I am one bad day away from beating the living shit out of my hypoglycemic, drug addict brother-in-law.
I live with my sister and her husband, and I fucking hate what this house has turned into.
I am 23, staying at my sister’s place in her own house. Her husband is a narcissistic drug addict who she keeps excusing because “he’s a good guy”, “he’s medically unwell”, and “he does a lot for us (financially)”. He’s a rich techie, son of a high-ranking police officer, loaded with contacts. My sister owns her own house and car and would be fine without him, but she still defends him. It has turned into a toxic dependency.
He openly brags about doing heavy drugs “only to work” and pulling all-nighters at home. He jokes about it and asks me and my friends if we want some too, right in front of my sister. The audacity man. He cusses her out at night, then wakes up acting like nothing happened. If confronted, it’s suddenly “low sugar” and “memory lapse.” He once threatened to throw our dog out the window during an episode, then later brings toys and plays with the dog like he’s some fucking saint.
His sugar levels crash into the 30–40 range regularly, has seizure mimics. We have many injections around. Does he fix his diet? No. Chocolates, coke, desserts, daily food delivery. Zero accountabili
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I don't remember what my dad's voice sounds like.
What the title says.
I guess I should probably put a trigger warning here just in case, so TW: death, suicide, grief
Tldr/spoiler alert; my dad died, I can't remember his voice, and I miss him.
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My dad died suddenly, sometime before sunrise on what would have been his 45th birthday, when I was 16 years old.
Back then my mom woke up my sibling and I for school (I know we had alarm clocks but can't remember if we used them or not). It was normal for her to go to my room first (I'm older), then sibling's room, then do her morning routine. If she didn't hear us start getting going, she'd repeat her rounds. That morning though, she opened my door and came running into my room, shook me awake and said "op wake up I think your dad's dead!"
I don't remember how long it took me to process those words and assure myself it wasn't imagined or misheard or if I was even truly awake yet, but it was probably only a second or two. Minds are weird with time like that. I got to my parent's room down the hall and my mom wa
Dating men is very stressful
So late night post let’s go.
To start this off I am single and very happy. I have a job I love, I’m in school, I have many hobbies and ambitions, friends and family by my side.
However, I’ve always wanted to be in a loving relationship. I’m good at relationships, well they’re not hard but love being in a relationship, all you got to do is not be a d*ck. But, I love loving someone and taking care of someone. The problem is finding someone that wants to do the same.
Anyway, I went through something pretty traumatic in my late teens and it took me years to be able to be brave enough to start dating. I was so naive and had no idea how toxic the dating environment had become. There are so many men and women who are selfish and use each other not caring about the pain they are causing.
And to make it clear there is nothing wrong about only wanting casual sex, fwb, enm, etc. but, it becomes a problem when you trick people who don’t want that into thinking you want a serious relationship when you don’t.
I just find it incredibly difficult to find a man whose soul is good, who wants a loving relationship, who is kind, and when I do they are kind until they’re not. It just happens so suddenl
How to earn 1 dollar
So, a lot of people have asked me how to earn $1. Well, it's very complicated, but I know how to do it. First, you have to buy the Statue of Liberty. Then, call a team of 50,000 workers to dismantle the statue, and pay for a Boeing 737 to transport you to China (in the meantime, pay for the largest exceptional freight in history, transporting it to China on an ocean liner).
Once you arrive in China, wait for your ocean liner to arrive with the dismantled statue and put it up for sale at a Chinese market for $1. Within minutes, someone in China will be interested in your offer and will buy the statue. You take the dollar and go home.
I hope I've helped someone who needed help earn $1!
So guys tell me...
What’s a small thing that instantly makes your day better? Like, nothing huge—just something tiny that always makes you smile, feel better, or laugh a little. For me, it’s seeing a cute dog on my way to work or finding an unexpected snack in my bag. What’s yours?
Why reddit gotta be so strict with their rules? Let a woman post ffs
I need ^ to post. Please help a gal out x
I want to go back to the „feeling nothing” stage
Hi everyone, and my English is still not perfect, I haven’t posted much since my last post added a more than a year ago „I fell in love with terminally ill girl” when I wanted to got something off my chest.
The end of my confession is something I can’t tell anyone, so I’m here…
After many I think I can call it „traumatic” events: cancer, losing my love of my life (she died almost 6 years ago and the history of it is in my post i mentioned earlier), kidnapped and raped by 3 men, assault with a knife and I just lost a spark in my eyes, I really wanted to end it and I tried but unsuccessful and I’m not going to try again, I found the another solution (please don’t take it as advise).
I started to take x@n@x, it fried my brain and my feelings and that was what I was looking for, after a few months I quit, I didn’t feel anything and it was great because I had too much negative emotions and less the good ones, I lived by the rules I’ve made up: work, collage, meeting with friends, learn how to be data analyst - as I’m now (from 6 months), the things my life was getting back on track and then the mother (like a mother for me more than my mother) of dead girl I loved died…
But
I (23F) open
Best New Year's resolution
New Year is here and people are making new year's resolutions (and yeah I am one of them 🙈).
It made me wonder what is the best new year's resolution you made and why?
I just realize I'm not upset that people are dumb, I'm upset that they aren't.
This is inspired by recent events, but really has applied for at least my entire life. We've all had moments on social media or in life where someone said something just so plain wrong that you're just aghast at how somebody could genuinely believe that. But, really, we often don't believe it. Sometimes we arrive to obviously wrong conclusions not because we're dumb, we arrive at them because it's what we want to believe, and that makes it worse.
If people were just dumb, then fine, as long as they're doing their best there's literally nothing else you can ask from them. It's not like dumb people choose to be dumb. But being able to use your mind and just....not? That's a choice that none of us should ever make but all do. That's what we get upset about seeing from other people, it's the "willful" part of ignorance that makes it a true tragedy.
How do I not do anything wrong?
My problem is that I listen to what is being told to me, I interpreted it as such, but some how I seem to ignore an important step for a more familiar and efficient interpretation and I get yelled at for doing it all wrong.
I know all the rights and wrongs with everything but I somehow get it wrong all the time.
So I pinpointed that out of receiving that information, transcribing in my mind, and translation into action, is that gap between the last two steps where things go wrong.
It's also important to mention that it happens when I'm dealing with my emotionally abusive father so that is an important factor. I just want to get things right to avoid any instances of pain inflicted onto me
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