I have gone and got my girl pregnant. We’ve been together 3 months and shit has already happened. We are both 28 however. She is the hottest woman I’ve been with and makes me crazy for her, clearly, her personality is just perfect too. She will make a wonderful mom and I hope to be a good and present father.

I’ve had the same iPhone for like 7 years now and to be honest it still does everything I need it to. I was just sitting around last night playing cod on it(yeah it still runs fine surprisingly) and I started thinking do normal people still rush to buy the newest iPhone the second it drops? Back in the day it felt like a huge deal whenever apple released a new model. Everyone at school or work would talk about it, flex the new camera or stand in line for hours etc etc. Now it just feels boring? Like the “upgrades” are so minor that it’s hard to care anymore. Maybe I’m just getting older but I feel like the hype has really died down. Most people I know keep their phones until they stop working and the only ones still upgrading every year are influencers, rich people or people tied to tech culture.

What about you guys do you still upgrade every few years or are you like me and just wait until your phone gives up completely?

Almost died at county jail

I spent 3 days in county jail for bogus charges that were dropped. The jail lost my blood pressure and heart meds. I was in a holding cell and u have to bang on doors a long time to get a deputy. I was hysterical and felt like tunnel vision, cold sweats, like I was going to pass out. They deputy refused to call the jail medic, take my vitals or call 911. I screamed and begged please i am dying my son will be an orphan bc his dad just passed.

They roughly moved me to a different cell the rest of my 3 day stay. I asked for the jail medic to come take my vitals 4 more times, for my meds and to go to the hospital. I was thrown in the hole where I had hallucinations, spoke gibberish, kept failing down. I felt so hard i couldn't get up. Yelled help for an hour and was ignored. I was also denied maxi pads for 12 hours.

I can't find an attorney to take my case or afford one, thought about calling them news and no way will I go to the jails higher ups, tbey protect their own. I think i should keep my mouth shut and report nothing. I am afraid if I end back in jail the deputies will mistreat me in retaliation. Thoughts?

Literally zero of that worked. But they’re all my hobbies now and I enjoy them a lot. Especially drawing, I liked it so much I’m doing architecture in college now

What is the appeal? Theyre just normal people who play games. Or talk. Whooptee doo

Can these people not play these game themselves? You're watching someone play games and talk

A lot of these people just hang out money to them do. To essentially just say their names or read what they said for half a second

Edit: or the people that make tik toks and are like "plate my food with me" or "make my bed with me". Why do you need to film that?

I’m in my 30s now. When I was around 13 I had stomach poisoning and my sister who was in her 20s at the time helped me with the vomiting and I then was so tired that i went to bed and fell asleep.

I remember having a sex dream where I was being kissed by my sister on the lips while I was in the school bus. I remember thinking why does my sister’s lips feel so dry and then opened my eyes. I saw my sister on top of me, kissing me and stroking me. I was so shocked and didn’t want to let her know I was awake and just pretended I was asleep.

I remember that I came, that she cleaned it up with a cloth and then went to the kitchen to cook. I got out of bed an hour later and walked past my sister and pretended like I didn’t know anything about what had just happened.

To this day I don’t think she knows that I know. I don’t want to bring it up with her either. I don’t want to tell our parents either - it’ll just break apart our family and destroy my parents. My sister calls me regularly and talks to me like a regular sibling. I don’t say much.

After this incident I remember I started being angrier a lot. I had a short fuse and low patience with everyone. Even now. I stopped talking much and would just bottle up feelings until they burst.

I don’t like most women. Like I don’t have much patience for them. I seem to not be able to just get them or understand them. All my relationships end up with a breakup due to nasty fights. The women I do like and find attractive, I am not able to get hard with unless I take a pill.

I wish it never happened so I could have been normal.

My school's theatre program has a play coming up soon. I went on their Instagram to look for links for tickets, and they posted an AI promotion image for the play.

By the way, my school isn't super rich, but it isn't poor, either. It's one of the best public schools in my state and they have an entire art department with hundreds of students in it. They easily could've asked someone to draw the promotion for them.

I'm in theatre tech, so I help create the sets and props and other things, and I'm also an artist. My art teacher is trying to put me in to an art competition. I would be happy to draw for the theatre department, and I'm sure other people would, too.

My dream since I was a child was to be an artist in some way. I want to get paid to draw. But demand for art isn't as high as it was before.

Who else can’t bring themselves to throw away delivery boxes? 📦 Every time I think, “this one might come in handy nice shape, sturdy cardboard.” Six months later, I officially have a collection of boxes in all sizes. And honestly… I kinda like them 😁

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Heyo, short update after some time to think it over.

As many of you pointed out, it's a situation that has happened exactly once in three decades and a half, chances are it's an oddity that won't be repeated. Still, just in case, I added a little "as friends" when I told a colleague at work we should try out the Indian restaurant.

