u/Throwawayonaplane13

I 26f have been in a relationship for about 2 1/2 years with 27f and god is the yearning hard.

I have actively been working as much as i can at my current job to try and earn enough money to save but it always feels like something gets in the way. Im looking for a different job but the modern job market is a hellscape and iv been applying for certain jobs that i have past trauma in just because it might offer a bit of extra money. I know she works hard in a job she hates but has her own debts to pay off so i dont want to just rely on her.

I live in the UK and she lives in the US, this girl is truly my world and i yearn every single day just to hold her for a moment, to hear her voice and laugh not through speakers or headphones, for her to be the first thing i see when i wake up and i feel like a sailors wife standing on a balcony looking towards the ocean.

She truly does feel like the one, she understands me better than anyone and everything just feels so easy with her, i know most people would call this a 'honeymoon period' but i dont really care, she means everything to me and i know i mean everything to her.

I will do anything to see her, anything to just reach that goal of seeing her for the first time, i know its not going to be all sunshine and rainbows but im willing to accept the rain if it means i get to see her shine.

Why does yearning have to make you feel this way, i will work hard and i will see her even if it breaks me.

Can you tell im a little dramatic? lol

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u/Throwawayonaplane13 — 1 day ago

Local bakers

Im looking to get a small red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting for a friend, nothing fancy just tasty, if anyone has any good recommendations let me know. Thank you!

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u/Throwawayonaplane13 — 3 days ago
▲ 1.5k r/tifu

Long time lurker first time poster but figured this sub would get a laugh at a more light hearted post.

This happened a couple of years ago when i was 18, i had just been around the shopping centre and decided to treat myself to a meal at one of my favourite restaurants but as i was walking to the restaurant i suddenly got really anxious about being seen at a restaurant by myself (i know its a stupid worry but i, myself, am stupid) and im sure plenty of anxious people can relate when i started practicing what i was going to say in my head as i was waiting at the host desk going 'table for one, please' in my head over and over but when the host came over and asked 'Table for how many?' i panicked and said 'Two please...'.

Im sat at a table by a window and my waitress came over and i said 'Im just waiting for a date but can i get a coke while i wait?' and so i just sit there on my phone with a drink waiting for a person who didnt exist, i waited there for half an hour and i was just really hungry at that point so when the waitress came back over i said 'He isnt answering me, i guess that means he isnt coming...anyway can i get a-' and ordered. The waitress was incredibly sweet and said stuff like 'He missed out' and that i 'looked great' and was super nice for the rest of the afternoon, all the while i feel so guilty for lying as i dont like lying in the first place even over most innocuous stuff like this.

I get my food, i eat, and the waitress is being super sweet the whole time until its time for the bill, as the waitress is getting the bill i notice im the only person left in the restaurant (it was that awkward space between lunch and dinner so it was quiet) and the waitress comes back over with the bill and as im looking it over it says at the bottom 'Paid' with a little hand written note saying 'Have a nice day :)'. I look up at the waitress and she just has a big smile on her face and says 'Have a lovely day, sweetheart' and a wave of shock, guilt and shame washes over me as i mutter out way too many thank yous like that would cleanse my sins and in my shock i completely forgot to tip.

I got home and told my family what happened and its still an inside joke to this day and apparently its the story my brother tells when introducing me to other people because 'its just so you'. This is one of those events that invades my brain while im trying to sleep.

If perchance you are the waitress who served me that day, i am so so so sorry, youre an absolute gem and im sorry you were the victim of my stupidity and anxiety.

TL:DR: I got a free meal because i made up a fake date and i still feel the shame.

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u/Throwawayonaplane13 — 26 days ago