Tamil people with friends

Hi! I’m 22m here and I’m visiting Provincetown for the first time in June with a friend, im super excited, I come from a very sheltered small city so it’s gonna be nice being around people who are like me, but there’s one issue, I hate my body. I’m skinny fat rn and I wanna swim and be at the beach out without a shirt on cuz it’s vacation. But I’m scared that people are gonna judge me for not having six pack abs and stuff. Should i worry? This is a very serious question I hear gay people are very mean and judgemental. I wanna know now so I can start a strict diet right now so I could drop a few pounds. Thank you for any help!

I’m in an abusive relationship and I’m honestly scared for my life . My boyfriend and I started dating 5 years ago. It started off fine and then one day he found my old cell phone. He said he was looking for some pictures of us but saw screenshots of messages of my ex. Which made him go through my ex and I’s old messages. And saw that 6 years ago before we were officially a thing but were seeing each other that I was still seeing my ex. I was just getting to know him at the time. Regardless he took offense and accused me of cheating. He took my new phone from me said he was going to text my ex and tell him that he “could have me.”
I hadn’t spoken to the guy in about a year at that point. I tussled with him to get my phone back. He’s over a hundred lbs bigger than me . I ended up hitting his eye and he gave it back and he called the cops. He told them I didn’t live there and I was trespassing. The cops asked me to leave I decided to peacefully and as I was leaving. He then decided he was sorry and had this whole apology. I stayed because it was the dead of winter in Minnesota and I had nowhere to go really. My parents stopped talking to me over him. He isolated me from my friends. He was all I felt I had.
That was a while ago. He promised never to do anything like that again and I chose to believe him. It was going good again. I reconnected with friends and family And then he started doing little things that I looked over like not allowing me to go on vacation with my friends unless he could come too. Most of my friends are in relationships as well so they just asked their partners to come and it all worked out. Today , he did it . He put his hands on me. And it got bad.
Why? I fell asleep and didn’t want to get up to take a shower. I was already in bed. I was exhausted. He woke me up saying i needed a shower. I told him I’d shower in the morning. He said i had to shower right now. I said no. He picked me up and brought me to the bathroom and started ripping off my clothes. He falls asleep without showering all the time. But when it comes to me. I must shower before bed. It’s not the first time he did it. He did it once before and showered me himself. I felt dehumanized when he did it. I couldn’t stop him he can completely over power me.
Today I didn’t want that to happen so I fought his resistance and asked to be let go. He said if I don’t shower I have to sleep on the ground. I kept resisting. And he kept applying force. I thought I was going to die. Me resisting made him angry and he just started hitting me. My face is still pounding from the blows he said that he had to hit me because I wouldn’t stop resisting. My face is swollen And I cried saying there was never a need to do that in the first place. He said if I stopped “being dirty” then it wouldn’t have to get to this point. He then washed me up, dried me…He then had sex with me. It lasted about a hour. Once he finished up, he washed me up again and kissed me and told me to go to bed. If you’re wondering what happened while he showered me and then had sex with me. Idk I sort of froze. I remember him on top of me telling me he was going to put it in my butt. I hate anal. He did it and I was frozen there. I’m now realizing he raped me
I have no idea how I got here. I feel like I can’t leave . He’s holding so much over my head. I lost my job because of him. I have nothing . And I’m so scared. I’m scared to fall asleep. I feel like i can’t control my body. He just did all this and tomorrow he’s gonna ask me for breakfast, I’m gonna do it. He’s going to be all sweet and I’m gonna have my guard down and I’m going to brush away this situation . I always wondered how people get this kind of situation… I feel so useless. I don’t know what I’m holding on to . He’s convinced me that there’s nothing out there for me. Like I can see the wrong but, I feel like I can’t get up and leave. I tell myself I will but I’ve been here 5 years. Im hoping I make out without a pregnancy.

