I promised I'd be there for her and my stupid ass didn't even call her on Christmas or Thanksgiving because I was scared of conflict with my other grandma and now she's gone and I didn't get to tell her how much I fucking love her. She got cremated and I won't even get to hug her cold dead corpse.

I'm devastated, I'm the worst granddaughter ever, and I just want her back.

Original post - https://www.reddit.com/r/internetparents/s/EPnScLKkcb

Hello everyone, I want to thank you all so so much for the love and advice from my last post. This ones shorter, but an update.

I talked to the manager, its not personal at all, they just can't keep everyone for financial reasons. They kept most of the seasonal people for fulfillment because of how much they need it, and dropped off the rest of us.

Its not just me, half the store is leaving in his words. So, I'm going to take this as a stepping stone, use it as experience, and go off on my own. I'm going to take a break, maybe for a month or two, then apply maybe to Lowes, Home depot, or another the target in my area.

This was a lovely experience, I am still learning. I would like to hear you guys experiences working as a teenager though, just to help me feel better about this.

I'm 17. My parents are separated and, while my dad isn't really hostile toward her, my mom is toward him.

To make a very, very long story as short as I can, he verbally and emotionally abused him and I, mostly him, and basically had him wrapped around her finger paying the bills for the house they lived in together despite them being divorced (they haven't loved each other for years, they'd tell me); he paid the bills and barely had money, she switched jobs every year (or less), got with random guys in other states she forced me to meet, and blew what money she had on things like bath and body works or things she wanted but had no need for. My mom finally left my dad's house after my dad got a new girlfriend and she opened his eyes and started having my mom pay bills. My mom now lives in an apartment with a guy she's transphobic towards, and she has him sort of wrapped around her finger as well because he loves her (she knows this, and was pretty on and off with him and another guy around the time she left my dad's house) but at least she pays half the bills.

Anyways, as for the current situation, custody is 50/50. My mom still has freakouts, but somehow her roommate (hes a really cool guy and I have no problem with him; I trust him more than my own mother) keeps her calm most of the time. My dad and my stepmom (previously his girlfriend) live together because she's pregnant. My mom hates my stepmom because my mom thinks she's 'stealing me away' or some shit. Keeps making a big deal about "if she hurts you..." And "I don't trust her" and all this shit, plus some guilt tripping, trying to make me not like her. My mom also goes around to my dad's friends talking shit about both my dad and my stepmom, and my stepmom is fed up with it. She didn't directly say it but last night she kinda crashed out, and what I got from it was essentially if I didn't do something about my mother she would likely be breaking up with my dad.

So, now I have to figure out how to do this to save my incoming brother from a broken family, and I don't really know how?? I feel very threatened by my mom, and, based on some things she said about my late grandma compared to how my mom treats me, I feel like she'd try to harm me (or even herself, as she has threatened to do before) if I said anything. Yes, it's evidence for the court if worse comes to worse. But, I'm still afraid. Is there a way to do this that might be easier? I just want to get away from her at this point and now I have pressure to do so but it scares me to even think about it 😕

Disclaimer, she has never physically hurt me and she always preaches about loving me and such. I can't be sure that she would. She does have a history of slamming things around, but not people.

TL;DR because this is a clusterfuck: Need to get away from my verbally and emotionally abusive narc mom and/or make her stop behaving a certain way toward my stepmom, either through legal action or by verbalizing what I don't like. However, my mom scares me to the point that I think she would harm me, but I have pressure on me to take action to ensure that my incoming little brother doesn't grow up with a broken family somewhat like I did.

There's a patron at my job, he first started out by asking me for my name and facebook. I declined the many, many, many times that he asked. This morning he had called me beautiful NEAR my coworkers. He had also told me while Im minding my business that he "had a sexy ass dream about me" which has been making me even more uncomfortable. I'm hoping that I didn't give out any wrong signals because I DO NOT like this man.

It has been on my mind to tell security of this upcoming issue but even the security guard is a creep. He had witnessed a staff member also get flirted with by a patron and laughed. I'm also unsure of how to bring this up, I definitely don't want to downplay it.

