r/rant

I (26F) started a weight loss journey in January after deciding I needed to change myself. I’ve been overweight, then obese, then morbidly obese virtually my whole life due to comfort eating from childhood PTSD. In the last 12 weeks I’ve been doing weekly therapy, monthly meets with a dietitian, and have lost nearly 25lbs. I’m 2 lbs away from no longer being morbidly/class III obese. I have a long way to go still but I’m so proud of myself and feel so much better in my body every single day.

I have (had?) a friend from college who I hadn’t seen since early February, back when I was early on in the weight loss. To be honest, I was hiding my weight loss goals from them. They’ve been very sensitive about weight in the past, and heavily critical of GLP1s. They’ve expressed some disappointment at (overweight) celebrities and influencers losing weight, blaming it on internalized fatphobia. What’s interesting is they aren’t overweight themselves, they appear to be right in the range of “healthy BMI.” Last time we met, the weight loss wasn’t visible yet and I just didn’t bring it up. We decided to catch up over dinner yesterday. The weight loss was visible by now, and I could tell my friend realized by the way they kept looking at me.

They didn’t say anything at first, and we just caught up as normal. When it came time to order, I ordered a much smaller meal than I would in the past. For the record, it wasn’t any kind of crazy diet meal. I got 3 grilled shrimp tacos and a diet coke. It’s not like I got a salad without dressing or something absurd. This is a meal I liked and would order in the past, only back then I would get extra sides and a margarita and probably dessert too. As soon as the waiter left, they sighed dramatically and asked, “So I guess you’ve started taking Ozempic now?”

I told them no, which is the truth. I’d love to take a GLP1, but my insurance refused to cover the cost since I don’t yet have “negative health effects” from my obesity. They laughed and said that’s what everyone on weight loss medication says. I said it didn’t matter if I was on medication or not, and said something along the lines of “I’m happy, I’m working with a therapist and dietitian and I’m not starving myself. This is something I’ve wanted for myself my whole life. I want to live a long life, I want kids, and I was scared my weight would hold me back from the life I want. I understand weight and dieting is a sensitive topic for you so I want to keep this to myself, but please understand that this is the choice I’m making.”

To their credit, they let us move on but the rest of the evening was tense. A few hours after I got home, they sent me a text (summarized because it was much longer and rambled, but this was the gist):

“I’ve been really upset since our conversation at dinner tonight. I always considered you a safe person to be around and it hurts a lot seeing you fall for this new wave diet culture even though we always talked about how harmful it is. I respect your choice, although I do hope you reconsider using harmful methods to achieve “health”, but I don’t know if I can be around to watch it happen.”

I haven’t fully processed it yet. I’m not devastated but I am frustrated. It’s funny because my most supportive friends so far have been my overweight/obese or formerly overweight friends. But this friend, who has never struggled with carrying excess weight in their life, is acting like they’re being personally victimized by my weight loss. If they no longer want to be my friend because of this I’m fine without them, but I am annoyed. I don’t know if this friend has ever been diagnosed with an eating disorder, but they have spoken extensively about body image issues. And I understand that it’s complex. But they have an objectively “normal” body, the numbers show they aren’t anywhere near obese even if that’s what they see in the mirror. I think it’s ridiculous to act like their body image issues are at all comparable with the very real MEDICAL DANGER I was (and am still) in due to my weight, and that their feelings matter at all in my choice.

i dont wanna say the name because god knows how many members from my church could be here and rat me out. but fuck it, it’s in kerala, india.

ive been bottling it up for more than a decade. my mother was the first to get into this church before later bringing me into it when i was 5 years old. i never questioned anything, i was a young child. this church controls you, and i mean controls you. i won’t disrespect their gospel teachings because those are their beliefs and i respect it. they have so many rules for everyone.