I (20nb) begged my partner (22nb) not to go to a recent furry convention, which they had heard about from an ex-friend. There were a lot of reasons for this. Some of them valid, some of them not. They constantly refused and told me they were their own person and couldn’t be told what to do. It must be added, they had been to conventions before (not this one) and I have never been to one in my life Eventually I gave in, but asked for some boundaries:
1) the con was on the opposite side of the country, so I asked for Life365 so I would know they hadn’t been abducted or harmed, and so I could watch where they were. They said yes, then no, then yes. But by the time they gave in again, I said no. Since I believed it would cause more problems.
2) avoid drugs and alcohol. I thought this was fair, since the only people they knew were from the internet. They refused, because they “would not be able to relax and have fun.”
3) tell me who they were rooming with. They did agree to this, but they only told me one of them, and this person is important later.
4) keep in regular contact. We normally did this anyways, but I wanted to continue for sure while they were gone. They said they’d try their best.
Now it should be mentioned, before they were made aware of this con, I suffered a concussion. Additionally, I have had money troubles, medicine problems, finals for college, and terrible sleep. To put it simply I have been exhausted and not in my right mind for the whole month of April. They haven’t been well either but it’s not my place to say why.
In any case, after weeks of stress and arguing, they parked their car at my house and I drove them to the airport. Eventually they got to the con, but I barely heard from them. I tried to reach out but received little to no response. Then, I opened twitter and was shown a video by their roommate, where for only a few seconds my partner was visible in a crop top.
This normally would not bother me but something in my brain snapped and I panicked and spam texted them that I wasn’t okay with any of this and they needed to stay in contact with me because we had agreed on it, and other paranoid things. I know this wasn’t the right response, but in the moment I was afraid and upset and jealous.
They texted me a couple hours later how it wasn’t okay and how they felt so awful they had to leave the room they were in to cry.
The next morning (unbeknownst to me) they cheated on me with two of their roommates. All I know is it didn’t get far, but they did kiss and my partner told them to stop after five minutes. After this, they texted me that we needed to have a serious conversation about my paranoia when they got back. At some point, they threw away their “engagement” bracelet
This was my wake up call, and so I dialed way back, and tried to stop prodding. I was friendly, but largely non-invasive. They sent me a picture with their roommates, saying the two were in a closed relationship and wouldn’t try anything.
The rest of the weekend went on, and I picked them up on Monday. They were flighty on the ride home, and when we got to my parents house they finally told me. I tried to be supportive and understanding, since I’d been led to believe it was a mistake, but I kept having emotional and mental breakdowns.
For the next two days they stayed here and I tried to help them. They said they did love me, but they didn’t know what they felt or wanted anymore. This hurt really bad. They were clearly unwell, any unrequested touch or question about the future would cause them to freak out. They would push me away and yell at me. I wanted them to go to a crisis center or the psych ward, and they flip flopped on this. Eventually I snapped and a shouting match ensued.
The important parts are: I no longer trust them, they are afraid of me and don’t know what to believe.
On their last day here, I tried to take them to the crisis center, but after an argument they demanded to go home, then to the crisis center. I drove them to the crisis center but they left. When we got back to my house the situation became real as we realized this was the end. We endured another shouting match. As they left, they told me I ruined sex for them, and that they seamlessly fell asleep in the other people’s arms. (They’ve always had a problem sleeping in mine.) and this made me sob.
They texted me a while ago to apologize for what they said, but I don’t know what to say or feel. I’m just hurt and exhausted and betrayed. I still love them, I want this to work, or at least I want to try one more time. I don’t want a bad month to end a good year.

