I'm feeling so anxious right now. After my phone interview with Unemployment, I realized I didn't report PT wages from all of last year. Since I went from FT to PT, I thought I was only supposed to report wages if the went over PT. This was my first time filing for unemployment benefits and I'm scared sh*tless about possible overpayment charges since I"ve been unemployed for 6 months.

It was my understanding that he was fired from his job as a bus driver for the school because of his morbid obesity. To be qualified to do that job, you have to be physically capable of helping children off the bus in an emergency. Eventually he couldn't get down the aisle of the bus. That's a problem. Same dude that tried to get me (naked) into his disgusting hot tub the first night we all met. And he did this in front of his wife and my husband. She apparently blamed me, and has hated me ever since. Vehemently. His wife is a horrible woman and he was a pig. But now that he's dead everyone is singing his praises? Is this the same guy? I don't get it. He was gross. He was fired several years ago but the 'best bus driver ever' comments are free flowing. My kids rode his bus. He was average at best. I just don't understand how dying makes everyone a good person. He just wasn't.

It sounds like you do know what to do about it, it is just hard. You need to put yourself first. Does it help to think of yourself as your best friend? Do everything for yourself that you would do for them. Support and love from other people is wonderful, but shouldn't be counted on.

I'm unhappy and I don't know what to do about it. I put everyone else first, I want someone to put me first. But every time I try to talk about it, I brought this on myself and it's my fault that I'm not taken care of. I need to just pull up my big girl pants and make myself a priority. It just would be nice to be loved, cared for, and protected the way only fictional characters seem to be.

Thankfully, she is ok. I haven't talked to her yet bc I'm so angry and disappointed and hurt. She still hasn't told me she exposed us. She also exposed my brother, his wife who has health issues, and their 6 month old. My brother tested positive today. I need to calm down and confront her. I just want to know why she did this.

I found out why she was acting the way she was. She fucking had COVID and didn't want me to know. She tested positive a few days before she came over. She exposed my kids. Why does she always have to make life so fucking difficult? And always trying to prove a point. And now she's all "Oh well, I guess I'll just talk to people that actually love me." FUCK. It's been almost 5 days and they have no symptoms. None of us have had any of the variants, so I have no idea what I'm looking for. Fuck my life. Every time I think I can stop being angry with her for being so fucking stupid, she does something else to prove me wrong.

I want so badly to be honest with my therapist but I don't want to be committed. Depressed and suicidal and I don't know what to do.

I also relate in a way. One side of my family is straight Anglo, the other side is Asian and Southern European. While growing up in a predominately white, affluent area, with an Asian last name and dark skin, I experienced a lot of hate and discrimination - so race equality and inclusion are important to me. Fast forward to my 30s, when a family member on the first side presented me with a binder of our family history they'd been working on, tracing our lineage back several centuries. It was very disheartening to learn that my ancestors were plantation and slave owners. Not only did they trade their slaves, they "left" them to descendants in their wills along with furniture and livestock. like they were just onjects and not human beings. This hurts my heart to no end.

I can relate. I knew one of my ancestors was a horse thief, that he broke out of jail, that he ran a house off ill repute. What I didn't know was that he and his wife agreed to leave town after being arrested for beating a group of black children. That was my Great Great Uncle Fucknuts. I don't know why I was surprised by this but I was. Genealogy seems to turn up a lot of racist shit.

Jesus H Christ on a tripod my ancestors worked for a Nazi that helped start the war. Thanks for that, Uncle Fuckbag!