i feel like she’s my soulmate. everything she does is attractive. when she’s next to me i actually feel butterflies. her laugh is so so beautiful and even though she’s not objectively attractive she’s the most gorgeous girl on earth to me

i sound like a loser but i can’t tell anyone else about this because they’ll rightfully make fun of me for being so hopeless. i am so tempted to ask her out when i leave. please convince me that it’s a stupid idea. i’m also a little bit high right now so excuse me if i sound crazy

Helllow girliess!! I’m 21F, and its been almost 6 months since I was rejected after dating someone for only a month.

Ive cried soooo much over this. So about a month after our last conversation or that closure, i spiraled so bad and felt sad almost every day. Ive gradually gotten better at just enjoying my life and focusing on uni, but stilll I have days where I cry for hours and end up being dumb and breaking no contact.

I’ll text him things like “I miss you” or send long paragraphs, then after a while Id unsend everything and block him again. Then its like I’ll be okay for a few days until something triggers me, and the cycle repeats.

I’m super embarrassed because I feel so weak for being liek this, ppl have told me that im attached to the potential of a short connection instead of him. Tbh part of me still hopes he’ll reply and everything will work out, ik its dumb and ik that’s just unlikely. He was a good person, ideal for me and fits my standards and I also thought we made a good match.

Since the rejection ive been feelign lots of insecurity and self hatred. But I’m so so tired of feeling this way and want to move on for good!!!!

I admire women who can walk away without looking back. I want to be like them, i dont want someone’s rejection to control my life, and where I can focus on myself instead of the possibility of being with him.

Tough love is welcome, I wanna be better and hear advice that’ll really make me snap out of it like a slap in the face that finally wakes me up. Pleaseeee 😭

Nearly every man I've ever dated has been an awkward-looking, skinny nerd who seemed super nice and wholesome and then tore me down once we were dating. It happened again and I'm exhausted. I'm pretty; I'm educated; I have cool hobbies and a robust social life. I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. I don't tolerate this behavior anywhere else in my life.

I have a mental health history and a cycle I have now been in 4 times is:

- I am doing just fine

- I catch feelings for "wholesome" nerdy guy (spoiler: he's just an insecure d*ckwad)

- He does stuff that makes me anxious (some assorted examples from past lovers: negged me, read my diary, hit on my best friend, confused me with mixed signals, constantly talked about his ex gf and how no one ever compared to her...)

- My mental health deteriorates

- He knows just how to fix the problem he created and I temporarily feel better

- Then he creates another problem, I'm anxious again, I want reassurance

- Now my mental health is too much. I'm crazy, fragile, needy, he doesn't know if he can do this, he needs me to get a handle on my mental health.

- I'm bending over backwards trying to prove my stability to keep him, which makes my mental health worse...

- The relationship ends (usually I get fed up and leave) and I am once again enraged that I let a loser treat me so badly when I could've been dating anyone else.

The latest insecure loser was a surgeon who fooled me because he came across as super confident, and I really thought he had enough going for him to not be another d*ckwad who had nothing better to do than tear down a beautiful woman who cared about him. Unfortunately, I was wrong.

It's ALWAYS my mental health they go after. ​I'm not insecure about anything else and it's like they sniff out the weakness. And then it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy because i get so dysregulated in the relationship that I think they're right and I am "too much."

God, please tell me I am not the only one who's been repeatedly treated like garbage by people way out of my league in the negative direction.

Girls, has anyone else ever successfully changed their type?

Apparently the photo didn't post the first time. Apologies to the mods!

He asked why people are so set against voter ID laws, and I answered with this:

Because access to the required IDs is very difficult or impossible for some people. It costs money, requires transportation and time from work that not everyone can spare. If these barriers were not a factor nobody would have a problem with ID laws. But voting is a vital right that nobody should face barriers in order to exercise. No citizen should be denied the right to vote.

He said I am blatantly racist because I am implying that people are too ignorant to get an ID.

I worked for this man for a few years, and it was unbelievably stressful, I am still traumatized for it. Thank God it wasn't during the Trump era. My career would have taken a very different turn and may not have survived at all.

Clearly this was traumatic enough to me that I am still really bothered by him.

Yummy footlong hot dog from a new local roadside spot.

Any advice would be wonderful.

I’ve realized that all of my past partners have been reflections of my parents. They’re incredibly demanding and cruel to me. I’ve gotten out of all of these relationships and am in therapy. I’m 20F and lesbian for context.
Recently I’ve been seeing this girl and she is wonderful. She’s perfect. She’s so kind and nurturing and patient and treating me like a girl. She’s hilarious and sensitive and empathetic and such a wonderful match for me, we are extremely compatible. The issue is I’m not feeling the same type of spark that I’ve felt for abusive/ mean people. I feel more untrusting of this relationship than any past ones. It’s so frustrating to me that when I’m finally being treated right I can’t enjoy it. I feel blank and like I don’t deserve good treatment and it makes me feel unsafe because what happens when she realizes that I’m not worth all of this effort? Why am I only attracted to people who treat me terribly?

I want to overcome this and be obsessed with her the way I’ve been with past partners. I hate seeing my trauma come out in this way it breaks my heart

I hate how hard this year is. I never knew how hard senior year would be for me. Having to move to a different state from everything I love and put behind me. Being long distance with your significant other. Shit sucks man. Got high again and now I just wanna be on it. It’s hard fighting the urge when you need a distraction. I wish I can just be happy. Be relieved and soothed. I need Graduation to come quicker and get out of here.

Corn flakes.