1. not permitted to watch movies of any kind.
2. cannot go to the theater
3. cannot use the app instagram/snapchat/youtube
4. cannot date anyone
5. cannot marry anyone
6. cannot be pregnant and if a married couple does get pregnant, the baby is of the devils or is the devil
7. has to break all ties with family that are not in faith
8. must live near the church (and if not, their pressured by the church members or the believers)
9. has to attend every meeting designed specifically for certain age groups (ex: youth, infants, teenage)

…there is more but this is all i can remember at the moment (sorry y’all i just finished an anxiety attack)

here’s some of the strict rules girls have;

1. can’t wear hair down, must be up in an appropriate manner (which means no bangs either)
2. cant wear a dress without wrapping a shawl around it and wearing leggings underneath
3. cannot show ankles
4. can’t grow nails or paint them
5. can’t dye hair
6. can’t talk to boys
7. can’t have best friends (which goes to everyone in general)
8. cannot be friends with the wordly girls/people
9. cannot cut hair too short

i just wanted to let that out and tell you. it’s just the rules. theres more shit happening inside. it’s so messed up and i genuinely hate it. i want out but they won’t let me.

y’all free to hmu and know more… or just comment. it’ll calm my nerves down ong.

The idea of feminism and religion walking hand in hand is no different than a bird defending it's cage because it's warm. A religion talking about respecting women for their ability to give birth and be a mother, or glorifying their 'nurturing' capabilities is not empowering.

If it really was that empowering, then women wouldn't be banned from having a right to the leader position in religious institutions

And it's always the same argument 'oh but that's not religion's fault that's culture, they're totally different'. Mf the entire society uses your religion as a reason to make those 'cultural decisions'.

You will always find an old man citing religious text to depend why it's not wrong to oppress women, but when do you find a women using a religious text/ teaching to defend her argument??

IF any religion really was feminist in idea, then women would be happiest in places where religion extremism was the norm. Just to be clear my opinion is created after watching atleast 3 religious group's women make this claim. The only one their trying to convince us themselves.

My (55f) older brother texted me yesterday that our 86yo father went to go get his car inspected and drove away in a brand new car. Who is financing a six year auto loan to an octogenarian?!?!

Like the sales manager should have thought about his grandma/grandpa. Now granted we do not have financial POA at this moment, but this still feels like predatory lending to me…I am currently 800 miles away for work, but they’ve already received an email from me. Just needed to rant. (There’s no right to rescission in PA for auto, already looked into that).

It's mostly to keep informed, secondly to keep in contact with friends. Otherwise, I've realised every single app and website, whether it be Reddit, YouTube, Instagram, tiktok, X or threads, follows the exact same formula:

1. Main original post

2. Comments criticising and trolling the main post

3. Replies to those comments either in support of, or arguing against the comments.

4. The odd supportive comment

5. The odd light hearted joking comment

That's it.

Chances are I will get replies to this very comment either disagreeing with me or trolling me, and even by writing that, someone will say I'm playing the victim card.

I've seen past the formula and it's all boring now.

Rip your bong, enjoy your joint, eat your gummies. I do not care if you enjoy getting high, more power to you honestly. But goddammit, stay TF off the road. ISTG, I can be out driving at 6am and someone in front of me is ripping weed in their car. All hours of the day, any time I'm on the road inevitably there will be somebody getting high while driving

Then mofos try to justify it by saying, "at least its not as bad as drunk driving"

Ok and???

You're still in an altered state of mind. Your reaction time and perception is being slowed down. Wait until you get home or find someone to drive you back. Weed isn't supposed to be addictive, you don't need to get high at this very moment

I’m in my 40’s. Today, I finally cut off my FWB. I loved this person. This wasn’t an easy decision.

I’m learning that it’s ok to grieve. It’s ok to respect and value Yourself and walk away. I will cry. I will miss him. My heart will mend.

We both deserve better!

I am a happily divorced father of 2 wonderful kids with a newish 50/50 custody arrangement. I often get to chat with other divorced dads. Without fail, the “crippling” burden of having to pay child support comes up. Now I get it, having to shell out a monthly payment to your ex HURTS, but where my annoyance stems from are the talking points(arranged in order of annoyance to me).

1)Many of these men would rather their kids go hungry and neglected than pay another cent. Not only is that fucked, but in general they are not willing to change their work life and other things to incorporate taking care of the kids. That’s not being a dad, that’s what the world calls a dead beat. If you are willing to let your kids go neglected and hungry, sign your rights away. You don’t deserve your kids

2. Variation of “If I have to her so she can take care of my kids, then I should have them full time instead of her” I am in support of a 50/50 split for both parents, but only if both parties can support taking care of the kid/s. Does your schedule allow you for school drop off and pick up? If not, how are you going to support that? Oh, you can’t afford to pay someone to pick up and watch your kids till you get home?…. Then how the literal hell are you going to ensure your young child is covered in the legal sense?!?! There is a reason why child support exists. The courts assume that both parties can work and use the non custodial parent to off set the cost of these items.

