Why is it that admins of Facebook groups expect you to have no life if you help them run their group?

Five years ago, I helped run a mental health group and we had to ask permission to go to sleep or to be away from our phones for more than 30 minutes. Eventually, I got sick of the nonsense and quit.

I have had multiple friends tell me that they were fired from Facebook groups for essentially not basing their whole life around the group.

Clearly, I’m a fool for Still being involved in the Facebook groups after this, but I am. I am a monitor in a support group. Today I find out that there’s a new rule that we get. “In trouble “ if we’re not there for their daily morning meetings.

I have real-life stuff to do like a dentist appointment and an actual job meeting. So evidently I’m gonna get into trouble like a little kid. I am this close to quitting the Facebook group in fact, quitting Facebook entirely.

I don't have the energy to do anything, I just don't want to exist if that makes sense? I don't want to die, I just want to stop being. I have no friends, no love life, no prospects in life, I just dont have the energy to do anything anymore, I don't even have the energy to sleep, I don't want to kill myself because that'd be too much of a hassle for the people who find me, and then all the paperwork and what not, that's too much effort to waste on me.

I don't have the energy for anything, so I just waste everything because I'm pathetic and can't do anything

They are both just bad awful places. It feels like such a culture shock. Originally I wrote a huge post about how bad of an experience i had this week in both places, but deleted it because I feel a shorter post does more justice.

If you think you ever want to visit these places, don't, its not worth it. They are horrible, its not worth it, they are both disgusting, filthy, rat infested shitholes with the worst people youve ever encountered.

Does this ever happen to anyone where you are not really thinking of an ex and then they pop into a dream and it’s all you can think about for the next week? I definitely do not want to be with this specific person, but this happens once a year where I have a very vivid dream and I’m just honestly annoyed now. I don’t want to be with him, but the time we spent together was really good so now that’s all in my head again.😅😅

Come on, if you going to throw stones and be a jerk on the internet, you gotta stick around and argue. Arguing is like the 3rd best part of being chronically online. Don’t just call me a fat loser and disappear, let’s get into a back and forth. I’m bored and want an argument damn it,

I was watching a girl online make a cake inspired by Hair Love, a children's book about a young black girl, and her father leaning how to do her hair. Very sweet and innocent. And there were people in the comments saying that she was racist / didn't have to mention that she was black, even though it's a central storyline!

Same with disabled, fat, etc. Like yes, people have disabilities. That doesn't make them worse or anything. It just means, in some aspect, they cannot do what neurotypicals can. And that's ok! Obviously, if someone is being rude / offensive it should be called out, but saying someone's race, or that they're disabled, as long as it isn't said in a bad tone, is fine!

I’ve always been a lone wolf somewhat. Much more now in my 30th year.

I have a small group of friends but I spend the majority of my time alone chasing my dream which is music. But in my solitude am I missing out on life?

The majority of my time is spent chasing my dreams alone and I tell myself that’s more important than any socialising. Being alone has genuinely made me know myself and become a much more confident person.

However I have often felt in this life that I am no one’s first person to call. I’ve always been the backup who everyone likes but rarely the go to. At least up to this point in life I had one best friend and we were inseparable, a very deep friendship. Soul tied if you will. But we drifted and since then connections feel more shallow. I am someone who needs deep connection and I’ve struggled to find it since.

Maybe the solitude has just become less painful? I always have to be the one to message people to make plans and they rarely come to me. So maybe just loving myself felt like enough? Maybe I’m just spending more time alone because the connections I crave with people are no longer fulfilling like that friendship I had? They feel empty.

I consider myself a very real and honest person and I think most people just want to be around fun in this life, I get it. I just wonder if there are people like me out there that I should still me making an effort to connect with instead of just chasing my music dream and feeling my life will work out after that. I am just putting life on hold till that becomes a reality somewhat perhaps.

I’m conflicted as I enjoy the process and love chasing the dream, but at the same point I am not having much human connection along the way. It’s just increasingly hard to find the right human connection these days, and here lies my issue with pushing to find it.

My mom scheduled a Jewel Osco delivery and the driver put our groceries at the wrong address! Had the nerve to take a picture of it 3 houses down. Luckily there were only 3 bags so I didn't have to carry too much.

