if someone's doing moral things only because they "fear" god,
are they even moral?
who are you when no one is watching, judging, stopping you? let that decide your character.
My life is one where I’m constantly surrounded by others: coworkers, clients, family, extended family, etc. I rarely ever get to be alone driving in my car these days. I’d love it if even once a week I could wake up alone in our house and know that no one is coming over or will be around me for the whole day.
this has been my insight.
I don’t live in past, future or present but in my mind an imagination that will never exist in my life. Since I was 15 I never live in my reality and it’s look like I can’t control it now I’m 20 these imagination keep existing in my mind while I don’t enjoy my true self. The longer it exist the more I lost touch with reality and that is the time I don’t have any reason to keep going anymore.
I’m turning 19 in a couple days and I work as a receptionist, but I also handle events and social media, so I’m a bit more involved at my job and know a lot about how things run.
A few weeks ago, a new guy (around 50) started. I felt bad because I remember how overwhelming the job can be at first, so I stayed about 20 to 25 minutes after my shift with my manager there and walked him through everything he would need to know at the front desk. I genuinely just wanted to help him feel more comfortable.
But ever since then, he has been way too comfortable with me, and I’m starting to regret that I even did that.
For context, I’m one of the only girls who works there consistently, and he does not act like this with the other girls at all.
Every time I see him, he asks if I have a boyfriend. He has made comments about giving me driving lessons since I do not have my G2 yet, calls me a beautiful young lady, and says things like when I turn 19 I am going to be going out to bars and getting with a bunch of guys. It feels really personal and inappropriate, especially in a work setting, and it makes me uncomfortable every single time.
The last straw was at a staff meeting. I was talking to two of my coworkers before it started, and he came up behind me and hugged me from the back. It lasted around 10 seconds, and he was rubbing my back and telling me I am amazing and the best girl who works there. The whole room went quiet and it was obvious how uncomfortable it was.
Then as we were walking into the conference room, he started massaging the back of my neck. I did not say anything. I know I should have, but I struggle a lot with boundaries in the moment, so I just sped up to get away from him.
Later, when food came out, I said I was not eating because I had plans after. In front of everyone, including my boss and manager, he said, “Oh, she has a boyfriend, she is going on a date.” The room went silent again.
After the meeting, one of my coworkers who saw everything pulled me aside and said, “What was that? That made me so uncomfortable just watching it. Are you okay?” I kind of laughed at first because I did not even know how to respond, but then I told him honestly that it made me really uncomfortable too. I also told him that I felt like I was going crazy because when I mentioned it to my manager before, she brushed it off and said he just has bad memory, he is awkward, and that he is like a father figure.
He immediately said that is not okay and that he is not allowed to touch me like that. He told me it was crossing a line and asked if I wanted him to say something or make a complaint on my behalf. I did not think he actually would, so I kind of brushed it off again.
A couple days later, he messaged me and said, “Hey, I just wanted to let you know I spoke to our manager about what happened with him touching you. I told her it is not acceptable and it is not okay for him to make you feel like that at work. She said she is going to handle it and talk to him and keep it anonymous, so do not worry. I have your back and I am going to follow up with her to make sure something gets done.”
I thanked him and told him that was really nice of him and that he did not have to do that. I also told him I was a little nervous, and he reassured me again that I would be okay and that he just did not feel right staying quiet after seeing that.
The thing is, this guy only acts like this with me. I asked the other girls I work with and they all said he does not do anything like this with them. So now I feel like if he gets talked to, he is going to know it was me.
I am really worried about what happens next. If he confronts me and asks if I reported him, what do I even say in that moment? If he denies everything or tries to twist it, how do I handle that? And if he does not say anything at all but his behavior continues, what should I do then?
Also, how do I actually start setting boundaries in the moment? I feel like I freeze or try to laugh things off instead of saying something direct, and I do not want to keep feeling like this at work.
Has anyone been in something like this before? What would you do in my position?
I'm looking for hope. Tell me your stories, how did you survive your toughest time?
I love stories of overcoming, and healing through even your darkest hour when you saw no imaginable way to keep going. Life is hard, but I think there is always a silver lining. What is your story of triumph? Are you in it now? What got you through?
I just need some hope. If anyone could give me a first hand account about them feeling content in life, I would really appreciate it. I'm 17 and feeling completely hopeless and terrified regarding my future. I have no idea what I'm gonna do with my life or how I'm going to stay off the street.
29 about to turn 30, and I think this is the loneliest I’ve ever felt in my entire life. I have friends who are bit distance away, and I’ve tried hard to make more friends in my city, but I feel like my age is so hard.
It’s like everyone I used to know has kids and a career and a husband and there’s so much I can’t relate to anymore. I keep venturing out for my friends who are in my stage of life and can’t find any.