3. “my ex never lets me see my kids.” When was the last time you tried? Oh 6 months? Why? You don’t see the point of trying and you moved 3 states away? That’s on you my dude. Not only do you pay to never see your kids, but you moved AWAY from your kids. She moved? The fucking follow her and get a court order to prevent that from happening again with out hoops to jump through. I personally have a hard time not breaking composure here as I moved from IL to TX so I could be there for my kids. The only exception to judgement imo are military personnel or others who are on gov contracts.

4. “It would be SOOOOOOO much cheaper if I had my kids full time.” Ha. Haha. Hahaha. It is not. This is the point that was made to me this AM causing this rant. If I was a weekend father, I would “save” about 950/mo in expenses . I wouldn’t have to worry about which school district I’m in, afterschool care(550/mo), I could down size my home(~400/mo), afterschool pick up and care(300/mo), extra food costs(~200/mo)or summer coverage(~100/mo) over a 12 month yr. That’s NOT including activities,clothes, meds, dental appointments, eye appointments etc. If you cannot afford your kids when they are not with you, you won’t be able to afford the kids when you gain custody.

I am over it. If you want more time with your kids, fight for it. Yes, it is expensive to get everything redone, but if you have positioned yourself as a parent that can take care of the kids w/o major disruptions to kids life and schedules, you will have moderate to massive success. If you are unwilling to make it work into your life or thrust the responsibilities onto your gf for the month, do your kids a favor and keep only paying child support. That it. Rant over

I know she doesn't understand what she did. But that was my son's birthday cake that I made and she fucking ruined it. I think I'm entitled to be upset!

You love your dog. You love bringing little Luna or Mason the to grocery store, nail salon, Starbucks, and other public places. No matter what. Doesn't matter if dogs are allowed.

I also love my dog, she's awesome! She's my baby. She's my life. She's also a big friendly girl who loves to get up in everyone's business, but I can understand that's not for everyone.

Regardless of how big or small our canine friends may be, not everyone is a dog lover for whatever their reasons are (allergies, traumatic experiences, etc.) that's okay. I don't need to subject them to my dog, or see my wonderful dog have her own adverse experience.

Also grocery stores? Yuck! Again, I love my girl but don't want her to shed all over the produce.

So can we compromise? Can you just leave your fur child in the car like I do? Preferably when it's not too hot or cold, with the windows cracked, and after a potty and water break.

Otherwise, keep your dog at home. Please and thank you.

*Obviously this excludes service dogs! And no, emotional support dogs are not the same.*

Im at the bar and got up to use the bathroom. Come back and the guy who was sitting next to me (a stranger) is now standing up at the bar between my seat and his. So in order for me to sit back in my seat I would have to be literally touching him. So I stand on the other side of my chair. Because I dont want to be that close to you dude!! Wtf? Also the seat in the other side of him is empty....I dont get it. Why are ppl like this?

Working in tech and everything is just AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI

I usually scroll past the “why can’t I get a girlfriend” or “why are men like this” type of posts but I was just curious lol, so I clicked on a post and OP literally asked why women want to be attracted to the men they want to date….

Bc I guess he was upset that no woman would give him a chance if they weren’t attracted to him and like…well, yea? Like you want to date someone who made it obvious they’re not attracted to you?? I’m still not entirely sure what he was upset about lol.

Idk it’s just whenever I read posts like this from either gender it’s like there’s this underlying resentment that they can’t force the ppl they’re attracted to, to be attracted to them and like…once again I’m not sure what they’re upset about bc that’s not how the real world works. It’s almost like they feel like if they enter the right code, and say the right things or look the right way, the person they want will just fall into their laps. And when it inevitably doesn’t happen, they get super angry at themselves or angry at the world like they have been the victim of some massive injustice.

I’ve only met someone irl like this once in college but online it seems like a lot of folks feel this way but I don’t know.