Dear C,
I loved you. not in that wishy washy lifetime holiday movie kind of way either. I truly loved you. I knew when I met you I could possibly fall. I tried not to, stayed away. didn't want to rock any boats. I think it was that expression of what I believed to be a love of life. the smile and lighting up eyes. I don't know. It's hard to put my finger on. you just had that air about you.
Became friends. shared secrets. shared sorrows. I didn't expect to become what I thought was that area of close friendship. To then get feelings though we lived so far apart. it hurt when I realized it was more than feelings of friendship in my chest. trying so hard to shut if down. not let myself be swept up into something. Love is a lot like the ocean though. one cannot sway it's currents as one cannot halt the rotation of the Earth.
It was turmoil it couldn't be, though I wished for us to fall into each other, hold you tightly to me and feel ourselves melt into each other. You had inklings I know. never said anything, we never discussed it. you moved even further away. I thought perhaps I could move on. I didn't. perhaps that's when I should have noticed. not that you were with someone but that perhaps you were not really my friend.
permission to send flowers but sending them to your work. speaking on the whatsapp. instead of texting. letting me feel confused about your feelings with me yet no resolution. I didn't want to lose you so I said nothing. that was pathetic of me. I think just a way to let myself be taken advantage of again later.
losing touch, regaining communications. losing touch again. Honestly I should have realized sooner but one becomes blinded by their own feelings. It came to a head a year and a half ago. Nearing christmas I found myself this particular year in a deep depression. Even years after tragedy it still hurts. I saw through posts you recently had a family tragedy as well. I wanted to make sure you were ok.
We agreed to meet up for dinner at my place what was that? the 22nd? the 23rd perhaps. So glad to hear from a close friend, feeling a sense of happiness. looking forward to something. braving the grocery stores less than a week from Christmas. I got a bunch of ingredients settling on a fancy style pizza and poached pears. something fun, not romantic (I didnt want to give the wrong vibes) even got a new sauce pan just to make a great red wine reduction for the pears lol. It was all set. I had a bottle of moscato d asti too. just a dessert wine. I even handmade the damn dough. It did turn out pretty decent, the pizza cooked. pears soaking in sugar water. yet
Yet it was 4:00 and I hear nothing, I had that nagging feeling
no Surely she wouldn't.
5:30 I had no word. perhaps a little later dinner. afterall I did not set the specific time.
6:30 and I messaged you to get an apology. I'm so sorry.
She told me her grandmother's memorial was that day. they released a balloon even.
I was crushed. deflated much like that balloon after a week of floating I'm sure. It seemed like an airtight excuse. Or at least one if I questioned would make me an asshole. I may be an ass but C I'm no asshole. I told you I understood but it didn't end there.
for over six months, six months it went on like this. I sent flowers twice actually when I thought I overstepped, made you mad at me. I rememembe getting very sick in Februaury and aplogizing for looking you up to send the damn flowers, feeling guilty of being some type of creep. You didn't mind. Hell I forgot to mention I had a Christmas gift from the previous years I couldn't get to you due to covid.
I asked if you were busy, You asked my free days. if you had the same day off and we made plans, without fail you would cancel or just not show. you would not message me. I understood-still understand helping family when they are sick. yet why not call? text? If I questioned it I was the bad guy. I'd always be the bad guy for simply questioning. I asked you if you didn't wish to be friends. to just reject me if that were the case. I just wanted to spend time together yet... yet even getting you to answer a text was a chore. why? I didn't obsess, I didn't stalk. I just wanted to spend time with someone I cared for. to help in any way I could.
Looking back it was rather pathetic of me. you're still the only person to make me act in that manner. You never rejected me. why? I needed that finality, that goddamned nail in the coffin to know for sure. I guess I just wasn't paying attention. You seemed to get out any way from visiting. spending time together. at a trusted friend's suggestion I proposed time after time neutral territory. coffee shops, restaurants, the book store. any public place.
I didn't know if you had issue with me personally, meeting a guy in his home? you agreed so many times to meet up to only ghost me. You did ghost me. repeatedly. You then said you didn't ghost me that you were staying late to get in the good graces of a new boss, just not answering me letting me apologize later.
I'm sorry C but having well established plans then not letting the person know you weren't going until after the fact. or not letting them know at all IS GHOSTING. SAYING IT'S NOT GHOSTING IS GASLIGHTING.
you ghosted me constantly, you gaslighted me. it hurt. If I didn't have blinders, if I weren't so fucking depressed I would have wisened to it. Instead I hoped and thought perhaps this time. not unlike those scratcher addicts wasting money hoping for that big payout.
You ghosted and gaslighted me. it hurt my self worth. perhaps I wasn't worthy of love nor frienship. a lingering trauma from my childhood you only reinforced in me. I think looking back on it you gaslighted me the entirety of our relationship. when that hit me... I don't know. From the same friend, she thought it a good idea to ask what I was to you. What type of friend am I to you? that was the question. was I just an aquaintenance? was I a close friend? was I just some person?
"of course we're friends" was my response. That wasn't the question though. Crushed. Angry. depressed. I tried still. yet you didnt acknowledge me. I think I grew bitter.
You ghosted me, You gaslighted me. You wouldn't tell me you rejected me even when I asked you to. I felt as though I weren't being treated as a human being.
To me you seemed to be acting like a narcissist or perhaps afraid? You were giving excused the same way the people who raised me did. classic text book narcissists.
C , I hate that a part of me loves you. I hate that what seemed like a relationship that meant so much to me perhaps didn't mean anything to you. I hate that I fell for someone who lies, who ghosts, nor treats me with the slightest bit of respect. I loved you but you only hurt me. loving you made me not feel good about myself. I wish
I wish instead of this rant I could tell you in a nicer way how I feel. That I then wanted to know you because I think it was more the idea of you I fell in love with. just a phantom. That I wished to find the depths of conversation only those like us could know. to find the depths of that well. to truly know one another.
I realize you'll never give an honest answer. I'll never have that chance to cook for you. the closest we'll be emotionally is being an unanswered call, empty chair, dinner for no one. I'll never share true intimacy with you. I remember you placing your head on my shoulder during the movie at the art museum. I wante to put my arm around you so much that night. it seemed innapropriate. I had no idea if she were your friend or girlfriend. I could not intrude.
I realized there are othes who see my worth. I'm more than just a text. people who see me. Yet a part of me lingers wishing. it's only a whisper now, something that still aches. I wished for closure. I'll never get it. I try to accept it. I can only move on.

