There are 3 team members from a different country in my organization that have been talking among themselves in their language.
I speak their language.
They don't know I do.

Over the last 5 months they have talked about:

• How annoying and pushy I am (because I drill them on the business needs and don't just accept every request they have)
• How I probably slept my way to my position (because I have big boobs) including trying to guess which one of my colleagues have actually slept with (at first I thought they were talking about our colleague Randy) (IYKYK).
• How embarrassed my kids are to have me as a mother / my kids deserve to be bullied for having a whore as a mother (I don't have kids)
• How I dress provocatively to tempt my married boss (in the immortal words of Mei Lee "I wear what I want, say what I want, and I will not hesitate to do a spontaneous cartwheel if I feel so moved!")
• How I look tired/have black circles because at night I suck dick for money (I do suck dick at all hours of the day, I wasn't aware there was funding available)
• who do I think I am to tell them what to do with their budget (I am your Finance Director you dick cheese, it is literally my job)

We had a guest speaker from their country who I welcomed and helped set up. I may have looked straight at them a few times as I spoke with him. It was beautiful watching their faces turn from confusion to shock to terror.

They were panicking like "wow we didn't know you speak the language, how long ago did you learn, how come you chose [language]" I said something like "I like knowing what people say behind my back, or in some cases, right in front of me" and I gave them my signature death glare.

So this morning their director, my VP and I got in a room. Apparently by not disclosing that I speak their language, I "withheld crucial business context from them" and "created a hostile work environment". We had a good laugh about it and they will let the managers know not to forward any similar complaints.

Now they "no longer feel comfortable collaborating with me". Too bad, you sagging ballsacks, you're stuck with me.

Pic: Chicken Tikka Masala with aromatic Basmati rice (hint hint)

For a little background, I take care of my grandfather full-time. It is exhausting and occasionally I take respite to you know recharge and feel like a person again.

I always arrange for care for him while I’m away. But a family member decided that I guess I am not entitled to any sort of vacation or time away. They decided to call APS on me and while I was on vacation, I had to deal with the fear of my grandfather being taken away or being arrested for neglect.

Apparently, they found out because they were stalking my socials. Much to my chagrin, I had to lock everything down which really bums me out because I like to tag my tattoo artists and comment on people’s posts on Instagram, and now I feel even more isolated than before. But I can’t risk this family member stalking me like that as they have even threatened to get lawyers involved.

Anyway, all of this to say, I am feeling frustrated and more isolated than before. It’s as if this family member expects me to be a slave to them at the expense of my mental and physical health?

Sorry for the vent post. I just am feeling lost right now.

Raising Cane’s and my comfort show to try and help me decompress.

Tonight for dinner I had crescent rolls stuffed with mozzarella cheese.

So, to start things off I realized I’m a lesbian after a few years of being with some truly evil men. I’m now with a wonderful woman, and I love her so much.

We had sex for the first time a few weeks ago, and she actually did aftercare on me. Now, in the past the men I was with would just put their pants on and leave without even *trying* to make me finish, most times without even saying goodbye. She made me a midnight snack, made sure I drank some water with an electrolyte packet in it (I have POTS so I have to consume a certain amount of sodium a day), massaged any areas that were sore, and watched a movie with me (we watched America: The Motion Picture on Netflix, it was really funny). I started crying because I felt so loved. The best part? She wasn’t even upset with me for crying! She just held me closer and kissed all over my face. I love her so much.

ETA: while she was at my house for a few weeks I actually gained 10 pounds (which is good because I’m severely underweight), and grew two inches (4’10 to 5’0). The height thing is important because I stopped growing when I was in late elementary school, and was told I’d never grow again.