For those who don't know, when you're looking for directions on Google Maps you can add multiple stops which the route has to run through, an extremely useful feature if you're planning to do a lot of things in a set area like a holiday or shopping trip at a retail park.

One must imagine it's simple under the hood right? It's just multiple trips chained together, so if you want to get from A to C while stopping off at B, it just calculates the route from A to B, then adds on the route from B to C to the end of it.

It works fine for walking, cycling and even driving and has done for some time now, and yet its still not a feature for public transport.

If I want to plan a multi stop trip along one train line I have to open up multiple tab of google map and do it all manually, the write it all out onto paper or a spreadsheet or something even though (to my knowledge) there's absolutely no reason Google couldn't do this automatically considering it already has trains and bus schedules built into it so it could compensate, so it's not that that prevents them from making it a feature.

If I don’t make it home with God it’s this:

I am a gay man. see the human person, like myself, as a primate species. How does the primate species live free? Free intimacy, sex, laying together. Homo or heteo.:: the very action of touch and hormones, pheromones, is freeing to a human being, relieves pain, relieves stress, brings meaning to a man’s life.

When I would hook up a lot in my younger years, that affirmed life in me. Those guys brought light into me. The boyfriend who said I was crazy? He brought me life and he kept me going. The random hookup in parking lot in 2003? Brought me life in my heart. I remember fondly how it felt to touch and feel.

A man or woman needs that freedom. In a socioeconomic decline? This touch and sex and life is one of the few remaining escapes a person has.

I started sexually free and felt love and felt at home with my own kind. I never knew no shame until the world forced it upon me. That was the beginning of death in my life. Then people try and weaponize my needs for touch as a weapon to try and hurt me. I am stupid/autistic so people try to play me or lure me places i wont go, compromising situations. That is death. For a man to be in chains and unable to feel or touch his own kind like our primate cousins do? That is death to me.

When I write to you. I am giving you the most deep truth from my heart. But in religion it says I am wrong. But if I am wrong? I must die. I cannot live, I cannot breathe and I cannot thrive in a word where I can’t hold my own kind with me. My genes, my heart, my brain and my body all need that touch, that affirms life to me. It doesn’t fucking matter if it’s a guy, it has to be a guy because a woman? A woman will bring no Joy or feeling or release to my body. It will bring discomfort and disturbance.

The religion asserts order and institution. It strictly restrains human need to touch into traditions and regulation. But in 21st century? No paying jobs to support? Housing very high? This is death. Now a man like me has no man to lay with. He took my light from me, he took his love from me, because I cannot be or behave like a normal man. I give it my best, I make huge amounts of bangers for you to enjoy, to vibe and rock out with me. This is another form of life. The music? It affirms life. But it’s not the only one.

I might not go to heaven because I defend the man and the lady to be free to touch, to have levity and openness in relationships. The human is semi monogamous but we are not 100% monogamous in all cases, most people cannot be that way indefinitely, the design of our flesh needs resets every so often. There should be some order to life and there needs to be family and such. But at the same time, some men need to be free. Some men cannot maintain a family. Some men aren’t wired to be able to adhere to the institutions. And if a man is marked for death and followed and impeded and fucked with? He dies. He can’t love, he can’t have sex, his genes say “hey man why are we still here”.

The deepest sorrow is in my heart because I need to be with someone and lay with them, someone like me. Without him, I feel pain.

I feel pain and deep sorrow if the world twists or weaponizes my need against me to hurt me while it denies me love or someone to be with, my brain gets scrambled and my heart comes apart.

So maybe im not the winner if I’m a person like that? But I cannot be another person. I am stuck in this body and this brain and it needs someone. So I start coming apart and needing to go. I cannot be the way the world demands me to be. Because I am Tristan. Tristan needs dudes in his heart. They are my world, they affirm life within me if they are with me. And I now experience deep pain and deep sorrow. So deep my brain cells die and I’m duller after the pain wave ends until a new one comes.