Hello, my name is Jacob. I am a 19 year old male who works. I have ADHD and Bipolar, which might turn some people away, but don't worry, I'm quite cool and fun to be around once you get to know me.
Some of my interests are playing video games, listening to music, and chatting with friends.
Some of the video games I play include: Fortnite, COD, Splatoon 3, and Mario Kart. I have plenty of games that I can play. The devices I have are a Nintendo switch, Xbox Series X and a Steam Deck.
If we do end up moving to another chatting site like discord, don't be afraid to text me whenever. I'll usually respond quickly if I'm not busy. I just don't want to ghost people, but it feels like it happens a bit too often on accident.
I live in CST timezone, so take that into factor.
P.S. I'm getting ready for bed, so if I don't respond, I will respond in the morning.

Okay, so I'm in a really weird situation where I myself have quite a lot on my plate including a recent break up. I'd got friendly with someone and they offered to help me out, I have been crashing on their sofa the last few nights. Last night they had a lot to drink and smoke, I saw a totally different side to them, with lots of extreme negative language such as they are a weak, worthless piece of shit, a maggot. Nothing good about them, they are being bullied at work and people at work are out to get them, but they don't know why because they do things differently but are doing really good work. All the people at work are cns. Saying all through their life they have had suicidal thoughts but they don't think they could actually go through with it. A lot of shit. I was totally shut down when I said they need support but then would have them sobbing on me, saying sorry then raging about work and no-one understanding them. I don't know how to help them or get them help.

Hello! I’m f(25) and will soon be moving to vegas in the north west area. I’ve already kinda passed the whole partying phase and wanted to make friends that are more meaningful. I’m in the art and design industry so would like to have friends who can also relate to that or to just share hobbies with in general
Any suggestions on events or places to meet people is much appreciated! Thank you!

I (28F) stood up to a friend (31F) after finding out she was saying things behind my back.
She is having a difficult time in her life. She cut off all her family (not a judge of that). What I found out was rude and hurtful. She involved herself in a situation with a group of people, then started to call them out as well.
When I told her I felt upset and disrespected she told me she didn’t intend to hurt me. I told her I understand the perspective but what was said and the level of involvement was uncomfortable for a lot of people.
She turned around and told me “she did nothing wrong” and that she brought me into a community where she felt uncomfortable and had to leave because of me?
I don’t think I did anything bad. All I did was speak up for herself. I told her some stuff in confidence months ago about someone I like and she snooped around and got way too involved for some reason unknown to me at this time. Evidently I turned this around on her. I’m very confused.

Now that the nobles are calmed and the time-space rift has been closed, Satomi can finally focus on his work as a member of the Survey Corps. Traveling to and from every point all across Hisui in search of new Pokemon, new adventures, and anything else that might prove useful to his Pokemon researcher. Things were going about as normal as one could expect, at least that was until he had been contacted by the very one who had brought him to Hisui in the first place. Arceus had given him a choice; allowing him to remain in Hisui or Satomi could return to his own time, along with the Pokemon he had caught during his time in the past. It was a difficult decision, as Satomi had grown close to many of Jubilifes residents; Akari and Laventon becoming particularly close friends of his, and yet, he yearned to return home, even if he wasn't particularly fond of his family or sure of how he'd explain his sudden, lengthy disappearance... though, he's not even they'd care or believe his story unless Arceus had joined him at his family's home. After taking some time to contemplate his future, and whether he'd return to the present or remain in the past, Satomi decided that maybe returning home wouldn't hurt. Perhaps he could use the experience gained in Hisui and pursue a new journey in his home. As promised, Arceus returned him to the present, but rather than dropping him back in the modern day Sinnoh region like expected, he instead found himself in the countryside of Paldea. Confused, he did some exploring and met up with a group of researchers; he explained his situation, and they decided to help. In order to help him get used to the present once more and meet people and Pokemon alike across this new region, they aided him in gaining enrollment to Naranja Academy, though suggested he remain quiet of what had happened during his time in Hisui. Upon enrolling into the academy, he meets Y/C, becoming fast friends. Ultimately, he joins Y/C on their journey, searching for a special treasure of his own. Will his mysterious past remain a secret or will you discover that there's more than meets the eye with this unusually experienced trainer?
Crappy plot aside, I'm basically looking to isekai Satomi, a trainer based on the Pokemon: Legends protagonist, once again. This time, we're dropping him into Paldea during the events of Scarlet & Violet. Somewhere along the way, he meets Y/C for the typical Pokemon adventure. They travel about the region, find new Pokemon, meet new people, get into trouble, deal with the local 'evil' team, and all that good stuff. Seeking out both platonic and romantic shenanigans (MxF); open to both canon and OCs. The story could eventually lead to them visiting Hisui, or perhaps even journeying to other regions if we get that far. Feel free to DM me if you're interested in this!
Satomi's character profile