I don’t even think i want kids anymore, and families are triggering to me because of so much i’ve unpacked in the last couple of years.
I’m just trying to stay hopeful i can find community, but am struggling.
Where do 29 year old females taking a less traditional path find community??
I was always introverted in high school but in saying that, I peaked in high school. Lots of my experiences and good memories come from high school. I graduated during COVID-19 and when all that isolation happened— I also became isolated. I moved away, lost contact with people and never reconnected with life in general. For the past 6 years, I’ve worked, gamed, exercised and slept. I haven’t made any friends, memories or connections these past few years and I’ve only just realised… I’ve forgotten how to live. Hearing all my co-workers saying “I’m going to do this… with this person… oh I’m doing this for Easter.” and here I am…
It’s a weird feeling to explain. I don’t know where to start as someone that experiences the world myself. I’m not even needing/wanting friends but how can I break this pattern of working to sleep and finding enjoyment as a single person?
I don't know if it's just me, but quite often when I'm in public, or in general. I don't always want to be the center of attention with people making a big fuss over me. I know that they are being nice giving me compliments which I'm always grateful for. But I feel like I'm someone who's more to myself and under the radar which for me is my safe space. Is it normal to be like that, or am I the only one?
i found out the guy i’m seeing has a live-in partner and she’s 8 months pregnant, the girl reached out to me.
at first she was calm and i even met her. i went to their house but it got worse — she was blaming me, and they were fighting in front of me. through messages, she told me we’d talk calmly, just not when the guy is around.
fast forward a few days, she’s been messaging me again but now very angry. last night i decided to end things properly. i messaged them both, explained everything, and said sorry to the girl for what would supposedly be the last time because i’ll be changing my number. me and the guy talked too, but i didn’t flirt — i just let out my thoughts, cussed him out, and let him know how shitty everything is.
today, the girl messaged me again, really angry, calling me things like sl*t, wh*re, etc. she doesn’t even know me personally but she’s threatening to post everything (pinning me as the other woman), said she’ll slap me if she sees me, and even said she’ll go to our house lol.
to make things worse, what i thought was a 24 y/o guy is actually 30, and the girl is around 28. i’m fcking 19. what a rollercoaster.
i don’t understand what’s going on. what should i do? i already removed my contact number from my phone so idk bout them
So this year life has been hell. My wife left me, I got mugged at knifepoint and I lost my job in the same month, which in the nicest way possible, completely destroyed me. I couldnt get out of bed, all I wanted to do was sleep and eventually die, until the day I decided to talk about it.
After I opened up it was like a switch was flipped, letting out so much agony and heartache. I can honestly say I am doing better now and life is looking up, I ve secured a good paying job which I like in a nice historical town, im gonna to move and start my life over after everything thats happened.
Life has not been kind to me, but I can be kind to myself.
And it feels amazing.
Before, I felt like almost that was happening in my life should be posted. I was crazily online. However, it was consuming me too much too; I couldn't put down my phone because I needed to scroll on Facebook and Instagram. I spent so many hours putting on makeup and taking hundreds of photos just to post 3-5 pictures. Every time I see something nice, I want to buy it (I couldn't afford any of them though, haha), so I feel so jealous and envious of all people, especially teenagers who have such nice things. It was draining me, and it took me some time to realize.
During the pandemic, I saw this girl (local) on TikTok, and she was sharing her experiences about how social media consumes her while she was also struggling with her ED. At that time, I related to her so much; I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror because of how uncomfortable I was with my body. Eventually, I followed her on YouTube, and from watching her vlogs, I learned so much. She makes me want to improve myself, and I did. Her comforting, motivating words were engraved on my mind. I started deactivating my socials; my friends had no idea what I was doing or how I was, and vice versa.
It felt nice and refreshing; it was something I needed that time. However, as time went by, I felt so behind about my friends' lives, and I didn't like the feeling of that. They even told me that I was too hard to reach out to; they said that there were times that when they hung out, they would talk about me, how I was doing, and if I was alright.
I thought I needed to vanish to feel good and make some improvements about myself. I didn't realize that all I need is balance, to be content, and to always remember that not everything you see online is something that you must have as well; people post the best version of themselves, and you have no idea what was happening in their real life.
So now I'm back BUT balanced, content, and still improving. I'm living my life at my own pace, and that's completely normal. Life's not a race anyway.
“They aren’t happy, they just pretend to be. Happy people don’t try to make others miserable.” - A quote from my mother yesterday.
