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Same!

Chicken - waaait, wait. You’re the one writing his essays for him? Why? That’s screwed up.

I know you care about your sister and nephew, and thats good.

But screw her for manipulating you into writing her husband’s essay. Also, wtf does he even do?

sounds like your sister married him with the classic case of expecting your spouse to magically change due to marriage. i know too many women who see men that way and then are surprised when they don’t change and get divorced 7 years later

Can you talk to them? Maybe tell them the problem and how it's affecting their son?

Do you live with them?

Ok, Well I hope it works out okay for all 4 of you

i think your complaints are legitimate. its not good to bottle that frustrating up so don’t feel like you shouldn’t complain — sometimes it’s necessary, even if it could be worse

Alright, I'm normally an optimistic person with a pretty positive outlook on life, but my mental illnesses have been hitting me harder than usual lately and I'm having trouble managing them.

I can't drive, I don't have a job, and I'm not in school. I'm terrible at time management. I have trouble making decisions, and when I do, I constantly second-guess myself. I am overwhelmed by small tasks. Everything from certain noises to certain smells to certain textures to bright lights can give me sensory overload if I'm not prepared for it, which makes it downright difficult to even exist at times. And I'm lonely. I don't have any close friends. I can never get anyone to spend time with me. My acquaintances are always either too busy or they cancel at the last minute, which only worsens my anxiety. I feel like I'm not doing anything with my life, or that the things I am doing aren't good enough. I feel useless. I feel like I'm falling behind. I feel like a waste of space. I wish I could function like a typical person; I wish it wasn't so hard for me to do basic things.

So my kitten, Alyeska, returned from the clinic in the city yesterday after getting spayed. They gave her the cheapest plastic, string-attached cone imaginable, but I had no alternatives (and they refused to provide any) so I had no choice but to roll with it for the time being. I woke up to her choking to death on it this morning, and the strings were dangerously close to where the stitches are, so they could have dislodged them. My mother had to snip the strings and the cone with a pair of scissors while I held her (unsurprisingly Alyeska has being vicious; kicking, spitting, hissing, biting, etc.). I'm looking for an alternative to the cone now, but I am absolutely livid. If I hadn't had rescued her within a few minutes, I may have woken up to a dead kitten.

Also, the vet said she would remain very dozy for 2 weeks. Nonsense. She's now as awake as ever, maybe even more so.

Tealraven Hey, if you ever want to send me a DM to talk or just to vent, my DM's are always open. Like I said above, you've got this.

Well, I feel like I had a huge misunderstanding that pissed off one of my coworkers.

I'm almost sure I mentioned that one of my managers stood in the office all day, not my other coworker. I don't remember talking about him behind his back; I don't even like to gossip, and now they think I'm lying to them because I said I forgot what I said. I forget things easily, and this person has a hard time believing that older people forget things (like a 14 year old forgetting what he put in the bag in the morning)

I know I go to the bathroom three times a day at my job (admittedly because I'm bored, I can confess) but I don't think I'm lazy. I do the tables, take out recycling and do whatever I have to do. Hell, there's even days when I work all day long. Sometimes I have my slow days, but doesn't everyone?

I've been saying good things about this coworker, not bad things. I like this person for helping me and being a hard worker. I genuinely feel like it's a misunderstanding, and now I'm worried they're going to think I'm playing with their feelings when I said I was crying in the bathroom about this.

I really don't ****ing remember what I said about him at this point. I have some brain damage in my brain and my mom told me that's why I forget things easily, so I wasn't lying when I said I forgot. I feel like I mentioned my manager; I don't remember mentioning my coworker and talking shit about him. I'm worried they're not going to believe me now when I said I was crying in the bathroom.

I know I'm just overthinking this shit at this point and there's nothing I can do. It feels like to me it's a misunderstanding and there's nothing I can do.

Again, there's some days when I know I'm lazy, but I work pretty hard for the most part, I feel? It's just always the bad damn timing I guess, and everyone probably thinks I'm an asshole now.

It's fine, I messed up this situation. I guess I'll just shut up and do my job regularly and stop talking to them from now on. I wasn't lying to my coworker when I said I thought I mentioned my manager and I got upset when he confronted me about it. Now everyone's going to think I'm playing the victim. But whatever. I feel like I wouldn't lie about this shit, and if I did mention my coworker, then I apologize. It's whatever.

I recently found out... I have thalassophobia. Fear of deep water. Like, I had to do a project on Vanuatu for school, and one of the tourist attractions was a blue hole. I got so scared just looking at a picture of it. I know it's dumb but I get scared just HEARING about it.

You ever get that feeling when you've been avoiding someone for two weeks because you low-key might have hurt their feelings really badly, then your roommate goes out to dinner for the first time like... ever, but the person they're meeting wasn't clear on the meeting place, so they show up at your door like 30 seconds after your roommate left, and lo and behold, it's the person you've been avoiding???

Trust me, it's awkward.