Hello everyone.
I am looking for people living in Austria or people who know someone from Austria that can help with this.
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Tonight, going out to hopefully see more of the norther lights, I had a young, probably was the newborn from the book come down near me as I sang out on the porch. I heard it make three soft steps unlike any other animal. After that, I wanted to let it know I was his friend, so I went out to the log 50ft away, and put an apple on it for Him. I was so glad thinking I was making a friend with a young Bigfoot, that this could change the worlds understanding.
When I was back in my home I heard some odd Bigfoot yelling. The family hated it.
A little later on, I went back out on my porch again in the hopes of seeing the northern lights, but the moon was too bright. I heard purposeful steps to the north, and the south for a reason. They were much stronger than the two-year-old gentle steps. I felt that they had sent a message to the two year old, and that is fine. But I'm not going to just go away as might think possible, I have the arrogance of being human, where humility actually precedes arrogance.
Faith first, I did not faulter, but stayed, as I wondered, were they annoyed that their two-year-old had made contact, or that they were jealous like most people would be? Time will tell, and I'm not running away.
C -
Living With Bigfoot: my story: -, C: 9798396163843: Amazon.com: Books

Addict bf and family
Long story short, my bf’s parents and siblings are the only one that knew all these years about his addiction but have enabled him all along money wise and have been very much on his case about everything he does in life asides of drugs, from what job to do, to having a huge influence towards each decisions in his life. He has very low self esteem and confidence but cares about his image, more or so that people have of him a lot, at the same time.
Basically, the issue is that my bf has made me look like the bad sheep to his friends and extended family because he always covered up for his drugs abuse and everything that I always talked to him about to « help » him in a way to understand his addiction, how serious is it and on, what he’s been doing to himself, to our relationship and to his family was always turned against me. For example: his friends are all drugs addict (I’m not just assuming, I have proofs), me not being okay or comfortable with him hanging out with them as he says that he wants to stop drugs, has been turned against me and he told his friends multiple times when asked to hangout that if he couldn’t because of me. He doesn’t try to make an excuse or share the full story. He just throws me in the ditch while all I’m doing is trying to help him understand.
An alcoholic that wants to try to stop drinking, if he hangs out with his close friends that drinks in front of him constantly, wouldn’t it trigger him to drink? Basic common sense. I’m just being honest and caring but its been used against me.
How can someone make the person that sees him in their worst times on a daily basis look bad in front of people just like that? I’m very hurt and bitter about it. Not so much that I care what people think, I didn’t for years. But I think it’s has started to get to me.
I just talked to one of his close cousin and explained it all. She apologized to me and said she believed him and thought I was controlling and that he never talked about the drug abuse, she said she understood 100% where I’m coming from.
When I explain to him my views , he says he agrees but then bashes me being my back (I’ve seen texts making me look bad constantly). All I tried to do is support someone that is struggling with one of the worst things in life.
Should I speak up to more of his close family members that still think I’m the black sheep by bashing me while he cover himself and his addiction?
TDLR; I’m contemplating on what to do about my addict bf and his ungrateful behaviors towards me.

I dislike phone calls and if I don’t answer I can’t be comfortable until I get it out of the way. Conversations with people are like torture, especially if I express that I have to go and that is ignored and the person keeps talking. If I really like you then I’m very talkative. Or appointments, I can’t relax until it is out of the way. It feels painful. Especially if you encounter someone who is rude along the way, I try to avoid because I know that will ruin my day or I will keep rehashing the situation. It feels like no matter how I try to avoid I’m forced to have these encounters. I have no patience for people anymore. It’s starting to feel like anger rather than it being just an inconvenience. I’m a likeable person too, I’m friendly etc but then people always end up wanting way too much from me, I used to oblige but then it never ends.