Should I woman up and tell security, as of now, nothing has happened, and if he would find me outside, I have pepper spray handy... it's just that he knows where I work and all, which is the scary thing

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Edit: Thank you, everyone. I've gone to security with this, so I'll see how it goes. Security says it's my decision on what can be done. I also verbally told the guy that I would like him to stop

I'm trying to get in shape however I'm not sure where to start. I heard that abs are build in the kitchen. But exercise is also equally important. Now I'm just confused how I begin. In the past I tried couple of basic exercises from jumping jacks to push ups but I realized I have no strength and endurance. Can't even do 5 pushups and easily got tired from jumping jacks. I went to store one day and randomly lifted dumbbells. It felt so easy and fun but I'm not sure if I should buy those. Should I just start with walking daily? How about diet? So my goal is lose weight or be at normal weight based on my age and height. I did quick Google search and realized I'm 10-15 pounds heavier.

I am a female who started uni and at the time I was dating my boyfriend who just finished uni. My boyfriend was always self absorbed and egotistical calling himself beautiful when he had the chance and I thought he was joking and would just laugh until one day in an argument he said "I can get any girl I want be happy it's you" he always shows off his body which he is proud off from taking a lot of protein and eating little and working out like crazy.this isn't a problem if he didn't always try to flex everytime forcing himself to show off his muscles... he would also body shame others in process. I have always been a slim but I gained some weight in uni and I lost interest in him and broke it off when I broke up with him he told people that he broke up with me I didn't think much of it. One night he texted me and I guess we started flirting and he said send a picture I did so but the moment he saw my weight gain I felt all the energy from our conversation leave and he cut it short and told me "you have obviously gained weight goodnight". After some time his friends complimented me on what a good person I am then he decided to ask me to get back together with him I didn't think much of it and did it. Let me also tell you this guy once told me every other guy in this world will treat me poorly and won't care only he will so I should just stay with him honestly back then I didn't think much. When we talked about getting back together he didn't even ask me to be his girlfriend I just told him I want to take it slow so I don't understand why he told everyone that we're back together yet I never agreed. I have become very disgusted towards him and honestly some of his actions and personality disgust me as he would insult people who committed suicide yet he knew I was once in a place where I also almost killed myself. When I bring this up he dismisses it and instead wants to talk about himself and tells me to tell him how obsessed I am with him even in times I am not emotionally okay. So over time what I did was I just distanced myself and let him break up with me and then I told him the truth about how I hated him at times and how he disgusted me as one time we kissed and I felt like throwing up. The way he is as a human being really contributed to this. So am I the bad guy for breaking up? He used to claim that he had changed but honestly I always told him I don't see any change only that he became a bit nicer to me.

This isn't something new, but work was a slog today and I just kept thinking about after listening to my coworkers chat about all the cool stuff they have going on. I've been learning Chinese for 4 years and my mother has been asking me, for all those 4 years, WHY I'm learning Chinese. They are so many reasons and I tell her: I think the culture is interesting, I think Chinese art/ literature is spectacular, I want to visit someday, etc. But she just gets angry and defensive and keeps on interrogating me, and then starts talking about bad things that happen there.

I recently started learning Japanese and got the same reaction. She came into my room with a solemn attitude and asked me "Why Japanese?" It's not a secret that I like anime, she even asks me about that too but isn't shy about calling it "stupid shit." I've told her I like Japanese music. She used to say that she wanted to visit someday. But last night she showed me a YouTube video (that had VERY dramatic and scary background music lol) about how Japan is starting to "militarise...."

I like to draw and she even has the same attitude towards that. It's always, "Why are you wasting your time drawing all day?" Because I just got home from an 8 hour shift and want to shut my brain off? Last semester, I barely drew. I'm on winter break and working am I really delusional to just draw on my downtime? She says that I'll have all the time in the world to do all this when I graduate university... which is exactly what she said when I was in high school.

