u/PixxxiePunk

I just got my house in March, my son’s father left shortly after and my friend moved in to help with the bills. I found his body yesterday. I don’t want to stay in the house. I’m not sure what to do, I’m still in shock.

It took the police 3 hours to assess everything and call the funeral home for him to be picked up. I called 911 immediately he was completely gone when I got there and had been for several hours.

I had a baby 9 months ago with my bf of nearly 5 years. He became orthodox Christian out of the blue and left us a month ago.

He told me really really shitty things before he decided to leave, I was like fine dude just leave you don’t have to tear me down. Well, he’s going to church and trying to get attention from everyone he can. I think it’s crazy that a person who tells me that “caring about his family (me and our son) is like pumping out of an empty well” BUT he wants to eventually build a church and “help the community.”

He talks about being humble, and he thinks humble is “hiding how much money you have and not getting a nice truck so people don’t know you’re rich.”

He wants to take our son so he can pose as a single father and “relate to people”. I don’t want my son in a building with people who kiss the floor in front of statues. It’s no place for a 9 month old.

Honestly, the stupid part is he’s so ridiculously mean to me he constantly puts me down and tells me I’m stupid and I’m failing as a parent. HE left ME and didn’t even pay or give me money for the bills he used/anything for our son’s formula or anything just vamoosed and called me a loser.

Idk what he expected, he tells me I’m financially irresponsible but he left and I clearly can’t afford a house by myself due to us deciding together to get a house with a 3rd bedroom. On top of it my truck blew the motor, completely expected we had talked about getting me a better vehicle but idk anymore I just feel numb.

At first I was in shock for weeks just not even comprehending what the fuck happened. He started being really mean, reading the Bible, telling me I make him miserable and he’ll never be his highest self with me holding him back and then he decided to just take off and leave me with unpaid bills. I’m drowning and I am alone.

I have been going through a lot and I feel like I am being boiled alive at all times. I can barely sleep or eat, I have stopped talking to people about what’s going on because I am scared they will judge me. I tried reaching out for help, I contacted my therapist and I can’t afford therapy anymore.

My impulse control is chipping away. I’ve smashed and repaired my phone 3 times so far. I’m sitting in my friend’s car while his mom plays a game and there’s zero things I need to be doing right now and I can’t relax. I feel like I’m boiling. I can barely breathe without starting to hyperventilate. I try to breathe in deep and regulate but I feel like I’m screaming inside at all times and my heart is just racing over the smallest things.

I want to clarify, I do not have any thoughts to harm myself. I want to be alive. I know right it’s very difficult to cope and process because bad things are happening rapid fire, it’s making me short circuit. I can rationalize that I want to be here and that’s why I’m fighting so hard, and I just need to make it through this but every single thing is so overwhelming and I’m constantly at 1000 my fight or flight is stuck in on mode. When people try to talk to me I don’t know what the fuck they’re saying, it’s like I’m not processing anything and my eyes feel like I can’t even focus.

I overdraft every check and I’m constantly behind. If I upgrade to the new chime combo credit debit card will that make my situation worse? I like them being separate but I really don’t use the credit portion as is because it ruined my credit.

I am 27, I had my first child with my bf of 5 years. He just left us Monday and moved in with his parents to avoid responsibility. I don’t have anyone to help or move in with like he does. Due to Reddit’s filters all I can say is I am attempting to liquidate my personal inventory to get out of this nightmare. I am so confused on what is going on. He called me drunk to tell me he loves me and texted me this morning telling me he remembers nothing. I am not contacting him but I am at a loss. I feel like this was a low blow attempt to make me look like I am not ($) stable to take care of our child to leverage the situation in his favor.

My son is 9 months old, he’s been babbling for a while he was so close to saying mama but now he exclaims “AYE!” when he sees me. I know it takes a while for children to learn words and he’s not ready to say anything with intention YET, so I don’t take offense to not being “mama”.

My family thinks it’s hilarious. I’ll walk into my mom’s house after work to pick him up and as soon as he hears me he yells “AYE! AYE! AYE!”. When my mom tried to hand him to me he waves his arms grabbing for me and yells “AYE!”. It probably doesn’t help that my family now refers to me as “Aye.” What do you want to eat Aye? How was your day Aye? My name is Aye.

Hello I recently discovered a humongous leak in my “garage” storage room that the previous owner turned into a bedroom. The wall or maybe where they walked off the old garage door is just a disaster… and they decided to carpet it so I will have to remove potentially horrifically mildew carpet and put something else there.

