greenmangostudio

I made a mistake today by going on to ChatGPT for venting. I just spent the past 3 hours applying to dozens and dozens of jobs. After those 3 hours, I decided to step away because it started to get a bit exhausting and overwhelming for me. The reason why it was overwhelming is because of the fact that I'm applying to all these different places and there's a strong guarantee that I won't even be selected at any of them to work at. Which absolutely sucks. Combine that with all the stuff that I have going on personally, I started feeling hopeless so I resorted to ChatGPT since I really needed someone to talk to. Even if said someone doesn't exist. So that's what I did, I started talking to chat GPT and I continued the talk by asking for any potential solutions to my issues. Wow the chatbot was able to answer, the answers just weren't what I was looking for. So I continued trying to just vent and trauma dump but it got to a point where the chatbot started regurgit...

This happened recently. My kids were in bed, my wife was at a neighborhood party, and I had the house to myself. I play electric guitar, and one of my favorite things to do is put on headphones and play along with singers—not just strumming chords but basically using the guitar as the vocal line. Slides, vibrato, little runs, all the ridiculous embellishments. I especially love playing along with singers like Whitney Houston and Alicia Keys because there’s so much phrasing to imitate. So there I am in my office, headphones on, absolutely committed to Alicia Keys’ No One . Important detail: my headphones contain the actual music. To anyone else in the house, all they can hear is my unplugged electric guitar. Which means instead of hearing: Alicia Keys + tasteful guitar accompaniment they hear: plink… plink-plink… WEEEEEOOOOW… dink dink… WAAAAAHHHH… plink… And this wasn't casual noodling. I played the entire song. About four straight minutes of me apparently ...

Hi reddit, using a throaway account here. I, a 31 year old man have a 28 year old female friend who's also my coworker. Her role is very different than mine in the company but we're at the same place in the pecking order. We've been good friends for almost 4 years now and everything was going well until one day I found out that her boyfriend of 2.5 years left her out of the blue, took some of her money (not a significant amount of money for her but significant for most people) after cheating on her. I tried to help her emotionally during this time period but I don't think so I was of much use other than basically forcing her to go to therapy. Fast forward 3 months and she's getting better but still she's not as happy as she used to be and generally gets a bit sad whenever she sees a happy couple together because it reminds her of her own "happy times". Around the same time a new girl shifts into a house next to mine. She knock s on my door to ask s...

So, I currently have a roommate from hell that I am trying to escape. To do so I need to find someone to take over my lease. My place is posted on Facebook market place, and this girl replies. She has the same last name as this guy I used to talk to and she looks like him with a wig and blue contacts. Yes I should’ve just used my context clues and been like they are related, especially since I knew he has a sister, but curiosity gets the best of you sometimes. She shows up to view the apartment, everything goes perfect she loves the place and was talking as if she was going to take it over saying things like “oh I can get any furniture that needs to be replaced!”. I’m thinking okay this is good, I’ll finally get out of here. However. As I walk her to the door I am like “random question are you related to someone named name ”. She immediately covers her face and is going “nope no no” and then goes “sigh yes he is my brother, what did he do to you” and I was like “Nono nothing bad I ...

I have been a little insecure about where I am from because in the past kids were mean to me about it. So, since I started college, I have been lying to some people about being from the same town as our school. One of those people is my boyfriend. I have lied to him about being from here, about my real name, and about growing up in the state, as well as living on my own. None of this is really true, I am an international student who lives my mom when not here studying, but I did not want him to know that for now. I messed up today, because normally I use the account with my fake name to interact with my boyfriend, but today when he sent me a document to look at, I accidentally requested access using my real name. This confused my boyfriend, and he ended up finding my real social media profiles. He has been confronting me about it, and I have been trying to lie to get him off my scent. I have been telling him that it is a fake account someone made to troll me, and that I am very mad a...

This happened in my first month of the first year of secondary school (it happened a long time ago). It was a new school for me, the seats made my butt hurt and I was on my period. I remember that day I decided to wear lycra shorts (very slippery on the inside but fluffy on the outside because of the classroom seats), and at one point in class I asked the teacher to go to the bathroom. She told me to go during break, and I SERIOUSLY WANTED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM. During break, I ran to the bathroom and felt my sanitary pad slipping out of my shorts. In my imagination, I made it to the bathroom in time, but when I checked properly, my sanitary pad was no longer there. I literally tried to take off all my clothes to look for it, but I didn't find it. When I came out of the bathroom, I was surprised to find my sanitary pad right outside the bathroom where I was ☠️ There were several girls putting on makeup around, and I just left with shame so as not to draw attention. It was the most ...