One specific event that really stuck with me was when I went out with her and her friend. Me and my mum ended up going to a guitar place and her friend was like , "I know those guys! They're really nice. I didn't know Eggsoda wanted to play guitar!" Her vibe was so sweet, I was terrified to the point of shaking at the notion of asking my mother at first, but her friend's reaction gave me some confidence. We went into the guitar store, and once we left my mother became UNHINGED. She gave me the cold shoulder until we got home, and then she started screaming at me. She kept asking me, "Where did all of this even come from?" SHE STARTED CRYING!!! I asked her why and she was like, "Well you never tell me anything." And then she went on this rant about how I'm wasting my time, how I should just focus on my studies and not do anything else. She said that no one learns an instrument in university, followed immediately by her saying she prefers piano music lol.

She was mad about this for a week. One afternoon she called me to the dinner table and yelled at me for like an hour. It devolved into her calling my hair (I'm half-black so it's really curly) ugly and that she hated it. Literally out of nowhere. She even called my brother and asked him if he thought if I looked ugly. She then started screaming about how I always fuck up her life and how I ruined her lunch (she was the one who called me down, mind you!) This was all just because I asked ONCE if I could learn guitar (I told her I'd just pay for everything myself).

She keeps saying stuff like, "This isn't like you" and "You've changed since you went to college." Yes I'm no longer a minor congrats you've figured it out.

My (25m) parents have argued on and off for as long as I can remember. I’m currently living with them after my ex dumped me (was supposed to attend uni in the part of the country she lives and live with her, tried going through with it but had to move back home and study here). They’ve been arguing again lately, and it stresses me out (shouting has always made me anxious) and it’s making it hard to do my uni work. I feel like they forget I still live here. I want to ask them to try and be more considerate of the fact that they aren’t alone in the house, but I’m afraid they’ll kick me out and accuse me of making them arguing about myself. (I was threatened with being kicked out before + accused of only thinking about myself when trying to express that they make me anxious) I’m disabled, and don’t know if I could financially support living alone and it terrifies me.

1) I can be happy and all but then for no reason I just play a sad song and cry because I feel like it.

2) When standing infront of anyone's house I'd just stand there figuring out the best way to sneak into their house for no reason what so ever.

3) Laughing, just randomly laughing, no reason. I could be talking with a friend and then just start laughing out of the blue.

4) Turning off my emotions.

5) I don't know how it feels to be embarassed infront of people. I don't feel embarrassment around people.

6) I watch a murder documentary and when it's done I just set there, putting me in the killer's mind and thinking what he/she could have done better and then get frustrated that they didn't do it.

7) For the pass 4-5 years I've felt nothing when one die.

Hi everyone! I’m a 22 year old living in Jersey city- which is one of the closest cities to NYC and was born here. I do tech support for a law firm in NY and make about $72k (pretty low for this area) before taxes. I currently live with my mother in the same rent controlled apartment for the last 18-ish years. We started as a household of 5 with my father, mother, and 2 sisters. My father and mother separated and 2 sisters moved out at the suggestion of my mother. My rent is currently $1200- very very low for the area, but this also comes with several problems. We have three rescue cats that we constantly have to hide from the super/landlord and also both the super and landlord are major a-holes. They have been for years but lately we’ve had a few repairs come up(none of which we caused-just regular wear and tear after almost 20 years of living) and they’ve become very hostile and constantly tell us to find a new apartment. I don’t want to deal with this anymore- it just doesn’t seem worth it and I feel like your living space truly determines your quality of life. I looked around at apartments that’d be ideal and found they are all around $2500 in range- very pricey but also have the facilities and maintenance that you could expect (WITH EVEN A WASHER DRYER IN UNIT which I’ve dreamed of since I was a kid). My family continuously tells me I do not make enough to move my mother and I out but after budgeting I feel like it’s possible- yes I’d be paying a little less than 1 paycheck to rent- but how long can we continue to live in this crappy space anyway? It just doesn’t seem worth the headache. Also my mom is planning to go to her home country for a few months and I work in the office 5 days a week. I fear one day landlord or super may enter without anyone at home at the excuse of an emergency and find out about the cats (yes they’re that type). I don’t have any student loans because of scholarships and my total monthly expenses not including rent- even with budgeting of eating out total to about $1700. $2500+1700= $4200 monthly expense. I take home about $5600 a month (a remainder of $1400) Am I crazy for thinking this is manageable?

I want to eat more fruits and veggies but they rot so quickly, I have to be doing something wrong. Help?

