I feel like a failure. I'm 17. This isn't one of those situations where I'm a typical teen that goes to school and is learning how to drive (which I AM learning how to drive, but its been taking forever,) but I got pulled out of school around 3rd grade. Was in learning groups of some kind for a few years, moved, covid hit, and now I'm... this. I'm off-putting. I never go out. I'm a shut in. I'm unpleasant to be around. I want to be kinder, to be better. To be normal. Doesn't help that I'm trans, either....I feel like a failure. I'm 17. This isn't one of those situations where I'm a typical teen that goes to school and is learning how to drive (which I AM learning how to drive, but its been taking forever,) but I got pulled out of school around 3rd grade. Was in learning groups of some kind for a few years, moved, covid hit, and now I'm... this. I'm off-putting. I never go out. I'm a shut in. I'm unpleasant to be around. I want to be kinder, to be better. To be normal. Doesn't help that I'm trans, either. Makes me stick out more. I am most certainly not intelligent enough to get a job, and this economy, this job market, is only making it harder.
I remember when I was about 7 years old. There was a boy/ teenager by the name of Hassan, who had a severe disability. He was kind of mute and rode around in some sort of a tricycle.
Me and my 'friends' where making fun of him and I remember one time he had enough of it and wanted to shout at us, but as he was not able to communicate with us well, which made us make fun of him even more.
This is now almost 30 years ago and I havent seen him ever since I was around 10 years...I remember when I was about 7 years old. There was a boy/ teenager by the name of Hassan, who had a severe disability. He was kind of mute and rode around in some sort of a tricycle.
Me and my 'friends' where making fun of him and I remember one time he had enough of it and wanted to shout at us, but as he was not able to communicate with us well, which made us make fun of him even more.
This is now almost 30 years ago and I havent seen him ever since I was around 10 years old.
I often wonder about him and I feel soo bad for treating him like that. I hated myself for my behaviour for a long time (even till this day) and wish I could somehow redeem myself. He deserved soo much more. I even sometimes cry about all the things I said and did...
After puberty and in my early twenties I became a real sensitive and empathic person, so I can only imagine what he felt like every day of his live. God please forgive me
I wish God could forgive me and I deserve punishment for what I did. I absolutely hated myself for this and wish I could let it go somehow.
I hope Hassan is at peace, has a wonderful life and hope he can find it in his heart to forgive me for my behaviour. He did not deserve that and the world does not need people like me.
From the deepest part of my soul: Im so sorry Hassan.
(please forgive me?)
I remember when I was about 7 years ago. There was a boy/ teenager by the name of Hassan, who had a severe disability. He was kind of mute and rode around in some sort of a tricycle.
Me and my 'friends' where making fun of him and I remember one time he had enough of it and wanted to shout at us, but as he was not able to communicate with us well, which made us make fun of him even more.
This is now almost 30 years ago and I havent seen him ever since I was around 10 years...I remember when I was about 7 years ago. There was a boy/ teenager by the name of Hassan, who had a severe disability. He was kind of mute and rode around in some sort of a tricycle.
Me and my 'friends' where making fun of him and I remember one time he had enough of it and wanted to shout at us, but as he was not able to communicate with us well, which made us make fun of him even more.
This is now almost 30 years ago and I havent seen him ever since I was around 10 years old.
I often wonder about him and I feel soo bad for treating him like that. I hated myself for my behaviour for a long time (even till this day) and wish I could somehow redeem myself. He deserved soo much more. I even sometimes cry about all the things I said and did...
After puberty and in my early twenties I became a real sensitive and empathic person, so I can only imagine what he felt like every day of his live. God please forgive me
I wish God could forgive me and I deserve punishment for what I did. I absolutely hated myself for this and wish I could let it go somehow.
I hope Hassan is at peace, has a wonderful life and hope he can find it in his heart to forgive me for my behaviour. He did not deserve that and the world does not need people like me.
From the deepest part of my soul: Im so sorry Hassan.
(please forgive me?)
I just found out that one of my friends has some very weird views on human rights that I heavily disagree with (being vague so ppl don’t get mad if they disagree with me in the comments). I don’t want to stop being friends with him but also feel very strongly about this issue. And admittedly, on an extremely selfish level, I worry about how this reflects on me as a person. Any advice on how to approach this or is this something I should just kinda ignore?
hi actually idk how to use this but I've got to let it out of my chest, I've always a good student and I'm used to become the top student but after i finished high school the results came out and guess what people who clearly invincible has shine so brightly while me? I got average results and now today it happened again they who are "invincible" beat me and got higher results and here i am suffering i just cannot guys..i just feel bad for myself why just why i cannot do everything properly why i need to mess...hi actually idk how to use this but I've got to let it out of my chest, I've always a good student and I'm used to become the top student but after i finished high school the results came out and guess what people who clearly invincible has shine so brightly while me? I got average results and now today it happened again they who are "invincible" beat me and got higher results and here i am suffering i just cannot guys..i just feel bad for myself why just why i cannot do everything properly why i need to mess up everything when at the beginning i know i can do it the MAIN point is i feel sorry for being a bad eldest daughter who cannot get a good results to my parents,i just want to see their smiles when they see my results... please why just once i beg...my parents are the kindest they said it's okay but ME I'm not okay i could do better but why i need to mess this up,,im sorry
It's my birthday today. Both of my parents work and my friends are busy so no one can celebrate. Is it weird if I go out alone? Also is it ok to feel a little slighted? My parents said we can celebrate later in the week but it does not feel the same. Im still very grateful for them though.
