Putting in genuine effort feels like wasted effort sometimes. It's like people have this standard of movie-like perfection that just doesn't exist naturally, or without proper communication.

I feel humiliated and depressed, and on top of that I feel like the bad guy for having those emotions.

I feel like I've put genuine thought and effort into making this person feel important. I've stuck by and listened; really, genuinely listened.

All of that just to be left waiting, without any kind of heads up, flowers and gifts in hand, all dressed up and wanting to make it a special day.

Only to be stood up and told that no man has ever or will ever put any kind of real effort.

Was it not enough effort? Or am I just not a man?

I let myself be vulnerable enough to want to build a relationship again.

Even if it wasn't meant as a direct attack, I still feel disrespected.

I had no foul intentions. And my feeling were true.

I'm still processing how to feel and respond.

Idk, I'm just ranting and venting here so I can get it out of my system.

I didn't think I'd feel this hurt.

But oh well, love finds a way.

With someone, at some point in my life. Maybe someone else.

I'm going to keep putting in that effort, but for someone who appreciates the little gestures as much as the grand gestures.

I have my friends, I have my dog, and I have myself.

The rest will work itself out when it's time I guess.

I'd like to thank that one caller on Saturday who couldn't spell my name or listen to me spell it for her; so she told me I'm pronouncing it wrong "because Americans always pronounce it wrong."

If it weren't for her not being American, I would have continued my 36th year on this planet thinking I was pronouncing my own name correctly. My life is changed, forever! If I had a relationship with my family, I'd let them know, too.

Survived probably one of the busiest shifts iv'e had in a long time today. its all cold and snowy now so its bringing everyone out in droves, fingers hurt from alot of guitar practice last night so have to rest before tomorrow's practice. hoping to get more patches on the jacket and vest when i can,had some VERY interesting interactions with a few customers outside of work ,some "i'm going to try and be goth to try and fit in but im really not" girl didn't speak to me when i was talking with her and her mom i bet because she think's she's high class or something and better than me,yep....also some girl approached me after i left in the snow covered parking lot a few nights ago (by yelling at me lol) we shook hands and i introduced myself, could possibly be another relationship after idk HOW many years ? We'll see...not going to expect anything though, would be nice to not be alone again during this winter.

Have you ever had that nagging sensation that you're out of place among the wrong people? Lately, I've struggled to find any opportunities at the place where I live. It feels like months have gone by with only empty promises from work, leaving me burnt out and unable to enjoy even the simplest pleasures.

I can't shake this profound loneliness I've experienced for weeks, and it's perplexing since I’m in a relationship. It's odd when you are being told that they are here for you and to try to respond to this as often as possible on the same level, even when your social battery is depleted, yet still feel so utterly isolated. The depths of my depression have made it hard to get out of bed for days, with tears flowing freely.

Am I misguided in my expectations of what a relationship should be? When I realize that a house is on fire, for example, and I hear some calls for help, I try to rescue this person from it if possible and don’t avoid it because it might be too “hot.” I believe in stepping into the flames to support those I love, to hold their hand as we navigate the chaos together. Yet, here I am, feeling like I’m trapped in my own burning house while my partner stands outside, unsure whether to come in or watch from a distance.

I’m left feeling so conflicted… I love my partner deeply, yet I also feel profoundly abandoned and overlooked. I want to believe that love can withstand these moments of despair, that we can face life’s struggles as a team. But the distance created by unspoken words and unmet expectations feels like an insurmountable wall between us.

I often wonder if I’m asking for too much—if my desire for connection is unreasonable in a world that often seems too chaotic to handle. Shouldn't a partner be a safe haven, a source of comfort during the storm? Or am I just searching for validation in all the wrong places?

The fear of losing that connection, of being vulnerable and showing my true self, holds me back. There are days I crave honesty, but what if that honesty exposes too much? What if it reveals the depths of my struggles, and in response, all I receive is pity instead of understanding?

So this woman In a relationship sits down next to her friend and she has black eyes and the friend says "why do you stay in that abusive relationship?" She responds "beat the hell outta me."

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I had one of the weirdest things happen. a co-worker who i have known for a long time passively aggressively told her bf no not talk to me because they were worried i would like "ruin" there relationship or something, i also have been excluded from one of my best friends weddings because i'm by myself and don't have anyone to love...i just finished a 10 hour shift tonight and stayed longer even though i didn't HAVE too...can't wait till this all comes crashing down upon those who wronged me. i rarely EVER get angry an anyone and if i do its usually not for a stupid reason,people...are very odd.