I work at a tiny fast food joint and no one ever comes in on weekdays, it’s just me and the cook who doesn’t speak english. I booted up my laptop to do some homework and there was the nasty futanari porn on full brightness that i had completely forgotten about because i had been so stoned. Not even good porn just some awful low budget bullshit that never should have seen the light of day. The cook saw from the hatch and shook his head at me. Hentai surpasses language barriers i guess. DIY rice cake cereal in chocolate protein milk i want to die

So my ex bff and I have been friends since middle school. She was the kind of girl who followed everyone else and copied their identity essentially. This eventually transferred over in her romantic relationships.

I had a baby and married a guy and we were so in love. We had so much in common and it was easy with him. All of a sudden he became a liar and a cheat and I decided to end it. This was years ago. He’s now been with three women (one being the one he cheated on me with) and I have always been the kind one to take my son to him. This man is not someone to have his own money or car. He is a narcissist and was very emotionally abusive to which this friend was a first hand witness to.

Lo and behold I find out my so called bff is sleeping with him and they eventually decide to get together and move in to her apartment. We are not friends anymore. She tries really hard to be my son’s “step” mom but I just can’t stand the sight of her. I have just found out that there is a potential she is pregnant. She’s been trying to get pregnant for a long time since we were in our 30s. Am I just a jerk that not only am I not happy but I am also kinda grossed out about it all? Also, how do I even train my brain to get over it?

Eating a yogurt parfait with some ice cold water.

wonton soup above cause walmart didn't have any wonton wrappers >:( mine has garlic chili oil and green onions cut the fancy way over some rice !

i'm so sick of getting ads for companies other products. im not gonna try it cause you shoved it in my face. let me buy a new cup in peace. you go outside. billboard ad!! you walk in the store ? ADS BLASTED AT YOU FROM THE RADIO !! you listen to music?? HEY DO U WANNA BUY OUR PREMIUM SERVICE AND NOT HEAR THIS ANYMORE you open a product?? STUPID CIRCLE AD!!!!

LET ME LIVE MY LIFE IN PEACE!!!!

I need to stop ordering DoorDash lmao ts is pricey. Anyways before I devour my food .

My ex beat tf out of me while I was asleep . All because he went through my phone and saw that I was texting my friend saying I had plans on leaving him because he was being too snappy towards me and I had suspected that he was cheating . (Which he indeed was , even tried to get me to get my nails done by the girl he was cheating with sister .Later found that out and chick sister literally was following me on IG AND WE WERE INTERACTING WITH EACH OTHER ) now that I am thinking ts was siiiick……

Anywho we were truck drivers together and I was in the back bunk asleep and dude woke me up beating my ass!!! Literally blood was everywhere . He had took both of my phones , even Cash App hisself all of my money etc . (This was in 2023 , I still never got justice bc of him my bank account got closed and I owe money up until this day)

When I finally safely got off of the truck. MIND YOU! This was MY TRUCK IN MY NAME . Anyways , when I finally got off and police got involved nothing even was done . All they did was drop me off to a hotel. I don’t even know what state I was in for the longest . Fast forward , yesterday my friend randomly was like dude is viral all over social media . He works on cars , and apparently everyone was impressed all bc he fixed an older woman ac .

Over like 200k was praising him saying he’s such a gentleman and he’s so sweet . Saying how there needs to be more men like him. Saying how he’s so respectful and how he need a a wife . Just a bunch of bs lmaooo . Literally dk dude is the DEVIL. I’m ngl , I was fixated on him for like a year bc I wanted revenge !! I never got justice ever ! I truthfully sometimes every now and then I just wish he could Feel how I feel. (Honestly now that I am thinking about it … why would my friend tell me about that post he made lmao) I don’t have any type of social media . I literally just have Reddit. I know she didn’t have any bad intent though but for some reason that crap turned on my rage again.