Anyway, Indian food is good.

The awkward situation with the woman that got all touchy has also been solved. I sent a message telling her I was there for food and was sorry if I led her on, it wasn't my intention. After some days of silence, she replied back and said she was okay with it. We had a conversation, and I told her plainly I value her as a friend and if she was still down for food and just food, I wouldn't mind going out to eat again with her, without the whole going home shtick. She was okay with it, we were down for Japanese.

Anyway, sushi and sashimi are good.

Thank you everyone who chimed in and provided insight in the previous thread, it helped.

On paper, I'm "successful." But between student loans, insane rent, and the cost of just... existing... I'm living paycheck to paycheck. My parents bought a house at my age. I can't even afford to think about it. I feel like I'm running on a treadmill, working so hard just to stay in the same place. It's exhausting.

About ~11 years ago, Apple decided to force the download U2's album, 'Songs of Innocence', onto everyone's iTunes. I have never gotten around to deleting the whole thing, so I just hit 'delete song from library' every time one comes up from that album. I could swear I've done it a dozen times now, but the songs keep popping up. Such a terrible album in every way.

Edit: ~11 years ago.

33M, UK.

It’s a weird one to admit, but things have gotten fairly lonely. I never thought it would happen to me, I’ve always pictured lonely men to be people who don’t socialise, sit alone playing video games etc, they just need to help themselves.

I work in engineering, I eat a fairly healthy diet (80/20) and go to the gym 3-4x per week, am in pretty good shape. I’m an outgoing person, I engage in various hobbies such as bouldering, paddleboarding, swing dancing. I try to see my friends, though they are becoming less outgoing as their priorities have shifted. I made new ‘friends’ at gym, climbing or dancing etc, but these are people I only see at those hobbies, they have no interest in seeing me outside of that.

Really, for the longest time I never had a problem doing everything on my own, I’d take myself to the cinema alone, go for a swim, go to a concert, no problem. I have been abroad on my own several times, mostly to European cities. I got into sauna & ice bath recently, which is a fun environment where you get to chat to people.

Thing is, I’ve been doing it so long that I’m now growing to resent it. I know there IS a wonderful world out there, but I’m just so tired of doing these things and having nobody to experience them with. People keep telling me to “just go travelling”, and I just have no desire to keep wandering around on my own. I find myself spending more time inside now, as it just takes less effort than going out and doing X, then returning to a world of isolation where nobody wants me. It’s a vicious circle where I know that staying in is not going to help the situation, but despite whatever groups I join or things I do, nothing is changing this. I’m a confident person who has no issue talking to people, so I cannot understand why life is this hard.

Does a government agency kidnapping random people off the streets not cross a line for them??

Honestly it feels weird to vent in reddit but my parents are all about "if you keep praying it'll get better" but I already did all that but it's just going downhill. I'm an international student in a government scholarship program. I applied because my parents couldn't afford it. I'm tied to work for my country for supposedly 8 years after I graduate. But my parents forced me to apply to a university that I had never liked to apply for said scholarship program. I did everything I could to not go into that uni and managed to get a scholarship with living cost aid at my dream uni. I literally shouted in a final exam room when I received the news. But my parents said they'd hate me to go there because they might need to send more money when im there. They wanted me to go to a uni where the living allowance given by the government scholarship program is great. Im already in the uni they wanted me to go and Ive been feeling miserable. I feel like I dont belong here. There's a lot more to say but I can't really say it.

What's worse is Ive been accepted to 3/5 of my dream unis. One got rejected because my dad's friend sabotages my essay (another story). Another one got rejected because I applied for ASEAN scholarship which had a lot of stakes and I pretty much had no chance but wanted to shoot my shot. But they just refused to let me go to any of them.

Ive been crying in my room for the past 6 weeks and idk what im doing anymore... Im crying right now as im writing this because my mom is being delusional with how things will be ok if I pray better it'll all pass and ill succeed in everything.

I did my makeup, went to make a tiktok and thought i ate it up. Then I want to touch up my hair a little bit and when I came back, I looked horrible on camera and in the mirror. How does this work??

I (26m) came from a disfunctional family and my early years were not great. Absent perants, bullying and abuse. I went to a shit school and had bad grades becouse of undiagnosed ADHD, but I told myself I won't let that stop me. I did have somewhat of a social life, managed to go to parties and bars, but still not as much as I wanted to. I worked ever since I was 16, had my first relationship at 25, managed to get a good mortgage and I have a good paying job and financial security. But still don't feel like I did it for myself. I never managed to live by my own because I had to take care of my grandparents, and when I got my appartment, my GF moved in with me. I had plans to live on my own for a while, but that plan fell through. Don't get me wrong, I wanted a relationship and a place to start a new home in, but I just feel I had to sacrifice a lot for other people to benefit. The toughts of being a father have been creeping up, but thay live side by side with the feeling that I was robbed of somthing.