I’ve been dealing with just a lot in life, and it’s the typical highschool graduation experience. I’ve been screwed over by so many people at my school. I’m empathetic, and I try to be open to people. Unfortunately, open up to the wrong ones and you’ll find out the hard way. Anyhow, it always sucks to see those people who screwed you over get to be happy, y’know? I’m over here barely hanging on.
So I’m staying at a resort/technically a fleet of condos but it feels resort-ish and my room is on floor 2. I had come back from the pool and was on ground floor, going up to 2, but the elevator was exceptionally slow. Two other people joined me in waiting for maybe 4 minutes before we caught one, and I accidentally pressed parking so we went down. Picked up two people there and we had to re-press all the buttons for where we were getting off. I guess I didn’t notice someone pressed ground floor, and we got to ground but no one got off and so I thought it was my floor. I squeezed between the two guys and said “excuse me” all confident and everything. Until I was three steps out and realized this was NOT floor two and it was ground floor, where I just waited with these people to get on. I couldn’t bear to turn around and embarrass myself getting back on, so I just kept walking like I meant to get off and hoped they didn’t notice. I had to walk around and then catch a new elevator. Whole excursion was like ten minutes. Just to get up one floor. Where were the stairs and why arent they made apparent??? Please share your own stories so I can laugh and not feel as bad about mine 😭
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Disclaimer this is all going to be one run-on sentence because I’m so stressed out I don’t even want to bother with typing so basically my life is just going to shit or that’s how it feels but I feel like that’s also how it seems first of all, I can’t drive my car. I haven’t been able to drive my car for a month because it’s starting vibrating so I need to get these things fixed and luckily with used parts and with this new mechanic that I’ve got it won’t be too expensive but at the same time it’s still an expense nonetheless, and on top of that I need to find an internship for this summer. My semester ends in two months and then my summer semester, which is literally just my internship starts in May this summer and I don’t have an internship and I feel like with the field I’m going for it pretty hard to find an internship because it’s not like a regular job. It’s at the airport so there’s not really someone you can call to check in on your you know application. I’m doing better in school. I have got my grades up because that was also a stress factor but I did get them up so I’m not thinking about them that much but also I have other things to pay for like my card note and my tuition and my insurance and my credit card bills so having to pay for all of that stuff on top of having to save up for my car is definitely you know an issue and on top of all of that lately I just haven’t really felt secure at my job, I’ve never really felt secure at my job and I’ve been here for a year and a half. My boss is very mean she’s very mean to everybody though so I know it’s not just a mean thing but like lately it just seems like shit it’s just happening to me at work like the other week. My drawer was $100 over have no idea where that hundred dollars was because my deposit balance and then I came in today and my drawers $21 over now. This could be my mistake and I took accountability for this cause you’re supposed to counter your drawer when you first come in and then when you leave, I didn’t count it when I leave. I was just rushing but like my deposit still balanced so I have no idea how it’s 21 over and then on top of that I’m going through my second puberty. I just turned 21 in February and I swear ever since then my body has not been the same. My skin is dryer. I’m gaining weight faster. My hair is not cooperating. I feel like I have to go to the immediate care every day because I’ve literally had three muscle spasms and three different areas of my body in the last week and this is just like I’ll literally go to sleep and I’ll wake up with a muscle spasm or something sprained on my body like literally I sprained my ankle in my sleep. How the fuck do you even do that so I’m just feeling angry and everybody says change your perspective on everything. That’s really the biggest thing change your perspective, but this is not about perspective. I’m a very optimistic person, but I’m also a realist like what the fuck is going on why is everything literally going to shit like I don’t understand and I’m like scared and also on the verge of giving up like I don’t wanna do any of this shit anymore. I just want to go into a coma until things get better.
I don’t have a long post just wanted to share with anyone that I cried at work today for the first time. In a teams meeting on mute off camera. And then just went on about the workday like normal. I’ve had tough days at work but have never cried at work before.
I’ve been struggling for a while but I’m thinking I should take this as a sign.
EDIT: I forget that i also cried the day before (not in a meeting) after I got a raise. Not happy tears. And I’m not a crier.
Have you ever cried at work?
Hello I'm here to point an experience I had with bullying and how unaccounted some people can get for doing stuff, just because they are rich. I'm a person from Brazil, who studied in a school, with the name starting with Obj, and I cannot say how horrible my experience there was. This girl, was a daughter of very rich parents who owned the territory where the school was made, for that reason, she could do anything without being punished by it. She would always bully people, at first, when she was only by the age of 6, she would make comments about someone, make fun of them and harass them, and if we told the director or the teachers, they would just turn a blind eye to it. After I left that school, things just got worse, she would get more violent, like throwing stuff, being it milk, paper or trash. Not a while ago, she turned 18 and no one talks about it anymore, she lives her life like nothing, since she never was accounted for the things she did.