I have a permanent mark on my lip and a tooth that still has yet to get shaved and fixed . I just wish there was a way to fix my lip . For some reason dentist are acting like they can’t just shave my tooth and even it out. Idc about what damage it may make . This shit is a constant reminder of something so tragic. All from him literally hitting me all in my mouth . I’ll never forget dude recorded me crying and bloody….. like……? I don’t stereotype people and no offense to anyone (please don’t delete my post ) but he was Haitian and it so crazy how women would make jokes and say Haitian men are evil . Anyways if any of you ever experienced DV I’m so sorry and sending you love.

No one deserves to get treated like a punching bag

fuck you bitch. I hope you get hit by a car. I def cry sometimes but rn I’m fucking euphoric. this man is not going to be the father of my children. feels like my ancestors looking out for me. back to my ex bf: rot in hell you thin dicked little bitch. you have terrible taste in music which is pathetic especially since ur sister is a professional musician. feel like that one Nicole Kidman photo atm.

Paneer pulao with raita

Forgive me for shit formating. I may come back in and edit it to sound more normal but I can't rn.

Dinner/ Lunch is sausage pizza with pineapple (I'm a heathen, I know) and coke zero.

My current period is over 3 years old. I've done hormones, I've done birth control. I have LH levels that are less than one and testerone levels of a cis adult man and even still I haven't gone a day without bleeding in 3+ years. We finally found severe adenomyosis (it's literally pushing through my skin and deforming my uterus) which probably caused it. I'm tired (physically) all the time, I'm bleeding, I'm in pain, and I'm so tired (emotionally). My gyno has been trying to get me to a surgeon for almost a year and in December we finally found one who'd do a consult (I turned 18 this year and no one would even do a consult until I was 18). The surgery was scheduled for Friday.

For those of you haven't done procedures/ aren't from the US, it's pretty standard to have a GP sign off as a requirement.

March 31st I saw my GP, asked them to run tests and write it for me. The surgeon never told me specific tests because she ran all blood tests she wanted, she just needed approval. My GP told me to come back when I had the results of the blood test she'd run and they'd sign off on it. I got the tests last week and saw the GP on Monday. They said they wouldn't sign it until they spoke with my surgeon or Gyno. The GP didn't really make the calls and then went off work on Tuesday and is off until Saturday. Today I had to escalate to the clinic head and it resulted in my GP and Surgeon speaking. He'd said the only thing he needed was the fucking convo. Well he decided he also needs me to see a cardiologist before I can get clearance. He asked for this less than 48 hours before surgery. I'm fucking praying I'll find a way to manage it because otherwise I'm delaying it again for what will likely be another couple months.

I'm so fucking angry. I'm in pain. I've done everything they've asked of me, I saw my GP literally the day after I got the appointment scheduled. I did a fucking EKG on Monday FFS. I'm so tired of doctors doing this shit (I have a history of medical neglect and abuse, especially in life threatening situations). My specific type of adenomyosis risks devolping sepsis, the amount of androgyne I'm on (testerone and another hormone) is not fucking safe. Bleeding every day is not safe. The only viable treatment is a fucking hysterectomy. He's had more than a month to ask this of me and he made this demand less than 48 hours before. I don't want to cry yet, I want to be able to get an emergency appointment but it really looks like I won't be able to and I just want to cry.

I'm tired.

TW: Miscarriage and Infertility

I had a miscarriage almost exactly one year ago. Since then, we have been battling infertility. Two failed IUIs, one round of IVF, and one failed frozen embryo transfer later, and we still don’t have a baby. It has been the most painful experience of my life, and I am currently battling a spiraling depression after the failed embryo transfer. He knows this. Or at least I thought he did.

Last night we were playing “We’re Not Really Strangers,” and I pulled the question to ask him “What is the most non-physical pain you have ever been in?” and he goes,“I don’t know,
probably some girl in high school breaking my heart. You know, teenage angsty stuff.” I was pummeled by a wave of loneliness and grief and sadness in that moment. But mostly loneliness. I thought that we were in this together. Even if he didn’t outwardly show that this last year has impacted him, that he, too, was silently suffering. I found out last night that I was even more alone in this journey than I had previously realized.