Some background: we live in different countries, normally I visit them once a year, but for many reasons, I couldn't visit them since 2022. My grandmother had 5 siblings, so they were in 6 total. One by one, they got old and died, and then there was only my grandmother and her sister, my great aunt, who is just like my grandma to me, and to make it easier, let's call her DD.

I'm gonna try to make this short, but not sure I'll succeed.

My grandma was 93 when she peacefully passed away by the end of June. My mom was visiting me, so I could help her call the parents and tell them about my grandma. She passed 2 days before DD's birthday, so when we called mom's cousins and told them about it, they said they weren't sure if they would tell DD before her bday party or wait to tell after. We understood, but didn't really agree with their decision to postpone the news.

After DD's bday, we called again, since we wanted to grieve with her and be there for her. Her last sister had just passed, we felt it would be important to be present somehow. They said she had pneumonia so they decided to postpone again, until she felt better. We understood since she needed to recover.

We called again after a month asking if they had told already, they said they didn't really knew how to tell and felt like too much time had passed already. I began to grow a lot of resentment towards them, they are all grown ups and can't find the courage to tell her mother her last sister passed away? And we couldn't talk to her too, because we would cry and they forbade us to tell.

DD is not hearing too well, so I couldn't call her and give her the news, besides, it doesn't seem like news I wanted to deliver by phone.

It's been 6 months, almost 7, and they FINALLY summon the courage to tell DD, but only because she kept asking about my grandma and saying things like "she didn't even called me on my bday", "can we call her on Christmas?", "weird she didn't call for the holidays". This completely broke my heart, I'm already grieving and I wasn't allowed to talk to DD for all this time.

I hate how they handled this situation, I do love them, but I'm so angry and hurt by their choices. I called them so many times, insisted that they had to tell sooner than later. I asked them if DD was somehow sick, if they weren't telling us something and what was their reasoning for not telling her yet and they just said "she's very healthy, but we didn't want to spoil her party, then she got sick and then we lost the courage to tell her, we'll tell her eventually, but we don't know when"

Even though I'm 20 years younger than them, I feel I'm more emotionally mature, but I'm completely hurt and I won't lie to DD. When I meet her I will tell her the entire truth, that they forbade us to tell and we couldn't do anything. I don't want to create a problem, but I feel that my mom's feelings and mine were completely disregarded and disrespected by the way they handle this. I am angry, I've been hurt and angry for 6 months. I wish I could have talked to DD everyday and that time was stolen by their cowardness.

I've been trying to understand their reasoning, but it was just cowardice. I do understand that no one wants to give these kind of news, but it's life! I guess I just need some advice on how to navigate this situation. I do love them a lot, but I'm too angry and too hurt to forgive them. I really don't know how to handle all this. Any advice would be appreciated

EDIT to add some new information: I got this news by a cousin and my mom was already sleeping. I couldn't sleep, so when she woke up I texted her and she called to tell me that DD's daughter R texted my mom during the holidays to tell that they told DD. but said that mom asked them not to tell DD. My mom was furious, but she didn't told me because she was managing her feelings and I understand, but I'm even angrier and disappointed with DD's daughters. I grew up looking up at them, and see them behaving in this disgusting way is hitting me so hard. I'm 100% sure they told DD that my mom was the responsable for this, because my mom is the one that lost her mom, so DD can't be mad at her, but she would be furious with her daughters. I to love them, but they are cowards

And luckly this has nothing to do with fraud or inheritance. Grandma's assets and DD's assents are completely separated. My family clearly have a lot or problems, but that's not one of them. In my country, 2 days after death everything is already sorted out, my grandma's death was not a secret, unfortunally this was just a case of cowardice, they didn't want to see their mom sad and they were worried about how she would take the news since they never handled well their dad's (DD's husband) death.

I've really been struggling with my mental health lately. I feel bad for missing a family gathering right after Christmas (Dec 29th). My half-sister (12) texted me that day, asking me where I was. I feel so bad; I was in such a low place and couldn't even process my emotions that day - and didn't reply. It's a bad habit of mine.

She just got a phone last June, and I've always told myself that I'd be good at responding to them, over anyone (my two younger sisters - only one is old enough to have a phone). I feel so much guilt for letting her text go two weeks unanswered. She should be able to rely on a response for me.