I love my brother, and my sister, and the most important thing I can think of for him and her is to be free to be intimate, to have some order yes but to not have death constantly waiting to chop head off if they stray from home. This experience I am living is the most cruel reality because it gives me this body, this manhood, this desire and craving to be with my own kind someone like me, and this reality uses this to hurt me. Sometimes it is giving me danger or harm, other times it is absent altogether and I’m suffering. But I’ve been alive many many years, I’ve rode all the different waves of my neurological health, and the deepest sorrow I will ever share with you is that my whole life? I did get sex yes, but I didn’t get any man I could be with for years to be stable and come home to. Because my behavior was too strange and they wouldn’t stay, but I needed to feel anyway so I got some hookups but now they are gone, and I hurt.

So yes, I defend a brother who is hurt because he needed to feel better and needed to reach for someone. And in my inner universe and my inner world, I crave a world where man can be intimate with his own kind or with a lady however he may be designed but I know a straight man is straight and a gay man is gay… and they need to be able to breathe not be under the death of institutions. And the idea of men being blocked for their whole life from that intimacy they need? Torture to me.

I might sound like an asshole here, so I apologize

One thing I noticed about observing people, specifically classmates, is that..they’re just so damn enthusiastic about the goings-on of people’s lives. I have a very small set of friends I interact with, however, they have their own friends. We tend to get along, but the thing is they are so incredibly uninteresting to speak to. I honestly look at my friend in awe whenever he speaks with his friends with such a caring attitude. I genuinely cannot speak with these people for more than 5 minutes without it becoming so meaningless to me. This is also sort of apparent in my (main) friend. Nowadays whenever he tells me about some sort of situation he got into or some kind of argument he was in, I typically only listen because I do not want to hurt his feelings, as I know he is very sensitive. But it is ultimately too uninteresting. I feel as if engaging with my hobbies, such as music and reading, is more interesting than speaking to people.

Then again, I am required to speak to people to pass this time of my life.

Wanna start your own business? Be careful scammers will set up cell phones on your business name and impersonate you and hack and extort your google business page.

Wanna drive? Pay tolls and tax and insurance and the occasional ticket

Wanna eat? Try to avoid all the cheap hot addicting stuff!

Wanna buy a house? Build quality sucks now , inflation and property taxes are fucked

Wanna raise a family? Well Two incomes are not enough silly you both will work your asses off barely spend time with each other and be too tired for the things you love

The older I get the more I think that part in the Bible where it says this word is ruled by the devil and sin the more depressing it gets. The news is depressing, traffic feels like mad max, nobody really has answers everybody is just running around fucking People over back stabbing , scamming extorting it’s wild when you think of it

This is NOT an AITA. I probably was. I do not care. I am here to vent before I start a fight with a stranger over something stupid. So. Ireland. Sun is out. Miracles are happening. I’m in a decent mood for once despite work and college absolutely riding me. I’m 24F, don’t drive, so public transport is my personality at this point.

Every Tuesday I do the same routine.

Bus → station → second bus → college.

I stick in my earphones, dissociate, mind my business. Except there’s this girl. Calling her Beth. No offence to Beths globally. Beth is ALWAYS on this route. And Beth (female in her 20’s I believe)has a habit. Beth does not believe in queues. Like there could be 20+ people standing there patiently waiting and Beth will just march to the front like she’s the main character and the rest of us are background extras. I usually let it go. I don’t have the energy. Pick your battles and all that.

But TODAY??? My first bus got cancelled. So now I’m already one inconvenience away from snapping. I’m waiting an extra hour. I finally get to the stop early enough that I’m actually FIRST in line. Peace. Stability. Order. And then I see her. Beth. Walking up like she’s about to do her usual little queue infiltration. And I thought to myself… not today Satan.

She tries to squeeze in but there’s no gap. I’m planted. Immovable object like. So she turns to me and goes, and I quote, “Get out of my way… please.” The AUDACITY. I tell her calmly I was here first and I just want to get on the bus. Oh. My. God. You’d swear I committed a crime. She launches into a speech about invisible disabilities, says she’s autistic, says she has a RIGHT to be at the front, that I’m discriminating against her. Girl. No.

I just smile and go being autistic doesn’t give you VIP fast pass access to the bus. And this woman SHOVES me. Like fully shoves me to the ground. At that point I’m sitting there like… oh you’ve actually lost the plot entirely. Security comes over, already looking tired, and Beth starts going OFF about how she’s autistic and I’m “disabling” her by not letting her go first.

