Hey Pandas, What Is Something You Need To Get Off Your Chest? (Closed)

My mother was not a good person so I was pretty chill when she died, but three years after my favorite cat died I'm still grieving.

I think I might have Asperger's. Or something like that. I just feel like I never fit in and it's killing me. I hope to understand why someday.

I have a crush on Kira Nerys.

I feel like I am the only dependable person. I am the one who has money to help, my car is always full of gas, have enough food to share . . . no one else ever seems prepared for even a rainy day, much less the rest of their life. Since I don't need bailing out I'm left out. I am not asked to parties, people ask my help to move. No one thinks of me for a fun time, only in their crisis. My cat has been a better friend than anyone for years now . . .

1. I hate it when people assume that all of America is bad. How much of america is bad? 3 million people at the max. That is still less than 1% of the total population of america. So stop abusing it. Also, the US hasn’t joined the war because then China would join and it might become WWIII or a nuclear war.

2. Now to the people in America, America isn’t holy pure good! It might be strong, but stop fantasizing over it! It’s not the savior country ruler of all mankind. And what makes you think Hiroshima and Nagasaki was acceptable?

3. Honestly people. Let other people do what they want to do. Wether they are gay, transgender, Asian, or want abortion, they are still people and should be treated with respect.

4. F U VERONICA ROTH!!! If you read the ending to allegiant (divergent series you will know what I mean.)

5. Putin, you a**e. Honestly, what are you doing? And rest of the world: don’t judge all russians on the cracked government. Some of them are still nice and are protesting this.

I have trichotillomania meaning I pull out my hair. I've been doing it for the past 14 years.

I really like my best friend but I could never tell them

I'm concerned for all the pain voiced here in the comments. Life is hard but always remember there are other humans who care about you and identify with your pain. I hope everyone can find hope and encouragement.

I grew up with drunk parents. I remember when I was about 4 years old being used as a human shield, my drunken father deciding he wants to cut my mother's ring finger off while driving, drunk, extremely fast.... Dozens of different violent occurrences. Thankfully nothing sexual.

I have been diagnosed with ASPD, Sociopathy in other words. Been married for 14 years have 2 children, 13 year old daughter and my son is about to turn 8. Turns out that along with ASPD I was at a greater risk of, you guessed it, drug abuse.

Long story short I had to complete drug classes to get my kids back. Completed the class but didn't get the kids back because we couldn't make enough money in California to get a place and escape homelessness. But, thanks to those classes, at the age of 32 I finally know what it feels like to have genuine emotions.

I'm now 34 and no one knows of my diagnosis. Wife, parents, kids. I hate this s**t. I have no one to talk to. I've never had to deal with regret.... Now I'm not only trying to figure out how to deal with losing the kids to my parents, but my wife cheated shortly after we got back to N.C with the only "friend" I thought I had.

We worked things out though. The wife, not the douche canoe. I made it pretty clear when I beat the everliving c**p out of him that I better never see him again. Baby steps right? Now, like when I was a kid, I'm alone. Not looking for sympathy. Just needed that gone so I don't slip back into old habits. Thanks to anyone that actually reads this. 🤫
We worked things

(Tl;dr at the end) I swear if I get downdooted. I HATE that I share my opinions and people downvote me because they disagree. Why? I’m on the verge of getting banned. I’m over here about to get banned while we have these bots with -737 points and they haven’t got banned yet. I’ve responded to BP emails. No response. I love this community, but it makes it so hard to comment. Also, I’m a very sarcastic person and I get downvotes ALL THE TIME because people can’t take a joke. I now put (sarcasm) at the end of comments so I don’t get downvoted. I thought I could express myself on the internet. NOPE. Tl;dr: Read the post.

I feel like I’m aimlessly stumbling through my life and I’m terrified I’ll get to the end and feel like I’ve achieved nothing.

redo my dad died not dies when i was nine and its been about 6 years and its still messing with me

I am a ghost.
I died in my sleep last December 13.
Well not really, but almost!
my wife and adult kids had to revive me and called fire-rescue, and perform CPR. I spent the next day in the ER

I am feeling some guilt about them having to be the ones to see me like that.

Cause : hypoglycemia (super low blood sugar) from accidental insulin overdose as I was learning my dosing (diabetes type 2)

As a ghost, some of the hardest things to use are touchscreen on my phone and the automatic doors at the supermarket and Target

my son hates that I joke and make light of the subject, but it is how I cope

P.s. I think that the Pixar movie "Soul" really captured that aspect of "non-being then coming back to consciousness" closely

idk but i think i might be part of the lgbtq community. I just dont know fully what i define my sexuality as.

I often feel worthless and not valued. I question if people really love me, and I question their motives. I don’t understand what they see in me because I don’t see it in myself. I hate the way I look, I hate my body. I’m ugly and I feel worthless.

I'm very scared for the future. Near future, far future, my own future life, the future of those around me... I want to stop time to catch my breath and also hurry it up to get my present over with. I'm exhausted :')

Thanks guys

Hating my witchmother to the point,that I'll throw a Party when she finally dies.
Iwant to be able to speak to my dad again. He die 2008

I don’t normally enjoy unpacking myself on others but I’ve held this in for far too long. My Mom is a wonderful woman, she loves and cares about me but something’s about her bother me. For starters she has a strong belief in science and uses this to tell me I’m not valid and I “scientifically” can’t be what I am. Then she compares me to her younger self listing all my differences as imperfections. I love my mother and don’t have anything against her but it bothers me that she puts science in front of her child’s happiness.

I haven't had a cigarette in 13 days after smoking for more than 25 years. I'm taking Wellbutrin and using the patch to help me through and it's working but it is still hard.

I haven't told ANYONE because I can't handle people constantly asking me about it. "How's it going?" "Are you still not smoking?" "When's the last time you've had a smoke?" The reminders are a trigger for me.

I've been isolating myself from people as much as possible since this started. I figure a couple more weeks and I'll come out of my "hibernation" and get back to my regular life.