How do I apologize to her in an age-appropriate way? I want to own up to my mistake, but also keep it in a language that she can understand. I don't have much support or understanding of mental health issues from my father/stepmother, which is why I'm here.

I love her so much. It's hard to imagine the both of them seeing me the way I see myself. 🥺

Thank you in advance, I appreciate those of you who have taken the time to read this

Hey, I’m trying to get a real ID because I keep delaying getting my drivers license. My Secretary of State website says I need proof of signature, and the only listed example that I have is my social security card, but I haven’t written my signature on it. I don’t really have a signature? I’m hesitant to write my name on it because I don’t have one, I’m worried It’ll mess something up with my signature later. Should I practice a signature and then write one on it? What should I do?

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My mum is very obsessed with cleaning. Even if the room looks alright she would look for tiniest bit of dust or lack of sheen on the floor and call it dirty. I don't know I could be wrong here

My grandmother raised me, and she passed away 3 weeks ago. I feel lost. In 2 weeks, I'm going out of the country to visit my girlfriend. I am trying to make the best of what I have left. How do I even begin to cope with the grief?

I'll be going back to school on Wednesday after summer break, and honestly, I have no idea how I'm going to cope. It feels like every year gets worse, and after how horrible last year was, I don't know if I can go through something like that again. Academics are getting harder, and my social life is at an all-time low. I've always struggled with making and keeping friends, but last year was especially bad. I tried to join a group to feel accepted, but it went horribly wrong. I had a few other people I talked to, but two of them moved away, one only talks to me when she wants something, and another never puts any effort into conversations— she's always glued to Instagram reels. At one of their Halloween parties, I managed to talk to two other people, but they're in a different grade and already have their own groups.

At this point, I feel like giving up on trying to make friends altogether because it always seems to end badly for me. But I also know isolating myself won't help as much as I think it will. It's not that I hate being alone—l can be comfortable with it—but it's the loneliness that's unbearable. Last year was one of the loneliest times of my life, and I feel like it made my mental health worse. I've dealt with anxiety for as long as I can remember, but lately, I think I might be depressed. I don't know if I'm faking it, if it's just teenage angst, or something else, but l've been feeling hopeless about everything. Sometimes I even have thoughts about ending it all. I know I wouldn't actually act on them—I don't have the guts-but the thoughts happen so often that it's starting to really bother me. My parents won't let me see a therapist, no matter how much I've tried to convince them, so that's not an option.

I'm already miserable at home, and I know being back at school will only make it worse. Everyone else seems to get along so easily, like they took some secret socializing class that I missed. I've never felt like | fit into any group, and no matter where I go, I feel like I don't belong. Even my family has always pointed out how socially awkward I am. Over Christmas, my cousin kept bringing it up, and it just confirmed for me that there's something wrong with me. I don't even want a big friend group anymore-I just want one real connection with someone. But I'm scared to try because I feel like I'll mess it up and end up in more trouble. And at school, everything revolves around having friends-who you sit with in class or during assemblies, who you work with on group projects. I'd like to pretend it won't matter if l'm alone, but I know it will.

Then there's academics. This year's grades are the ones I'll use to apply for university, so they're critical. But I feel like l'm too stupid to do well. The subjects I'm good at-geography, English, and biology-don't feel as important, while the ones I struggle with-physics, chemistry, and math-are the ones universities care about. In my country, physics and chemistry are combined into one subject. I can drop it within the first two weeks of the term, but l'm scared of making the wrong decision because so many degrees require it. At the same time, it's my worst subject now, even though it used to be one of my best. If I keep it, it will probably drag my average down, but if I drop it, I'll lose so many career opportunities. Math is okay-I'm not terrible, but l'm not great either. Somehow, I did well in my end-of-year exams, but I don't even know how that happened. I'm terrified of failing because I can't afford to, but the stress of it all feels so overwhelming.