Still, I barely have energy these days and my mom has trouble walking. We don't have the time, energy, or health to clean up after someone who couldn't just see our address written in bold letters, who couldn't just ASK where our house was instead leaving our groceries anywhere. At the very least, go back and fix your mistake.

This has happened 4 times now (twice for Jewel and twice for Uber Eats) but even me standing outside doesn't help. What is wrong with people these days???

I'm fucking astounded. I'm in my late-20s, and I'm so incredibly fucking baffled by this. I just recently started working with college students because of my job, and it is so insane how they cannot follow simple written instructions or just extrapolate an idea from an email or announcement. I am not a genius; I would consider myself to be of average intelligence, so when I say that they are extremely lacking in reading comprehension, trust me when I say that.

An email can say: "This will be evaluated in the coming weeks" and they will ask you that same day, looking you straight in the eye, after reading and replying to the email "Was this evaluated already?" Like, my God, please, we are cooked, we are beyond cooked, it's joever.

EDIT: Some of you are legitimately proving the point of this post by replying “No one reads email”. Did you read the rest of the post where I clarify that they do read them and that my frustration also comes from other written instructions not necessarily inside email??

My dad has been through so much in his life i genuinely am asking myself if he can catch a break?
My dad is not perfect but who is? He is kind, caring, generous and he is the best father a girl could ask for in my opinion.
When I was around 10 my mom (while my parents were still married) basically up and left and decided she wanted a new life, with a new man, and my parents got in a divorce. Which tore my dad apart because he’s kind of religious and he still loved my mom.
Then when I was like 13 he started to date again, and he eventually met someone (my stepmom) who he fell in love with, married and they were together for 10 years before she died tragically about a year ago now.
But between that there used to be 7 of us living at his big house. All rooms were filled, all bathrooms had belongings, and everyone was happy. But over the years everyone slowly started to move out. So then it was just my step mom and him living there before she died.
Now my dad is all alone in a big house that used to house 7 people. It used to be. Chaotic and a bit loud. But it was full of love. Now it’s full of silence.
Then about two months ago he met a women that he was just spending time with. He enjoyed it, she seemed to enjoy it and it wasn’t serious but they were having fun. I was happy for my dad because I know how lonely he’s been.
Then last night he calls crying.
“She thought she saw a name in my phone and she broke up with me”
I asked my dad what he meant, he said that she thought she saw a text from a random girl in his phone and she screamed at him, called him names and belittled him.
I was in shock, I honestly didn’t think 50-year-olds still acted that way so emotionally immature but apparently some do.
I’m sad for my dad. He told me he thinks god is punishing him.
I told him maybe he should get into therapy and that it might be good to talk to someone and he said he’d think about it.
I just feel like he’s had it very rough. And I love him. I just feel bad.

Every single blue collar job I’ve had has been a jail persuasion ritual. The coworkers talk nonstop about their crimes and experience in jail. They treat it like a badge of honor. They constantly have conversations about illegal things that they do. It feels like I’m talking to a drug addict. Burglary, driving 150 mph, assault and battery. I don’t understand why these people are so obsessed with how many crimes they can commit. Doesn’t sound fun at all.

I’ve been watching a lot of historical videos about world war 1 and 2 lately and I have to say I’m real sick of YouTubers who introduce the topic of their video and then immediately do the “in order for you to understand this, we have to go back…” followed by context no-one wants or needs to increase a 2 minute video to a 44 minute video.

I have a neighbor who got an electric cordless leafblower. They are out every morning 8 to noon blowing leaves. They don't move them to the curb for pick up, or bag them for collection. They just blow them around. Why?

I’m (19M) and I live at home but commute to college. Originally, I wasn’t supposed to be living at home and was supposed to be at another university, but due to unforeseen circumstances, I ended up commuting to a school from home for this semester and hopefully I get to transfer by next semester. I do get good grades and am involved in some extracurriculars. My parents are generally kind people and they have brought me up well with a good education and good resources, especially as somebody who is on the autism spectrum. But the one downside is that they are hyper religious. And as somebody who’s young and looking for a partner this can be extremely frustrating. I went on the dating app Hinge not too long ago and my parents recently found out they weren’t as mad as I expected, but they just said they wanted to make sure I was safe. I was supposed to go on a date with this girl from New York City today and was very exited for it. Last night me and this girl chatted very flirtatiously and there was some sexual talk. I woke up excited for my date, which is supposed to be in a few few hours but imagine my horror when I found out that my mom was sitting on the couch and telling me that she had to look through my texts, she is threatening to pull my tuition funding if I go see this girl. She also saw my texts with other people that I had matched with on Hinge and berated me for not living up to their religious standard. I’m really upset and frustrated that my parents keep constantly looking at my phone and my messages and violating my privacy. And I don’t know how I’m going to be able to go to this date without my parents levying extreme consequences.

