What is something you refuse to stay quiet about?

Having a friend who is going through shit really drains you as a person.

I have a friend who, in recent times, has been experiencing numerous problems. Bro used to confide in me, and we could stay up late at night as I tried to share his burden.

We used to hang out together so much, and 99% of the expenses were on me(I'm not complaining, though).

After months and months of dealing with him, I found myself drained. I didn't know helping a friend could drain so much energy.

so, the lady who really runs the show has included "debate & discussion" as woke. so now it is forbidden.

Is it too late to change? I'm in my twenties and looking back I realize that I did hurtful things and made lots of bad decisions. Is it possible to change? I want to live a guilt free life and stress less. I'm gonna do it...I need to do

I hate how every company wants to act like they care about “mental health” while working you into the ground at the same time. Theyll post some colored graphic on social media about self-care and then demand unpaid overtime and call you lazy if you complain. If you really cared, you’d hire more people, give real breaks and stop glorifying burnout. Dont tell me to meditate while you’re the reason I cant sleep at night #MentalHealthMattter #Self-care

Does anyone else think flaccid penises look goofy? I’m male, but whenever I see a flaccid penis flopping around, I can’t help but feel like God was playing a joke on us. We’re the strong serious powerful gender, and we have a little squishy alien tentacle with one eye flopping around between our legs.

I'm traveling abroad with a travel group and I met a very cool, smart, funny Italian girl my age 😀

And she's married 😀🔫

I don’t even know where to start. My brother got arrested last night. Not for some dumb mistake, not for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, but for stealing. A thief. That word feels like it’s burning in my chest every time I think about it. The shame is unbearable. The cops showed up at my parents’ house and everyone in the neighborhood saw. My mom broke down crying on the porch, and I just stood there frozen, watching them put handcuffs on someone I grew up with, someone I shared a room with, someone I trusted. What hurts the most isn’t just what he did, it’s what it means. It feels like the family name has been dragged through the mud. People I’ve known my whole life won’t look me in the eye. I keep thinking about every holiday, every laugh we had, and now I wonder if it was all fake — if he’s been this person all along and I was too blind to see it.

Also I feel so conflicted. Part of me wants to hate him for ruining everything, for humiliating us, for being so selfish. But another part of me just aches because he’s my brother and I still love him. I keep asking myself: where did I go wrong? Could I have stopped him? Why didn’t I notice the signs sooner?
I feel angry, ashamed, heartbroken, and weirdly guilty all at the same time. Like his mistake somehow belongs to me too.

I've been putting off making phone calls that I was supposed to make months ago

Thank you #Trump for essentially ending my Medicaid with your fucking bill

I remember a time where I didnt feel like myself. I felt like broken glass that I had to pick the peices up and rebuild. But parts are missing. I had to find new parts... Do you ever miss who you used to be?