I just had an unpleasant conversation with someone who I guess frequents this sub as well lol. A friend of mine told me they posted our interaction so some of you may have seen the conversation. If you haven’t, I basically asked the person if they roleplayed on discord as a first message. They didn’t like that and decided to bite so I bit back and a childish argument ensued.
To give some backstory, I was browsing Reddit and stumbled upon their profile. I skimmed a few of their posts, sent a message and moved on. They replied back soon after saying that my message (which was along the lines of ‘is discord a viable option’) was block worthy. I was confused and they explained it was because I didn’t include a list of information they wanted such as kinks, limits, what post I was coming from etc. I didn’t specify a post because I didn’t come from a specific post, I saw their profile and looked over several of their listings. The reason I didn’t initially answer the rest is because I only roleplay on discord. Some people do not use the app and prefer PMs or other platforms. I’m sure everyone has sent long intro messages to either not receive a reply or to be told they don’t favor the platform you do. It sucks so I no longer write long introductions without having that very simple question (at least I think it is) asked and answered. It’s like asking someone if they’d like to play a game but not knowing if they’re on PC, PS or Xbox, you know? At least that’s my perception. If the answer is yes I’m of course happy to divulge further in conversation, but this individual deemed my message to be “low effort” and was rude from the get-go. I know I shouldn’t have entertained their hostility and just blocked them but I genuinely was confused how a simple and easy question could produce such a dick reaction.
How do you guys respond to peoples ads or to profiles you see that interests you? Is sending a simplistic message asking for platform preferences a fair first message or do you guys write more?

Hi, everyone. Hope you are enjoying your day. I need advice on which bike I should buy. I know how to ride a motorcycle but haven’t done it for a long time. It was 125cc motorcycle. Now I am planning to buy a new one. I am an international student and so I will be starting from my L in Australia. As I know that both the roads and rules are different here in Australia, so I am having trouble to choose a bike. My friends from back are saying that I should not go over 150cc as I may not handle it. Also I should buy something without body for better turning performance. On the other hand, people I know advised me to not buy anything below 250cc as I will be riding it mostly on highway. So I need that much power on my bike. So which bike I should go for? I am confident, I can handle up to 400cc and with a little bit more practice, I can handle 600. So please advise me as you are advising someone amateur.

hi, my name is Cadence!
so i chose this name (more like it chose me) about six months ago, and my friends have been using it for about a month now. it makes me feel real, but any name that aligns with your being would do that. i had a weird epiphany moment when i saw the name used in the wild (something along the lines of a weird pain and then a lightbulb physically appearing above my head and concussing me) but i'm just wondering if that's a clocky name (for context i'm 15 years old, surveys say that most people with that name are about that age but it's not a very common name) my deadname was rare anyways lol

I 29F moved in with my boyfriend 26M 2 years ago. Before I moved I was living with some peeps that were supposed to be my friends. We’ll call these people M, D, and E. M and D were married and both were dating E.
My previous relationship we were poly and that’s how I met M, D, and E. I dated D for a short time. When me and my current boyfriend got together we agreed to stay monogamous. M and D could not respect that and pressured me till the day I left for me to open my relationship and be with D again.
When I moved in it was agreed I’d pay 500$ a month for a roof, a place to sleep, utilities, and food. I didn’t eat much but they were struggling financially and asked me to pitch in an extra 100$ for food. I agreed. Well, they starved me and my boyfriend ended up sending me money to eat everyday.
I have severe insomnia ptsd and anxiety. I do not have much of a social battery anymore and prefer my alone time. M, D and E didn’t like that and tried to control when I did and didn’t sleep and forced me to socialize all the time and would guilt trip me if I didn’t. Also, I cannot handle yelling. They fought every single day. Which made me uncomfortable to be around them.
The last straw was the night before I left when M decided to use a toxic coping skill in front of me which in turn triggered me since I used to use that coping skill. I’m 3 years clean from that.
Next morning I decided to leave. My best friend B was gonna drive me to Georgia instead of M. M,s friend came over told me I was selfish, inconsiderate was leaving for a useless man, and called me the a**hole. I felt I was leaving a toxic situation and doing what was bests for me. M, D, and E not only stole 300$ from me when I left they tried to shut my phone service off that I paid for.
So AITA for moving in with my boyfriend?
A couple things to add. I am disabled. I was on a fixed income. I gave them 600$ a month and they’d steal the rest of my money so I couldn’t save anything. Apartments/hotels/motels were too expensive and shelters only were accepting people who were pregnant and or had kids. I had nowhere else to go because I didn’t know anybody. I had just left a 4 1/2 year dv relationship a few months back and was trying to get my feet grounded again. There was so much more that happened but these things were the biggest of them all.