Can you please shut the fuck up? Your constant talking on the phone or playing your music out loud at my door causes my dogs to go ape shit and it scares the hell out of everyone in the house. Have some common courtesy and be respectful to the residents. You can continue your loud conversation or whatever back at your vehicle. Asking you to be quiet for like 10 seconds, thats it.

A client sent me a family group photo it was pixelated and blurry. I asked my buddy to edit it using Photoshop on his computer to improve resolution. cropped the image then turned it to black-and-white image and became the reference I used as a guide for the comic style pen and ink drawing.

The drawing A3 size landscape image is of 5 people the eldest bro,dad,mid bro,mom and clients BFF the youngest sis who is turning 60 years old this dec this is supposed to be a gift from my client to her.

Now the client is refusing to pay me. Apparently, the client, who will be giving this portrait to the family, says that her BFF, the youngest , doesn't look anything like the actual person in the photos.

The drawing is A3-sized, and it's done in a comic-book style, so naturally, it's not going to capture every single facial detail like a charcoal drawing would.

I've been doing portraits for over 20 years and i am 44 now.

I'm honestly frustrated and disappointed. I put time, effort, and skill into this work, and now I'm being denied payment over something that I feel the critic has no idea what a pen and ink drawing is.

I need that money for my monthly blood tests because of my CKD. This isn't just some extra cash I was hoping to earn; I genuinely need it for my medical expenses.

At this point, I don't even know what to do next. I'm so frustrated that I feel like burning the whole drawing.

what should i do next?

I complimented/supported fellow authors on my tiktok, and NOT ONE of them said thank you or acknowledged me. I’m an author too. They all ignored me. I wanted to grow my network as an author but unfortunately, not everyone is nice.

Don’t say “they don’t owe u anything” bc BASIC POLITENESS is so important. Replying a quick thank you takes ONE second.

I have utilities included in my rent and that includes laundry but my landlord only turns on the breaker for me to do laundry from 10 am to 10 pm on Saturdays. Would be fine but they’re so anal about it. Today ig their family is out of town and I woke up to a text saying they won’t be turning on the laundry today. Man it’s hair washing day and I’ve been sick all week I really was looking forward to clean sheets and pillowcase. So annoyed.

I’m allowed to use it tomorrow instead but I have church, choir, a bunch of stuff tomorrow so I won’t be home from like 9 am to 4:00 pm so I’ll have barely any time to get all my laundry done and probably won’t get to wash my sheets ☹️☹️☹️

Update: it’s 9:30 pm and they’ve turned the laundry on. However they’ve shut off the wifi. Yay. 😐

(I apologize this is a bit of a rant and I’m sorry if this doesn’t belong here I just would love some advice in discussion on this)

I personally tend to try to find excuses, especially for those I love so with this situation I’m starting to do that and I just wanna make sure my justification and excuses are valid and that I’m not overthinking or unthinking this and I do want to include some interactions between daddy and this little :when she first moved in, he set her bed and drove her to Walmart to pick up stuff. He also comments that her pigtail hairstyle is cute and that her bike is cute and when he cooks, he also saves a portion for her and does not mind her eating through his grocery even without a heads up, him and I both doesn’t really like this little’s daddy just because of the way they communicate, out of everyone that’s living in the house. He had her pet sit the cat when he came out to visit me and thought it was really cute that her and the cat got along. he cut her a bit of slack because he knows her financial situation. It’s a little bit weird though her daddy does support her financially.