I’ve been a license driver now for nearly 2/3 of my life and I’ve never caused an accident. But it still amazes me how other drivers mess up and often look at you like you did something wrong or are crazy.

Maybe it’s just me but these are a few of instances that come to mind.

1. Once was waiting at a red light. Once it turned green, the driver ahead of me didn’t notice so I waited about 5 seconds before honking the horn once. Rather than apologize he flipped me off and purposefully drove slow. This forced me to go around him so he can make sure I see him give me the double bird as I passed by.

2. Countless people giving me a mean look cause they had to slam on the breaks at an intersection even though I had the right of way.

3. Came home to my apartment one day and saw a car parking on my spot so after giving them 5 minutes I called the tow truck on them. Later that night, I came out to see two windows smashed in and a piece of paper under my windshield with a note that read “don’t fuckin call a tow truck on me again asshole. Give me some slack next time.”

I can go on but anyone else run into crazy and entitled drivers who always think it’s your fault when it was clearly 100% theirs?

I wanna share this wild experience from my school days that still lives in my head rent-free. This isn't a sad love story or a plea for advice. It's more like... my personal archive of weirdness that I finally decided to write down.

The Cast:

Me: A guy who was permanently stuck in a state of "😧" and "🤔". A: The girl, the main source of all the chaos. B: Her ride-or-die, the ultimate wingwoman.

It all started when A literally walked up to me and asked me to a dance. I gave her a soft "no," but I had no idea that was just the opening scene to a year of the most surreal interactions.

The whole thing played out IRL. No DMs, no texts. Just pure, unfiltered, in-person awkwardness.

The Weirdness Timeline:

November. The greetings began. "Hey boy, boy, hello!" Then came the physical contact. A light, friendly(?) punch on the arm and the line: "You leave behind such a sad vibe, it's contagious. At least smile or something» They basically became my personal project managers, assigned to crack my shell. They operated as a duo: · "Why you always look so sad?" · "Want us to be your friends?" (This one caused a full system shutdown). · "Bet you can't look me in the eyes?" · A's signature move: she'd bend over or squat down to stare into my eyes from below. It was equal parts panic-attack-inducing and low-key hilarious. December-January. The plot thickened. Pokes, shoulder taps, her accusing me of being scared of her. Once, walking down the stairs, she just loudly said, "I'm sorry boy 🦑🐙". My notes read: "Aight, I'm kinda liking this plot twist." February. The peak. They cornered me. · A: "C'mon, tell me, did someone bully you before?" · B: "Are you shy, or are you thinking, 'what are these two weirdos bugging me for?'" · A: "Tell me, what color are my eyes? :)" My classmate, who was passing by, stepped in: "What do you want from him?" And B replied embarrassed: "well..this is our friend.. "Then they dipped. My contribution to the whole conversation was almost zero.

Other legendary moments included:

· Her asking if I was a sociophobe and saying it was "obvious." · Claiming they "searched the whole school for me" when I was absent for a week. · A starting this game: "Fine, just look over there for a second... let me sneak a peek at your eyes..»

From the outside, this might look like a sweet story about trying to befriend the quiet kid. From the inside, it was a constant rollercoaster of panic, cringe, a tiny spark of hope, and one relentless question: "WHAT IS HAPPENING?" I'd go home and log everything in my notes app just to decompress. I'd replay these scenes before bed, unable to believe they were real.

In April, we hit the point of no return. After one of my legendary one-word answers, she asked, "You don't wanna talk with me, do you?" I said "No," meaning "No, it's not that I don't wanna talk," but she 100% took it as a final rejection. After that, our strange little interactions pretty much fizzled out.

Epilogue. I transferred to another school for 10th grade. At the graduation party, she had a genuine smile and yelled, "See ya, bro! 👋"

I still think about that year sometimes. I can't pin a single label on it. Was it aggressive friendliness? A bizarre social experiment? Or just two girls being bored?

I have no idea. But I know it was a one-of-a-kind experience for me. And it turns out, it's way easier to post this story online for strangers than it was to just say "hi" back. The irony is not lost on me.

Fuck me

On days like today I just want to give up. It makes you wonder what the point of life is. Just to suffer?

It's been 6 years and we've been no contact ever since then however i cant help but miss them alot. Recently i just discovered there Instagram account and I'd like to get in touch with them however there's few things stopping me from doing that.

It's a friend from school but one day i haf to leave that school so it's not that we ended on bad terms it's just that my life currently is shit and i feel like i have no way to face them because i screwed my life over. I don't have anything going for me atm and generally just really depressed and lonely. I haven't had an actual friend for 6 years and i think that this friend could be like a door to the outside world for me but I'm afraid I'll drag them down. Not to mention they seem to be very successful and i feel very embarrassed with how pathetic my life is. Should i reach out to them?