My god, I'm so sorry this is going to be long...but I have to get this out and I have no one else to rant to except myself, so here I am...
TL;DR 1: Theyre expensive for no reason, stressful for no reason, and honestly I just think they're not worth the time...
I love my fiancee to death, but all I wanted to do was go to a courthouse, sign some documents and be married to this absolute beautiful soul that has graced my life. Then maybe take a month off and go somewhere special out of state that we've always dreamed of (Greece is a huge one! Lol), take a cruise somewhere with the money we've saved, or pay off some credit card/student debts..Hell, or even put down a down payment for a house we've always wanted/talked about, get a couple dogs/chickens we've wanted and just... bask in our life together.
But here we are spending 20+ thousand dollars and countless hours testing different fake flowers, trying to find outfits for the groomsman that fit the color palette (men's warehouse fucking SUCKS compared to getting exact colors at the womens bridal place!), frustrated, crying, figuring out how we want to set up the table decorations, aisle decorations, figuring out what to give as gifts to an event that we're fully paying for, what music to play, people aren't rsvping in a timely manner, hotels, venues, caterers, music, food, transportation, alcohol, day of planners, hair, makeup, etc, etc, ETCETCETCETCETCETCETCETC..
All for family that we hardly talk to on a regular, that we prob will continue not talk to on regular after all is said and done and alot of which don't even get along so seating arrangements are annoying to do. The next few months honestly can't come soon enough so all this can just be behind us and we can move on with our lives.
I want to be married to her, I want to hold her, I want to take her last name, I want to spend my life with her... I don't want a wedding, I don't want to go thru this wedding planning, I don't want to needlessly throw money away like this for a single night to appease the eyes of others, cause honestly that's all weddings feel like to me.
I'm not a fan of being the center of attention in any situation and just the thought of it makes me anxious having to do so for 6+ hours. Not to mention, our wedding party is spending their own hard earned money to fund our Bachelorette party and I feel AWFUL about it. I love and appreciate our friends for going out of their way but we're all in our early 30s now, life is basically established for everyone, everyone has things to do, jobs to work, some have children to take care of, some are in the army, life is so hard, I feel so bad...
My future wife (♡) is so precious to me, this is something she REALLY wants and dammit ill deliver lol, I never wanted to say no, I just wanted a happy compromise... she's been thru so much and denied so much in life I want to give her this, shes so sweet and caring of myself and others, always puts others before herself, truly a selfless soul...but wow...is this wearing us down...
Like I said, I don't really have anyone to rant this out to, everyone is so happy for us I'd feel horrible tearing this event down complaining to someone... We'll be married a literal day before our 8th anniversary and I can't wait for us to fully and completely call each other 'Wife' :)
TL;DR 2: I just don't like weddings.

AITAH for getting teachers involved and the cops called on my friend?
TW for suicide on this post.
So I (16NB) have this friend (18NB) who we will call M. M is a senior at my high school and just turned 18 a few weeks ago. M has been going through some stuff recently, and it’s been rough for them. There’s been a lot of drama, especially in the past few months.
So starting on last Friday, there was some concerning behavior from M. This came to a head today (Tuesday) where I learned M had told a few people that if they didn’t reach out by this Friday, they had k*lled themself. Nobody seemed to care, but I was really freaking out. Nobody had seen them for a few days at this point as well. I’ve had a very similar scenario in the past with another friend who sadly ended up passing away.
I was very very worried at this point (I heard this in one of my first classes of the day), so I went to our school counselor and told her about it. The counselor said she would look into it and that was that, for a while anyway. At the end of the day I checked back in with the counselor and she said she had called M’s parents, but nobody had seen them, and their car and phone was left together at their house, but M was nowhere to be found. So then, the next steps was to get the cops involved.
After this I started texting around, trying to see if anyone had seen them. This is where my friends T (F17) and R (F17) get involved. I text both of them asking if they had seen or heard from M. [For context, when M was 16 they ran away and T had been hiding them at their house. The cops were involved at that point too, but this was nearly 2 years ago]. R said she hadn’t but T left me on read.
So then I have to beg T to answer my text. At this point it was nearly 10pm. She said “yeah they’re fine. I know where they are” and I was like please tell me and she kept refusing. And so I was basically begging her to tell me and then I told her that I told the counselor and the cops were involved.
T then told M about it. Now T and M are mad at me for getting the cops involved. R thinks I was overreacting. Our other mutual friends are mad at me for getting people involved. I was genuinely terrified for M’s life though.
I just need to know, am I the asshole? I feel bad but I also think I made the right choice