So me and my daddy are LDR and we’ve been together for a few months and I recently got collared, and I have been doing a lot of thinking. for me I tend to overthink a lot and when my hormones fluctuate, the overthinking sometimes gets better and sometimes it gets worse and for the longest time, I was worried that he wasn’t happy with me because sometimes when I text him or say something over call he won’t respond to it and it just gets glossed over. We tend to call and text frequently daily and I understand not everything needs a response. It’s just the fact that I’m not even getting like a little emoji or anything of acknowledgment, and this is definitely my insecurity coming in but the house he lives in has other people that rents different rooms of the house and another female little had moved in about maybe a month or two ago and ever since then I’ve been feeling insecure about it and it’s not like these two have any interactions that makes me feel that way it’s just that her existence makes me feel insecure which I know it’s very insane and definitely an overthinker thing but recently I started to reason with myself because my daddy’s MBTI is INTJ and not that I specifically believe in these things but with that implied and that he’s autistic, I think that explains a lot of why maybe my texts don’t get an immediate response or any response. Especially since when he was a bit younger he’s had speech issues and has anxiety over talking. He seems to be a lot better with that especially with me now and with the other little in the house that little has a daddy and that little is collared as well and I think what’s making me insecure it’s just that him and that other little has a lot of things they relate over and they’re under the same roof and a reason that made me kind of uncomfortable with them is that I sometimes tend to enjoy food a bit too much and that’s because when I was growing up in my household, I didn’t get to eat all the time or get to eat things I want so I don’t really have a unhealthy relationship with food, but I kind of worship the food I do get to eat as a result, and he kind of made a joke that he needs to watch out for my eating, but then proceeded to say that he wants to feed the other little because it seems like she’s barely scraping by so that also kind of triggered me a little bit, but I think it’s just the autism and a joke because later on, I did explain about my eating situation and he understood that it wasn’t unhealthy eating habit. It’s just there’s some issues that I have and another thing is that I am visiting him for Thanksgiving and he mentioned that maybe when he was preparing dinner, he wants to set out coloring books for me and that little color to which I replied with “I would love to meet them, but my priority is not them” so I don’t know if he is offering that genuinely just because he think two Littles will enjoy that hangout time but for me it’s much more important that it’s just me and him and not the three of us but what I think will help me justify is to think of that other little as a stray animal, like obviously out of the kindness of someone’s heart, they would want to care for the stray animal, especially if they see things that resonates with them, but no one would love a stray animal more than they love their own pet, right?

TL;DR: My mother only notices my mistakes and not my achievements. Nothing I do will ever be enough for my mother, no matter how hard I try. Can't move out, nor do I really have anywhere else to go at the moment, unfortunately.

I could be done with everything for the day and feel nice and accomplished, and there would be that one thing that I didn't do. I could do everything I was supposed to do for the day (and maybe even do them all flawlessly), and it still wouldn't be enough. Because I either made a mistake, or I didn't do something that no one had even told me to do (at least not out loud). And that's the only thing my mother would notice, not all the other things I've done and/or did well on. This doesn't happen all the time, just sometimes (and has happened sometimes pretty much my whole life), and it seriously ruins my whole mood, if not my whole day. Some examples:

Your turn to load and unload the dishwasher? You didn't handwash something (even though you were never told that you had to handwash anything all this time, until now).

Unload the dishwasher early one morning and manage not to wake anyone up? You forgot something in there.

Take the recycle and the recycle ben out to the front? You forgot to take some other bag out.

You do one thing that you are told and expected to do? Why didn't you do (such and such), on top of what you're already supposed to be doing (despite them never saying anything about it)?

I look up, I'm "rolling my eyes".

I exhale, I'm "huffing and puffing" and "have an attitude''.

I literally don't feel any emotion whatsoever and act robot-like, I'm "seem so moody" (this actually happened once, I'm not even making this up).

I don't say anything (because I just don't feel like it), either I get accused of being upset or something, or "Why are you so quiet?"

And probably more. I really do be trying, man. My fault for not having the ability to read minds, I guess.

Also, another thing I've noticed lately is that whenever our grandmother comes home with groceries (which is almost every day), me and my younger sisters would help out. But our mother only notices my younger sister helping her out, not me and my youngest sister (granted, I may not help out as often as my younger sister, but to not even acknowledge the fact that I at *least* try to help out whenever I can...). I even told her that last night, after she had brought up all the chores my younger sister does while we were watching a funny YouTube video about chores (including helping our grandmother out with groceries), she didn't say anything. Meaning she probably just tuned me out, as usual (I usually get tuned out, especially whenever we watch a video or a movie on TV, but not always. They usually do that with each other overall, but especially with me).

