Wow, that's awful. Even my 8 and 10 yo can figure out to empty a full trash can. What does he do all day then? Hopefully taking care of kids, although he doesn't seem capable of that. Unless he has a mental disorder/disability, I wouldn't put up with that shit, esp if I'm at work all day. Nothing worse than a useless dh.

I did it. I disabled Fox news on my mom's tv. Here's hoping her mental health will gradually improve.

It's no one's business if someone takes a lot of time off of work. You don't know what they're going through physically or mentally. And you don't pay their bills. That's between the person and their boss. Maybe be supportive and offer them an encouraging word. I'm guilty of taking a lot of time off work. I have a lot of physical and mental issues. I go to therapy and am signing up for yoga. I'm trying my best.

I started therapy again and I told my therapist about how my dad has basically started ignoring us entirely now that he remarried. Along with my sister ignoring all my phone calls and texts and my aunt not wanting to see me until my uncle can get the COVID vaccine, I feel so horribly alone right now and it's making me feel like there's something fundamentally wrong with me.

For the past 3 years I've been living underneath some pretty horrible neighbors. They stomp everywhere and I've lost so much sleep and sanity because of it. Their kid throws basketballs against the walls for hours, which rattles my bedroom. Their bathroom over flows into my room because they don't have a shower curtain to catch the water when showering, which makes my ceiling leak. I won't list off everything they've done but they've really taken a mental toll on me. Well, I move in a few weeks. I finally found a place where I think I can be happy. I've always had terrible luck with apartments, but my next one will be on a top floor and on a corner unit. No more stompy, antagonistic neighbors waking me up and causing me to lose sleep. I'm so relieved I could cry. Upstairs neighbors please be kind to the people below you. I know downstairs neighbors can be horrible as well, but you have a lot of power over just much peace your neighbors get, especially in older apartments.

Every single study says that married women are less happy than married men, Even in "good" marriages. The whole carrying the mental load thing, etc. takes a toll. Also, women initiate 80% of all divorces in the US, so women are not less likely to stay in unhappy marriages than men. And women are much less likely to get married in the first place now than they were years ago. Women married and stayed married in years past because they were financially dependent on men. Heck, women couldn't even get a credit card in their own name until 1974. As that's changing, women aren't getting or staying married because there is really nothing beneficial to being married for most women.

For the last three nights I've had a dream. I can't remember the dream; just that what snippets I remember throughout the day make me feel uneasy. Not afraid or weird; just uneasy. I recall a big building with a sign in the front that says 'ROSEMONT.' I've Googled the crap out of that and all I can find is a town in Illinois and a college in northern California. For some reason I feel like it's a funeral home or a mental health facility. So, yeah, I'm posting this here because I wonder What is Wrong with Me.

My brother showed up at my Dad's the other day, unannounced. He said his apartment was unlivable. He hired a woman to clean top to bottom and took Dad out. In 5.5 hours she did seven loads of laundry, attempted to do dishes, but the maggots gagged her, needed a scraper to clean the filth off the floors before she could scrub them, and took 17 bags of trash out. 650 square feet of absolute filth! We're telling him tomorrow that he's going to an assisted living facility. He lost his house to reverse mortgage and left it unsellable due to the filth and now this. It's not a physical thing....it's a mental thing!

He refuses to invest in a stable retirement, refuses to adhere to a budget to get us out of debt, refuses to put any type of thought or help into raising our kids, refuses to help me figure out how to afford to send them back to school, expects me to just "make a blog or something" and make money off of it. There are just so many things, and I don't know what to do. Between the kids refusing to do school at this point because we're all emotionally and mentally exhausted, trying to find hours in the day to monetize a blog and find a WFH job that I can feasibly do, and rein in this idiotic idea he has, I just want to scream! I am hating myself for not finishing my degree, hating myself for getting married, and while I don't hate being a parent I wish that I had made different life choices. I feel stuck, and I don't know where to start to change it. 2/2.

My life is trash. I have no friends, I have multiple mental illnesses, a crappy job that barely keeps a roof over my head and I'm in totally unrequited love with someone who barely knows I exist. I cannot be bothered to take care of myself or my home anymore, caring for my dog is about as much as I can manage. At least my meds make me not want to eat much so I'm not obese anymore. Cannabis is literally the only thing that gives me any pleasure in life and with or without it, I dont have the will to change anything even if I could. Which I can't. It's always been shit and it always will be.