Any suggestions
Before I explain the situation. I know a lot of people have different boundaries so please respect. I want to break up with my boyfriend because I don’t trust him anymore. I have my reasons to why. On the 3rd month of dating I let him know that I didn’t feel comfortable him having half naked women on his social media, and he told me he don’t pay any mind attention to that. & I just suggested him to erase them when he comes across them and he agreed. I asked him to why he don’t just erase them he said cus he don’t care for it. Anyways second issue, I used to see a lot of girls Snapchat him and when I mentioned it he said he spoke to his girl- friend that is married and I have met before and his guy friend, although I didn’t believe it I chose to give benefit of the doubt. Only reason why I didn’t believe is cus I saw a recurrent snap emoji of a girl. But I thought to myself it’s just a friend. Everything went down hill as time went by, he in fact commented on the girl snap story “ sexy” on her photo & mentioned to me it’s a girl he used to like/talk back in hs. I didn’t see their conversations but, she was sending heart emojis. Anyways, I chose to stay in the relationship bc I thought to myself it’s just a comment. Even tho it was eating me up that he did that. So that triggered me to check his following and the pictures he be liking on instagram , he was following soooo many girls and liking half naked pictures of women. I was so confused cus he told me don’t pay mind attention and more confused to where he was finding these random girls and following them. I mentioned to him about liking half naked women and told him that I would move on if he continues and he said , okay I understand there’s no excuse for my actions ….. he mentioned it’s a habit. W.e anyways I then asked him to show me his IG DMs bc he was following so many girls I thought to myself what if he’s messaging them , well he showed me and nothing. I asked him nicely brought the concern calmly. Anyways, he felt like I was accusing him. But I just wanted to make sure. Then, I kept on seeing his followers and my last straw was when he followed a stripper. Anyways I mentioned his following at the wrong time when we were in vacation. And he said it’s to get inspiration to take pictures of me that’s why he followed women. Anyways, we left it there and then I brought it up again he got so defensive and tired that I was bringing up this issue again and to why I’m bringing social media. I told him how it made me feel and he said he’ll stop and that it’s a habit. Anyways, yesterday I looked through his following and saw he liked a half naked picture of women after we had that conversation. He told me he was erasing women that was showing ass on Facebook , & instagram & that just showed me bs. Thing is right now he’s in basic training for the army so I can’t do much about it now. But I don’t want to be with him, I feel like there was never a solution and was just slapped with a band aid and he told me he’s only doing the unfollowing and stuff just out of “courtesy”. I’m not sure when and how to break up with him. He’s in basic now and then I see him on his ceremony .We been together for 7 months and this issue has been recurring…. And I’m afraid it will. I see no point of working it out cus it’ll be a long distance relationship. My trust has been broken many times. Also he has wandering eyes . I mentioned to him on the 4th month of dating that he has wandering eyes again he told me it’s a habit and he don’t be noticing that… I told him it’s okay to find other people attractive it’s natural but to break a neck it’s where it becomes an issue and staring . Before he left to basic we went to a concert and I saw him staring at a girl and when she walked by he looked back . Right at front of me. What should I do? Is it really a habit ?

Am i only one who is feeling leftout or homesick . And having problems in making friends in uts sydney . Do people really wanna be friends with people of different nationality or culture because before coming to sydney i thought of having alot of friends from different culture but here after coming i realise its hard to make friends specially in sydney . Any tips / suggestions to socialise

Hi all. This is my first ever post on Reddit. Over the weekend I (f21) was attacked by a male outside my workplace. This was not the first time I’ve been assaulted. I was SA’d when I was 11 and again when I was 17. This recent attack was not sexual just physical but I think if I hadn’t acted as quick as I did, it would have ended with SA. But this moment (for some reason) will not leave my mind. Every time I close my eyes, I see him. Every time I’m alone, I think of this. I lose all control over my body and freeze or start sobbing hysterically. I know it’s not ptsd but I’ve been having anxiety attacks for the past couple of days. I’ve been acting like this hasn’t been affecting me much because I don’t want to bother my family and friends but this is affecting me in a way I never thought it would.
I don’t know what to do or how to proceed with this. I’m too embarrassed to tell people how badly this is messing me up. Everyone seems to have forgotten or just doesn’t care it happened to me. I feel so helpless.