Okay, rant/vent over.

I snapped a bit earlier, my pharmacist switched to some 3rd party tech-bro messaging app. And instead of just getting a text letting me know my script is ready, I now get "special messages" texts which are just an attempt to funnel me into this BS app so they can get me to agree to allow my pharmacist to hand over my medical information.

I can't take it anymore. Every single store has a "rewards" program that's just a covert option to harvest more data. "Personalization" chatters swear they aren't doing it, until you back them in a corner and they admit that yes, it all goes to their daddy. Social media is 100% watching now with "personalization" so they can build even more context on me. I literally pay for an online video application, and because I turned off "personalization" tracking, I don't even get a home page anymore. They literally take my money, and say, "f' you, that isn't enough! No suggestions for you!!"

I get upwards to 30 calls a day from spoofed numbers trying to get information from me. And it's almost like my phone is hacked or some garbage because when I pick it up, it just goes off. I'm probably just getting paranoid and weird at this point, but jesus this is all getting to be too much.

"Do you want to round up for charity?.... so we can make a tax-deductible donation and you can pay our taxes?" "What's your phone number" Followed by a 2 minute awkward conversation because, "no thanks" didn't hit right.

You can't even order pizza delivery any more because almost all of them have switched to some BS app that if I reactivate is going to blow up my phone multiple times a day trying to get me to order food. And every company is now jacking prices to give you a "discount" so you can put everything on a subscription reorder instead of ordering when you need it. And email?? It's 99% marketing garbage constantly, just like my physical mailbox.

Can I work around all of this stuff? YES! I TRY TO! But, it's just so damn exhausting constantly ducking, dodging, and rechecking; literally wasting hours to get it to stop. Having to have an attitude with a minimum wage worker because I won't sign up with their rewards program. Having to find a new pharmacist that doesn't do this to me. Half these companies probably get hacked on the regular and say absolutely nothing about it.

This society is cooked, it's done, there's nothing sensible left, we are the product. Just mindless drones pumping our life into these companies so they can continue to have absolute control.

I feel fucking miserable. I love my girlfriend so much and the last thing I ever wanna do is hurt her. My birthday's Nov 13. Told her a few weeks back I'd fly to celebrate it with her (she's from a different city). Had to pay my parent's debt, PC suddenly breaking down and me needing to buy a new one. All those things stopped me from having the financial capacity to come see her. She prepared a cake for me that I won't get to eat with her and it's making me feel horrible that I let someone as pretty and smart and beautiful and loving and kind as my girlfriend. She deserves better than to be let down.

There’s so much open, quiet space at the library, you don’t need to reserve a study room to yourself for hours. At my library, plenty of people do work on their laptop/study in the shared space. There’s a study/meeting room, that‘s all glass and this guy books it for himself for hours which is inconsiderate for others. He reserves all the time slots so no one has a chance to use the room. If you stand anywhere near the glass room, he will stare at you as if he’s entitled to the room and all the space surrounding it and you’re not allowed to be anywhere near the room. It’s annoying.

For context, my daughter is 9. Up until this year, she had been homeschooling, but she decided she wanted to be around more kids this year in order to make friends. It has been an absolute nightmare.

These kids have been taught to interrogate any potential friend on their parents views on everything. EVERYTHING. My daughter constantly has to come ask me things, then when I ask why, she says "Soandso said we cant be friends if my parents ____."

Why? WHY?! WHY DOES A 9 YEAR OLD NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING I THINK OR DO IM ORDER TO HAVE FRIENDS?!?!? One of these little rotten crotch fruits had the audacity to start asking financial questions, like she requires a certain credit score to be friends with her. At that point, I almost just snapped.

Young children should not be worrying about the adult world. Let them be kids for fuck sake. When I was 9, my biggest global concern was Kool-aid points and who would win the PlayStation under mountain dew caps. We had friends that we never even met the parents of. We had no stress outside of our little area because WERE WE 9 FUCKING YEARS OLD. What the fuck are we doing? Why are we burdening our children like this?