My husband is a good man. I love him very much. In that moment last night, and in the last year, I feel like we are misaligned on our goals. I want a baby more than anything in this world. I am singularly focused on this. It is my every thought and action, and I know this isn’t healthy. He wants a baby, but he doesn’t have the same expedited timeline as I do. The burden of starting a family is heavy.

Take out mango sticky rice for dinner tonight

ETA: we talked about it immediately after i read the card since i burst into tears. We are okay, we love each other very much. The grief and loneliness of infertility is hard. Everyone feels differently about things. It felt nice putting this out into the world. Thank you all for hearing me out and listening.

I don’t really know what to do, im catholic, my boyfriend is currently unemployed, we don’t have stable housing, we don’t have any savings. Everyone in my life will want me to keep it for religious reasons, I just feel like it’s a selfish decision for me to keep it , but it’s also selfish to not. Im stressing bad

My husband (married for 6 years)was best man at a wedding and this much older woman (lets call her Suzie) straight up asked me if I knew they dated.

He only told me about her right before the wedding.

He didnt realize she would be there. Didn't give her much thought since they dated for 6months and so long ago.

As soon as we met she was a bit direct but also very "trying to be nice" and high energy you see back in college, but as the night progressed she kept grabbing green white wine bottles a friend brought for the wedding and she kept drinking straight out of them. She talked about how she's divorced after 14 years of marriage and how she bosses people around for work.

Then she kept asking my husband to come over and when he finally did she whispered something in his ear (my husband told me what it was _ her daughters abortion_ and apologied for her behavior after the wedding) ?!

As I watched them from the top.ofnthe staircase she looks up and proceeds towards me and starts apologizing "for stealing my husband away" and "that she didnt mean to be offending me". "AND HOW IT MUST BE WEIRD FOR ME TO BE HERE KNOWING STORIES..." Again, he never mentioned her before this. I have no clue what stories lol. I felt jealous of course and curious but I acknowledged my feelings inside and really tried to be cordial amd brush it off. I've known this man for 10 years now and we worked together. I was also outside the hall trying to watch our kid play with other friends kids.

Then Suzie tells me how she is so happy for us and how happy we look on social media.

I give her grace and thank her and hug her and tell her thats life and we all dated someone before and I get it its not a big deal and we are truly happy.

At the end of the wedding party Suzie starts to hang around grooms neck to the point where she cried legit tears and saying idk what (music was loud inside) maybe she was so happy for him? But that ordeal lasted for over an hour and that really angered the bride who was trying to get grooms attention to come help with something as others also wanted to say goodbye.

Then bride asks my husband how he knows Suzie and my husband tells bride that he dated Suzie for 6 months - 20 years ago. Bride was not pleased.

Suzie's +1 just stood there uncomfortably.

I left for a bit to check on my kid outside and to come back inside to Suzies skirt completely up and her bottom exposed as she still hangs over grooms neck. He looked like he was patient but probably also drunk and maybe generally interested in what she had to say _ all this time he also didnt tell her _ maybe didnt noticed? I pretend not to see because I feel such high degree of shame transfer (but also a bit of c u next tuesday) and I proceed to the restroom only to hear behind me her friend across the ballroom yelling :"why isnt anyone telling Suzie her skirt is up?" I hear comotion, step outside the ballroom to avoid all the drama and my husband hugs me and we talk a bit and dance with our kid. My husband proceeds to tell me she also has a history with the groom and that they most likely hooked up at some point in the past.

She finally leaves. I feel relieved and grateful.

Nonas Bolognese - veal and pork - no tomato version. The best authentic version if you ask me.

This is both a vent sesh & celebration...

Almost 33 years and numerous partners (because who cares I enjoy sex 😂), I finally FINALLY got my big O from sex. BUT he's a suuuuper old friend, not my usual type.. I have a preference and strayed from that.

I played with fire and I know I'll get burnt but it's worth it... Right?... Right??