So I ask him straight up, does having a disability mean you skip the queue? He says no, but people usually show courtesy if someone needs support, which is fair enough. Completely fair. But that’s when I said okay bet. Pulled out my AsIAm card and went, “I’m autistic too. Why does hers matter more than mine?” Silence. This woman’s jaw DROPPED.

She goes “why didn’t you tell me?”

Why would I?? I don’t owe you my medical history so you can decide whether to treat me like a human being. Being autistic does not mean you get to

A) act like an absolute menace

B) put your hands on people

C) invent rules that don’t exist.

Security guard is mentally clocked out at this stage. Man is reconsidering his career. He asks what I want to do. I said if she wants to get on this bus without me reporting her for assault, she can march herself to the back of the queue. And guess what. She did. Walk of shame. Past everyone. To the back. I swear to god some people started clapping. I felt like I’d just won an Olympic event. (Seems I ain’t the only one fed up with Beth)

Anyway. Moral of the story: you are not entitled to anything just because you shout the loudest. And maybe don’t shove people over a bus queue??

I am all for supporting those who need it. But this was just an example of someone using their diagnoses as an excuse.

I’m getting married in May 2027 and my fiancée and I have decided on a small, intimate civil ceremony at a venue with a nice garden and restaurant. We’re only inviting people who are genuinely close to us and with whom we feel comfortable.

My parents are divorced and don’t speak to each other. My mother has remarried, my father has a partner, and I have a sister who lives in Australia. I basically haven’t had contact with my father’s side of the family (uncles, cousins, etc.) for over 10 years. Before that, the only times we met were for Christmas or to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday, and those gatherings always felt more like displays of economic status than real family. My cousins have had children and I was never invited to the baptisms; I may have missed one or more of my cousins’ weddings too.

On my mother’s side, I also haven’t seen my grandmother, aunt, and cousin for over 10 years. My grandmother recently passed away and I didn’t attend the funeral because: 1) we basically never kept in touch, so there was no real emotional bond, and 2) that day I had a critical problem at work and I couldn’t be absent. My aunt and cousin never contacted me after that, and I wasn’t invited to their children’s baptisms either.

When I told my father about the wedding, he congratulated me but then said the ceremony was “too intimate” and commented disparagingly that a wedding should be a gathering for all the relatives. I told him gently that I don’t have any relationship with his side of the family and I’m not interested in inviting them. Now he’s upset and holding a grudge.

I also called my mom, and she was very understanding. She told me she didn’t invite her sister and her mother to her own second wedding either because, in her opinion, you only invite people you truly care about and who genuinely care about you back. She also said that my father has had few “high points” in life, and that my wedding would be a source of pride and status for him in front of his siblings which is why he wants everyone there.

I stand by my decision: at my wedding I want only people who actually contribute to our happiness and with whom we feel safe.

So my whole childhood I was taunted by that name cause my dads mistress was named Rebecca and yes my mom was a weakling and kept ‘forgiving him’ and Rebecca remained a cause for severe fights for so many years. Plus she was also stalking us. Kept calling to our home to fight with my mom. Oh and all of my dads money went to ‘Rebecca’. My mom was working day and night to just pay for our bills while my dad was having endless ‘businesstrips’ but always being broke. When my mom finally had the courage to leave, well my dad married Rebecca. And had a new family with her.

I know it’s not logical, but the name always triggered me since then.

Flashforward I get married and caught my (ex)husband cheating with a woman named REBECCA. The worst part of the betrayel wasnt even the cheating for me, it was the name. He knew how triggering that name was to me, I told him about my childhood trauma’s. I remember when finding out I was crying and screaming: Seriously couldnt you at least have chosen another name. Plottwist: he also marries her after our divorce.

I know you guys will judge and think its childish and maybe it is, but I cant help it. Im traumatised by that name.

Well my dad divorced from Rebecca a long time ago. I just got off the phone with him and the reason I am even writing this right now is cause he told me he met someone else and it’s getting serious AND HER NAME IS FREAKING REBECCA.

I just have no idea why this keeps happening and I wish this was ragebait. Unfortunately it is not!

Also sorry for my bad english, its not my first language and I am not in the mood to let AI correct my spelling.

Thank you for your time reading this, except if your name is Rebecca.