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The simplest task feels insurmountable—like climbing a mountain when you're already out of breath. The weight of all expectations, both from others and myself, settles onto my shoulders like an impossibly heavy coat. I think about reaching out to friends, but the thought of opening up is even scarier than sitting silently with my worries. It’s a lonely balance, feeling the world move on while I stand still, paralyzed by doubt and trepidation. I find solace in the quiet, but the quiet can often echo back my unfounded fears, making it deafening.

Some days, I wake up feeling an empty heaviness in my chest, as though a weight is pressing me down. It seems to seep into everything I do, casting a shadow over even the simplest tasks. I wonder if anyone else notices or if I'm just wearing a mask that hides my struggle. The relentless ticking of the clock strains my nerves further, counting down the moments until I can finally close my eyes again. I try to shake it off, but anxiety wraps around me, tightening with each passing minute.

How about those mornings when absolutely everything just goes wrong? You know, the kind where your alarm fails, and your cat decides to barf on your clean sheets. And before we know it, you trip over all the things you thought were put up. Getting out the door feels impossible when every single thing conspires against you. I question life's sense of timing more often than I'd admit!

I've been logged into Netflix for hours, just searching for something new to watch. Somehow, I end up watching the same shows on repeat, like I'm holding out for a show that doesn't exist! The “mindless” phase doesn’t help since paradoxically my mind wanders during attempts to focus.

I don’t think people truly understand how exhausting it is to feel anxious all the time. I dread situations that don’t even warrant panic, and yet my mind races like a hamster in a wheel. It’s cruel, trapping yourself in thoughts that spiral downward. Wanting to enjoy an outing but fearing the worst is a harsh reality. I wish there was a switch to turn off the worry, even for a moment.

How could anyone think someone somewhere wants a christmas card with pictures of you and your family plastered around my house? I get sending it to close relatives, but this shit needs to stop. Just knowing you sat there, placed it in an envelope, and said "yeah, I know he'll love this picture of us....everyone should have a picture of us in their living room or glued to their fridge". Im throwing it out!

Does anyone else find it maddening how social media shows only the ‘perfect’ parts of life? Every scroll makes me feel less than, more lonely. I know it’s all curated imagery, but still, it festers at my self-esteem. You see beautiful vacations and perfect meals while I can’t even piece together a simple dinner. It’s hard to remember reality when everyone else looks so put together.

Why does it seem like everyone around me is moving forward while I'm stuck in park? Friends' announcements about promotions and engagements are like little daggers to my heart. Meanwhile, I’m just sitting here, plowing through one mediocre day after another. I want to be happy for them, but I can’t help the green-eyed monster that creeps in. It’s tough when my failures loom larger than their successes.

It feels like every time I finally get a handle on my finances, something else pops up to drag me back down. My car needs an expensive repair, and instead of celebrating my tiny savings, all I can think about is how I’ll never escape this cycle. I constantly feel like I'm living paycheck to paycheck. Grocery shopping shouldn’t have to feel like a trial. Can't a person catch a break?

It really bothers me when people don’t say thank you. Like, do you have any idea how many pleasantries I throw your way? A little gratitude goes a long way, but apparently, the world forgot how to be polite. Today, I held the door for a man who couldn’t even meet my eyes. Honestly, it gets me down, feeling invisible in a room full of people.

HBO host Bill Maher called out Jimmy Kimmel on his podcast for excluding him from thanks after defending Kimmel's suspension and criticizes late-night hosts for ideological bias.

I attended a wedding yesterday for my best friend of 10 years, and it was great,. but as I watched them share vows, I couldnt help but think about me still being single. It’s complicated to feel both joy and longing at the same moment.

Today, I found out that my best friend is expecting a baby, and while my heart is filled with joy for her and her partner., I can help but also feel like our friendship might change and things will end. I guess it’s just a mix of emotions that comes with major life changes.

Had to say goodbye to my childhood dog last week. It hurts so much, but I’m grateful for all the years we shared.

Why do people insist on asking when I’m going to settle down? Just because I’m in my twenties doesn’t mean I have to conform to their timeline! I’m focusing on my career and living my best life, thank you very much.

I am SO tired of people not cleaning up after their dogs! It’s not that hard to carry a little bag and pick up the poop. Honestly, do better, people. My neighborhood looks like a minefield!"

Royal experts warn Andrew Mountbatten Windsor is more vulnerable than ever to legal punishments as public pressure mounts for accountability in Epstein case following title removal.

Can we talk about public transportation? I swear every time I'm on the subway, there's someone blasting music like they think they're at a concert! I just want a peaceful ride to work, is that too much to ask?

I’m so sick of people using their phone at the gym! Seriously, can we take a break from scrolling through Instagram while pretending to lift weights? It's distracting and honestly, kind of rude.

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I absolutely hate driving, more specifically other drivers. Cutting people off, no signals, talking on phones, holy shit does it grind my gears. I rather walk 100 miles carrying 10 bags of groceries in each arm then drive 10 minutes and get stuck behind some asshole who acts like an inconsiderate piece of shit on the road. Aright Im done

Is this site just a mish mosh of thought garbage and depression? Smile and take a stroll somewhere folks, it's going to be okay

The family of Samir Zitouni, say they are "immensely proud" and he has "always been a hero".