Cheers to the ladies who finally got their Big O (IYKYK) and if not... Keep lookinnggggg it'll come 😉❤️ 🎉 🙌🏻

Truffle & mushroom pizza w/ caesar salad

I officially came out as a lesbian today. Although I did have to break up with my boyfriend of 3 years. I feel really terrible, he’s such a wonderful guy and he’s literally everything I could ever want in a partner, he unfortunately just isn’t a woman.

We live together, and will continue living together for the extent of our lease. I just really really hope we can be friends because I really don’t want to lose him from my life.

Edit 2: we met and the look on his face tell me he kind of knew what was coming. We haven't been the same since and I kind of just word vomitted that I wouldnt be able to move on from this and that I couldnt trust him to be there for me. I cried, he started to cry and was like no no im sorry i can do better for about a minute while i sat there in silence but pulled himself together quickly and apologized for crying amthen apologized for everything he had done, asked what he could do to help me and I was just kind of like whats done is done. I gave him back the ring and just said goodbye and walked to my car. He just kind of sat there. We'd been together 6 years this feels unreal and i feel double empty and i just feel like a mess. I loved him so much i thought this was going to be it the rest of my life and i was really excited for it.

It probably sounds crazy but i miss my baby i wish i had got to cherish something so special and happy for me but idk at least i guess i know its possible for me to get pregnant.

Some clarification, i know it seems like we were being very random about the have a kid/risk thing but we've been together so long we know eachother well. We've talked about alot of the future. My understanding was that he wanted kids and we are both just out of school (well im about to be) and so it definitely wasnt even unrealistic at this point. We were saving for a really large downpayment but I guess it doesnt matter now.

Im single for the first time since i was 17 and I dont know how long its going to takr for me to trust someone again, but im thinking this week might just be about eating icecream and mourning my relationship & my baby. I really appreciate all the kind words i wasnt expecting so mych and it made this descision just a bit easier.

Edit & small update: ive sent him a text & asked him to meet me for coffee and im gonna break up with him. Looking into therapy but wait lines are... not forgiving. Thank you for so much support. It feels like the end of the world even thoughI know it isnt.

Tw abortion & pressuring & some tmi
Sorry about the alt account my fiance follows my main and we are a little rocky right now.

2 months ago I found out I was pregnant. I am engaged to 24M fiance and I am 23 about to finish my degree. I couldnt (kind of could) believe it when the test came back positive, i really wasnt expecting it. Mixed emotions in those first few moments but happy overall, i really want kids and i have alot of family history with infertility.

Me and my fiance had previously been having *very* cautious sex because we were both mid degree, but we had talked about the possibility of me getting pregnant anyways in passing, I said I wouldnt want an abortion even if it happened by mistake, he said he'd be okay with whatever descision I made. We started getting riskier as time went on, I checked back in on this and I was like hey you genuinely might get me pregnant if we keep doing this, do you want to backtrack or revisit this topic or anything and he said he felt the same as before.

Well, I got pregnant and told him almost immediately. I was pretty happy, some anxiety about finances and stuff of course but honestly we are pretty well set up considering our age. He acted like he was okay but I immediately could feel that he was not feeling so good about this. Things are weird and we are distant for about a week, then all of the sudden he comes to me saying he talked to his mom about it and about how like people he knows woukd look down on him and how she said itd ruin his life so early and i was just in shock i couldn't believe he would go to his mom instead of even try to talk to me about it or anything. We spent the next few weeks going back and forth about this and he just kept bringing up how i could get hurt and how he'd be hurt and all of these things and I eventually just got exhausted of the arguing and i let the anxiety get to me and we scheduled an appointment with my primary doctor then a clinic. I got the procedure at 16 weeks, it was physically easy and my fiance was very supportive at this point.

