greenmangostudio

Я сожалею, что отвергла парня 2 года назад, который мог подарить мне хорошее будущее. Вместо этого я выбрала обычного парня, который мне нравился очень давно. За мной ухаживал очень хороший парень с работы, который давал понять, что он хочет и может подарить мне весь мир. Но в это же время друзья познокомили меня с другим парням, говоря что он больше мне подходит. С этим мнениям я согласилась и продолжила общения только с одним парням. Спустя год отношений я забеременела, родила сына и выяснилось, что этот мудак мне постоянно изменял и как итог я осталась одна, поскольку после рождения ребёнка он решил, что я выглежу неважно. И через время женился на другой и находится у жены на иждивении, чтобы не платить алименты. За этот год я влезла в большие долги, чтобы обеспечивать необходимым себя и ребёнка. Верю, что в будущем все наладится. Но! Сейчас я жалею о своём выборе, особенно когда ежемесячно приходят новые платяжи и нужно постоянно перезанимать, чтобы оплатить прошлые и я понимаю,...

Today I had my first "real adult" moment that turned into a total nightmare for my social anxiety. I had an appointment with an ENT specialist. This was the first time I ever arranged a medical appointment, handled the insurance papers, and went all by myself without a parent. I was so focused on making sure the insurance papers were filled out correctly that my brain just... deleted the "payment" step. The receptionist was busy talking to another patient, she handed me my papers, and I just walked out. I didn't even realise I hadn't paid until I was standing in the pharmacy 30 minutes later. The moment I realised, I went into a full panic. I felt like a criminal. I spent the next hour calling the office repeatedly, but they were probably on a lunch break. When the receptionist finally answered, she sounded so cold and angry. She told me the doctor might not even see me again because of "what I did." Later that evening, she called me back again ...

I am currently sitting in my kitchen absolutely dying of embarrassment while my husband refuses to stop laughing at me in the background. I work a pretty standard office job and I usually keep my phone on my desk to catch the occasional notification from my backyard. Earlier today I got an alert on my phone that said a visitor was detected. When I glanced down I saw these two massive dark eyes and what looked like a black mask staring straight into the camera lens. My heart immediately dropped into my stomach because from the angle and the proximity it looked exactly like a person wearing a balaclava peeking into our side window. I went into full panic mode and called my husband while he was at the grocery store telling him that someone was trying to break in. I even posted a screenshot to our neighborhood watch group warning everyone to lock their doors. He rushed home and I was about to call the police when I finally pulled up the live stream to see what was happening. It turns out...

[This is a crosspost from mildly infuriating]  So, I (F65) from a small town. My folks were friends with his folks, and we hung out a lot growing up. Cutting through fields, I could get to his (M65) house in 20 minutes. We were a grade apart in school. We were always good friends, but strictly platonic. He attracted older (from the local girl’s prep school and even the college) willowy girls who danced and had names that looked normal, but had unusual pronunciations (Onnie, but spelled Annie, for instance.)  Decades later, he’s in the house he’s grew up in and inherited, and I’m about an hour away. We used to see each other once or twice a year. He’d have an annual summer picnic and New Year’s brunch. I stopped getting invited to the summer party as it got smaller and fancier, but I did look forward to seeing him and his family on New Year’s day. He attracts lovely and interesting people, both local and from NY. Always an interesting mix. Three years ago, I stopped being i...

TIFU didn’t happen today, but it slowly unfolded over weeks and left me with a mix of guilt, attachment, and a very angry immune system. It was bitterly cold outside — the kind of cold that makes the city feel empty and hostile. I went out for something trivial: chips and beer. A small comfort against the weather. Halfway to the store, a dog started following me. Small, scruffy, clearly a stray. I told myself not to read into it. Dogs follow people. That’s normal. Except he didn’t stop. I slowed down. He slowed down. I stopped. He stopped. Still there. Still watching me. I went into the store, expecting him to disappear. When I came back out, he was sitting right outside, curled up, waiting. That was the first moment I felt like I’d already lost. I bought him food. He ate like he was starving. I pet him, said goodbye, and walked away, forcing myself not to look back. He followed me anyway. At my apartment building, I told him goodbye again. He didn’t react. He just sat down in...

I have a read aloud extension on my chrome. I use it sometimes for reading out stuff like articles, blogs or gay fanfiction while I'm cooking for example. However clearly my extension is shit because it just saves what you were last reading even if you stopped and closed it. So I'm telling my dad I sometimes use this extension and it can read you out loud recipes or articles or anything you're interested in when you can't look at the screen. He asks me to show him it and I do. We go on a recipe page and I click on the extension and instead of reading out the recipe page I'm on, it starts reading out gay smut fanfiction I had been reading yesterday. I tried to stop it as quick as possible and my dad just refused to even acknowledge it. He pretended he never heard or saw anything. If i know my dad, I think he will literally take this to the grave and never address it, for which I'm glad. But still. He definitely heard and saw it. And I don't think there...