There is a high chance if we’re being honest that I will not be able to pin point the leak due to the landlord special caulking everywhere :( I would like to paint the concrete instead. I was told to use the gym/garage flooring. That stuff that’s grey that you sprinkle the paint flakes into.

I also have paranoid OCD and I was wondering how to properly ventilate the room. It has one window that’s fairly small. Can I put a box fan in the window to suck the vapors out ? Or is there a safer low Voc option that I could still of course open the window for but it wouldn’t be a respirator situation as I have 3 dogs and an 8 month old. Thank you!

I am 27F and I have recently been diagnosed with ADHD and OCD. I am a first time mom and we’re trying to break cycles here.

My therapist said ‘You should speak to your pcp for a referral’. I thought that I was really bad at life. I am absolutely petrified of making mistakes. I feel like I’m being asked to defuse a bomb on the spot after being taught how to be a freelance goose hairdresser.

I genuinely can’t comprehend stuff sometimes, I assume I’m just dumb. It flusters me so bad I want to go bury myself in a hole. My emotions and reactions are always disproportionate. WHICH is why BPD was expected, my reactions are like spinning a gameshow wheel and adding a 50+ multiplier.

After being dissected by a woman that seems 100 years old and simultaneously 30, she said “how do you feel in your day to day life? What goes on in your mind when you are doing nothing?” I said “My head feels like a death grips song playing 24/7. I feel like I’m randomly abducted and dropped back into place and have no recollection of what just happened.” I also had to explain that sometimes I won’t eat, drink or pee for hours because I am doing something. Then she explained a lot of things. I’ll probably have to have them email me or something. Maybe I’ll call if I remember, because I don’t remember what I was supposed to do or if that was it meeting the wizard of Oz, final boss Dr for a paper. I don’t think I even got a paper I don’t remember.

Sorry if the title is confusing. My mom had a type of breast cancer (Kansas doctors did not think it was a big deal it was the size of a grain of rice.) It was triple positive metastatic breast cancer in her lymph nodes. Her numbers skyrocketed and it increased 4x in size and bam stage 4 in two weeks. Almost died, chemo and radiation for 5 years 2018-2023 on and off remission. Was at risk for secondary cancer/bone cancer/brain cancer/reproductive cancers.

Double mastectomy and hysterectomy, removed all lymph nodes in one side got denied for the lymphedema pump to the point she cannot even do treatment on it insurance said basically until her arm needs cut off from fluid she can eat a bag of shit. Permanent nerve damage, muscle damage, arm is huge and visibly looks painful she can barely lift her arm above her head.

Bones- not taking calcium, the Jubbonti injections they recommend force the calcium in they said it’s floating around her body she really doesn’t want to do it apparently it hurts really bad and has horrific side effects- if anyone has any experience with this or advice she is not sure what to do.

Brain- has not been scanned everything but her brain has been scanned for cancer. Unless the cancer is in her big toe I don’t understand why they aren’t checking.

She has a calcified liver mass that they said is a blood vessel that hardened and they want to biopsy it but they’re basically saying she has cancer and they can’t find it and insurance said she’s fine, even though she 100% has cancer somewhere and it’s at stage 4 levels again.

My son is 7 months old he is my first baby and her first ever grand baby she is 47, she wants to see him grow up but she’s thinking that she’s going to die before he goes to school.

We’re all at a loss. I’m sure that’s everyone dealing with cancer, but I just don’t know what to tell her besides whatever decisions she makes are up to her. I’ve never been through the treatments, my grandpa had cancer as well and they both said they’d rather die. My mom only entertains the idea of treatment for my son, but I would understand if she doesn’t want to go through with it and take a gamble and die in excruciating pain from drugs. She can’t get anymore radiation. Her pills are slowly not being covered. I know nobody really has a solution, I just don’t know who to talk to about this.

My mom basically hid her diagnosis from me my whole pregnancy. On the night my son was born around 3am she told me that basically she was just going to die, that was her plan. It was super fucked up, and I think about it a lot. She didn’t want to be a burden and so she didn’t say anything. I feel like she’s still keeping how bad it actually is from me, but she’s halfway telling me things now.

I basically just let my son stay with her as much as she wants to take him so she can spend as much time as possible with him. While I was sitting at the hospital after having my son I looked at my mom and just thought she was super tired from being there 12 hours with me. But no, she had not been taking her medicine, I could the dark circles under her eyes and her eyes sunk in, and the odd tone to her skin, how she couldn’t stay awake. It was horrible sitting there holding a 3 hour old baby thinking my mom is going to die.