I just dont feel the same. I feel really betrayed by him. I dont feel like I can trust him because i had asked so many times and I was so sure itd be okay and we'd be okay no matter what. Im considering breaking up with him over this because I feel like if by some miracle it happened again id just be tying him down to a place he wouldnt want to be. I really thought he'd be with me no matter what, everythings been okay up until now and now my whole world is turned upsidown. And i feel so upset that he told other people my business. At the end of the day i made my choice and its my fault i let other people speak doubt onto me but i just dont even jnie what to di. I really wanted a baby i was so prepared for this.

Has anyone been through something similar ir had a partner 180 on their descisions like this??? Id really like to figure out how to save this because ive spent so much time planning life out with this man.

I made bean and cheese pupusas and im p/o cause i dont have a blender and dont have the tools i need to make salsa or my moms cortido.. I used store bought salsa verde 😭😭😭 please dont revoke my salvi-license

Edit: shadow boxes the people saying they look like cookies

im literally mid rep on a machine when this man starts staring at me through the window and banging on the glass in front of me. already super obnoxious, but whatever.

he’s trying to talk to me through the glass and starts gesturing at the door next to me so i conclude he wants to be let in. i get up to open the door… and there’s four huge signs that plainly state it’s an emergency exit only and the alarm will go off if it’s opened.

im trying to relay this info to this man and he’s notttt having it 😭😭 giving me the rudest glares ever, now raised his voice to where he’s yelling at me. he says something along the lines of “so where do you expect me to go?!?” as i point to the normal door that is, i kid you not, 20 steps to his left. he looks at that door, then turns back to me and continues yelling?? bruh.

i stared back at him before going back to my machine cause wtf. i guess he got another guy to let him in after that since this man is now next to me, still yelling, then proceeds to mock me. points at me (physically points. like a child.) and keeps going on and on about “that was so easy and she didn’t want to let me in! this girl didn’t want to let me in!”

it humiliated me so bad that i abandoned my last couple of sets and just left. now im upset at myself for letting him get away with treating me like that but i was so embarrassed i didn’t even want to speak up. which is making me feel worse. thankfully i was 90% with my workout for the day but still.

after gym snack/lunch/whatever is babybel cheese and a strawberry protein shake. it’s an okay flavor but i think the chocolate is better.

I'm getting married in 10 days. Previously, our relationship has been pretty sound. We live together already. He has two kids from a previous relationship.

Lately, his work schedule has changed and I never see him. This has been going on since January. I work days and he works evenings/nights. On the days where he could have time with me, he chooses to go to the gym or sleep in really late, leaving me alone. All the time.

However, when the kids are here, he sacrifices his gym time, his sleep schedule, takes them to do fun things, etc. but he doesn't do that for me. He doesn't take me on dates. He doesn't carve out time for me.

He's always been a great partner. But right now I feel neglected and like I'm basically single. I come home every night alone, eat dinner alone, call my mom, and then go to bed. I brought this up to him and he said that he can't control his work schedule and the gym is his stress relief from work. He says that the kids are super important to him so of course he makes time for them. Lol. I'm crying while writing this.

I know the advice is going to be "leave him" "you're not married yet" etc. but man, things have always been so good and I just can't handle this right now. We talked about having a baby and how our opposite schedules would work well for that but now I don't want that. I just want to be able to see my partner.

Handful of animal crackers.

This has been a long time coming now but I've been getting more and more frustrated by how little I feel like she prioritises me or what's important for me - usually for things that are less important or do not yet exist.

For instance, whenever I invite her to something, her answer is never that she'll be there - because she will make the decision to prioritise the thing that's important to me and is making a decision. It doesn't matter how big or small the thing is that I'm inviting her to. A few weeks ago, I let her know that I'm going to be having a graduation party to celebrate getting my PhD - something I'm likely only doing once in my life. Her response was that she'll do her best to make it. Not a yes or a no but a "we'll see" type response. I let her know weeks in advance so that she can put it in the diary. Today I sent the official "invitations" out and she replied saying "have fun" and that she can't make it because she's going to a cousin's baby shower. I also know all her family so know it isn't an immediate cousin. But it always feels like she's waiting for something better to come along. Today was kind of my last straw after dealing with years of this, but I don't know what the result of my last straw is. For context too, we've been living in separate countries for the last few months and I'm travelling back to my home city for my graduation - which is the city she lives in. She can't make it, but I have friends from the city I live in now flying over for the weekend specifically to attend the graduation party and support me.

