u/anony1078

Hi! So I have this friend of mine. I consider us close...or maybe, I thought that we were close. We have talked every day since we became friends but I feel like I don't know anything about them. I'm the only one that shares personal stuff with them. And I realized that because I'm going through something right now, and sometimes I can't help but talk about it with them. And it occurred to me: I don't know anything personal about them.

Maybe they don't view me as a close friend that they can share stuff with? Or maybe some people don't like sharing? Although yes they talked to me before about stuff that frustrated them etc, I still feel weird. Or maybe it's my insecurities that are speaking.

What do y'all think?

Hi! So I have this friend of mine. I consider us close...or maybe, I thought that we were close. We have talked every day since we became friends but I feel like I don't know anything about them. I'm the only one that shares personal stuff with them. And I realized that because I'm going through something right now, and sometimes I can't help but talk about it with them. And it occurred to me: I don't know anything personal about them.

Maybe they don't view me as a close friend that they can share stuff with? Or maybe some people don't like sharing? Although yes they talked to me before about stuff that frustrated them etc, I still feel weird. Or maybe it's my insecurities that are speaking.

What do y'all think?

So I've been going through some shit lately, and everytime I'm overwhelmed I feel this weird sensation of "blandness". I can't explain it, but I feel empty, in my body, I get an airy feeling like my skin is air. I feel the need to feel something physically, which sometimes gives me the urge to hurt myself. What is this feeling though?? It's super weird, I feel light and empty...like my skin is air.

Είμαι σε δίλημμα να του το πω ή όχι. Υπάρχει μια πάρα πολύ μικρή πιθανότητα να είναι αμοιβαίο, αλλα νιώθω ότι υπερβάλλω ή υπεραναλυω, οπότε πραγματικά δεν ξερω. Να το ρισκάρω? Κάποιες φίλες μου μου λένε να το κάνω, κάποιες μου λένε πως πρέπει εκείνος ως άνδρας να κάνει το πρώτο βήμα (καλά, είναι το 2026, δεν το πιστεύω αυτό) οπότε είμαι ακόμα πιο διχασμένη. Ιδίως από τη στιγμή που είμαστε πολύ καλοί φίλοι. Τι λέτε να κάνω?

The title is self explanatory. I fell for my male friend and don't know what to do. I feel like the feelings MAYBE are mutual but I'm still not sure, maybe I'm overreacting or something. I don't know why but it weighs on me. Should I do it and confess or no? Some of my friends say that I (as a woman) can't confess first and that if he did like me he would find the courage to say it...silly if you ask me but I don't know. What do y'all think?

So, my parents are fanatic religious people and I can't bear them anymore, I'm a closeted atheist and if they find out I'm dead, literally. And the fact that I'm a woman (19F) makes it even worse for them. They don't even view me as a full human, they see me as a walking temptation that should be covered, kept in the house so "it" doesn't bring shame.

I thought of running away. I finished university entrance exams and have the opportunity to go to a different city alone. One problem: my guilt will consume me. My mom as I said is problematic but she encouraged me to try again when I failed my exams, she cooks my favorite meals when I have exams, she feeds me, cares for me when I'm sick and isn't THAT bad. And her mom (my grandma) is really sick and she may "leave" soon, so if I go my mom would have to deal with two "losses". And she is kind of weak emotionally, I'm scared for her.

I guess it's more of a vent post, but I feel like I'm overreacting, that the situation isn't that bad and all I have to do is keep pretending I'm praying and dressing in a certain way (head covering etc, which I really despise), so it isn't THAT bad...I don't know anymore. If I stay I won't cause any pain but I'll lose my mind

Is it childish to be sad and depressed because no one of my close friends remembered my birthday?

So mine is today, and I was expecting something...not a surprise party or something like that, but a simple wish ig. Well I didn't get it and I feel childish for being that sad about it. My family remembered it, and that honesty made it worse because I despise them (a lot of trauma here and family issues). So, the people I hate most remembered me (and gave me a gift) whereas my close friends didn't.

One of them got me an early birthday, one month ago. I also got them an early birthday gift (they live across the sea, had the opportunity to give it to them early so I did), but did wish them a happy birthday on their birthday again, because I thought it was the normal thing to do.

I don't know I feel like I'm overreacting. I never loved my birthday because of this exact reason, there wasn't ever a time when I was happy that it was my birthday, and I don't like celebrating my own existence if you get what I mean.

What are your thoughts? Thanks for your time