Hi, I was not sure how we post out confessions, so I messaged your page. My confession might seem a little silly, but I was just wondering what people might think of this. I am a man with who has had scars and bruises on my legs, ever since I was a kid. I also sometimes have rashes on my legs, due to eczema. I am very insecure about showing my legs. People would ask me why I don't wear shorts any. So I decided to do something about that and it works. I will wear shorts now, but with...Hi, I was not sure how we post out confessions, so I messaged your page. My confession might seem a little silly, but I was just wondering what people might think of this. I am a man with who has had scars and bruises on my legs, ever since I was a kid. I also sometimes have rashes on my legs, due to eczema. I am very insecure about showing my legs. People would ask me why I don't wear shorts any. So I decided to do something about that and it works. I will wear shorts now, but with women's nude or tan colored dancing tights under my shorts. I have found that people do not even notice that I am wearing them, and they also hide the imperfections in my legs very good. The only person who has seemed to even notice, was a doctor, who was examining me. And she and her nurse were being very professional. The tights are also some comfortable and lightweight that i.even forget that I am wearing them. Does my idea seem strange in any way?
I play roblox and I'm in a lot of communities but I usually lurk. When someone's being really rude for no reason to other users I find some reason to report their roblox account. It's always legitimate reasons (usually cross trading), so I never false report and I ONLY do it to people who are being unnecessarily rude and aggressive
I've gotten to watch a live meltdown more than once as their account got locked because of their actions lol
I want to share my mother’s journey-a story of pain, resilience & how Parkinson’s changed everything for our small family.
We are a family of three-my father, mother, and me.
We struggled financially throughout my childhood. But my parents never gave up. They made sure I got a good education, no matter the cost. When I finally got a job, I thought our hardships were over.
I could finally support them, build my career, and let them rest after years of sacrifice.
But that peace didn’t last long. Parkinson’s entered our lives.
My mom is just 48. Diagnosed 36 months ago.
No tremors but chronic pain,...I want to share my mother’s journey-a story of pain, resilience & how Parkinson’s changed everything for our small family.
We are a family of three-my father, mother, and me.
We struggled financially throughout my childhood. But my parents never gave up. They made sure I got a good education, no matter the cost. When I finally got a job, I thought our hardships were over.
I could finally support them, build my career, and let them rest after years of sacrifice.
But that peace didn’t last long. Parkinson’s entered our lives.
My mom is just 48. Diagnosed 36 months ago.
No tremors but chronic pain, severe stiffness, her fingers curling backward, and involuntary movements from the medication.
It’s not the Parkinson’s people typically imagine.
She’s a pure vegetarian, never smoked or drank—just lived a simple, quiet life.
Now she’s in constant discomfort, with good days becoming rare.
And watching that is unbearable.
I work in a big company and had all my hopes on corporate insurance.
But then came the shock—
Parkinson’s treatment for employee parents isn’t covered.
That one clause shattered me.
Parkinson’s mostly affects the elderly.
If parents aren’t covered, what’s even the point of including the disease in the policy?
It’s disheartening to know the system fails where it’s needed most.
Doctors suggested Deep Brain Stimulation (DBS) as the best shot for improvement.
But the cost runs into lakhs - completely unaffordable for a middle-class family like ours.
Even my PF withdrawal won’t cover 5% of it.
I’m doing everything I can-but the emotional and financial toll is huge.
It’s affecting my career, my mental health, and my ability to focus.
I carry the weight of feeling helpless every single day.
Parkinson’s isn’t just a neurological disorder.
It’s pain.
It’s watching your mother suffer while being unable to help.
It’s fighting a system that turns away when you need it the most.
Hi zyan,my sweetie pie, I just wanna say, even if we haven’t been talking as much lately, I’ve really enjoyed every convo we’ve had. Like seriously, I look back at them and smile. And every time I hear your voice in a voice message, I don’t know — it makes me feel something. I guess I’m starting to catch feelings a bit more each time. I’m not saying this to make things weird or anything. I just hope it doesn’t change how you see me.
Why is there no place to talk about the things we DONT know? Jobs and school and most of life is about convincing people you know everything. We're always supposed to be flawless. We lie all the time. I don't know lots of things.
I don't know lots of history or how most things work or what to do with the life I've lived or even how to express it. I know there's plenty I need to learn. I don't know where to do it. I'm not sure that world even exists.