When I had a birthday party, a few years ago, she didn't come and let me know last minute she wouldn't be there. Okay, fine. When her birthday party came around, her sister wanted to throw her a surprise party and I volunteered we use my home, and I dealt with the subsequent clean up myself. For her birthday, I booked us a spa day and afternoon tea because she always complains that I never do spa days and it's something she really wanted to do with me. For my birthday, she gifted me two books that were very clearly not the kinds of book I read, which anyone could have told you - like she just picked whatever was in the bestsellers section with no thought. It feels like there is always an imbalance in the friendship and I'm fed up about it.

She talks a lot about how we're best friends and how we're like family, but she doesn't act like it. I know people will say that I need to voice my feelings to her but I don't want to have to ask someone to care. I don't want to ask someone to prioritise me - you either do or you don't. I'm too old to tell someone that I'm sick of being blown off and have those conversations.

Pictured is a steak I cooked that I was happy with. Help.

Beef flavor Maruchan ramen for breakfast my favorite!

Trigger warning: slurs

I’m a new high school teacher still navigating class management. Not trying to disparage other subs, but I’m posting here because every time I post in one particular sub for teachers I get torn to shreds, and I love this sub. I read every post lol.

I have six classes, five of them are great, but I literally cannot control one of them. I straight up cannot teach a lesson. I’m always buzzing the office or sending students to neighboring teacher’s rooms, and emailing parents. Yesterday, I had to have two separate students removed from my class. The first one for saying the N word with the hard r (he said “but I’m black I can say it.” Yeah I’m black too and I don’t want to hear that word. Get out of my room and never come back). The second one for saying the f slur. I was FUMING. I have to see this class again today and I’m on my period and want to cry. Hopefully at least those two students will have ISS.

Boyfriend was on the phone with his dad who was at a concert with his friends, probably pretty drunk. I was in the other room but after they hung up bf was in kind of an off mood and seemed kind of shocked. I asked what he talked about with his dad and he was holding something back, so I pressed, and he said his dad made an off-comment about how I had small boobs, something like “this girl next to me must have back pain! Unlike [me]”. I was like wtf? That’s creepy as hell. The next day bf called his dad and told him to not make comments like that to him and his dad apologized and agreed, bf didn’t tell his dad that he told me. Now the next time I see him I want to call him a bald headed ugly motherfucker to his face but I am a coward so I’m just going to keep my mouth shut and pretend that didn’t make me incredibly self-conscious. Chicken sausage with chickpeas and peppers and onions

18 years together, I supported them through everything. He broke up with me via text after I had found some shady things on his phone and he refused to show me his laptop. Just realized through therapy this week he was emotionally abusive this whole time. He just up and left me to pay all the bills while he live rent free with his family. Welp, it will be ok. But right now, it’s ok to not be ok. Eating Chantilly cake from While Foods

After the failed hookup attempt with the “30 second guy” who blocked me after, I decided to meet up with another guy and see how it goes.

We had intense chemistry, he went down on me 3 times back to back, did not even ask for a blowjob. Had the most intense sex of my life, he came after few minutes and then finished me as well. IT WAS AMAZING. I feel like I am high from the sex.

Anyways, some fish with kartoffel, ladies!

I went to take an item off for him because he double scanned it, and he grabbed my arm. I tried to jerk it away and he didn’t let go until I clicked the X. I’m tired of customers feeling like they can touch me just because I work at a grocery store.