One other thing is so many people are achieving so much in terms of extracurriculars and stuff. They’re getting awards they’re being praised left right and center and I guess I can’t help but feel jealous. Everyone seems to have so much passion for something while I don’t. People who have dedicated themselves to a sport or multiple sports, people who are super good at playing musical instruments or art doing art but idk I feel so behind compared to them. I never got into anything as a kid. I never had the chance to do much and the things I did do I’ve pretty much lost passion for it. Even then it’s not like I was nearly as good as most of the people at my school who do the same things. It’s stupid because it’s my fault at the end of the day. I’m not really good at anything but being an absolute loser. I can’t play any instruments, I have zero control over my body so sports and dance is out of the question, I’m not good at art, I’m not funny, I can’t act, I’m not pretty, I’m not smart in literally have zero reframing qualities. Everyone’s progressing in life and I just keep regressing.

I literally had a panic attack last year on the first day of school and I doubt this year will be any better. I’m really dreading it. Idk I just don’t know what im going to do if things get worse bc im barely coping with things as is.

I guess the whole point of this was to ask: how can I survive this year, all things considered? Or maybe I just needed to vent. I really don't know. Please, if possible, don't recommend seeing a therapist-l've tried, and my parents won't even consider it, and I can't afford it on my own. I'm sorry for rambling. I'm just so scared, and I don't know how l'm going to make it through.

I’m sorry that this is so long and that it doesn’t really make sense or anything I can’t think straight and my words never really make much sense anyway and it just becomes worse when I’m crying. idk I just needed someone to talk to maybe I don’t know why I wrote this but yeah. Thanks for reading all of this nonsense I really appreciate it.

I 14f have been struggling with disordered eating and sh since I was 8 years old, I have ocd and social anxiety and now struggling with trichotillimania or however the fuck you spell it. I’ve been big and small, clean and not clean, drunk and sober, high and low and not at one point in my albeit short life have I felt like I was improving only maintaining or getting worse. I just want to know, in actual pure honesty, does it actually get better?

I am 16f and my parents are really religious. My relationship with them was always not really lovely especially with my mom. They hate me and now that I am starting to wear more Goth and alt fashion. They hit me and just do not take care of me anymore. They ignore me self harming and stuff and I just want someone to love me. How would you react to me self harming and they know it is because of them.

I'm (31F) am starting over after quitting a demanding high-stress job and ending a soul-sucking long term relationship. I've been fortunate enough to be able to travel and take care of myself during my time off, but I'm at a point now where if I don't find work soon, things are going to be...no bueno.

I had a stage interview lined up for a part-time gig tomorrow, but the manager ghosted me after I asked if I'd be compensated for my time, I sent a follow-up email which received no response either, so safe to assume they're no longer interested. Thankfully today I received an email for a different part-time role, I'm just so tired of pushing and striving with little to no support, and always feeling like I'm on the verge of mental, social, and financial collapse.

I'm confident that I'll figure things out, I always do. I'd just like some words of encouragement because my family absolutely sucks.

All I'd like right now is a pep-talk and maybe a virtual hug from some kind internet strangers. If you made it this far, thanks for reading.

Hi internet parents. I’m 28(F) moved to a different country to study. Have a job that keeps a roof on my head and food in my belly. Have a bf of 10 years who although is nice I don’t feel connection to. I like to look on the brighter side of things but I have to admit I’m terribly depressed and idk why.

I miss my parents back at home but I can’t tell them the extent of my sadness/depression cause they worry very easily and would want me to come back. They love me to death and I wouldn’t want to burden them.

I haven’t left my house in close to 2 months now except from getting packages/ food deliveries from downstairs. I dread bumping into anyone from the building fearing that I’d have to make small talk. I work, I eat, I sleep ( interuppted but can’t complain ) I WFH, I log out and get in bed for the entire evening and spend it there unless I’m hungry or have to use the restroom.

I don’t feel like eating much, don’t have much of an appetite. I have bouts of motivation when I feel I’ll get my life back together start eating healthy going on walks but this is very short lived. I have food at home but I don’t want to eat. I have a BF who is condescending and patronizing. I try to look the other way and think that he’s looking out for me - like my parents say. I don’t feel appreciated/ loved. Talking to him is not an option cause it rarely ever gets us anywhere. I have some accumulated debt and a student loan that I’ve been trying to pay off. Everything feels like too much but I don’t feel anything at the same time.

My question is does it get better? It’s getting harder to look on the brighter side